Douluo's blast also has a way back

"can!"

As Mo Zhu's voice fell, the aura from Bone Douluo's body spurted out. This time it was no longer level [-], but level [-].

The soul power poured into Bone Douluo's fist crazily, and the surrounding space gradually shook with a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye. The surrounding buildings were also shaken slightly by the soul power.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bone Douluo. Although this was not a real battle between titled Douluo, seeing Bone Douluo take action was enough for them to brag about.

Seriously!

Even though they were tens of meters apart, Mo Zhu could still feel the majestic power of Bone Douluo's fist.

Dragon's wrath...five times!

Immediately, a red gradient appeared on Mo Zhu's golden pupils, and his momentum increased to the extreme at this moment.

He once fought against Ma Zhong and Shan Kui alone, and both of them were at their peak level seventy after using Black Lotus to go crazy.

At that time, Mo Zhu, in a state of five times the dragon's anger, relied on his super soul power recovery ability and soul power to kill the two of them.

But it was different now. This was a level [-] attack from the Titled Douluo. It was not comparable to the two pseudo-level [-] attacks. Moreover, even though he had activated five times the dragon's rage, he still felt that his power was not enough to fight with him. Bone Douluo resisted.

It's not easy to pick up this time.

The people watching outside had a look of horror on their faces after seeing Mo Zhu's momentum rising in vain.

But compared to some inexperienced students, the powerful ones present at Soul Saint level and above saw a lot of tricks.

The old orangutan exclaimed, "In terms of momentum, it has actually increased several times. The fluctuation of its soul power has been infinitely close to that of a high-level soul emperor, and it is still so solid. Perfect! So perfect! This is definitely not an ordinary soul skill. !”

Ning Fengzhi also nodded solemnly, his eyes fell on the golden figure, and he became thoughtful.

The shock that Mo Zhu gave him was big enough, but he didn't expect that it wasn't over yet. Is this a genius?

No, we must win over him. This kind of genius must not be taken away by Wuhun Palace.

"Old senior, what do you mean by perfect?" Tang San walked out and asked doubtfully.

Seeing that it was the young master, the old orangutan patiently explained to him, "Most soul masters have soul skills that increase attack power, strength, speed, etc., just like Sect Leader Ning's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. For example, being a low-level soul master With the blessing of soul skills, the king will have abilities comparable to high-level soul kings in a short period of time. But improvement is only improvement after all. Whether it is attack power or defense power, it cannot be as solid as a real high-level soul king. .”

The old orangutan pointed at Mo Zhu, "But this kid is different. His power at the moment is actually the same as the Soul Emperor, and his soul power has not been loosened and dispersed at all because of the improvement in strength. It can be said that he is the real Soul Emperor at this moment!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone opened their mouths in surprise and looked at the figure in the square. In addition to surprise, there was envy and admiration in their eyes.

Ning Rongrong looked at the crowd that was gradually gathering around him, and said to Zhu Zhuqing with evil intentions: "After today, Brother Mo will become a celebrity in Shrek Academy, and there will definitely be a lot of beautiful girls who are interested in him. Zhu Qing You have to be more careful."

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned slightly red, but he quickly returned to normal, "He and I are innocent, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Wu suddenly hugged Zhu Zhuqing from behind and said with a smile: "Why are you talking nonsense? During Deng's training, we saw you and that Xue Qinghe going head to head. If it didn't matter, would you do this?"

Zhu Zhuqing held on to his shame and said bravely: "That's because I don't want a man to harass him. What would you think if the third brother or the second brother were abducted by a man?"

Xiao Wu got goosebumps all over her body on the spot, and then said happily: "Fortunately, my brother's sexual orientation is normal, otherwise I would not be able to see anyone."

The same is true for Ning Rongrong. She feels that losing to a woman in love is okay, but losing to a man will make others laugh.

Just as everyone was thinking, someone yelled.

"Moved!"

Immediately, everyone's attention shifted to the two of them, no longer thinking about anything else.

I saw Bone Douluo bowing slightly, his legs in a catapult shape, the light in his eyes shot out in vain, and the powerful soul power soared into the sky.

The next moment, he took a step forward, and the floor beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, but his figure was like a bolt of lightning, carrying a surging force and rushing directly towards Mo Zhu.

When Mo Zhu saw Bone Douluo rushing towards him, golden light floated in his eyes. The golden palm like the claws of a giant dragon clenched suddenly, and the dragon pattern clung to his arm with his consciousness.

The golden soul power surged crazily, and then punched out.

"Dragon Fist!!"

Mo Zhu let out a low roar, and under that fist, the golden soul power seemed to turn into the head of an ancestral dragon. Even the air became distorted while biting.

Boom! ! !

The two figures collided fiercely, and their fists collided without hesitation. Suddenly, a terrible shock wave raged, and cracks spread from the feet of the two people.

Mo Zhu quickly roared, "Dragon's fury...ten times!"

After the collision, Bone Douluo's strength quietly weakened a bit, but Mo Zhu's strength was rapidly increasing. Even Bone Douluo himself didn't react, and he was sent flying several meters away by Mo Zhu's punch, leaving a mark on the ground. Two long scratches on the bottom.

Everyone was stunned by this result, and they could fit an egg into their open mouths.

Bone Douluo stabilized his body and stared at his trembling arms. Just now, he was actually hit several meters away by a junior. This kid must be too perverted.

"Senior...it's me...who wins."

A slightly weak voice came from a distance. Bone Douluo looked up and saw that Mo Zhu's expression was a little pale. He immediately thought that this was the sequelae of the increase. He smiled helplessly: "I said you are really stubborn. Become a What's wrong with my apprentice? It has to be like this."

Mo Zhu shook his head and didn't say much. It would be better to say that he no longer had the strength to speak.

The Dragon Fist with ten times the dragon's wrath has emptied out all the soul power in his body. Now he has truly fulfilled those words - no more, no more, really not a drop left.

But something suddenly occurred to him, and two rays of light radiated from his tired eyes, directed towards Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo, and a sentence came out of his mouth with the power of milking.

"You two, you have to pay for the repair costs of this public building. I don't have the money."

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and then burst into laughter. Ning Fengzhi said: "Don't worry, we will compensate and we won't let you pay a penny."

Then, Ning Fengzhi said: "Okay, the competition is over. Do you want me to wait for you to recover before talking about other things?"

Mo Zhu, who was being supported by Zhu Zhuqing, was enjoying the softness of his large chest muscles. He was a little irritated when he was suddenly disturbed, but he still shook his head and said, "No, it's just that the soul power has been used up. It will recover after a while."

Zhu Zhuqing, who was taken advantage of, stepped on Mo Zhu's foot. After delivering him to Oscar, he did not leave, but kept a safe distance from him.

"Little wild cat, I really didn't mean it just now, believe me." Mo Zhu prayed to understand, how could he, a gentleman, do such obscene things?

"Humph."

Zhu Zhuqing snorted arrogantly and stopped talking to Mo Zhu, but still followed him into Shrek's reception hall.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Zhu Zhuqing, then at his own cabbage. Thinking about the advantage Mo Zhu had just taken, he suddenly understood.

Then he sighed in frustration.

"Dad, why are you sighing?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his cabbage and sighed, "It's nothing. After all, the physical talent advantage can't be compared."

For some reason, in Ning Fengzhi's disappointed and helpless eyes, Ning Rongrong felt that she was being connoted.