Chapter 133
Chapter 133
After using the soul skill, Zhao Wuji's speed suddenly became faster. It seemed that he came to Tang San in one step. His huge palm was raised, and the second soul ring on his body lit up at the same time. He laughed. The palm turned golden instantly under the injection of the soul ring, doubled its volume, and shot it directly at Tang San.
Xiaowu is still in Tang sanhuai's arms at this time. Tang San naturally can't let her block this palm for himself and quickly tear her away, but this simple action makes him lose the chance to dodge.
But at this time, the second soul ring on Xiaowu's body lit up. Her eyes suddenly turned blood red and looked straight at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji only felt dizzy in his brain. In surprise, this palm naturally became slow, and his soul power was weakened by more than half. The golden light in his eyes was released, "well, there was a confused soul skill."
The red light in Xiaowu's eyes and the golden light in Zhao Wuji's eyes didn't hum at once, and he fainted directly in Tang sanhuai. Simultaneous bleeding of mouth and nose.
Almost subconsciously, with the help of this opportunity to ease, Tang San stepped on the ghost and got out of the scope of Zhao Wuji's attack. Zhao Wuji didn't really take that palm. He didn't want to hurt these children.
"Little dance, little dance." Tang San shouted anxiously and quickly input Xuantian Gong's internal power into Xiaowu. But the little dance didn't move at all.
Zhao Wuji didn't pursue again. He stood there and said, "she's fine. Although the effect of confusing soul skill is good, her soul power is too different from me. If she is eaten back by her own soul power, it can only be this result. Just like the toxicity attached to your BLUESILVER grass is invalid for me. Let her sleep one night and she will recover when she wakes up tomorrow."
Turning his eyes to Ning Rongrong, Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "I don't need to do it again. The little girl of Qibao Liuli sect. You lost. You are still too bad. I can't stop the time of a column of incense. This is the gap in strength."
Embracing the soft little dance, Tang San slowly raised his head. There was no emotion in his eyes. Holding the little dance, he walked to Ning Rongrong, "can you please take care of the little dance for me for a while?"
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, put away his seven treasure glass tower soul and put the little dance into his arms. Although her martial spirit is auxiliary, all soul masters have soul power. Naturally, her body is much stronger than ordinary people. Holding a girl with a small dance is nothing.
Give the little dance to Ning Rongrong. Tang San turns and walks towards Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji was stunned. "Why, do you still want to continue? I'm afraid you can't even take my attack. My second soul ring skill is strong, and the King Kong palm is not so easy to block."
Of course, Zhao Wuji won't refuse these four children to join Shrek college because the incense hasn't been burned. The fact is just the opposite. He was greatly surprised by the strength of the children. Not only each has its own characteristics, but also can cooperate with such tacit understanding without practicing together. The future is limitless. Compared with the only three students in the college, it is only strong but not weak.
The reason why he made his last remark was that he didn't want these children to be arrogant because of their talent. In the past, Shrek college didn't have an example of slow progress in strength because of its own pride.
Zhao Wuji doesn't want these good seedlings to go astray.
But he didn't expect that Tang San would come back. Zhao Wuji appreciated his courage alone.
Tang San shook his head and said, "I don't want to continue the exam with you."
Zhao Wuji was disappointed and said, "so, did you admit defeat?"
Tang San shook his head again. "No, I hope I can have a serious fight with you. Everything starts again. Please light another incense. If I insist on a column of incense, please allow the four of us to enter Shrek college at the same time."
Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with a smile and said, "what if you can't insist? Don't forget, you four went together just now and finally lost."
Tang San can make decisions for himself or even for Xiaowu, but he can't replace the other two. Turn around and look at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
At this time, Zhu Zhuqing's dislocated arm has been connected by Hemingway, and people wake up, but her breath is weak. Now she has no fighting power.
Ning Rongrong smiled at Tang San, "Tang San, we are comrades in arms. My father taught me since I was a child that I can't abandon my comrades in arms. It's a big deal that we should go together. Anyway, we have lost the test. The Imperial College will certainly not refuse us."
Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing again. Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have no strength to speak. He just wanted to hold his body and nod. But suddenly Hemingway stopped it.
"Don't be busy yet."
Hemingway slowly put Zhu Zhuqing on the grass and sat down. Although he had no power to fight again, he could still do so.
"The person who hit me wants to take this page off like this. It's not that simple." He felt that after watching for so long, it was time to show his sense of existence. Otherwise, Tang San will be forced to pretend. Then he'll fart.
"Students come to sign up for a school and beat people seriously. Your college is really good." He looked at Zhao Wuji coldly, his eyes full of disgust, "in that case, it's ok if this broken college doesn't go to school!"
"Boy, you are arrogant!" The murderous spirit loomed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he was obviously angered by his contemptuous attitude and the broken sentence in his mouth.
"But arrogance has arrogant capital. Let Grandpa Zhao teach you today. What is awe of the strong!" Zhao Wuji broke his wrist, and a terrible momentum suddenly appeared all over his body. Around Tang sanning, Rongrong and others only felt that their breathing was not smooth, as if the air in all directions had become viscous!
Tang San was shocked. At this time, he felt how powerful the soul saint was. At first, he thought that if he was desperate and tried his best, he would be surprised with all his concealed weapons. We should be 60% sure to die with him. But now feeling Zhao Wuji's terrible momentum, he realized that he underestimated the soul Saint too much. In particular, Zhao Wuji is not an ordinary soul saint, but an outstanding soul saint.
In the face of Zhao Wuji's explosive momentum, Hemingway's broad back stood in front of Zhu Zhuqing, and his expression was always as plain as water. For him, this momentum was worse than the breeze. If he really competed for momentum, he would directly dominate, and Zhao Wuji could not resist it.
It's just that it's boring. When he came to the mainland, he never fought with the strong land soul division. Just now, let's try the difference between land soul division and sea soul division? Which is stronger or weaker?
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