Douluo: I, Zhu Zhuqing, want to kill God!

Flanders was confused by what Zhao Wuji said.

Do you know what you are talking about?

That's a Titled Douluo!The person who stands at the top of the entire Douluo Continent!You actually compare Titled Douluo to pebbles that can be seen everywhere?

"Old Zhao, do you know what you are talking about? Are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about?" Flanders said angrily: "If you don't want to help, just don't help. Why bother to talk about fancy things?" I?"

Zao Wou-Ki: "..."

Prevaricate you?If I have some free time, wouldn’t it be nice to practice it?

His good intentions were treated as a fool's errand, and Zhao Wuji didn't bother to continue to remind him. He snorted coldly, turned around and went back to his room.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's disappearing back, Flanders sighed, shook his head and muttered: "It seems there is really something wrong with my brain! Let Lao Shao help me take a look..."

After leaving Shrek Academy, Zhu Zhuqing went straight to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

On the surface, the Great Soul Fighting Arena is divided into three types of soul fighting methods: single, double, and group. No matter which type of soul fighting method wins, the points will be counted towards the single player soul fighting badge.

Points are settled every month, so Zhu Zhuqing has to stay in the Great Soul Fighting Arena for a full month.

If you want to get the Silver Fighting Soul Badge as quickly as possible, you need to win consecutively. In order to ensure that you can get the Silver Fighting Soul Badge 100%, Zhu Zhuqing decided to participate in three fighting methods.

Zhu Zhuqing alone is enough, and it is not difficult for pairs and groups.

Raising his hand and snapping his fingers, the shadow behind him rippled, and then six figures walked out of the darkness behind him.

The sea of ​​blood drifts. The shadow clone.

"We all look the same, even the martial arts are the same. Will the Great Soul Fighting Arena register us?" No. [-] touched his chest and exhaled softly.

"Just put on the mask." Zhu Zhuqing took out a mask from nowhere. The workmanship was quite exquisite, pure black, with several red Higan flowers engraved on it.

As for the fact that the martial spirits are exactly the same, Zhu Zhuqing doesn't care about this.

It is not uncommon for a family to have martial arts spirits.

"Martial spirit, name, level." The front desk clerk kept his hands on the keyboard, typing away without raising his head.

After each reported their martial spirit, name, and level, the front desk clerk looked up in surprise, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Help the seven of us create a group spirit fight." No. [-] impatiently tapped the table with his hand, waking the front desk clerk from his doubts.

"Wait...wait a moment." The waiter shuddered subconsciously, and No. [-]'s eyes were really fierce.

"Please enter the name of the group fighting spirit." The waiter made a gesture of invitation.

"Shuguang." Zhu Zhuqing spoke with final word.

Why, do you still want to have a fight with yourself?

"Please take it." An Iron Fighting Soul Badge was placed on the table.

The group fighting spirit badge is almost the same as the single fighting spirit badge, except that it is engraved with the information of the entire team.

Captain: Zhu Zhuqing

Wuhun: Hell Messenger

Rating: 41

Soul ring: purple, purple, black and black

Team members: ...

Except for the different names, the martial souls, levels, and soul ring configurations are all the same, which is called neatness.

"You guys can play." After waving his hand, Zhu Zhuqing walked towards the single-person soul fighting stage. The host had just called her name, No. 688 Soul Fighting Stage.

The clones dispersed, some signed up for a single fight, some formed a double fight, and some went directly to the audience stand.

Her opponent was a level 49 soul sect with an iron-horned ox and a white, yellow, yellow and purple soul ring configuration, with a winning streak of seven consecutive victories.

Hold your hands in fists, place your left hand behind your back, and spread your right hand. "please."

The Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master who originally planned to say harsh words suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said angrily: "Don't think I will be merciful if you do this!"

Four white, yellow, yellow and purple soul rings appeared one after another, and a strong bull appeared behind the strong man, with a pair of sharp horns emitting a cold light.

The lazy black eyes became serious, and the four purple and black soul rings appeared one by one. A faint black mist escaped from the body, and the whites of his eyes were swallowed up by black. Amidst the cheers of the audience, the rich black covered the entire soul fighting stage. .

nightfall.

In order to hone himself better, Zhu Zhuqing suppressed the power in his body to a level lower than that of the Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master, and even made some adjustments to the night curtain. It was impossible to see what was going on inside from the outside, but the vision inside was Nothing stands in the way.

After the somewhat disgusting man's sight was cut off, Zhu Zhuqing raised his hand towards the Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master, indicating that the game could begin.

The Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master didn't know why Zhu Zhuqing wasted his time doing this, but he didn't say anything because he felt that his seven-game winning streak might be cut short.

The competition between level 49 and level 41 was originally thought to be a battle that was guaranteed to win, but now it seems that he was naive.

"Mo! The number one soul skill, rough skin and thick flesh!" He stepped on his feet and let out a low roar, and the white soul ring surrounding his body lit up.

The light emitted by the white soul ring formed a thick cuticle, and the already strong body became even stronger after being possessed by the martial soul.

30 meters away, Zhu Zhuqing had already rushed out when he saw the Iron Horned Bull soul master releasing his soul skill. On the way, Zhu Zhuqing's first soul skill also slowly lit up, and a faint floral fragrance floated out in the air.

The first soul skill, Hell. The fragrance of the other side.

The weakening ability and the hallucinogenic ability were released at the same time. The iron horned bull spirit master felt his head sink, and he seemed to vaguely see his father chasing him with an iron rod and beating him.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, the pain irritated the nerves, and his eyes filled with tears because of the pain. Seeing Zhu Zhuqing approaching, the second soul ring on the iron horned bull soul master's body lit up directly, and he raised his left foot and stepped hard on the ground. .

"The second soul skill, trample!"

A layer of earth-yellow ripples spread out in all directions, centered on Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master's left foot. When Zhu Zhuqing's body came into contact with the layer of earth-yellow ripples, an uncontrollable force came from the ground, and his body became weightless for a moment.

Seeing the right moment, the fourth soul ring on Iron Horned Ox Soul Master's body lit up directly.

"The fourth soul skill, Iron Horn Charge!"

The upper body leaned forward, and the horns that appeared after the martial soul possessed him rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing, and the third soul skill also flashed on the way.

"The third soul skill, surge!"

One ring after another, it can be said that he has rich combat experience. Unfortunately, he met Zhu Zhuqing who survived the life and death battle of the soul beast.

At the moment when he felt the weightlessness of his body, the second soul ring on Zhu Zhuqing's body had already lit up. He spread his hands to both sides and put his five fingers together like a blade to slash at the Iron Horned Ox Soul Master who was close at hand.

The second soul skill, Hell. Shadow Slash!

His hands came into contact with the Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master's horns. In just an instant, the pair of horns on the Iron Horned Ox Spirit Master's head was chopped off by Zhu Zhuqing.

A knee strike hit the iron horned bull soul master hard on the head. His head was stunned, his neck hurt, and he returned to where he came from.

"Concession." After a salute, the night curtain was removed directly.

The iron-horned bull soul master covered his head and got up from the ground. The place he held his head was exactly where the two horns were broken. It hurt a little but it was not a problem. It would take more than ten minutes to recover before he could fight again.

"You are very strong, I will admit defeat!" He was not a person who could not afford to lose. After giving Zhu Zhuqing a poor etiquette, he walked off the stage.