Douluo: Titled Sword King, Martial Soul Killing Immortal Four Swords

Chapter 4 Rampant pronouns

Li Tiangang and the two stepped into Shrek Academy and walked on the sandy ground. Xiao Feng looked around curiously.

There are wooden buildings on both sides. The doors and windows of some houses are creaking in the wind, and some towels hanging on the railings are covered with cobwebs.

No matter how worn it looks.

When Xiao Feng thought that he had to follow his boss to practice in such a shabby place, he couldn't help but curled his lips and complained: "Boss, not only does this academy look a bit small, it also seems to be a bit shabby!"

Li Tiangang was carrying the Zhuxian Sword on his back, with his hands behind his head, looking indifferent.

"Strong people tend to be low-key. It's not surprising to live in a place like this. If the mountains are high, immortals will be famous. If the water is not deep, dragons will be spiritual."

Xiao Feng looked around, but found no one.

"All right.

But, boss, didn’t Teacher Li at the door say that a teacher would come to us when we come in?
But we’ve been gone for so long, why haven’t we even seen a teacher..."

"I don't know about that, it should be those teachers who are busy." Li Tiangang was also a little confused, why Flanders and Zhao Wuji were not there.

Li Tiangang and Xiao Feng were surprised when several sounds like cats and eagles whirred in the air.

Such a strange sound made the two of them look up to the sky.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses was flying in the air with huge wings on his back, and he was holding a sturdy middle-aged man in his hand.

These two people were clearly Flanders and Zhao Wuji.

Li Tiangang narrowed his eyes. The aura on Zhao Wuji was strong but violent and uncontrollable.

It was obvious that he had just broken through the realm and was still unable to control his soul power freely. At this point in time, he should have advanced to the seventieth level soul saint.

Flanders controlled the spirit to land at an extremely fast speed, and appeared in front of Li Tiangang and Zhao Wuji almost in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Feng looked at the two people in front of him curiously. Judging from the boss's reaction, these two people must be the experienced teachers he said.

Among them, the one with a thin body and glasses has a deep and powerful aura, and the other is a majestic, shorter one with a violent and domineering aura.

Obviously neither of them is easy.

Flanders and Zhao Wuji looked at each other, and then walked towards Li Tiangang and the others.

Flender pushed up his glasses and looked at Li Tiangang and Li Tiangang with sharp eyes.

Zhao Wuji shook his muscular arms and looked at Li Tiangang, who was carrying a sword about the same length as himself.

Grinning: "Are you two little guys this year's students?"

Xiao Feng was about to nod in response, but Li Tiangang on the side tilted his head and asked: "Don't they look good?"

Xiao Feng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. His boss was still as tough as ever when facing two strong men!

Zhao Wuji stared and said with a smile: "Boy, you are very cool!"

Li Tiangang said smoothly: "Is it illegal to drag? Is there any law that stipulates that people cannot be dragged?"

Zhao Wuji's smile froze, and he looked unkind: "Oh, I've never seen someone as arrogant as you in my whole life!"

Li Tiangang chuckled and said, "Hey, haven't you seen it now?"

Li Tiangang's words were shocking. Xiao Feng on the side swallowed his saliva and felt his scalp numb.

Good guy, didn’t the boss say that he came here to ask for advice on how to practice? Isn’t that how Ganqing asked for advice?This doesn't look like asking for advice!

He was afraid that the burly man in front of him couldn't help but slap his boss.

Zhao Wuji laughed angrily after being criticized for so many times. Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, appeared out of thin air under his feet, and the aura around him instantly boiled.

Huge pressure moved towards Li Tiangang.

"Good boy, I want to see what you are capable of, how dare you be so arrogant!!"

"Arrogance requires skill, and I happen to have it!"

