Douluo: I just want to be the sword god in peace

Chapter 48 Sudden changes, Ji Wuchang was deposed

"Ouch!"

The people in the stands sighed as they looked at the situation on the field. Who would have thought that with just a "get out", Bai Hu was so frightened that he stopped sprinting.

Dai Huabin is also ashamed of his behavior:

"Get up! Get up!"

He tried hard to control his legs, stand up from the ground, and continue to attack Ji Wuchang.

However, he couldn't do it.

"Really, it's boring."

Ji Wuchang came to Bai Hu with slow steps. Seeing the anger and shame in his eyes, Ji Wuchang smiled happily.

Well, I laughed very happily!

"You hate me!"

"You hate me for knocking you off the altar."

"You hate me for defeating you with just the power of a great soul master."

The white tiger that had become two halves instantly transformed back into Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.

He held his right hand out of thin air, and the long sword burning with black flames instantly appeared and was held in his hand.

"I...what's wrong with me??!"

The martial soul was shattered, and Ji Wuchang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. However, despite this, he still did not flinch at all:

"Give me back my little sister Tao!"

"But...you...I..." Du Weilun was a little incoherent for a moment. From the time Shrek was founded to now, it seems that no one has ever announced that he has given up defeat when he has already won, right?

"Ah!!! Damn it! He struck so hard and so quickly! This time he failed again."

Du Weilun's voice attracted the attention of many people. They stared at Ji Wuchang walking towards the stands, towards where Yan Shaozhe was, getting closer and closer, and finally stood directly in front of Yan Shaozhe.

"don't want!"

However, at this moment, it seems that no one can prevent Ji Wuchang's soul power from being destroyed.

No one made any sound, even the sound of breathing was reduced to a minimum.

The strength was slowly dissipating, and his vision gradually turned black. Before he passed out, Ji Wuchang could only see the blue trident that seemed to be faintly flashing on Yan Shaozhe's forehead.

To be honest, at first he thought it was Dai Huabin who gave up on his own initiative. Who knew that the person speaking was actually Ji Wuchang?!

"I said, I give up!"

At this moment, Yan Shaozhe's face was very ugly. He looked at Ji Wuchang gloomily, and the palm of his hand holding the long sword instantly tightened. With a strong force, Ji Wuchang's originally tough long sword was as crisp as ice.

Crushed instantly.

Using the last of his strength, Ji Wuchang punched Yan Shaozhe again.

"This...I...isn't..." Yan Shaozhe wanted to explain in a panic, but was interrupted by Mr. Xuan:

The huge white tiger was cut in half by the black flame sword energy brought by the long sword!

With a flick of his sleeves, Mr. Xuan was about to leave, but he was attracted by a shrill scream:

What on earth is he going to do?

This was the question of everyone present.

"Sure enough, I guessed right at first. He was behind everything! He is not worthy of being a god!"

"But what's the use of that?"

"Because I don't have the obsession to defeat him. But there is one person who does!"

"Hey, silly boy. How could you hide what you did from him?"

"stop!"

This slap made the majestic Shrek Martial Spirit Department Dean stagger.

As a result, they saw the terror of Dai Huabin, the three-ringed soul master, and they also saw Ji Wuchang, the monster who defeated Dai Huabin.

"I declare that Ji Wuchang's team has won..."

"You are disrespectful and dare to attack me. Then I will destroy your cultivation today and see how you attack me!"

Sensing Ji Wuchang's gaze, Du Weilun took a deep breath. He knew that Ji Wuchang had won, and won with an absolute advantage!

In this case, then the bet between him and Yan Shaozhe, quack quack.

"Why is he so bold? Damn it!" Wang Dong was so shocked that he cursed.

"Nothing is impossible." After the black flames dissipated and the long sword was placed on Dai Huabin's neck, Ji Wuchang said in a deep voice.

Although they seem to consume a lot of me now, why don't they?

Just be satisfied if you get fourth place! They comfort themselves like this.

Yan Shaozhe grabbed Ji Wuchang's hand and pulled him towards him instantly. At the same time, his other hand suddenly shot out and pointed directly at Ji Wuchang's dantian.

"Yan Shaozhe! Can't you hear me telling you to stop?" The sloppy old man appeared in front of Yan Shaozhe instantly and slapped him on the head without any warning.

Saying that, Ji Wuchang looked at Huo Yuhao.

"Qiang!" (Feng Ming)

…………

"How, is it possible?" With an unbelievable look, Dai Huabin sat on the ground stupidly. Zhu Lu beside him had already passed out.

Yan Shaozhe raised one hand above his head to block Ji Wuchang's long sword. The palm blocking the blade was as white as jade and was still intact. He was indeed the dean of Shrek's martial arts department.

A shrill phoenix cry came from the visitor's mouth, and she quickly flew to Ji Wuchang and took him from Xuan Lao's arms.

Then, Ji Wuchang looked at Du Weilun.

Is it because Ji Wuchang has reached the end of his strength? Or is it because Dai Huabin still has some backup plans?

The dark one is Ji Wuchang, who is maintaining his slashing motion, his eyes exuding strong anger and murderous intent.

