Dou Po: This alchemist is too fierce

Chapter 327 The Strong Wu Hao

"Okay, okay, stop posing, Wu Hao prepares as soon as possible." Looking at the indifferent Wu Hao on the stage, Zhou Chen checked the information in the manual and said.

"How dare this guy show such an attitude towards Blood Shura. This referee is very unfamiliar. Maybe he is new."

"It seems to me that although Wu Hao is a student, he is indifferent and ruthless. He is gradually eroded by blood and his mind is a bit strange. Usually many instructors have to give him some face."

"I really can't tell what will happen next..."

Wu Hao, who was in the center of the square, suddenly noticed the impatient voice behind him. When the bloody aura dissipated from his body, he slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen looked at him calmly. The bloody murderous aura that intimidated everyone had no effect on Zhou Chen. It is no exaggeration to say that the bloody murderous aura exuded by Wu Hao was a child's play in Zhou Chen's eyes.

Crushing his momentum was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Let's see if you can concentrate on whether your opponent is me." Zhou Chen slowly put down the manual, and a hot breath jumped in his eyes.

Wu Hao's heart seemed to be suddenly grasped tightly by a big hand, and he suddenly had trouble breathing.

"This guy is not simple! He looks young, but he can unleash such pressure." Wu Hao had to calm down and look at his opponent.

"Uh." Wu Hao's opponent in the field suddenly screamed in shock. He didn't even start to fight, but was shocked and took several steps back.

The Dou Qi in his body started to circulate rapidly, forming a Dou Qi gauze on the surface of his body. The weapon in his hand was tightly clenched. If you get closer, you can see that his hands and the weapon began to tremble.

Looking up and down at his opponent Yan Cheng, who was constantly trembling with nervousness, Wu Hao shook his head helplessly, "You're already shaking like this, why don't you surrender?"

Yan Cheng's chest heaved violently, and a thin line of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His face turned pale and he said, "Blood Shura, right? I want to see how strong you are!"

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction, "It's courageous, not bad."

Perhaps because he was worried that his courage to wait would be gone, Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and actually took the initiative to attack!

With a low shout, as if to cheer himself up, the figure shot forward, the weapon in his hand was raised high, and it was slashed hard accompanied by waves of small sonic booms.

Yan Cheng spent a lot of energy on this blow, but in the face of such an angry blow, Wu Hao, who was wearing a blood robe, was extremely calm, and even his body did not move.

And when Yan Cheng's weapon struck him, the blood-red figure suddenly moved and disappeared.

The sword struck the ground heavily, making a crisp sound of iron, bursting out sparks, and flew directly into the air.

"No!" Yan Cheng seemed to suddenly realize something, turned around quickly, and stabbed backward quickly with his sword!
Behind him, a blood-red heavy sword appeared out of nowhere and easily deflected the sword thrust. The sword was thrust into the center of the heavy sword, like an egg hitting a stone, causing no harm.

Behind the huge sword, a fierce eye appeared.

"Not bad, the reaction is okay." Wu Hao's voice came out coldly, his eyes looked at the sword casually for a moment, the hand holding the epee slightly loosened, and then he tightened it casually.

Just such a grab directly knocked the long sword out of Yan Cheng's hand. At the same time, Yan Cheng's arm continued to feel numb and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth.Xiao Yan, who had always been calm, could no longer remain calm at this time. In one round, Wu Hao's strength was exposed and he directly knocked the opponent's weapon to the ground. This Yan Cheng's strength had already reached about five-star Dou Shi level and was already not weak. There wasn't much opportunity to struggle.

Yan Cheng noticed that his weapon had fallen to the ground and reacted quickly without much hesitation. After all, no one who studied in Canaan Academy was simple.

Jianyan stepped hard on the ground, his movement speed suddenly increased, and he quickly retreated towards the rear, trying to get Wu Hao to distance himself.

Just as he pulled away, the bloody figure of Wu Hao not far away mysteriously disappeared again.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. The heavy sword had been placed on his shoulder, and he didn't notice it at all!

"You lose." Wu Hao looked indifferent as his body suddenly stiffened on the spot.

"As expected of a top five expert, he is so fast. If I were on the field..." Xiao Yan couldn't help but frown at this time.

In two rounds, Yan Cheng was defeated. There were countless gasps on the field. Perhaps everyone did not expect that Yan Cheng, a five-star fighting master, could not last more than three rounds.

"Wu Hao is good at speed strikes, and his weapon is a heavy sword. He is not like the previous wind attribute fighting spirit practitioner Goli who did not have enough attacks to threaten. Wu Hao is fast and explosive!

This is due to the Xuan-level advanced movement fighting spirit he cultivated, called Shadow Blood Flash! "Teacher Ruolin explained on the side.

Xiao Yan looked at the Xuan Zhong Ruler behind him. The two of them were so similar. If they were to fight, it would definitely be an inseparable contest. Xiao Yan silently called Wu Hao's name a few times. This guy might not be as good as him. Then Baishan is even more difficult to deal with.

"Until the point is reached, put the sword down." Zhou Chen warned loudly. This guy seemed to be out of his mind and couldn't control himself enough to prevent blood from splattering on the spot.

The blood-colored heavy sword in Wu Hao's hand trembled and was finally withdrawn. Yan Cheng finally let out a long sigh of relief. He tried to leave his body but failed. He softened in front of everyone and saw him sitting heavily on the ground. Breathing.

Ignoring it, the embarrassed Yan Cheng looked away indifferently, then swept across the stands, and finally landed on Xiao Yan.

"Are you Xiao Yan? Do you dare to fight?" An indifferent voice sounded, and Wu Hao pointed directly at Xiao Yan, who was wearing black robes in the audience.

When Wu Hao finished speaking, he attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

Xiao Yan at the table stared at him closely, and then slowly stood up to meet Wu Hao's momentum.

They were silent, their eyes facing each other, and the intertwined gazes seemed to be ignited out of thin air. No one on either side was afraid of the other!

As the two men looked at each other, two powerful lines of fighting energy began to surge up, and ripples of fighting energy continued to spread around them.

Xiao Xun'er wanted to speak out, but she opened her mouth but no sound came out. The words that came to her lips still didn't come out.

Zhou Chen lowered his head and flipped through the precautions in the manual and sighed. It seemed that he still couldn't win.

"Sorry, this is against the rules. If there is any conflict, let's chat privately..."

(End of this chapter)