The Desert God of Death in Douluo

Possessed by the martial spirit, Zhao Wuji was two and a half meters tall, much taller than Zeng Yixin, who summoned the martial spirit and held it in his hand.

Seeing that Zeng Yixin had summoned his martial spirit to prepare for the attack, Zhao Wuji pinched his knuckles in a playful manner, making a clicking sound.

"You kid, do you think I can't beat you if I can't use my soul skills? I'll give you a chance to do it first."

Zeng Yixin held the Holy Separator with both hands, and rushed in front of Zhao Wuji. He held the Holy Separator high and struck it down with an axe. Zhao Wuji raised his arms and lightly blocked the blow.

However, Zeng Yixin had no intention of relying on this ax to achieve meritorious service. He took advantage of this gap to throw away the ax and rolled behind Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji immediately wanted to turn left and catch Zeng Yixin, but it was too late.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji turned left, Zeng Yixin raised his big foot and kicked Zhao Wuji's left leg hard at the knee joint. As strong as Zhao Wuji, he couldn't help but shake his whole body, because he wanted to turn left and catch Zeng Wuji before. Yixin made his left side unbalanced, and the superposition of the two made Zhao Wuji fall to the ground instantly.

Zhao Wuji was not an ordinary person without actual combat experience. When he realized that the imbalance was a foregone conclusion, he immediately used his strength to roll toward the ground. Zhao Wuji, who should have been on the ground on his back, took advantage of the situation and turned to the ground on his chest. As soon as he stretched his arms, he wanted to start again. stand up.

How could Zeng Yixin let Zhao Wuji do what he wanted? He took the opportunity to press forward with his whole body, then changed his position and sat directly on Zhao Wuji's back, intending to grab one of Zhao Wuji's legs and lock him directly.

Now Zhao Wuji was worried. He really knew how painful it would be to be locked. He had seen this kind of weird close-quarters flexibility skills several times when he traveled to the mainland. It was not like Xiao Wu who relied on his own flexibility. Instead of launching an attack directly, it directly locks the enemy's joints.

At that time, he was in his fifties and looked down upon this kind of joint technique. The man kindly asked him to come up and try it out. Then he was locked tightly by a Soul Lord. He had no power to fight back and no soul power. The more I use it, the worse the pain becomes.

I saw this kind of joint technique again today. Even though I was already a level 76 soul saint, I still didn't dare to be careless. I simply tied my feet together, locked my legs, and then rolled violently on the ground. Zeng Yixin It fell from Zhao Wuji's back.

"You really can't walk by the river without getting your shoes wet." Zhao Wuji got up in disgrace, and the seven soul rings reappeared on his body.

"Gravity increases!" A purple soul ring under Zhao Wuji's feet suddenly lit up. Zeng Yixin felt as if his feet were stuck in a quagmire, and his body suddenly became heavier, as if his weight had doubled. of.But Zhao Wuji was obviously not affected by the shadow, and he strode towards him with a faint smile in his eyes, as if to say, I'll see where you go this time.

"Weak and powerless!" The purple soul ring under Zeng Yixin's feet also lit up at the same time, and Zhao Wuji once again felt the feeling of weakness throughout his body.

Since he had lost Ning Rongrong's increase, Zeng Yixin's strength at this time was completely insufficient to confront Zhao Wuji head-on. Furthermore, he was restricted by Zhao Wuji's third soul skill, so he could only move around beside Zhao Wuji.However, relying on his strong body control, he still managed to avoid several attacks from Zhao Wuji.

"Bang!" Zeng Yixin once again dodged Zhao Wuji's iron fist, and then concentrated all his strength on his right shoulder, slamming into Zhao Wuji's chest.It's the iron mountain.

Zhao Wuji was knocked back by Zeng Yixin and took a step back, the surprise in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

Purple light shone, and surprisingly, the fourth soul ring on Zhao Wuji actually flew out, as if it had eyes, caught up with Zeng Yixin's body, and wrapped it directly on him.

Seeing Zhao Wuji take a step back, Zeng Yixin took the opportunity to retreat back and out of Zhao Wuji's attack range. Unfortunately, the fourth soul skill that Zhao Wuji used on Zeng Yixin was not a good look.

Zao Wou-ki's fourth soul ring skill, location tracking.Once locked by his fourth spirit ring, within a hundred meters, he can use his jumping power to instantly close the distance.

This skill may not be useful for soul masters who practice other methods, but it is extremely useful for the power-type Zhao Wuji.With positioning tracking to instantly shorten the distance between himself and his opponent, his power and attacks have the greatest room for development.In order to maintain the dignity of his vice-dean, he used this skill of his.

Seeing that he could not avoid Zhao Wuji's lunging body, Zeng Yixin simply stopped dodging.He recalled the Holy Separator, held it with both hands horizontally, and received Zhao Wuji's attack.

