Douluo's Saint Demon and Evil Lord

When Zhang He came to Hong Wu with a golden fist, looking at the fist so close, Hong Wu quickly stretched out his hands, grabbed Zhang He's right fist, took a step back with his left leg, stretched out his right leg, and placed it on Zhang He At the legs, if he pulls back, Zhang He will fall down.

Zhang He was obviously a little panicked. Did he not expect that he would be terminated at the beginning? He quickly opened his fourth soul ring. With a flash of golden light, Zhang He escaped from Hong Wu's hands and jumped five meters away.

"What do you think? Do you still think the skills are useless?" Hong Wu raised his fingers towards Zhang He with a playful look on his face.

"Humph, that was just me being careless. I'm going to be serious this time." Although Zhang He's words revealed dissatisfaction, his face was already filled with a solemn look.

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Zhang He’s first soul skill: Wrath of the Holy Ape

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A layer of golden light surrounded his body, and his clear eyes were replaced by red. Zhang He's muscles expanded, his attack speed increased by 100%, and his attack power increased by [-]%.

Zhang He roared angrily, and swatted at Hong Wu with his phantom hands, causing bursts of sonic booms.

Hong Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thoughts in his brain were surging, calculating how to deal with it every time to get the best effect.

When Zhang He's palm was less than ten centimeters away from Hong Wu's head, Hong Wu reached out with both hands again. He grabbed Zhang He's elbow with his left hand and his knuckle with his right hand. He turned around and ran into his arms. With a little force, Zhang He's center of gravity He lost it again, fell out, and fell heavily to the ground like a dog.

Hong Wu did not step forward to hit me, but just stood aside and mocked: "Now do you still think that skills are worthless? The power you believe in allowed you to miss me twice and even fell into pieces."

Zhang He sat up from the ground, with a depressed look on his face, and said with some refusal to admit defeat: "That's because you are stronger than me, so you can avoid my attack. If you are at the same level, you will definitely not be able to beat me."

When Hong Wu heard what he said, he scratched his head helplessly, stepped forward and patted Zhang He on the shoulder, saying, "Even if my level is higher than yours, I don't use my soul power. I just rely on my physical instinct." I beat you”

When Zhang He heard Hong Wu's words, he lowered his head in distress and remained there alone in silence.

Seeing this, Hong Wu also wanted to teach him, but he couldn't bear that he was in such a slump. Just when he was about to open his mouth to enlighten him, he heard what Zhang He said.

"You are so powerful, why don't you accept me as your disciple?" Zhang He raised his head and looked at Hong Wu with hope.

"You still don't meet my criteria for accepting a disciple." After listening to what he said, Hong Wu thought for a moment. Zhang He can be said to be a martial arts prodigy with a good body and a very good talent. He is also born with a simple mind and is very suitable for his own. Apprentice, but there are two fatal points

The first Zhang He was too out-of-touch, and sometimes he felt like a fool. This kind of character could not calm down at all, and was not suitable for quiet practice. Instead, just like his martial spirit, he had to fight every day, and the more he fought, the better he became. powerful

Secondly, it is because of the martial spirit.

So, he refused

"Why?" Zhang He was a little confused.

"Your talent is very good. When you can control your martial spirit, you can become my disciple." That's right, Zhang He's martial spirit is too overbearing. Hong Wu felt that after Zhang He's few shots just now, Every time Zhang He takes action, he is full of animal nature. This is the pursuit of power at an extremely fast speed without the disadvantages caused by mental training.

"The martial spirit is mine, don't I have control over it?" Zhang He asked immediately after hearing Hong Wu's confusion.

"It is undeniable that your martial spirit is very powerful, powerful enough to easily leapfrog and fight. But this martial spirit is too powerful, so every time it is possessed by the martial spirit, your violent emotions will be further amplified, and you will completely follow your emotions. , Every time I take action, I will either die or be injured." Hong Wu looked at the remaining ferocity on his face and said with some regret.

"Remember, when you can control your own martial spirit, everything can be discussed." Hong Wu patted him on the shoulder and leaned against the big tree.

He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky through the gaps in the leaves. The moonlight shone on his body and the breeze blew slightly. For a moment, Hongwu couldn't help but feel intoxicated, and his soul was pure.

Zhang He didn't hear Hong Wu's voice. He raised his head and saw Hong Wu looking up at the moon. Seeing the silvery moonlight of the moon shining on Hong Wu's body, he looked a little sacred and elegant. There was only one thought left in Zhang He's mind. Could it be that this It’s what grandpa said: peace of mind and nature, harmony between man and nature

He sat on the ground and looked at Hong Wu. He lost his usual liveliness and suppressed the hidden restlessness in his body. He just watched quietly without saying a word.

Zhang He felt a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before. This feeling made people feel more relaxed, as if all worries had been let go. He wanted to talk about it, but he didn't know what words to use to express it.

Zhang He looked at Hong Wu, and Hong Wu looked at the moon. There is quite a beautiful artistic conception hidden in this scene.

After an unknown amount of time, Hong Wu came to his senses, stretched his body that had been moving for too long, and made a crackling sound.

Looking at Zhang He who was sitting on the ground with pure eyes, Hong Wu smiled slightly and said: "How do you feel after watching this for so long?"

"Very quiet, very peaceful, very relaxed" Zhang He said three times in a row, his tone full of happiness, and he obviously enjoyed this feeling.

Even though he was sitting on the ground, he stretched his muscles and groaned in comfort.Then he stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and asked: "From today on, I will call you big brother."

"Big Brother" After Zhang He said this, he immediately bowed towards Hong Wu and saluted with a smile.

"You're welcome, little brother." Hong Wu returned the gesture with a smile.

"Okay, take a rest and come with me to explore the world tomorrow." Hong Wu patted Zhang He on the back and said with a smile.

But he leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.

Seeing Hong Wu being unprepared, Zhang He grinned in the dark and smiled silently. It felt so good.

Casual, comfortable

The night passed calmly

Of course, this is only for Hong Wu. As for Zhang He, he now has two big dark circles under his eyes and looks like everyone owes him 500 million.

He looked at Hong Wu who was full of energy, looked at Hong Wu up and down with some confusion, and asked: "It was so noisy last night and so many soul beasts came out to look for food. How did you manage to sleep so calmly?"

"Do you think I'm sleeping?" Hong Wu looked at Zhang He's two dark circles with interest, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Aren't you sleeping? Otherwise, what are you doing?" Zhang He looked puzzled.

"I'm practicing and practicing against the clock." Hong Wu looked at Zhang He, looking like he was mocking you for being too young.

As he spoke, he touched his nose and pretended to sigh: "I'm not as talented as you, and I can still sleep."

Zhang He looked at Hong Wu's self-pity look and scratched the back of his head. Although he didn't know why, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Really? I'll try it next time." Zhang He said to himself.

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