People in Douluo, transformed into soul beasts

In the open space inside Shrek.

Zhao Wuji did not dare to be careless at all. Zhu Zhuqing's black soul ring was the biggest deterrent, making him not dare to underestimate Zhu Zhuqing.

After Zhao Wuji was possessed by the diamond bear, the third soul ring lit up, and gravity was exerted around him, suppressing Zhu Zhuqing's speed.

He saw that Zhu Zhuqing's martial spirit was good at speed, and he happened to be of the strong attack type who was not afraid of the agility attack type.

Ordinary power attacks will be restrained by a fast soul master. He can rely on this gravity move to make the opponent sink into a quagmire, and each step will consume more soul power.

However, to deal with a soul sect, he had to use soul skills first, which made him feel embarrassed, but if he was defeated by a student, he would feel even more embarrassed.

Zhu Zhuqing's third soul ring lit up, and she slowly gathered dark elements to increase her speed. The area within one meter of her body was almost dim. She intertwined her sharp claws and took the lead in attacking.

"As expected, it is an agility attack type, but its speed is not enough."

Zhao Wuji observed the trajectory of Zhu Zhuqing's attack. As long as he caught the opportunity to take action, he could quickly establish a victory, even without using the ten thousand year soul ring.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed, it was not that she didn't want to attack, but every time the thought came up, Zhao Wuji had already discovered its intention, and if he attacked, he would just admit defeat.

"In that case..." Zhu Zhuqing's heart moved, and he walked around Zhao Wuji's periphery, getting faster and faster, until he was about to become a black cage.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji increased his soul power, and the surrounding gravity increased by a notch. Zhu Zhuqing immediately felt a little strenuous, and sighed secretly, knowing that the gap between himself and Soul Saint was like a chasm.

Zhu Zhuqing maintained his speed and slowed down slowly, reaching about [-]% of the full speed. He could barely avoid Zhao Wuji's grasp. The fourth soul ring on his body lit up, and the lively cat tail behind him shrank and huddled together.

Nine figures jumped out of thin air, almost identical in appearance to Zhu Zhuqing, and moved quickly to surround Zhao Wuji.

The clone showed the same cat claws and stared at Zhao Wuji's vitals, making him smile bitterly. He was not sure of stopping them all, but fortunately he had thick skin and good defense.

The sound was like sharp claws scratching metal, sharp and harsh, but only left white marks, and quickly returned to its original color.

"It seems that there is no way to break the defense without using the external soul bone, or it may only expose the power of death." Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but look at Lu Ze.

Zao Wuji seized this moment and said, "I found you!" He has been looking for a real body that is different from other clones.

Lu Ze nodded to Zhu Zhuqing. Since she wanted to use it, he would not stop her. As long as it was kept secret and not used outside, he believed that the teachers at the college would not spread the word.

Zhu Zhuqing was certain in his heart that the attack power of his life attribute was indeed insufficient. He dodged Zhao Wuji's golden fist, leaving a small crater on the ground.

The power of death was attached to her cat's claws, and so were the clones. However, Zhu Zhuqing's main body did not attack in the morning and began to concentrate on controlling several clones.

Under the control of Zhu Zhuqing, the nine clones were fearless and fearless. The power of death under the sharp claws continued to remain on Zhao Wuji. After being punched several times, his life force was consumed and replenished, but his soul power level did not drop.

Zhao Wuji was in a hurry for a while, focusing on one thing and not the other, which made him feel angry, "That's enough! Leave me alone!"

His fourth soul ring lit up, his Vajra body became even stronger, the color turned darker, and Zhu Zhuqing's clone couldn't even leave a white mark.

Immediately after his fifth soul ring lit up, Zhu Zhuqing did not dare to experience the soul saint's use of ten thousand year soul skills. His heart moved, and the nine clones detonated one after another, emitting countless gray smoke.

"Evil Soul Master!?"

Zhao Wuji was shocked. He didn't know how Lu Ze got involved with such a soul master. He didn't dare to be careless and went all out. His soul power turned into a strong wind and blew away the smoke of death. He wasted nearly [-]% of his soul power in excitement. His ferocity was aroused, his eyes turned red, and his already thick arms swelled even more after being possessed by the martial spirit.

He jumped towards Zhu Zhuqing through the smoke and dust, and his ferocious expression made it obvious at a glance that he was going to destroy the flower with ruthless hands.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't consume much soul power, but he couldn't avoid the Soul Saint's full burst. What's more, the distance between the two was so close that it was difficult to increase his speed and dodge in a short period of time.

Fortunately, my friend Lu Ze was watching.

"Teacher Zhao, you have a really bad temper."

Without even looking at Lu Ze's movements, Zhao Wuji suddenly froze. His nearly three-meter-tall figure was like a mosquito in amber, and he couldn't even think of moving.

Zhao Wuji was horrified. He had rarely experienced the feeling of life and death being controlled by human hands. It was really terrible!

Lu Ze silently understood the feeling just now. This move is a soul skill that he used by combining his two talents of time and space. It can temporarily immobilize others and consumes a lot of money.

Because it is easier to succeed when you maintain a calm mind when performing this trick, it was called the Meditation Seal by Lu Ze.

