Douluo: Sign in from the Holy Soul Village

Chapter 43 1 punch!

"You really want to hit me head on."

Zhao Wuji was a little surprised and speechless.

Although he had only activated his first soul skill, his Soul Saint level soul power and martial soul possession were difficult for even a Soul King to break.

It can be seen from the previous battles that unless the great soul master can hit a vulnerable part like the eye, it is impossible to cause any damage.

And since it was a hand-to-hand fight, it was even more impossible for Ye Feng to win, and he would just get a beating.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's fists fell on Zhao Wuji's chest.

Even Dai Mubai can only exert this level of power at most.

"It's useless."

Zhao Wuji was not affected at all and just started fighting with Ye Feng.

When the two fists hit together, he did not retreat at all, but Ye Feng was knocked away more than ten meters. This was the advantage of soul power.

No matter how many cheats and blessings Ye Feng has, his own strength is still weak against Zhao Wuji.

......

"Okay, I can actually last a minute."

Zhao Wuji was secretly surprised.

Ye Feng had been beaten several times, but he still had the willpower to survive.

For a control-type soul master, this seems extremely outrageous.

Almost everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded.

Ye Feng was like a fighting soul master, and he could actually fight Zhao Wuji for so long.

Seeing the collision of fists, they felt horrified just thinking about it.

If it were them who fought so desperately, no one would be able to survive.

"Eat my punch!"

Ye Feng struck out with another seemingly ordinary punch.

But the target of this punch became Zhao Wuji's face.

"The game should be over."

Zhao Wuji said coldly.

The incense was getting shorter and shorter, and he didn't want Ye Feng to hold him back for a while and make him lose face.

The third soul ring flashes purple light.

The soul skill increases gravity, directly increasing the weight of surrounding objects tenfold.

After activating this soul skill, Zhao Wuji stopped his movements and waited for Ye Feng to fall from mid-air, and the attack was disintegrated by the soul skill.

The situation was just as he expected, Ye Feng seemed to be deeply stuck in the quagmire.

But at this subtle moment, the shadows on the ground also activated.

The first soul skill, soul intimidation!

Zao Wuji was dizzy for one and a half seconds as before.

The gravity enhancement that had just been activated also disappeared, and Ye Feng's left arm immediately flashed black. This was the skill of the Thousand-Year Ant's ten thousand year soul bone——

Strength increased tenfold!

The effect lasts for three minutes, followed by a three-day period of weakness.

The reason why he waited so hard for such a period of time was to make Zhao Wuji relax his vigilance and then use this extremely powerful punch.

It's equivalent to ten times the power of a full-strength punch from a level 35 beast spirit soul master!

Comparable to a level 40 soul sect!

The attack trajectory was changed, approaching the eye position of the head of Zhao Wuji's huge body.

"boom!!!"

While everyone was watching in disbelief, Ye Feng actually punched Zhao Wuji's mountain-like body away.

It flew a full distance of five or six meters before stopping.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were also swollen and congested with blood from the beating, and were slightly sunken.

If this power is stronger...

I'm afraid Zhao Wuji's eyeballs will explode on the spot...

Just thinking about it made several people feel cold in their hearts. Only Xiao Wu felt warm in her heart.

"His-"

Zhao Wuji let out a groan of pain, and there was an urge to cry in his right eye.

The nerves in the eyes are very fragile, and the pain was extremely painful when he received this punch.

I wasn't injured after the fall, but the severe pain in my eyes was really sore.

"you!"

Zhao Wuji roared angrily.

Just as he was about to take action again, he found that Ye Feng's expression was very cold.

"There are still thirty seconds left,"

"If you use the fourth soul skill, or even the fifth soul skill, then I don't mind using my trump card to play with you."

Ye Feng said coldly.

Anyway, there are still several thousand-year soul bones, and although they are very ordinary items, today he is going to fight Zhao Wuji hard.

If you dare to do it, I will absorb a few more soul bones.

Anyway, there is a system, so at worst, you can just wait until you get the props later and then replace the soul bones.

Take a step back and calm down?

It doesn't exist. The more you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more angry you become.

"You guy..."

Zhao Wuji said through gritted teeth.

In the years since he had retired to rest, this was the first time he had suffered such a big loss at the hands of a little guy.

The move just now was obviously a soul bone skill. He didn't expect that this person actually had a soul bone, and it was also a power type soul bone.

What a hell it is today.

But facing a mere great soul master, the soul saint's use of the third soul skill was already going too far.

If he uses a higher soul skill and spreads it in the future, I am afraid that he, the Immovable King, will become a useless King and be ridiculed by the soul world.

"Very good, you win this time."

Zhao Wuji gave Ye Feng a final hateful look.

With only tens of seconds left, he did not choose to take action again, but put away his martial spirit.

After regaining his true form, his clothes were in tatters, the dent in his right eye looked very obvious, and his eyeball was filled with bloodshot eyes.

......

"Brother, are you alright?"

Ye Feng walked back slowly, and Xiao Wu quickly expressed concern.

"It's okay, it's a bit expensive."

The young man replied a little tiredly.

Until now in the battle, he had used almost all the abilities he could use, and even absorbed a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone on the spot.

In this way, he barely hurt Zhao Wuji a little.

It would be nice if I were stronger...

Because this time Xiao Wu coughed up blood, her desire to become stronger became even stronger.

"Cough, cough, cough,"

"Oscar, Oscar! Come here, you have business!"

Dai Mubai looked at the embarrassed Zhao Wuji, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, so he just shouted loudly.

Deliberately adding soul power, the voice almost spread throughout the academy.

"Where's the business? Where?"

Oscar walked over excitedly.

"Xiao Ao, come here,"

"Get some sausages, someone needs healing."

Dai Mubai said.

"Five copper soul coins each, don't forget to pay me afterward,"

"I have a big sausage."

Oscar smiled and quickly finished reciting the soul curse, and three fragrant sausages appeared in his hand.

"Give me some sausage too."

Zhao Wuji's voice was a little vague and a little aggrieved.

After taking the sausage that Oscar just made, after the battle, he looked like a beggar.

"who are you?"

"Why are you here at Shrek Academy? You still know my name?"

Oscar blinked and said doubtfully.

"asshole!"

"Do you want to be punished? I am Zhao Wuji!"

Zhao Wuji was furious. He had just calmed down a lot, but he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It seems that today's affairs must be handled well.

A few children made me look like this now. I wonder if I should be a human being anymore.

"Uh."

Oscar was stunned for a moment.

He was very curious about how Zhao Wuji became like this, but he refrained from asking.

In this situation, it is better not to anger Zhao Wuji.