Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

You know, the current Su Yi hasn't displayed his seven white soul rings yet, this is the most important question.

Just one move, even if Fudo Myoko is subdued, how strong is his strength...

The elder brother who looked at the flowing water easily "tripped" Zhao Wuji, who is known as the Fudo Ming King.

Xiao Wu explained to her good friend Ning Rongrong with some envy: "Well, nothing is impossible. In fact, I can do it too, but I can't be as light and simple as my brother."

Don't look at how easily Su Yi took the palm of the soul sage, you must know that you will suffer a huge soul power shock just by touching it.

Even if it is carried along the strength, it will still suffer a certain amount of damage. Perhaps only a stronger body and strength can achieve such lightness.

Zao Wou-ki stood up with his brows tightly furrowed, and rubbed his aching right shoulder, "What kind of move is this? Besides, you don't seem to have used any soul skills, right?"

Although he had already reduced his palm strength, the counter-shock on the ground still returned some of his strength.

So much so that a clearly visible palm print appeared directly on the ground.

"It's just a skill of strength, it won't be on the stage, but am I passing the test?" Su Yi said lightly, without explaining too much, and you may not understand what I said.

"If that's the only way, you won't be able to become a teacher at Shrek Academy. Show your full strength. Try to attack me once."

Hearing the words, Zhao Wuji stared at Su Yi thoughtfully, and after pondering for a while, he clenched his fists and took a defensive posture.

"Avatar of the Martial Soul: Vigorous Vajra Bear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of a giant golden bear appeared behind him.

Unimaginable power suddenly swept the surroundings, and the invisible coercion of the soul saint level immediately exerted on everyone's hearts.

The feeling of suffocation and depression caused everyone to look seriously at Teacher Zao Wou-ki and Su Yi who was still smiling calmly.

"Why bother? Bullying people, I usually don't want to do it." Su Yi sighed lightly, seeing that his eyes were determined and did not intend to give up, he could only smile lightly, "If that's the case, then you Stay on defense as much as possible."

With a flash of white light, seven white soul rings suddenly rose.

Seven soul rings of only ten years level were arranged around him in sequence.

"Soul Saint?! And it's seven ten-year soul rings..." Zao Wou-ki marveled again, and at the same time felt that the number of times he was surprised today was more than what he had experienced in the previous decades combined.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who was already beyond the bounds of amazement, immediately held Xiao Wu's hand tightly, his eyes filled with doubts.

When Zao Wou-ki was still amazed, Su Yi came in front of him in an instant without warning or holding back.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted his leg lightly and kicked his muscular bronze arm.

There was a muffled bang, and something flew out through the air.

When Su Yi retracted his legs calmly and easily, Zhao Wou-ki who was standing in front of him had already disappeared.

Some time later, there was a loud noise from the forest a hundred meters away, and at the same time, the flock of birds hiding in the treetops also fled in all directions, for fear of being affected by some unknown danger.

Looking at the smoke and dust rising in the distance, Xiao Wu opened the glass bottle, just poured out a drop of spiritual liquid and swallowed it, "Brother, Mr. Zhao should be fine, right?"

As a drop of green psychic liquid entered her mouth, all the injuries on her body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it weren't for the soiled clothes and messy braids, who would have guessed that she was seriously injured and limping when she walked?

"How can it be as heavy as you just now?" Su Yi smiled lightly.

At this time, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xiao Wu who had completely healed with different expressions.

"Xiao Wu, your injury..."

Facing Xiao Wu, he closed the little green bottle exuding the fragrance of green grass, then wrinkled his lovely willow eyebrows, and tilted his head to explain.

"This? It's my brother's thing. I forgot what it's called... It seems to be called the Eight Treasures Glazed Vase. That's right, it's the name. It feels very similar to the name of your Wuhun Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda... "

"As soon as I have any injuries, my brother will let me drink a drop of this green elixir, and then all the injuries on my body will recover."

In the end, Xiao Wu also dangled the small bottle in front of her eyes, as if showing off something good to a good friend: "Hehehe, even if it is a broken arm or leg, it will recover in a blink of an eye. "

At this moment, with a helpless expression on his face, Su Yi came over and reached out to tap on her head lightly. "Why do you have such a big mouth? Is it okay if you don't know something good? Really."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I forgot, but there shouldn't be any bad guys here, so if I tell my future classmates a little bit, it won't be a problem..." Xiao Wu handed over the glass bottle to Su Yi at the same time while covering her knocked head, and He even defended himself.

Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed when she heard that, I didn't know how to answer what you said, and I didn't say it or I didn't say it.

In the end, she could only stand still and smile awkwardly and politely.

On the other hand, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the innocent and lovely Xiao Wu with a faint smile, with a hint of a smile on his brow.

After a while, the disheveled Zao Wou-ki walked back from a distance, clutching his arms.

At this time, Su Yi looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Mr. Zhao is back, and you just went to complete your assessment."

"En." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zhao Wou-ki who was in a bit of a mess, and nodded calmly.

Judging from the current situation, Mr. Zhao was obviously injured to a certain extent, otherwise he wouldn't have walked back so slowly.

Most likely, Su Yi's kick directly broke his left arm, making him unable to move.

And what Zhao Wuji said next proved her conjecture even more.

"Good boy, our Shrek Academy lacks monsters like you. You really only want to be a teacher instead of a student?" Zhao Wuji folded his arms, not caring about the pain in his arms, and looked at Su Yi vigorously with his eyes as if they were shining.

Just from the power of this kick, he directly judged that he was definitely not Su Yi's opponent.

This is his intuition and the feeling he lives on, and it is the consciousness in battle, realizing the real gap between himself and the enemy.

With his ability to only show this kick, Su Yi must be invincible among the soul saints, and no one is his opponent.

Perhaps only Contras above level [-] can make him really interested.