Six rhythmic soul rings were arranged beside her, and a pair of blazing white wings supported her body behind her.

This move shocked Du Weilun, who had just walked to the referee's box.

After the exclamation, only silence remained.

As a result, the competition for the third place didn't even begin, but ended early because the opponent gave in.

"What's wrong with him?" Wang Dong's eyes widened.

Everyone was waiting for the smoke caused by the explosion to dissipate. After a while, the smoke finally dissipated.

"I declare that Dai Huabin's team... wins!"

…………

And that gray figure was naturally Yan Shaozhe. He was originally wearing a set of white clothes, but was dyed gray by the explosive dust caused by Ji Wuchang's slash.

Looking at Du Weilun who looked in disbelief, Ji Wuchang repeated it again.

"I don't know, I can't tell what he wants to do. But my hunch tells me it's not a good thing." Huo Yuhao was also a little confused, but his face became a little ugly.

"Why?"

"He is never afraid to fight us." Looking at Ji Wuchang exiting the venue, Huo Yuhao's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Don't do this or that, go and explain it to your master yourself! Humph!"

"No! Impermanence!" Li Xiangping was stunned for a moment.

Following Ji Wuchang's gaze, the trio of Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao came into view.

The person who came was unexpectedly Ma Xiaotao!

"Xiao...Xiao Tao, why did you come out of the inner courtyard?" Yan Shaozhe looked at Ma Xiaotao and asked.

"This...?" Question marks appeared on the faces of the two sisters from the Lan family. However, although they did not advance to the finals, they were in the top three, and they were satisfied.

"Who is it? Who hurt him so badly?!"

Du Weilun remained silent for a long time.

It was a female voice that was originally clear, but now it was extremely hoarse. Looking back, a woman in red was standing not far away.

……………

This was the roar of a sloppy old man.

You mean the group that was eliminated by Huo Yuhao and the others?

They originally stayed at the venue and planned to try hard to see if they could compete for third place.

Just as he was about to announce that Ji Wuchang's team had won, Du Weilun was interrupted by three words.

In the end, out of many questions, only three words were translated.

"Oh, it's over." Zhou Yi's eyes went dark and he almost breathed out.

His right hand clenched instantly, and the long sword appeared, covered in black flames. Ji Wuchang mobilized his soul power to the extreme, pressing all of it into the long sword, and then used all his strength to strike with all his strength for the first time in his life!

"boom!"

Finally, the semifinals came to an end.

His spiritual eyes trembled, and the cause of the trembling was pointed at Ji Wuchang!

"Are you really not polite at all?!"

Even Yan Shaozhe was like this. He looked at Ji Wuchang curiously, as if asking him what problem he had with him.

"Master...Uncle Master!" Looking at the old man in front of him and at Ji Wuchang who was lying limply on the ground, Yan Shaozhe's expression changed greatly:

"Why? Why?!"

If this slap is real, Ji Wuchang's soul power will be 100% impossible to retain.

Dai Huabin, who was lying on the ground, cried out quite miserably.

Raise your hand, raise it high, cut it down!

"You have the nerve to say what's wrong?!" Mr. Xuan was so angry that he grabbed Ji Wuchang in his hand. After feeling for a moment, his anger became even stronger:

Du Weilun was completely puzzled.

Is this the end of the matter?

Maybe, the game is over this morning. However, this does not mean that the matter is over!

Looking at Ji Wuchang who still hadn't released his martial spirit and walked straight to the stands, Du Weilun's heart suddenly tightened:

"Ji Wuchang, what do you want to do?"

"puff!"

"Impermanence!"

Ji Wuchang didn't say anything, just turned around and walked out of the venue.

With no room to resist, Ji Wuchang spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He could feel that his Dantian had been exploded in an instant.

"Who is it?" Ma Xiaotao did not answer Yan Shaozhe, but shouted directly.

The next moment, Ji Wuchang told everyone his answer:

"Give me back my little sister Tao!"

"I give up!"

That palm, as white as jade, with the power of a titled Douluo, struck Ji Wuchang's dantian heavily.

"Wait, what is this?!"

What is this? Humiliating him?

This was the exclamation of Du Weilun, Zhou Yi, Huo Yuhao and others.

Yan Shaozhe is a Titled Douluo, and even a Super Titled Douluo. Ji Wuchang's soul power as a great soul master is naturally not enough in front of him.

Two figures, one black and one gray, came into view.

…………

In an unknown space, an angry voice echoed around.

Everything is too late.

There was a sudden violent explosion in the stands, and the thick flames instantly enveloped the stands, which also caused a cry of exclamation.

"Yuhao, what do you think Ji Wuchang is doing? He was almost winning, but he gave up in the end? Is he afraid of fighting us?" Wang Dong looked confused.

"puff!"

"You hate me because you have no power to resist in front of me."

"He just thought about it a lot."

"He (she)?"

Du Weilun smiled evilly in his heart:

At this moment, except for these few people, only Du Weilun was left standing aside. The others had been dispersed by Du Weilun.

"this…"

Yan Shaozhe didn't know how to answer. His memory told him that it was indeed him...

"Answer me!"

(End of chapter)