Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

One must know that the current Su Yi has not displayed his seven White soul rings, this is the most important question.

Just one move, even if Fudo Myoko is subdued, how strong is his strength...

Looking at the smooth and flowing big brother, he easily "tripped" Zhao Wuji, who is known as the Fudo King.

Xiao Wu explained to her good friend Ning Rongrong with some envy: "Well, nothing is impossible. In fact, I can do it too, but I can't be as light and simple as big brother."

Don't look at how easily Su Yi took the palm of the soul sage, but you must know that just a simple touch will cause a huge soul shock.

Even if it is carried along the strength, it will still suffer a certain amount of damage. Perhaps only a stronger body and strength can achieve such lightness.

Zao Wou-ki stood up with his brows tightly furrowed, and rubbed his aching right shoulder, "What kind of move is this? Besides, you don't seem to have used any soul skills, right?"

Although he had already reduced his palm strength, the counter-shock on the ground still returned some of his strength.

So much so that a clearly visible palm print appeared directly on the ground.

"It's just a technique of strength, it won't be on the table, but have I passed it?" Su Yi said lightly, without explaining too much, and you may not understand what I said.

"If that's the only way, you won't be able to become a teacher at Shi Laike Academy. Show your full strength. Try attacking me once."

Hearing this, Zhao Wou-ki stared at Su Yi thoughtfully, and after pondering for a while, he clenched his fists and took a defensive stance.

"Martial Soul Avatar: Vigorous Vajra Bear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of a giant Gold bear appeared behind him.

Unimaginable power suddenly swept the surroundings, and the invisible coercion of the soul saint level immediately exerted on everyone's hearts.

The feeling of suffocation and depression made everyone look at Teacher Zao Wou-Ki with serious expressions, and Su Yi who was still smiling calmly.

"Why bother? I usually don't want to do bullying." Su Yi sighed lightly, seeing that his eyes were determined and did not intend to give up, he could only smile lightly, "If that's the case, then you should try your best." Stay on defense as much as possible."

With a flash of white light, seven White spirit rings rose suddenly.

Seven soul rings of only ten years level were arranged around him in sequence.

"Soul Saint?! And it's seven ten-year soul rings..." Zao Wou-ki marveled again, and at the same time felt that the number of times he was surprised today was more than what he had experienced in the previous decades combined.

At this time, Ning Rongrong, who was already beyond the bounds of surprise, immediately held Xiao Wu's hand tightly, his eyes filled with doubts.

When Zao Wou-ki was still amazed, Su Yi came to him in an instant without warning or holding back.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted his leg lightly and kicked his muscular bronze arm.

There was a muffled bang, and something flew out through the air.

When Su Yi calmly retracted his legs, Zhao Wou-ki who was standing in front of him had already disappeared.

Some time later, there was a loud noise from Linton, a tree 100 meters away. At the same time, the flock of birds hiding in the treetops also fled in all directions, for fear of being affected by some unknown danger.

Looking at the smoke and dust rising in the distance, Xiao Wu opened the glass bottle, just poured out a drop of spiritual fluid and swallowed it, "big brother, Mr. Zhao should be fine, right?"

As a drop of green spiritual fluid entered her mouth, all the injuries on her body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it weren't for the soiled clothes and messy braids, who would have guessed that she was seriously injured and limped earlier?

"How can it be as heavy as you were just now?" Su Yi smiled lightly.

At this time, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xiao Wu who had completely healed with different expressions.

"Xiao Wu, your injury..."

Facing Xiao Wu, he closed the little green bottle exuding the fragrance of green grass, then wrinkled his lovely willow eyebrows, and tilted his head to explain.

"This one? It's something from Big Brother, I forgot what it's called... It seems to be called the Eight Treasures Glass Bottle, that's right, it's the name, it feels very similar to the name of your Martial Soul Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda... .”

"As soon as I have any injuries, the big brother will let me drink a drop of this Green spiritual fluid, and then all the injuries on my body will recover."

In the end, Xiao Wu also dangled the small bottle in front of her eyes, as if showing off something good to a good friend: "Hehehe, even if it is a broken arm or leg, it will recover in a blink of an eye. "

At this time, Su Yi looked helpless, walked over and reached out to touch her head lightly. "Why do you have such a big mouth? Is it okay if you don't know something good? Really."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… He even defended himself.

Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed when she heard that, I didn't know how to answer what you said, and I didn't say it or I didn't say it.

In the end, she could only stand still and smile awkwardly and politely.

On the other hand, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the innocent and lovely Xiao Wu with a faint smile, with a hint of a smile on his brow.

After a while, the disheveled Zao Wou-ki walked back from a distance, clutching his arms.

At this time, Su Yi looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Ms. Zhao is back, and you just went to complete your assessment."

"En." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zhao Wou-ki who was in a bit of a mess, and nodded calmly.

Judging from the current situation, Mr. Zhao was obviously injured to a certain extent, otherwise he wouldn't have walked back so slowly.

Most likely, Su Yi's kick directly broke his left arm, making him unable to move.

And what Zhao Wuji said next proved her conjecture even more.

"Good boy, our Shi Laike Academy lacks monsters like you. You really only want to be a teacher instead of a student?" Zhao Wou-ki folded his arms, not caring about the pain in his arms, and looked at Su Yi vigorously with his eyes as if they were shining.

With just the power of this kick, he directly judged that he was definitely not Su Yi's opponent.

This is his intuition and the feeling he lives on, and it is the consciousness in battle, realizing the real gap between himself and the enemy.

With the strength he only showed in this kick, Su Yi must be invincible among the soul saints, and no one is his opponent.

Perhaps only Contras above level 80 can make him really interested.