Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

boom!

Seeing Su Ming attacking again, Zhao Wuji was about to block with his arms.

Suddenly Su Ming stopped his hand and changed to a left hook, which actually avoided under Zhao Wuji's elbow.

Click!

Zhao Wuji heard the sound of his teeth cracking.

The enormous force instantly deformed his face, and his lips trembled, revealing his gums.

The whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

This day is so white~

Zhao Wuji half-closed his eyes, looking at the clear blue sky and the white clouds, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

boom!

Everything in front of his eyes was blurred, and Zhao Wuji fell heavily to the ground, and his thoughts returned to reality.

Two bloody teeth appeared in his mouth, and he slowly stood up on his knees.

His rough face was covered with bruises, and his exposed arms were swollen and he looked extremely miserable.

"Damn it, when did the younger generation become so powerful? How are we old guys going to survive in the future?"

"Old Shao, you are still standing there, give me some candy beans, it hurts me to death."

Swish!

Shao Xin chuckled. He didn't have any bad intentions. He just wanted to look at Zhao Wuji a few more times when he saw his expression.

As if he had reserves, he threw out two blue jelly beans, one was naturally aimed at Zhao Wou-ki, and the other was aimed at Su Ming.

Su Ming had just taken the candy and was about to say thank you when suddenly his blood and energy began to churn.

puff~

In an instant, large mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Like a blood plum blossom, Su Ming half-knelt on the ground, his arms sticking to the ground shaking involuntarily.

"elder brother!"

Xiao Wu was very nervous, her tension was visibly evident, and Tang San ran over right behind her.

Chapter 71 Zhao Wuji: My mentality has collapsed!

Shao Xin is a food-type soul master, and the candies he makes are extremely effective against low-level soul masters.

Seeing Zhao Wuji eat the candy without hesitation, Su Ming swallowed it as well.

As the green light enveloped his entire body, Su Ming felt himself being wrapped in a ball of warm energy.

The pain caused by the muscle dislocation and spasm subsided rapidly, and even the swollen arm slowly recovered.

After just a few breaths, Su Ming felt that he had fully recovered and had a sense of relief as if he had shed his mortal body.

"If the Berserker Body is still there, take him with you to the Star Dou Great Forest. The Berserker Body will probably be wiped out in a day or two."

Looking at Shao Xin with burning eyes, Su Ming's eyes shone with a wolf-like light, which made the former's chubby face tremble.

I just saved you!

It's impossible that you see me as fat and think that I am also a power-type soul master, so you come to challenge me in a one-on-one fight?

Shao Xin's heart trembled, and he moved his feet slightly, moving behind Lu Qibin imperceptibly.

Fighting against Su Ming, he, an auxiliary Soul Saint, is really no match for him.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Su Ming speechlessly withdrew his gaze. Seeing Xiao Wu's worried look, he chuckled and rubbed her head.

Xiao Wu still had a stern face as she carefully supported Su Ming.

As Su Ming stood up, Tang San only felt a towering mountain rising from the ground.

It was like an insurmountable pressure, making it hard for him to breathe.

"If I hadn't witnessed this battle with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that you were such a pervert."

"I really don't know how you trained your physique. You don't look like a human being at all."

Tang San had a genuine smile on his face, and seemed to be happy for Su Ming.

After so many years, it is impossible for him not to be aware of the gap between them. He has already let it go in his heart and regards Su Ming as a friend.

Su Ming smiled wryly, "Believe me, you don't want to know that feeling."

Swish!

The tone was chilling.

Seeing Su Ming's serious look, the smile on Tang San's face disappeared.

The gains and efforts are often proportional, and he is very clear about this.

嗏

"If possible, I still want to challenge that feeling."

There was an unyielding tenacity in his calmness, and Tang San's eyes were like mirrors, and his serious look was filled with anticipation.

"Okay." After a moment of silence, Su Ming nodded slowly.

“I want one too!” Xiao Wu raised her head as if she was scrambling to share a treasure. There was no way she would be left behind.

Pushing her forehead with his sword finger, Su Ming laughed angrily, "Don't you think I will let you go?"

Uh…

They're not coming just for me, are they?

Xiao Wu's face froze instantly. It seemed that she was careless just now and did not choose to dodge.

Tap tap tap, the sound of footsteps was heard.

Zhao Wuji's face was stern and he walked over with a swagger.

