Douluo: Incarnate as a devil, Xiaosan begged me to stop

Chapter 51 Haotian Douluo

Bibi Qing's expression was not good. Although he got his wish and saw Tang San deflated, the combat power Tang San showed was beyond his imagination.

Even Tang San's personal condition worried Bibi Qing.

Tang San seems to have turned dark?

Whether it was Tang San's cold and unscrupulous expression when he was fighting with Zhao Wuji, or his expression that didn't change at all when he was beaten by Zhao Wuji in the end, it all made Bibi Qing feel a little heavy.

If Tang San remained as calm, calm, gentle and kind as ever, then everything from now on would still be under Bibi Qing's control.

But if Tang San's personal emotions become extreme, then the results of all future events involving Tang San will become uncontrollable, and the development of the situation will even exceed Bibi Qing's expectations.

"Is this how you fight?"

Bibi Qing sneered slightly and glanced at the sky without trace. It seemed that there was something on the dome that was closely watching his every move.

In a place where no one noticed, Bibi Qing's voice disappeared in a flash. He felt a powerful aura coming to Shrek Academy quickly. He still had some time to prepare.

"Xiaoqing, thank you. If I hadn't relied on you today, I would have really suffered."

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged on the bed in the infirmary, with a medicine bag applied to his hand. This palm had been shot by Tang San's poisoned crossbow arrow before, and the poison in the palm still had not been removed.

But even Shao Xin's detoxifying jelly beans and Oscar's detoxifying sausages were ineffective. Now he could only rely on the medicine bag prepared by Bibi Qing for complete detoxification.

However, the meaning of Zhao Wuji's words was not to thank Bibi Qing for providing the medicine bag, but to remind him to release the martial soul's true form and help remove the paralyzing toxin during the thank you assessment.

"No need to say much about such small things. There is something else you and I need to do together later."

Bibi Qing reached out and patted Zhao Wuji on the back, indicating that Brother Xiong didn't need to thank you.

"Xiaoqing, you just say it's okay. Today I can see clearly that you saved my life, Lao Zhao, let alone doing things. Even if you want to rob Soto City's granary with me later, I will never frown, Lao Zhao."

Zhao Wuji, who had not been around for a long time, did not dare to speak freely. If he were the arrogant and unruly person in the past, he might have raised the goal of this robbery to a higher level.

"Why are we grabbing that thing? There's no shortage of food and drink."

Bibi Qing was about to smile bitterly, but suddenly her expression tightened and she looked straight out of the window with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Shut up, here we come."

Zhao Wuji looked suspiciously at the place where Bibi Qing was looking. There was an artificial jungle built outside the medical clinic. The jungle was extremely dark and the trees had shimmering shadows. It was as normal as usual.

But Zao Wuji soon noticed something was wrong. The original sounds of birds and insects disappeared, leaving only the rustling of leaves and grass blown by the breeze.

The whole world is simply extremely peaceful, as quiet as death.

"Zao Wuji."

An extremely eerie voice suddenly broke the dead silence, and the voice suddenly rang in Zhao Wuji's mind like a loud bell.

The expression on Zhao Wuji's face froze for an instant. Even in his perception, he could not sense where the sound came from. It seemed to be directly piercing into his mind from all directions, and it sounded as if it was between his ears. Whispered at the same time.

You know, Zhao Wuji admits that as a level 76 soul saint, even if he is not the top soul master in the entire Douluo Continent, he can still be called an absolutely advanced being.

But now, he couldn't even find the owner of this voice that was like whispering in his ear. Zhao Wuji was almost 100% sure that the strength of this person was definitely not inferior to his.

"Who!"

Zhao Wuji stood up suddenly, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

At this moment, his mind was spinning, and he carefully compared the voice with countless people in his mind, and finally came to the conclusion that he did not recognize this voice, but it would be like his original enemies, and he would probably not let him Better off.

"You come out."

A faint aura was locked on Zhao Wuji's body. This method was even better than Zhao Wuji's fourth soul ring aura locking.

Zhao Wuji looked back at Bibi Qing. After seeing Bibi Qing nodded slightly, he walked through the wall without hesitation and came outside.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's soul power suddenly reached its peak, and he was cautiously on guard while also searching for any movement around him.

Bibi Qing, on the other hand, did not move in the infirmary. The moment Zhao Wuji actually entered the jungle, his figure quietly emerged.

The aura pulled Zhao Wuji around in the jungle several times, and his expression became extremely ferocious, knowing that he had been completely tricked.

Who is Zhao Wuji? In the past, people would respectfully call him the Immovable King. He had countless blood in his hands, and he even fought his way out of the Tiandou Empire's siege.

At this moment, he was so provoked by an unknown opponent, coupled with the anger and sullenness still remaining in the day, he immediately became angry and ignored it.

The powerful Vajra Bear possessed him in an instant, with seven soul rings circling up and down the body, shining with dazzling light, especially the last three black ten-thousand-year soul rings. Even the dark jungle could not hide the uniqueness blooming from the soul rings. brilliance.

"Come out, I know you are here, hiding is not a hero!"

Before Zhao Wuji's voice fell, he saw a black figure slowly strolling out from behind a big tree. This person was dressed in black, and even his face was hidden in a black hood. From the appearance, he could only The person was judged to be a tall man.

"Who are you!"

Zhao Wuji said coldly, and the flow of soul power throughout his body quietly accelerated.

Although the opponent did not release his martial spirit, the pressure on Zhao Wuji was even greater than when he faced Bibi Qing with all eight rings open!

Zhao Wuji's whole body was releasing a wild aura, and his first soul skill, the Immovable King, was shining quietly, obviously preparing for a sneak attack.

But the man in black did not directly answer Zhao Wuji's words. Instead, he looked in the direction of a high place behind Zhao Wuji, where a figure was standing quietly.

"Unexpectedly, in this small Shrek Academy, we can actually see the famous Fudo Myoyo and the Flying Horn of the Golden Iron Triangle at the same time. It's interesting. Why, don't you want to come down and talk about old times with me?"

The man in black said the most domineering words in a casual tone, as if what he was making was not a request but an order.

The shadow of the tree swayed and the figure flickered. There was another person beside Zhao Wuji. Seeing this person, the expression on Zhao Wuji's face immediately relaxed a little.

"Boss, this person..."

The visitor was none other than Flanders. Flanders waved his hand to Zhao Wuji, signaling him not to say anything.

"Excuse me, sir, why do you come to Shrek Academy today?"

"You can't talk about being expensive."

The man in black flicked his wrist, and the domineering aura he released from his movements made Flanders and Zhao Wuji's eyelids jump.

"I came here today just to have a discussion with you. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. I feel uncomfortable."

(End of this chapter)