Douluo: I robbed Tang San of his chance

"I will keep my hand. Rules are rules and I can't break them. As long as I stick to a stick of incense in my hand, these five people can advance. If they fail, there will be nothing to say."

Zhao Wuji pushed Dai Mubai away, his body shook, and the 6-year soul ring instantly merged into his body.

"The sixth soul skill, giant bear rage!"

This is Zhao Wuji's sixth soul skill. It can not only improve his strength and defense, but also increase his speed several times.

"Damn it, this guy doesn't know how to give in!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth, facing a strong man of this level, he was indeed no match.

Even if Zhao Wuji lowered his own strength, he could suffer a disastrous defeat.

"Breakthrough!"

The two collided again. At this moment, with the help of the sixth soul skill, Zhao Wuji's strength greatly increased. His right palm turned into a fist, and a punch hit Qin Feng's chest heavily.

With a puff.

Qin Feng's body flew back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhao Wuji was not having a good time at this time. Just now, when Qin Feng took action, he suddenly injected murderous intent into his body and froze his body organs, making Zhao Wuji feel endless coldness emanating from his body.

There is a kind of pain that is worse than death.

Zhao Wuji was half kneeling on the ground, his face was pale and colorless, and he roared in pain. Suddenly a bear roar sounded, and Zhao Wuji's body grew bigger in the wind. In a few seconds, it became extremely huge, and the aura on his whole body was even more intense. Became extremely scary.

"Martial Soul True Body... Teacher Zhao actually released his own Martial Soul True Body!"

Qin Feng's eyes darkened and he fainted.

"elder brother!"

Xiao Wu hurriedly ran over and helped Qin Feng up. Her eyes were moist. When she saw that it was just overexhaustion of soul power that caused her coma, she silently breathed a sigh of relief.

With the help of the martial soul avatar, Zhao Wuji successfully eliminated all the murderous aura from his body.

"I didn't expect this murderous aura to be so terrifying. I was forced to use my martial soul true form. My majestic King Fudou Ming was actually forced to this point by a junior. Where did he come from?"

At this moment, a stick of incense burned out, and everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

They did not expect that Zhao Wuji would actually display his martial soul true form under Qin Feng's offensive.

Zhao Wuji's face was heavy, even though his voice was obviously trembling, he never dreamed that he, a mighty Fighting Soul Saint, would lose to a Soul Lord.

Although Zhao Wuji did not use all his power, even so, it was impossible for a soul master to defeat him.

If this matter were to be revealed, how could the words "Fudo Myoyo" be revealed?

Dai Mubai hurriedly ran to Zhao Wuji's side and helped him up.

"Teacher Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Wuji waved his hand: "It's okay, it's unprecedented for a soul master to push me to this point."

"Mubai, take them to rest. This test has passed."

Dai Mubai nodded, "I understand, Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Wuji glanced at the damaged buildings around him and felt a headache. He didn't know how much it would cost to repair.

If the boss knows, he must not kill himself.

Under the leadership of Dai Mubai, everyone came to the dormitory. The dormitories in the Intermediate Soul Master Academy are separated, usually one person per room. In this case, privacy will be protected and so on.

Xiao Wu gently placed Qin Feng on the bed and looked at Qin Feng who fell into a coma with a distressed expression.

"Brother, you are really stupid."

...............

at dusk.

Zhao Wuji was sitting in the office, and his mind couldn't help but think of the battle that happened today.

"Sword... murderous aura, what kind of martial spirit is this?"

Just as he was puzzled, a cold breath caused the temperature in the room to drop several times rapidly.

Zhao Wuji stood up abruptly and stared coldly around him.

"Zhao Wou-ki, come out!"

A strong and powerful voice came from the forest not far away. Zhao Wuji frowned and rushed out without thinking, running straight into the depths of the forest.

After arriving at a flat place, Zhao Wuji stopped and said coldly: "I'm here, why don't you come out quickly!"

"I'm very excited to meet Fudo Myoto in this small Shrek Academy. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time, and I want to compete with you."

Zhao Wuji turned around, looked at a middle-aged man wearing a silver robe, and frowned, "Who are you!"

The man slowly walked down from the void, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded.

The gorgeous soul ring was also released at this moment.

Black black black black black black black red!

Yahei!One red!

The moment the terrifying nine soul rings appeared, the entire forest seemed to be banned. All small creatures lay on the ground, and even the leaves were banned at this moment.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened and he wiped his eyes hastily, only then did he realize that what he saw was actually real.

"Title...Douluo...eight black and one red!"

Zhao Wuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes filled with fear.

The man slowly took a step forward, waved his right hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

"Senior... I don't know which senior is here, so don't make this joke with the juniors."

Zhao Wuji was sweating profusely, and even his breathing began to become a little short.

This powerful Wia made this Soul Saint feel unprecedented fear in his life.

"During the day, wouldn't it be nice to bully those kids? I found that bullying people does feel good."

"Just let me bully you. Of course, you can also think that I am... bullying."

The man sneered, and just when he was about to take action, he turned his head and looked in another direction, "Now that you're here, come out. What does it matter between one and two?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man flew over from a short distance and landed slowly beside Zhao Wuji.

This person is none other than the dean of Shrek Academy, Flanders.

"Level 78, agility system fighting spirit saint, martial spirit four-eyed cat eagle, worthy of being the main battler of the golden iron triangle back then, Shrek Academy is yours, right?"

"Junior... Flanders, I would like to pay my respects to Mr. Chen Longmian."

"Ah! Chen... Chen Longmian!"

Chenlong said calmly: "No need to be polite, I'm here to cause trouble."

Flanders said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I don't know where Zhao Wuji has offended you. Can you give me some sympathy?"

"Go away!"

A loud roar exploded here, and Flanders felt his martial soul shake, and the soul ring on his body trembled at a distance, as if it would all be broken in the next second.

Flanders looked heavy and sweat was pouring down his face.

"Zhao Wuji, I can give you a chance. I don't need martial arts. As long as you can hold on to a stick of incense in my hand, I will let you go. Otherwise... you need to help me hide this secret. .”