God of Douluo Hokage

There are seven student dormitories in Notting College. The later the number is, the worse the conditions are. They are all working-study students.

About ten minutes before Yu Yi and Tang San arrived, Qishe.

The friends gathered in a circle and looked at the two people confronting each other in the circle.

Both children are very tall and tall, more than a head taller than the average height for children of the same age.

One of the two children has dark skin and the other has yellowish skin.

The dark-skinned child was carrying a package. He had just arrived at the academy and was assigned to the seventh house: "You guys are really unfriendly. Are you going to start a fight before you can catch your breath?"

Another burly child said: "This world is dominated by the jungle. Boy, listen up. My name is Wang Sheng, and I am the boss of Qishe. If you don't want to fight, you must recognize me as the boss!"

"Humph! I, Maomao, have never considered others as the boss. If you want to fight, I will accompany you." The dark-skinned child threw the package on the bed without any fear.

"Good boy, if you can beat me, then I will recognize you as the boss, otherwise, you will have to obey me from now on!" Wang Sheng said with clenched fists.

"Okay. Let's make it a deal. Don't break your promise if you lose." Maomao was full of fighting spirit and took an offensive posture.

"Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu."

"Maomao, Wuhun Yak. Please give me some advice!"

After saying that, Wang Sheng pounced on his opponent like a hungry tiger, and punched his opponent. Maomao also countered with his fist. With a muffled sound, Maomao was unable to match his opponent's strength, so he stepped back with a "thump".

After a few steps, Wang Sheng took advantage of the victory to pursue, and punched Maomao directly, knocking him down.

"Ha, Boss Wang Sheng has won again."

"Boss Wang Sheng is indeed the strongest!"

The companions around him cheered for his victory.

Maomao's skills are not as good as others, so he is willing to be inferior.

"Haha, I am the strongest in Qishe. You all have to listen to me from now on, you know?" Looking at these friends in the dormitory, Wang Sheng's face was full of pride.

"This is Qisha, right?"

At this time, two children came in, it was Yu Yi and Tang San.

"Oh? There are quite a lot of freshmen reported today." Wang Sheng, who was still immersed in the joy of victory, stepped forward and said to the two of them, "The two new boys, I am the boss of Qishe, you two

If you don't agree with me, then have a fight with me!"

Yu Yi looked at him indifferently and said, "It's so troublesome. I don't want to be the boss, and I don't want to fight with you, and I don't have the habit of recognizing others as the boss."

"Huh! You have to abide by the rules here when you enter here! Either accept me as the boss, or defeat me, there is no third option!" Wang Sheng was aggressive.

Tang San stepped forward and said, "Why don't you let me try it with you?"

Wang Sheng: "You? Boy, tell me your name."

"Tang San, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass."

"Lan Yincao? This kind of martial spirit can also become a soul master?" Wang Sheng couldn't help laughing as he said this, and other friends in the dormitory also laughed.

"Xiao San, let me do it. I really can't stand this guy being so arrogant." Yu Yi stopped Tang San aside and stepped forward and said.

Wang Sheng looked at him and asked, "What's your name again?"

"Yu Yi, Wuhun Kusanagi sword."

"What? What kind of grass sword? Is that a sword woven from grass?" Wang Sheng teased like this, and there was another burst of ridicule in Qishe.

At this point, Yu Yi's lips evoked a faint smile: "How about this, you use your martial spirit, and I don't use my martial spirit. Let's compete. Whoever wins will listen to whoever wins. How about that?"

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His words brought the matter to the forefront even more. Asking the other party to use his martial spirit while he didn't use his martial spirit was really not very harmful but extremely insulting.

Upon hearing this, Tang San next to him became a little anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward and tugged on the corner of Yu Yi's clothes. The meaning was obvious: There is no way to win like this. Brother Yi, you can't do this, otherwise it will be bad if you lose.

It's over.

Yu Yi patted him on the shoulder, which meant: Now that the words have been spoken, there is no way out.

When Wang Sheng heard this, he clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, kid, I'll do as you say. Don't regret it until you die!"

Wang Sheng said this, but he was not polite. He only heard a faint roar of a tiger from the battle circle, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared on his body, and behind it seemed to be the silhouette of a standing tiger.

"Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu. Boy, please regret it!"

According to the usual practice, Wang Sheng introduced his martial spirit and then shouted loudly. With a slightly fierce and domineering momentum, he rushed towards his opponent.

In fact, before obtaining the first spirit ring, the state of possession by a spirit warrior, especially a warrior spirit warrior with a beast martial spirit type, is not particularly obvious. It will only become apparent after obtaining the first spirit ring.

But this does not mean that the possession of martial souls has no effect. On the contrary, for children of their level, the difference between using martial souls and not using martial souls is quite big.

Tang San was really worried: Yu Yi's soul power was only level two, and his opponent's soul power seemed to be around level five, and he was also a pretty good beast spirit. There was definitely no chance of winning this battle.

Brother Yi, you really shouldn't be the one who stands out. Only if I do it will you be sure.

Facing Wang Sheng, who was full of fighting spirit and approaching fiercely, Yu Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he flew forward and stepped forward. His speed and body skills were so fast that he even brought up an afterimage. He kicked with a solid standard and went straight to the opponent's chest.

between the abdomen.

Konoha whirlwind!

Before Wang Sheng could even react, the relatively burly body flew out and hit the wall hard, making a muffled sound.

Maomao and the other friends all let out a burst of exclamations.

Tang San's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

Yu Yi used this trick to defeat the arrogant guard with one blow before. However, the guard is an ordinary person after all. Wang Sheng is a soul master, and he is still possessed by a martial spirit. Yu Yi's innate soul power is only two

level, how could he possibly be able to kick away a warrior who was several levels higher than him with one blow?

Wang Sheng stood up from the ground with some difficulty, covering his lower abdomen, and asked with some fear: "Yu, Yu Yi, right? Did you use a soul skill just now?"

Yu Yi said: "I heard that soul skills are not available only after you have a soul ring? So this is not a soul skill, but a physical skill."

"Physical skills?" Everyone looked at each other in surprise, but the look of surprise did not dissipate.

If it's physical skills, Wang Sheng, the beast soul master, should be stronger anyway. This thing is completely beyond imagination.

Yu Yi looked at Wang Sheng: "Why, do you still want to fight? If you are not convinced, we can do it again -"