Douluo V: Starting from Joining the Spirit Hall

Dai Mubai said, "I'll take you directly to the fourth level."

Amid everyone's surprise, Dai Mubai turned around and walked towards the teacher at the second level. His voice was low and firm, as if it had some kind of magic power that made people irresistible. He chatted with the teacher for a few words. The teacher was confused at first, then his eyes gradually became clear, and finally nodded, indicating that the five of them could pass.

This scene immediately caused a commotion among the surrounding crowd. Some people muttered dissatisfiedly, why can they skip the previous levels without following the rules? Some people have jealousy in their eyes. They have worked so hard to get through each level, but these people can pass so easily. Others looked at Dai Mubai curiously, wondering what was so special about him that allowed the teacher to let him go so easily.

Those people's doubts were soon answered, and they saw that Tang San Xiaowu's soul power had reached level 29.

The power of Bai Chen, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and the others directly exploded the crystals being tested. Even Bai Chen himself did not expect that the soul power of the three of them had reached level 31 with only one soul ring missing.

A burly man stood tall and tall. He was Zhao Wuji, the former Fudo Ming King and now the Soul Sage.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and his muscles were as hard as stone, giving him an unshakable feeling. He stood there like a mountain, intimidating.

Dai Mubai stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Teacher Zhao, let's challenge the last level."

Zhao Wuji's figure looked particularly huge in front of everyone, like a real wild bear, which made people feel awe. His eyes shone with a sharp light, as if he could see into people's hearts. His voice was low and powerful, like a roar coming from the abyss: "Are you the Shrek Seven Monsters? I heard that you want to challenge me directly?"

Bai Chen stood among the crowd, his eyes not showing too much nervousness. He took a deep breath and then exhaled it slowly, as if adjusting his mentality. He knew that when facing a soul saint like Zhao Wuji, he could only exert his greatest strength by staying calm.

With the same development and the same plot, the two of them soon got to know each other.

Suddenly, Bai Chen broke the silence. His voice was clear and firm, as if it had an irresistible force: "Is it possible to use any method as long as it lasts for a stick of incense in the hands of Teacher Zhao Wuji?"

His words were like pebbles thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar immediately. The crowd around him stared at the young man in disbelief. Their eyes were full of confusion and surprise, as if they were asking: "Is he crazy? He actually wants to use any method to fight against Teacher Zao Wou-Ki?"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Of course, but I want to remind you that Teacher Zhao is a Soul Saint, and any bells and whistles are useless in the face of absolute strength. "

After Bai Chen finished speaking, the atmosphere instantly became solemn. The evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was like the cunningness of a naughty boy before he was about to play a prank. His eyes shone with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to try the power of the sniper rifle.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, curiosity and doubt intertwined. Zhao Wuji frowned slightly. He naturally heard the confidence and provocation in Bai Chen's words, which made him feel a little interested in this young man.

Bai Chen slowly took out the huge sniper rifle from his back. The gun body shone with a cold metallic luster, as if a beast was about to awaken. He gently touched the gun body, as if communicating with it, feeling its power and temperature.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked at the sniper rifle in Bai Chen's hand, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes. Although they knew about the existence of this thing, they had never seen Bai Chen actually use it, so they were full of curiosity about its power. But Tang San was completely different, his face showed deep surprise.

His eyes were fixed on the sniper rifle, as if he wanted to see through its inner mystery. As a person who traveled through the Tang Sect of Bashu, his sense of danger is far beyond ordinary people. At this moment, he felt a strong sense of crisis enveloped him, as if the power contained in the sniper rifle was enough to threaten his life.

He couldn't help but take a step back, secretly wary in his heart. He clearly knew that this sniper rifle was similar to the hidden weapons he was familiar with, but it was also fundamentally different. He couldn't imagine what kind of shocking power was hidden in such a seemingly ordinary weapon.

Under the attention of everyone, Bai Chen and Tang San stood at the forefront, their eyes were firm and deep, as if they were ready to face the challenge. Dai Mubai took a deep breath, turned to Zhao Wuji and said, "Teacher, they are ready."

Zhao Wuji stood up from his chair. Although his movements were slow, they were full of power. He moved his muscles and bones and made a crackling sound, as if to show his iron-like body to everyone. He glanced at the six people in front of him with burning eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Boys, don't let me down."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, leaving only an afterimage. The next moment, he had appeared in front of Bai Chen, and his fist slammed down with astonishing power. Bai Chen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly raised the sniper rifle in his hand. A bright light spurted out from the muzzle, heading straight towards Zhao Wuji's fist.

Bai Chen planned to take aim carefully, but Zhao Wuji's swift charge disrupted his plan. But this sudden change saved him the trouble of aiming. He quickly adjusted his posture and pointed the sniper rifle steadily at Zhao Wuji.

As the trigger was pulled, a deafening bang echoed across the training ground. The huge sniper rifle seemed to spit out a fire dragon, and the huge bullet cut through the air at an alarming speed, heading straight for Zhao Wuji with destructive power.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. He didn't expect that this young man would really dare to shoot him. However, as a Soul Saint, his reaction speed is also extremely fast. He quickly adjusted his body shape and avoided the fatal bullet at an incredible angle.

Bai Chen's eyes were fixed on Zhao Wuji, and when he saw his dangerous avoidance, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this, but instead targeted Zhao Wuji more intently. He knew that although the blow failed to hit, it made Zhao Wuji deeply fearful of the sniper rifle in his hand.