Unfortunately, it consumes too much, the preparation time is too long, and it is difficult to maintain a calm mind during the battle. Various shortcomings mean that this trick can only be used in normal times temporarily, and there is no way to participate in the battle.

Unless someone is unprepared for a sneak attack, it is better to teleport to the opponent and shoot him, which may have a higher success rate.

The confinement was gone, the anger in Zhao Wuji's heart was gone, and he was much calmer. He looked at Lu Ze with doubts and confusion.

"Are you...really Lu Ze?" He suspected that a titled Douluo was teasing him.

"And her, what's going on? Such a strong power of death." Zhao Wuji pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, his expression still a little wary.

Lu Ze generally accepted it, but if he really couldn't explain it, he just brushed it off and let Zhu Zhuqing take back his death power, while Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and took back his body-protecting soul power.

What could Zhao Wuji do? Although he was still dubious in his heart, he could only nod in agreement.

I can’t beat you again and again, so of course I believe it!

"This is a big hole. Are you competing with Lu Ze, Teacher Zhao? Why don't you wait for us to come over and have a look? Let the new students have a look."

It was Dai Mubai who came back, followed by a man and two women, Tang San Xiaowu and Ning Rongrong.

Zhao Wuji snorted and didn't answer. He couldn't say that he almost overturned the car and was subdued directly.

On the other hand, Dai Mubai was a little confused. He looked at Lu Ze and suddenly realized that maybe Lu Ze had frustrated Teacher Zhao.

I have to say, his guess was very close.

Zhao Wuji looked at the three freshmen, and his mood improved a bit. This was the largest number of people in their college since the establishment of the college, although there were a few freaks.

He thought in his mind: Logically speaking, the three great soul masters could just compete with Dai Mubai, the soul master, and the fighting power between the two sides would be relatively fair.

But who made him feel bad.

"Mubai, leave the third level to me. You go and watch while I play with these three little guys."

Dai Mubai heard this and wanted to refute, but under Zhao Wuji's fierce eyes, he couldn't help but retreat, pulling Tang San and the others to mutter.

"You're in trouble. Teacher Zhao must have suffered a loss from Lu Ze. Maybe he wants to take it out on you."

Ning Rongrong was not afraid after hearing this, but was eager to give it a try. Didn't she leave the sect just because she wanted to experience this exciting and unknown life?

Then he said: "That Lu Ze is also a student of yours. That Teacher Zhao suffered a loss at the hands of the students, so he is not very powerful."

Of course, Zhao Wuji could hear it, and he felt unhappy. He decided to focus on greeting this girl for a while, keeping his face quiet, folding his hands across his chest, and looking like a strict teacher.

Tang San Xiaowu didn't think how far Lu Ze could improve in three years. After all, the higher the cultivation level, the slower and slower the soul power cultivation. He was a great soul sect.

Three years is too fast.

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly, and lowered his tall upper body slightly: "Lu Ze cannot be treated with common sense. His martial spirit is special, and Teacher Zhao is also our deputy dean. His cultivation is level 76 Soul Saint, martial spirit Vajra Bear."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Rongrong with pity. With Zhao Wuji's character, he would definitely greet him with this pretty face.

Dai Mubai secretly thought it was a pity and couldn't help but look at it a few more times. It would be a few days before he saw it again.

Ning Rongrong felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. She hid behind Xiao Wu, whom she had just met, and could hardly maintain her disguised cute expression.

She thought it would be hard to have this pervert, let's see how she dealt with him in the future.

Dai Mubai didn't know that people should not be judged by their appearance, and the beauty wanted to bring bad luck to him, so he continued: "So Lu Ze cannot be used as a reference. You have to rely on your own strength."

Tang San, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. After all, they were awakening martial arts together. Lu Ze brought him a lot of pressure, and of course it could also be seen as a spur.

"Let's introduce our martial arts so that we can understand each other's abilities so that we can coordinate better later."

Ning Rongrong had no objection, and Xiao Wu listened to Tang San, so they each introduced their martial soul skills and formulated tactics.

Zhao Wuji closed his hearing and had no intention of taking advantage of a few juniors.

Lu Ze took out two seats and placed them on the ground. "Take a rest and see how they perform."

Zhu Zhuqing sat down as he was told, slowly recovering his soul power and reflecting on his shortcomings in the battle just now.

Tang San quickly completed the discussion. Their tactics were very simple. Xiao Wu was responsible for the close-quarters jujitsu containment, Tang San's blue silver grass assisted control, and Ning Rongrong was responsible for blessing the status and increasing the strength and soul power of the three.

The battle begins!

Xiao Wu was the first to attack, wrapping her strong legs around Zhao Wuji, using her first soul skill, the waist bow, but it didn't move at all.

Zhao Wuji led Xiao Wu and rushed towards Ning Rongrong. Even though he was dealing with a few juniors, he had to prioritize the owners of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Spirit. This was also part of the course.

He grabbed Xiao Wu with his arm and tried to pull it off, but before he could exert any force, bluesilver grass suddenly grew under his body. The tough bluesilver grass wrapped around Zhao Wuji's hands and feet, and the toxins tried to invade his skin, but they didn't. No progress.

