Marvel: Collecting Shinra Tensei at the beginning

Zhao Wujiu was very useful, he pointed to Han Yu and said.

"Come out and play a game with me. If you win, I will definitely give you a satisfactory compensation. If you lose, please give my student the contact information and address of the girl next to you."

Seeing that Zhao Wujiu had come down, Han Yu was still a little surprised.

Tang San told Zhao Wujiu the whole cause and effect, including the reason why Ma Hongjun provoked him first.

Zhao Wujiu nodded after hearing this, looked at Ma Hongjun who was still trembling slightly, frowned, and walked towards Han Yu.

"Brother, my student was just showing off his tongue for a while, and didn't do any real harm. Isn't your attack a little too heavy?"

As expected of Zhao Wujiu who is very protective of his weaknesses, even if his students make trouble first, he will come out to help his students.

"I haven't done anything serious. If that fat man can't even resist this, I guess he won't be able to go very far on the road of being a soul master."

Han Yu and Zhao Wujiu stared at each other, the smell of gunpowder was much stronger than before.

For a teenage boy, Han Yu can give him a little lesson and suffer, but if he pushes forward, he won't be afraid.

"You, come out and play a game with me. If you win, I will definitely give you a satisfactory compensation. If you lose, give my student the contact information and home address of the girl next to you."

It was another forced request, although it was better than Ma Hongjun's, but it was still so unreasonable.

Zhao Wujiu stared at Han Yu, wondering in his heart if he met a master this time.

Han Yu maintained a faint smile from the beginning to the end. With this kind of smile, he is either very confident in his own strength, or stupid and lacking. But looking at the situation, Han Yu is obviously the former.

"Do we need to take action?" Xiao Yan asked, Ace also looked at Han Yu, as long as the latter gave an order, Zhao Wujiu would be dead.

Han Yu pondered for a few seconds, stood up and walked out of the store, leaving a word.

"It's just that you're full, so let's eat."

Seeing that Han Yu agreed, both Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan were a little surprised. He actually agreed to the other party's challenge. They looked at each other and could see the smile in each other's eyes.

"There's a good show to watch."

Han Yu is someone who can restrain them, big names from other worlds, against this little Zhao Wulevel, although Xiao Yan and the others don't know his identity, they don't think Han Yu will lose at all.

Zhao Wujiu gave Shi Keke seven monsters a reassuring look, and followed Han Yu out of the door.

After the two came out, the passers-by who had been watching the show at the entrance of the hotel hurriedly dispersed, leaving a large space for the two of them. If they got too close and were accidentally injured, the other party would not pay them money.

"How do we fight?" Han Yu put his hands in his pockets, raised his head to Zhao Wujiu, and asked.

"Well, I won't bully you either. I'm a level 70 assault-type battle soul saint. You can attack me. Within ten moves, as long as you push me back more than three steps, I'll be considered a loser. If not , then count me as the winner, how?"

Zhao Wujiu's words made the Shike seven monsters in the hotel blush a little. He is a battle spirit saint with more than seventy levels, and his martial spirit is famous in defense and attack.

Their estimation of Han Yu is only level 50 if he is dead, and he is definitely a control system. How could this beat Zhao Wuji, who is known as Fudo Ming Wang!

But unexpectedly, Han Yu agreed without any objection.

Zhao Wujue clenched his hands, and the pressure on his body suddenly increased a lot, and he felt breathless, and the people who were eating melons around him had to back away for a long distance before they felt better.

"Come!"

Seeing Zhao Wujue's stance, Han Yu didn't say much, he clenched his fist and threw it at Zhao Wujue.

A no-frills punch, with an ear-piercing sound of breaking the wind, slammed hard on Zhao Wujue's chest.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang in everyone's ears, and a gust of wind was formed at the intersection of the fist and the chest, overturning the stalls on both sides.

The stall owner was shot innocently.

Zhao Wujue let out a dull voice, his eyes covered with surprise, "Isn't this guy a control-type soul master? This power can only be possessed by the assault type!"

"Why, can't you bear the first move? It's not over yet!"

Han Yu smiled slightly, and punched out his fist again. The rain-like fists landed on Zhao Wujuan's chest. The sound sounded like being muffled in a drum, and then he hit him hard, feeling his heart stopped.

Throwing out eight punches in a row, Shi Ke's seven monsters were surprised to find that Zhao Wujiu had already taken two steps back!

One more step, even if he loses.

"No way, could Teacher Zhao lose?"

Shi Ke's seven monsters looked at each other in dismay. When they were admitted to the hospital, they had fought against Zhao Wujiu, and they had personally experienced how he got the title of "Fudo Ming King".

Saying that they can't move, that's really not moving, at least at Tang San's current level, it's hard to shake.

"It's the last punch!" Zhao Wujue's expression froze, he didn't dare to be careless at this moment, he squatted with his legs half covered, his body was covered with golden light, and he shouted, "Powerful Vajra Bear!"

Martial Soul Possession!

Seven soul rings came out of Zhao Wujiu's body, moving up and down on his body, emitting extremely brilliant light.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, Zhao Wujiu's muscles are much bigger than before, and his height has broken through two meters. Thick brown hair like a brown bear has grown on his body, and his aura is much more majestic than before.

Zhao Wujiu is serious, he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his students.

"Is this the Vigorous Vajra Bear? It is said that the defense power is extremely strong, but unfortunately, no matter how strong the defense system martial spirit is, it can't match my hammer!"

Han Yu smiled, and the black light condensed in his hand, turning into a delicate hammer with a tail of black light, and smashed towards Zhao Wujiu like a meteor.

Seeing the small black hammer, Zhao Wujiu's face changed drastically, and he yelled in his heart that it was impossible.

When Tang San in the hotel saw this delicate hammer, he stood up with a "crack", his face was already filled with horror.

"Fudo Myoki? You kill me!"

The hammer didn't make much noise, only a circle of explosive wind exploded from the place where the two touched, which was far more powerful than Han Yu's first punch before.

This burst of wind ripples knocked the melon-eaters 30 meters away to the ground. Even with a buffer distance of 30 meters, when the burst of wind ripples hit them, they flew upside down for several meters What's more, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Wujue's two-meter-tall body sank several meters deep under this hammer, and the ground around his feet cracked into countless small pieces.

It is conceivable that Zhao Wujue, who took the hammer directly, endured such a terrifying force.

"Hao... Tian... Hammer, how is this possible?"

These were Zhao Wujue's last words before he passed out, and then he fell to the ground, and his martial spirit scattered back into his body.

"Heh, if you can stop it, you won't have to be forced to hide by the Spirit Hall for more than ten years."

Han Yu took back the Clear Sky Hammer, clapped his hands, and walked slowly back to the hotel under the horrified eyes of the crowd.