Douluo's martial soul Barrett

"Furthermore, you also need to know one thing." Tang San continued, looking at the beatings that continued on the field, "Teacher Zhao's martial spirit is the Powerful Diamond Bear, and the Powerful King Kong Bear is born to fight on the ground. Fighting on the ground is supported by combat power."

"Once in the air, Teacher Zhao is like a duckweed without roots. When we tested it, Xiao Wu couldn't perform the eighth-level throw. The main reason was that Xiao Wu's strength was too small to bring Teacher Zhao up. But this is different here with Brother Tian.”

"Brother Tian's strength is really strong. I'm afraid that's just the way he is born with divine power." Tang San explained slowly.

Maybe he couldn't stand Han Haotian beating Zhao Wuji all the time, so Dai Mubai said to the master, "Master, do we want to stop him?"

The master shook his head and said, "No, Xiaotian is exploring his own fighting style and controlling his own power, and Teacher Zhao didn't suffer much injuries, they were just superficial injuries."

Song Lan also followed up and said, "Well, you don't have to worry. Although Xiaotian kept beating Lao Zhao, he used his soul power to protect Lao Zhao's body every time before he landed, and he didn't suffer much damage. "

"Master, why can't I feel Xiaotian's soul power consumption?" Suddenly, Song Lan asked in surprise.

"Xiaotian's soul power is much richer and of higher quality than normal people. At the same time, he uses his own soul skills. If he doesn't use soul skills, he will naturally consume less." The master slowly explained.

"That's it." Song Lan nodded subconsciously.

After another 10 minutes passed, Han Haotian finally stopped his attack and stood by the large circular pit in the center of the playground and looked at Zhao Wuji lying inside.

In these 10 minutes, Han Haotian tried all the attack methods and methods he could think of on Zhao Wuji, and it must be said that he gained a lot.

"Teacher Zhao, you feel so comfortable that you don't want to get up yet?" Han Haotian said with a smile, looking at the motionless Zhao Wuji lying at the bottom of the pit.

When Zhao Wuji heard this, he opened his eyes angrily and said, "You are such a useless kid."

"What's wrong with me?" Han Haotian spread his hands and said innocently.

"What did you say? You beat me like this in front of so many people, do you dare to say you didn't mean it?" Zhao Wuji reached out and touched his face gently, with an angry look on his face.

"Teacher Zhao, I didn't do this on purpose. This was all done out of necessity. Aren't I worried that you would resist and beat me up?" Han Haotian explained with a wry smile.

Zhao Wuji sneered when he heard this and said, "A last resort? I could understand why you smashed my head down at the beginning, but then why did you still smash me face down when I let you experiment?"

"Pfft~~! Hahaha!" Han Haotian looked at Zhao Wuji who had a bruised nose and swollen face. He couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.

"Are you still laughing? Do you really think that I, the Soul Saint, dare not deal with you, a stupid boy like you?" Zhao Wuji glared angrily, as if he wanted to teach Han Haotian a lesson.

When he saw that Zhao Wuji was really angry, Han Haotian apologized repeatedly, "Teacher Zhao, I was wrong. I was really wrong. How about I apologize to you?"

"Apologise? Then how are you going to apologize?" Zhao Wuji stopped moving after hearing this and sat directly at the bottom of the pit.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and shouted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Now drive those people away immediately, and ask Oscar to get me a sausage of [-] or [-] pieces."

"Uh." Han Haotian didn't understand for a moment, but then he looked at the people walking behind him and suddenly understood.

"Hey, no onlookers allowed here!" Han Haotian ran two steps and came to the crowd who were approaching the pit and said.

"Why?" Xiao Wu stood in front of Han Haotian with her hands on her hips and asked with some confusion.

"Xiao Wu, I'll tell you later. I really can't show you now." Han Haotian looked at the delicate Xiao Wu, spread his hands and gave her a look.

It's a pity that this stupid girl didn't know whether it was intentional or she really didn't understand. She turned a blind eye and continued to shout, "No, no, we have to watch."

"Xiao Wu, let's all go back first." Tang San understood the meaning in Han Haotian's eyes and held Xiao Wu's arm.

"Yes, you all go back first. How about I treat you to delicious food in a few days, and make sure it's something you haven't eaten before?" Han Haotian breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Tang San pull Xiao Wu back.

Ever since he knew what Zhao Wuji was worried about, he no longer dared to play around. If everyone really saw Zhao Wuji's miserable state, Han Haotian would be in trouble.

"Really? What's delicious?" As soon as she heard about food, Xiao Wu's eyes changed and she immediately looked at Han Haotian eagerly.

"You will know when the time comes. Now you all go back. Today I can decide to let you rest all afternoon. Tomorrow morning I, the instructor, will start giving you special training." After rejecting Xiao Wu's question, Han Haotian said to everyone.

"Also, Xiao Ao, please stay for a while, and the rest can leave first." Han Haotian said, motioning for the others to leave quickly.

Oscar stood there somewhat inexplicably.

The master, Song Lan and other teachers in the distance shook their heads in amusement. Out of their understanding of Zhao Wuji, they already knew what happened.

"Brother Tian, ​​is there anything you want me to do?" Oscar said after everyone left.

"Xiao Ao, get me seventeen or eight sausages now." Han Haotian said to Oscar just after catching Xiao Wu who wanted to sneak over to take a look and handed Tang San away.

When he heard that Han Haotian wanted so many sausages, Oscar was shocked and said, "So many? Brother Tian, ​​are you seriously injured?"

"It's not serious. I'm just a little hungry after a big battle. I want to eat the sausage you made, Xiao Ao. How about it? Can you satisfy this request?" Han Haotian waved his hand and said, but he didn't dare to say that it was Zhao Wuji who wanted it.

"Brother Tian, ​​you have already spoken, so you must be satisfied." After Oscar finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and prepared to recite a spell.

"I have a big sausage~"

"I have a big sausage~"

"........."

When the last sausage was handed over, Oscar breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then his body trembled slightly and was about to fall to the ground.

"Okay, Xiao Ao, go back and restore your soul power." Han Haotian said slowly, looking at Oscar's exhausted look.

"Okay, then I'll leave." Oscar didn't refuse, he replied and turned around and left.

Giving out eighteen sausages at once, even though they were only the first soul skills, still consumed a lot of money on him. After all, his soul power was only level 31.

After watching Oscar leave, Han Haotian quickly ran to the pit with the sausage in his hand, and Zhao Wuji had been waiting for a long time.

Taking the sausage handed over by Han Haotian, he couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.

He looked embarrassed as he had not eaten for many days, and Han Haotian was really worried that he would choke.

However, this also proves that Zao Wou-Ki really values ​​his own image. Although he is short, ugly, and single, this does not prevent him from always caring about his own image.