Xiao Wu took advantage of the situation and struggled, Tang San's second soul ring lit up, and countless blue silver grass seeds fell down, parasitizing Zhao Wuji's body, absorbing soul power and in turn entangling him.

"The juniors today are really interesting."

It doesn't matter what he said, Zhao Wuji's eyes met Xiao Wu's and he saw a pair of pink eyes: charming pupils.

Zhao Wuji didn't know whether he was angry or appreciative, he closed his eyes, "It's really a surprise to me that he still has spiritual skills."

He suddenly opened his eyes, Xiao Wu's soul skill failed and was counterattacked, his face was pale, and a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ning Rongrong was also captured by Zhao Wuji at this time, and Tang San had lost two men.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he caught the weak and unconscious Xiao Wu.

Seeing his crazy look, Zhao Wuji rarely explained, "She just had a backlash from her soul skills. She can just rest for two days."

Tang San looked at the incense that was less than half burned, and proposed a duel with Zhao Wuji.

After asking Ning Rongrong for his opinion, Zhao Wuji agreed.

Lu Ze, who was watching the battle, touched his chin to cover up the corners of his mouth. This time, Old Zhao was in dire straits. He would be given a special training by Tang Hao that night.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Lu Ze and felt that he seemed happy. He turned to look at Xiao Wu who was unconscious. Thinking of his former self, he couldn't help but feel envious. Fortunately, he still had Lu Ze.

Dai Mubai put on a stick of incense, lit it and announced the start of the battle. He also wanted to see what other trump cards Tang San had to give him the confidence to fight the Soul Saint. Even if it was delayed, it was not that simple.

"Come on boy."

A flash of appreciation flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, but he would not show mercy.

After all, Tang San's martial spirit was not the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

And thinking that I seemed to be despised, I became more serious.

Xiao Wu's pale face flashed through Tang San's mind. While secretly hating his own powerlessness, he wanted to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson.

Thinking about it, he tightened his belt. On a bright moonlit night, 24 one-cubic spaces were filled with hidden weapons he had built over the years.

And his newly acquired Dragon Beard Needle.

Tang San kept wiping his hands across the 24th Bridge on a moonlit night, and took out hidden weapons made of fine iron. Most of them had toxins on their surfaces, as well as the venom of Lu Ze's thousand-year soul beast.

His hands have turned into jade, and the black jade hands are constantly firing hidden weapons using Tang Sect techniques, and his feet are walking like ghosts and shadows, like slippery loaches.

The hidden weapons kept firing at Zhao Wuji's eyes, armpits and other vital points, but only the sound of metal collision was heard. Tang San could only dodge left and right to delay.

The cumbersome Zhao Wuji had no way of touching Tang San. Seeing the incense of timing burning faster and faster, he felt impatient, especially after suffering losses under Zhu Zhuqing, and he didn't care that Tang San was a great spirit master.

The third spirit ring was released, gravity pressed down on Tang San invisible, his speed slowed down, and he held the Dragon Beard Needle in his hand.

"Watch where you hide, kid, you have to practice more!"

Zhao Wuji's bear palm came, and he was about to suppress Tang San with one palm.

Lu Ze looked more carefully. Although he had the Tang Sect's secret book, he had never practiced it himself. Tang San had been practicing since he was a child, so he could set an example for him.

Tang San's eyes lit up, and Zhao Wuji subconsciously avoided it. Then he realized that he had been deceived. Just as he was about to continue his attack, Tang San had already taken action.

"Hmph, you little toy has no use for me..."

Zhao Wuji screamed, his body-protecting soul power was easily penetrated, and the dragon's beard needles knotted his flesh and blood in his body, causing this man who was not even afraid of death to scream in pain in front of the students.

But being distracted, his palm had no time to retract its strength, and even lost control and even increased its size, pressing hard on Tang San's chest.

Tang San was knocked out and landed on the ground. He rolled a few times to relieve his strength, but blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was almost the same as Xiao Wu.

"Teacher Zhao, what's wrong with you!"

Except for Lu Ze, everyone present was surprised by Tang San's performance, especially Zhu Zhuqing. Thinking that Tang San's cultivation level was so much lower than his own, but he could still achieve this level, his mood was a little complicated for a moment.

Tang San was not unconscious, and slowly stood up and asked: "Have we passed the third level?"

The incense has burned out.

Zhao Wuji held back the pain. He didn't expect that he would be so unlucky today, so he said angrily: "Passed, everything passed."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to take out the dragon's beard needle for Zhao Wuji. This required special techniques, otherwise it would have to be dug out along with the flesh and blood.

Lu Ze looked at Tang San's movements and suddenly heard that his Dragon Beard Needle was still under the Dark Devilgod Tiger's fur, maybe it had been washed away by the rain at this time.

He shook his head and didn't take it seriously.

Oscar happened to be selling sausages and gave them healing and detoxifying sausages to restore their soul power.

Several people sent them to rest respectively. Zhu Zhuqing followed Ning Rongrong to the girls' dormitory, and Lu Ze also returned to his long-lost bed.