Douluo: Start with a fortune teller

Zhao Wuji's powerful and heavy slap landed firmly on Jiang Yi. When the attack just hit, there was something wrong with Zhao Wuji's face.

This feels wrong!

With this thought in mind, Zhao Wuji subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yi in front of him. The next second, Jiang Yi, who was hit by him, started to burn slowly.

A bad premonition came, and the next second the flames burned directly on Zhao Wuji's body.

"Ah~"

Burned by a flame comparable to the ultimate fire, Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji's face twitched and his soul power trembled. Zhao Wuji successfully dispersed the flames in his right hand.

Because Zhao Wuji was using his martial soul avatar, it was very easy to dispel the flames.

But even so, Zao Wou-ki's right hand turned into a veritable roasted bear's paw, and it was also top-grade, purely natural without any additives.

"A scent."

Jiang Yi's joking voice came from behind Zhao Wuji, and the paper man avatar and flame control were used together to achieve such results.

But because of the use of this ability, the number of times the air bomb can be used is reduced by one, and it can now be used up to eight times.

The ninth time it will fail due to lack of soul power. Of course, other abilities can still be used once or twice. After all, air bombs are the most powerful and consume the most soul power.

"You deserve to die!"

Zhao Wuji, whose expression was distorted because of pain, lost control of his emotions. He originally just wanted to educate Jiang Yi, but now he wants to kill Jiang Yi.

King Fudo himself is a notorious existence in the world of soul masters. It is not incomprehensible that he would have such an idea at this moment.

"Come if you can!"

Jiang Yi's joking voice continued. The existence time of Wuhun Avatar is limited, which generally depends on the soul power of the soul master. After using Wuhun Avatar, there will be a short period of weakness.

At this moment, Jiang Yi's idea was very simple: consume Zhao Wuji's soul power as much as possible, and reserve four or five air bombs to kill Zhao Wuji with one blow when he was in a weak stage.

In order to achieve such a goal, it is undoubtedly right to anger Zhao Wuji at this moment. As long as Zhao Wuji uses the ten-thousand-year soul skill a few more times in this state, the duration of his martial soul's true form will be much shorter.

Then you can kill him with one blow.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement."

A purple soul ring lit up, and along with Zhao Wuji's somewhat angry voice, Jiang Yi felt as if his body was tied with a lead weight, and his movement speed was greatly reduced.

In this state, Jiang Yi's speed was definitely not as fast as Zhao Wuji's. An invisible pressure came from Zhao Wuji, whose eyes were bloodshot, and he slowly walked towards Jiang Yi.

"Teacher Zhao can't kill anyone, right?"

Ma Hongjun in the distance, looking at Zhao Wuji in this state, his face was a little livid, Ma Hongjun was not a fool.

That person must be a young man trained by a certain force at a great cost.

If Zhao Wuji killed him, Shrek Academy might be completely destroyed.

"He didn't have that chance."

Ma Hongjun's question did not receive an answer from Dai Mubai. Instead, a deep voice came from behind him.

Ma Hongjun subconsciously looked back and saw the man in black sitting on the seat beside him, as well as Dai Mubai and Oscar who were motionless at his feet.

"You are?!"

Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid Ma Hongjun is, he knows that this is the person opposite him, and he is also a strong one.

"You don't need to know, come here and lie down."

The man in black glanced at the battle in the distance. After seeing that Jiang Yi could still avoid Zhao Wuji's attack, he stopped paying attention and looked at Ma Hongjun quietly.

"My mentor Flanders, I don't know if my senior is interested in him..."

Feeling the indescribable pressure, Ma Hongjun subconsciously moved out of Flanders. If the opponent was a senior, the title of one of the Golden Triangle should have some effect.

"oh……"

Hearing this name, the man in black's voice was a little surprised. Just when Ma Hongjun thought there was something going on, the calm voice of the man in black came again.

"Come here and kneel down honestly."

Still such unfeeling words made Ma Hongjun understand a more serious truth. The man in black opposite knew about Dean Flanders, but he didn't mind at all.

This also means that the man in black on the opposite side is at least a Contra-level expert. To be able to have such a strong person follow him, the identity of that young man is definitely not simple.

As soon as he thought about this, Ma Hongjun came to the man in black and knelt down obediently. It was only at this moment that he noticed that Dai Mubai, who had been lightly stepped on, was still awake.

He tried his best to resist, but he still couldn't move an inch, or even make a sound.

After seeing this, Ma Hongjun's face became even more frightened. The man in black was afraid that he could trample Boss Dai to death with just a single force, just like trampling an insect to death.

Boom~

Zhao Wuji's fist landed firmly on the ground in front of Jiang Yi, and the bloodshot eyes gradually disappeared, as if it was a chain reaction.

As the bloodshot eyes disappeared, the influence of the powerful Vajra Bear martial spirit avatar on Zhao Wuji gradually disappeared.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Yi, who had been a little aggrieved by being chased by Zhao Wuji for a while, had a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuji's eyes gradually returned to clarity. He just used the sixth soul skill, which was a soul skill that could temporarily put him in a state of rage.

It is precisely for this reason that he causes a lot of troubles and goes berserk. It can be said that he does not distinguish between friend and foe, and has no pain or reason at all.

After regaining consciousness, Zhao Wuji clearly felt the lack of soul power in his body, and the martial soul's real body state disappeared directly at this time.

"not good!"

As soon as Zhao Wuji felt this, a yellow soul ring appeared on his body. This was his first soul ring. When he woke up, Zhao Wuji recalled the strange attack method on the other side.

As soon as the yellow soul ring appeared on Zhao Wuji's body, his clothes instantly burned.

Because it was not in the true form of the martial soul constructed with soul power, the flames quickly ignited Zhao Wuji's flesh and blood body.

At this moment, Zao Wou-Ki is like a Ghost Rider who is undergoing transformation. Of course, the flames cannot burn Zao Wu-Ki into a skeleton.

Boom~

The sound of snapping fingers came slowly, and Zhao Wuji subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the pain caused by the flames and the feeling of weakness after the martial soul's true body disappeared made it impossible for him to avoid it.

An air bullet shot straight into Zhao Wuji's throat.

Zhao Wuji's eyes, which were still struggling at first, changed from the initial resentment and pain to blankness.

The next second, Zhao Wuji fell directly to the ground. The flames on his body were extinguished at this moment. His eyes were looking directly in the direction of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

The Fudo Ming King Zhao Wuji died at this moment. He who was notorious in the soul master world finally died because of standing up for his students. It is really a bit sad.

"Teacher Zhao?!"

Seeing Zhao Wuji lying motionless, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai both shouted, while Oscar was still in a coma.