Li Tiangang held the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, and two yellow soul rings slowly rose under his feet. The sharp sword energy around him made everyone present feel a little stinging in their faces.Although he was only a great soul master with two rings, his sharp aura was on par with the terrifying aura of Zhao Wuji, a seven-ring soul saint.

what! ! !
At this age, there are century-old soul rings, or two!
Zhao Wuji looked extremely shocked. No wonder this kid is so arrogant. It turns out he is really qualified to be arrogant!
And that brown sword spirit actually made him feel extremely palpitating!

Flanders, who was standing quietly next to him, suddenly lost his composure. He looked at Li Tiangang with extremely hot eyes and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

We have found a treasure!

The anger on Zhao Wuji's face slowly disappeared, but he was still a little unhappy and snorted coldly:

"Okay, boy, I admit that you do have the ability to be arrogant!
But when you are in front of a soul saint, it is best to be in awe. A genius who has not grown up is not a genius! "

Li Tiangang sneered: "I don't believe it!"

Zhao Wuji looked at the little guy in front of him who performed the arrogance vividly with a solemn expression: "Then I will tell you why you should fear the strong!"

Flanders, who was standing aside, touched his stubble-covered chin.

This little guy is indeed a bit too arrogant, even to the point of being arrogant.

Although he is extremely talented, he has a bad temper. He can easily break if he is too strong. It would be a good idea to let Lao Zhao attack this little guy's arrogance and let him know how to restrain himself.

After thinking about it, Flanders did not stop him.

A huge brown bear appeared behind Zhao Wuji, and then merged into his body, and its body shape began to change.

His whole body was covered with a thick layer of brown hair, and his previously short height instantly exceeded two and a half meters.

The muscles all over his body were hunched, his brown eyes exuded a domineering aura, and his big hands became extra heavy, as wide as cattail leaf fans.

It looks very visually impactful.

In order to let the kid in front of him know what it means to be strong, Zhao Wuji prepared to end the battle in a devastating way.

The second, third, and fifth soul rings under his feet, one yellow, one purple, and one black, flashed one after another.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

As Zhao Wuji shouted loudly, Li Tiangang suddenly felt as if his whole body was pressed by a boulder, becoming extremely heavy, and it was as if his feet had fallen into a mire and it was difficult to move.

At the same time, a huge pressure came from all directions, squeezing him towards Zhao Wuji.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji jumped up, jumped into the air, and said sharply again: "The second soul skill, the powerful Vajra Palm!"

Both palms turned into bear paws and fell from mid-air towards Li Tiangang with terrifying power.

But Li Tiangang's expression was indifferent, as if he did not take the attack of a soul saint into consideration at all, even if this soul saint was still the best among soul saints.

Just when Zhao Wuji thought that his attack was too harsh and Li Tiangang could not counterattack, he was about to stop.

A shuddering aura slowly rose from Li Tiangang's body, and the two yellow soul rings under his feet flashed simultaneously.

"The first soul skill, Sky-Breaking Moon Slash!"

As the voice fell, countless sharp sword energy rioted around them, raging and flamboyant.

Li Tiangang swung his sword, and a line in the Zhuxian Sword was like an annihilation of everything. It was able to split the void, taking the shape of a white waning moon. The terrifying and thick sword energy instantly swept out and went straight to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji slapped his palms on the white sword energy, and was instantly blasted backwards by the overwhelming force, destroying a wooden house.

His best defense turned out to be like paper.

Not only were the clothes torn to pieces by the sword energy, but many places on the body were cut by the sword energy, causing heart-wrenching pain. Even his palms were torn with huge gashes, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Zhao Wuji had long lost his anger. He gasped and stood up slowly from the ruins. He looked at the martial spirit in Li Tiangang's hand with a solemn and surprised expression.

What is the origin of this sword?
The sword energy was extremely sharp and overbearing, as if it could crush everything in the world.

No matter how hard he defended himself, he was unable to stop him in the slightest. His tyrannical soul power was like paper in front of him, shattering at a touch.

(End of this chapter)