Tang San and Xiao Wu felt nervous at the sight of that overbearing and unruly look, and thought that the other party was angry and was going to attack.

Zhao Wuji glanced at the two of them, and then his eyes were all focused on Su Ming.

"Zhao Wuji, level 76 Soul Saint, martial soul: Mighty Diamond Bear."

"I am a little famous in the soul master world. People call me Acalanatha."

The bright light in his dark pupils was like a bright moon shining in the dark night. Zhao Wuji stared at Su Ming meticulously.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai and Oscar were overwhelmed with emotion, their eyes full of envy.

Being able to make Zhao Wuji do this means that he has acknowledged that the other party is a strong man of the same level.

Su Ming's heart trembled, knowing that this was the etiquette of the spirit master world, and he replied loudly:

"Su Ming, level 33 Soul Master, sword spirit that can slay gods."

Zhao Wuji was about to nod, but the serious expression on his face suddenly changed.

"you you…"

"Your martial spirit is not a beast martial spirit?"

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth kept twitching and his eyes looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Impossible, impossible. It is absolutely impossible for a Weapon Spirit Master to possess such a physique."

"Kid, don't make fun of me. If you really make me angry, I will really hit you!"

Zhao Wuji became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he started yelling, feeling extremely insulted.

Shao Xin and Lu Qibin also thought it was impossible and gathered around.

No Soul Master has ever been so abnormal, let alone a weapon soul.

Even if the soul rings are the best configuration, Zao Wou-ki still has three more ten thousand year soul rings and one thousand year soul ring, the gap between them is one by one.

The amplification of weapon spirits and beast spirits is different. The body amplification of beast spirit masters is better than that of weapon spirit masters, while the amplification of spirit masters is the opposite.

Therefore, the beast spirit has an advantage in physical fitness in the early stage.

In the later stages of fighting with martial spirits, weapon martial spirits are dominant.

Su Ming did not use his martial soul, but borrowed a soul power test ball.

The strange soul power test ball appeared again, leaving Zhao Wuji and the other two a little confused.

Although it is strange, it can be judged from the light that the opponent is not a Soul King.

Not Soul King?

Soul Sect? Or Soul Lord? ?

The three still couldn't believe it.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were as wide as an old cow's, and he kept swearing and cursing as if he had seen a ghost.

"Damn it, no more playing, no more playing, these young people are like monsters."

"Mu Bai, leave it to you kid, you accompany them in the test."

Not wanting to stay here for even a second longer, Zhao Wuji sprinted back to the teacher's dormitory, feeling mentally exhausted.

How could the great Acala be as angry as a child?

Shao Xin and the other two didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but they could also understand his feelings.

The two of them had no say in the affairs of the academy, so after explaining the reasons to Su Ming, they left.

There were only seven young people left at the scene.

Xiao Wu, Tang San.

Dai Mubai, Oscar.

Zhu Zhuqing, dressed in black and with a hot body.

Of course, there was another woman.

She was wearing a snow-white dress, clean and tidy, without a speck of dust.

His every move and gesture exudes the nobility and elegance of an aristocrat, and he seems to be born into an extraordinary family.

She has short hair that reaches her ears, a pretty face, and skin as delicate as white jade, and she is exquisite in every way.

Seeing Ning Rongrong looking at him strangely, Su Ming nodded slightly as a greeting. The latter came back to her senses and smiled, then glanced away.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself. My name is Oscar, and I'm a food-type soul master."

"I guess you'll have to fight Boss Dai later. I have some top-quality sausages for sale. They'll definitely... ah~"

Oscar was enthusiastic and had a big smile on his face.

But before he could finish his sales pitch, Dai Mubai kicked him away with a "bang", and he fell to the ground.

"Boss Dai, you~"

Ignoring Oscar's resentment, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and said coldly:

"Xiao Ao, after seeing Teacher Zhao, you are still planning to wait and see my joke, right?"

Pointing at Tang San and Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai's face was solemn, "They are both less than twelve years old, and they are already Soul Masters."

"If you don't want to get beaten, just keep selling your sausages."

Xiao, Xiao Ao?

Tang San and his companions were all staring at the bearded uncle in front of them in confusion, wondering if the Shrek hierarchy was so messed up?

Compared to Tang San and his companions, Oscar was more terrified and felt dizzy.

Soul Lord?

What a joke!!