This powerful and heavy pounce directly knocked Zeng Yixin away, but Zeng Yixin had already taken his position, took the initiative to send himself backward, opened the window and flew out of the cafeteria.

Zeng Yixin flew out of the cafeteria and ran away. Zhao Wuji saw that he couldn't get through the window that Zeng Yixin flew out of, so he had to go around the cafeteria door.

At this time, only one-third of the incense was burned, and Zeng Yixin had already used all his methods to remove his first soul skill. Even though it looked like he knocked down Zhao Wuji once, in fact, he had no influence on Zhao Wuji at all. What actual harm.

There is a room ahead, hide in it and wander around.

Zeng Yixin saw the hut in front of him and ran towards the hut with all his strength, but at this time Zhao Wuji had already killed him behind Zeng Yixin.

Zeng Yixin suddenly summoned his martial spirit, his first spirit ring lit up, and he struck hard at Zhao Wuji with his axe. The ax brought whirring wind and violent energy fluctuations, and even Zhao Wuji felt threatened.

"blasting!"

"Fudo Ming King Body! Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Zhao Wuji's Fudo Mingwang body instantly possessed him. His hands shone with golden light, and he caught the ax that Zeng Yixin had struck with a faint purple light.

There was a loud bang, dust flew up where the two fought, and Zeng Yixin's martial spirit turned into a stream of light and disappeared.But the attack power of this ax is already close to the soul skills launched by Soul Saint!

Zhao Wuji's big hand only left a small wound, but it could be seen from the unnatural spasms of his arms that Zeng Yixin's ax was not that easy to take.

Running and suddenly fighting back, is this kid being hunted every day?Even I almost didn't react.

Zhao Wuji was right about this. Although he was not hunted down every day, as he said, he often walked by the river without getting his shoes wet. Several times when he was hunting soul beasts, he found that he had provoked a large group of them. He has also encountered it.Relying on this unique skill, Zeng Yixin also killed many soul beasts.

Zhao Wuji fanned the dust flying everywhere with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and took a closer look. Sure enough, Zeng Yixin ran away again.

"And what was the first soul skill just now? It's a charge-type soul skill? It can only be used once in a battle? Will it disappear temporarily after using up the soul skill?"

Seeing that Zeng Yixin's martial spirit turned into a stream of light and disappeared after a palm strike with him, Zhao Wuji couldn't help guessing that this was exactly what Zeng Yixin wanted Zhao Wuji to guess, otherwise a person with a strength of level [-] would be able to The ability to exert a soul skill approaching level [-] was really shocking, and Zeng Yixin needed to add some shortcomings to this soul skill to reduce its sensitivity.

Zhao Wuji sensed that Zeng Yixin was hiding in the small room in front of him, with a wicked smile on his face. The black fifth soul ring under his feet lit up, and a wave of waves was directly transmitted to Zeng Yixin.

Zeng Yixin, who was hiding in the hut, felt huge pressure coming from all directions at the same time. The pressure coming from around his body seemed to be crushing his body. This force was no longer something he could resist.If it weren't for his extremely strong physical fitness, I'm afraid he would lose his fighting power right now.

Zao Wuji smiled evilly at the door and said, "Did you come out on your own and be beaten, or should I catch you and beat you up?"

At this time, Zhao Wuji had already put away his gravity squeeze, otherwise even if Zeng Yixin's physical strength was so strong that he could approach the Soul Emperor, he would still be seriously injured. He was not willing to cause any serious injuries to such a good young man, but he just spoke out with a bad breath. I still have some thoughts.

He is a soul saint!He was actually knocked down by a Soul Lord boy?If this bad breath doesn't come out, where can he put his face, Old Zhao?

"Teacher Zhao, please tell me what you have to say. If you take action, one hundred thousand gold coins will disappear."

Zeng Yixin opened the door honestly and said the cruelest words in the most cowardly tone.

Zhao Wuji, who had already clenched his fists and planned to give Zeng Yixin a good beating, suddenly paused and decided to listen to what Zeng Yixin had to say.

Zeng Yixin happily waved his tiger flag again.

"Teacher Zhao doesn't know something, my teacher..."

"...So, in order to improve the infrastructure of your hospital, my teacher specially donated 10 gold soul coins. If you insist on beating me up, Teacher Zhao, then I will have no choice but to run away with the money."

One hundred thousand gold coins, that’s one hundred thousand gold coins!

Thinking about the salary that he had not paid for several months, and thinking that if he punched him, he might have to let the old ghost Flanders fight him, Zao Wuji put away his fist very wisely.

"Oh my, why would the teacher beat you? It's just to test your quality. Your talent is very good, and the remaining little ones are also good. The teacher thinks that you are all qualified to enter the academy."

Zhao Wuji smiled and patted Zeng Yixin on the shoulder, acting as if nothing had happened before.

This free donation of [-] gold coins is Zeng Yixin’s last trump card!