Douluo: Refuse to join Shrek at the beginning

"Haha...can't you bear it anymore?"

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

With one sentence, Davis calmed down.

"How could he be so strong!?"

But even so, Davis still clenched his fists tightly. He stared at the rising Arhat on the competition stage, eyes wide with anger, and did not relax at all.

"How can I take revenge myself!?"

"Haha... there will be a chance." He chuckled sinisterly, and the figure shrouded in black robe behind Davis patted him on the shoulder. "Look, in just two years we have allowed you to reach the Soul King level.

.As long as you continue to satisfy us with the following cooperation, then..." The man in black robe's eyes fell on the Arhat, and he smiled evilly, "His blood is all yours."

"I will."

Davis' gaze gradually became violent!

"I will make him want to die!"

……

At the same time.

"Huh?" The Arhat on the field suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he was being targeted by something.

But at this moment, he did not divert his attention.

Because this is respect for the opponent. And Arhat knows very well that his punch just now seemed amazing and unstoppable, but it will never directly make Feng Jiye lose his fighting ability.

"Swish, swish, swish——"

At this time, the endless violent wind burst out. The incoming wind was like a roar, and a burst of soul power exploded in the dust. The airflow in that area dispersed in an instant, and the gravel that was stirred in the air was even more blown.

The wind blade tore it into pieces.

Under the gaze of the audience, Arhat had already moved before Feng Jiye's figure appeared. And he only left a deep pit in place, which shows his explosive power at this time.

At the same moment, a sword light burst out.

Feng Jiye's figure also followed closely. And in the next second, he directly captured the position of Arhat. Holding a seemingly heavy wind sword with a purple soul ring in his hand, he went straight after him. Then the two of them started chasing after him.

Suddenly they collided.

"Boom!

”

The extreme impact spread, and the aftermath of the collision caused cracks to appear on the ground of the competition stage. But this collision was just the beginning. As the thousand-year soul ring skill was released, Feng Jiye's speed increased again.
However, the Arahant's physical body was astonishing, and one of the "six postures" of "shaving" was close to him, so the speed would not be much slower. So then, the two people's figures began to move at high speed, like meteors,

We shuttle and collide on the stage!

One uses a sword! The other punches!

The strong wind swept through, and the sword energy spread across the ground. It caused the dust and gravel on the ground to blow up, and attacked Arhat. But how could he take such a level of attack power seriously?

He almost didn't block it and just rushed forward.

A white light shield enveloped the fist, and he aimed the attack forcefully and smashed it! The body was twisted, the fist blast exploded, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the audience. The rock and soil were affected and turned into powder.

"You are such a monster!"

At this moment of Feng Jiye, he is no longer as cold as before, but is eager. Because in his heart, there is swordsmanship, honor, and fighting. And for him, all of these lead to the same destination.

And Arhat is exactly what he wants on this road. To be precise, the battle with Arhat is what he needs.

"Your speed is very fast and your attacks are fierce. But..."

On Arhat's leg, a giant thunder ax took shape. He punched the blade away, then jumped up high and struck Feng Jiye on the head! "Your practice is still not enough!"

"You guy...heavy sword has no edge!"

Feeling the violent thunder, Feng Jiye swung his sword to block it!

"Rumble——"

After the collision, there were bursts of thunder. The aftermath of the attack caused the thunder to overflow. It continued to stir on the field. It even directly hurt everyone in the team fight because the thunder spread far away.
"Boom——"

Among them, Yan Yan is quick and quick, and he waves the magma to block it.

It would be embarrassing if he was concentrated by the thunder. Looking in the direction of Arhat, Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself. "This guy Han, you can challenge him one on one, but can you do it more reliably?"

The battle between Arhat and Feng Jiye is still going on. However, the advantages and disadvantages can be clearly seen. The golden light rises into the sky, and Arhat's fist wrapped in "deliberate weaponry" swings and punches

The fist hit Feng Jiye's arm. There was no time to lift the heavy sword, and his own condition continued to decline. Even if his brain reacted, his body could not keep up. Therefore, the fist hit Feng Jiye's arm.

In an instant, hot blood spattered, and the two men's bodies that kept fighting finally stopped briefly at this moment.

When Arhat and Feng Jiye both stopped, everyone discovered that Arhat had no intention of holding back. He actually beat Feng Jiye's arm until it exploded, and scarlet blood continued to drip onto the game.

On stage.

"Huh——"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Feng Jiye glanced at his arm, which was hanging down to the side and had lost consciousness. However, he glanced at the Aarhan's golden armor, which was covered with white marks, but actually had no damage at all.

His tone became dull. "It seems I still have a long way to go." His eyes became sharp, "If I surpass you."

His words seemed to completely ignore the pain.

An arm that seemed to explode was nothing to him.

Arhat looked serious about this. He didn't laugh as usual, but as if he was ready. This was not because Feng Jiye's attack was so shocking or how much damage it caused to him. It was just his respect for Feng Jiye, that's all.

That’s all.

"The fifth soul skill, ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Without any prelude, Feng Jiye directly lit up his fifth soul ring. The wind sword in his hand fell from his hand and flew into the air.

Immediately afterwards, shadows appeared next to the wind sword.

The next second, these sword shadows were aimed at Arhat.

"Fall!"

Without warning, the sword shadow in mid-air fell towards Arhat. With such rapid speed, it was impossible to avoid it. Of course, Arhat had no intention of evading it. He was walking straight towards the sword shadow with his "moon steps".

.The legs moved and there was a loud crack!

Several unstoppable slashes struck the sword shadow.

After doing all this, Feng Jiye half-knelt on the ground. This battle had been going on for a long time. Looking around, he saw that all his teammates had already been defeated. And he himself was the same.

Arhat slowly walked up to him.

"Ji Ye, you are really strong."

However, Feng Jiye looked at him with a slight smile on his face, revealing a self-deprecating tone.

"Hey! You liar!"

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