Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

Chapter 66: Fight against Zhao Wuji, evenly matched!

The roar was as deafening as thunder and spread out in all directions.

Feng Yao looked forward intently.

I saw a short but muscular middle-aged man walking over slowly.

The person coming is none other than Zhao Wuji from Shrek Academy!
  Feng Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly circulated his soul power.

"Boy, it's just a sparring match. Do you think you have no one in Shrek Academy by doing such a heavy trick!?"

As soon as Zhao Wuji appeared, he scolded with an angry face.

Feng Yao sneered when he heard this, "Sparring? If you are not as good as others, then stop talking such useless nonsense!"

"What kind of competition? If you lose, you lose. Making excuses will only make yourself more embarrassed!"

Zhao Wuji's face darkened, with black lines on his face.

He also witnessed the whole process from the second floor and knew that Feng Yao was right.

But this kid obviously doesn't intend to give himself a chance!

"Boy, if you bully my students, the teacher will naturally come out to make trouble! My students can't let you bully me in vain!"

Thinking of what Tang Hao had done before, Zhao Wuji grinned, "I'm level seventy-six, and I won't bully you. I only use my martial soul, but not my soul skills!"

"If you can stick with me for just one stick of incense, I will let you leave peacefully and I will no longer pursue you for bullying my students!"

He had suffered a little at the hands of that boy Tang San before, but Feng Yao could crush Tang San and the others on his own, and Zhao Wuji didn't dare to rely on him.

Feng Yao raised his eyebrows.

His eyes swept over Zhao Wuji.

It was quite interesting to fight against a level 76 attack-type fighting soul saint.

In the past, I only had to fight with Liu Erlong, an eighty-five-level fighting spirit Douluo, with all my strength!
  Moreover, he can also rely on his recovery ability to slightly defeat Liu Erlong who is restricted.

But Liu Erlong couldn't afford to lose.

She had agreed not to use the martial soul avatar, but every time she got a little anxious, she would forget what she had said.

This makes it very difficult for myself.

Facing Zhao Wuji, Feng Yao wanted to leave, but the other party couldn't do anything about him.

If the opponent was Flanders, then he might still be afraid of three points.

But even if he faces Flanders, he can solve it directly as long as he moves out Liu Erlong.

He doesn't want to expose his hundred thousand year old soul bone just yet, and the flying soul skill of this soul bone is too slow!
  He has the roar of a tiger, and his full speed can match the title. What can Zhao Wuji do?

Thinking of this, Feng Yao's heart was filled with fighting spirit, and he said calmly: "Please enlighten me!"

"Good boy, that's interesting!"

Zhao Wuji was gearing up, his face full of excitement.

After being beaten so hard, he was already hungry and thirsty.

He wished he could pick up Tang San and give him a blast with a hammer, but it was a pity that he didn't dare.

A stick of incense appeared in his hand. Zao Wuji crushed it with two fingers, and the incense was ignited directly. Then it was inserted into the ground not far away by Zao Wuji.

"Boy, you can start now, I want you to take the first shot!" Zhao Wuji said calmly, crossing his arms.

Feng Yao's head armor blocked his face, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly, but the raised corners of his mouth made Zhao Wuji frown slightly.

Everyone present was waiting for Feng Yao's move.

They looked at Feng Yao with sarcasm, excitement, curiosity and shock.

However, what responded to them was the four soul rings rising from Feng Yao's feet.

hum-

Four soul rings, one yellow, two purple, and one black, shone with dazzling brilliance and slowly rose.

This terrifying soul ring ratio made everyone present look shocked.

Especially Tang San, whose face was full of disbelief.

This is impossible, the teacher clearly said...

"Don't be distracted!"

Seeing that everyone including Zhao Wuji had distracted eyes and looked dumbfounded, Feng Yao's faint words reached Zhao Wuji's ears.

I saw the two purple soul rings on Feng Yao's body flashing at the same time, and the power emanating from Feng Yao's body instantly increased by several levels.

"Live to fight, to die!"

Feng Yao shouted loudly and suddenly stepped on the ground. His soul power gathered under his feet and exploded instantly, and his figure disappeared in an instant. "What!"

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank and he subconsciously turned around.

However, just when Zhao Wuji turned around, a sonic boom sounded in front of him.

When Zhao Wuji saw a silver figure out of the corner of his eye, he had just reacted and his soul power had just begun to operate when his face was directly hit by Feng Yao's punch.

boom!
  Soul Saint is still Soul Saint after all.

After flying more than ten meters tightly, Zhao Wuji forcibly stabilized his figure in the air.

At this time, Zhao Wuji held his face, half-hunched over, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely ugly.

He just felt dizzy now, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer!
  In a moment of carelessness, he actually said it directly.

This kid looks to be about the same age as Mubai, his soul power is already as high as the soul sect level, and he has such a terrifying soul ring ratio...

Could this kid have been trained by some force or titled Douluo?
  Could it be the Wuhun Palace?
  If it was really the Wuhun Palace, there must be someone following him, and he might also have to...

Feng Yao saw Zhao Wuji's eyes moving around and didn't say a word.

Ignoring the looks of Tang San and others, he rushed towards Zhao Wuji again.

"Being distracted while fighting is a big no-no!"

Feng Yao quickly approached Zhao Wuji, leaving an afterimage with each fist fight.

"Martial spirit, possessed!"

Zhao Wuji let out a bear roar from his mouth, and the shadow of a powerful diamond bear appeared behind him. Brown hair also grew on the surface of his body. His originally extremely hard muscles also grew in size and were full of power.

Bang bang bang!
  The two sides collided instantly.

Although Zhao Wuji has rich fighting experience, most of his fighting skills in Douluo Continent rely on soul skills.

Without soul skills, they are like sick cats without teeth and claws.

Facing Feng Yao's stormy and measured attack, Zhao Wuji suddenly became a little confused, just like Dai Mubai before.

but.

There is a saying that goes well.

I can make many mistakes, you can only make one mistake.

After being possessed by Zhao Wuji's martial spirit, his defensive power is also very strong.

Sometimes, by taking advantage of the gap created by facing Feng Yao's attack head-on, he would strike back at Feng Yao.

Zhao Wuji's soul power fluctuations belonging to Soul Saint were all released.

Strength, speed, defense, all are extremely powerful.

Moreover, why does it feel like his power and speed can be superimposed?
  If he keeps fighting like this, he might really be embarrassed in front of these little bastards!
  Using a strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries, the two sides exchanged punches and retreated at the same time.

Looking at Feng Yao who was repelled by him, his breathing was still steady, Zhao Wuji was already shouting crazily in his heart.

Are all young people today so perverted?
  "Boy, tell me your name! I am the vice-president of Shrek Academy!"

Zhao Wuji did not disclose his name because he was really worried that the other party was from Wuhun Palace.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji seemed to be worried, he obviously didn't want to continue the fight.

Feng Yao's depression because he couldn't find the Man-Faced Demon Spider was vented a lot at this time.

"I am a student of Lanba College in Tiandou City, and Liu Erlong, the dean of the college, is my teacher."

"She was also the Killing Horn, one of the golden iron triangles on the continent, an eighty-fifth level fighting spirit Douluo!"

"I wonder if seniors have ever heard of it!?"

"what?!"

When Zhao Wuji heard this, he was suddenly shocked.

Golden Triangle, isn't that the title that Flanders guy used to have?

Eighty-five level fighting spirit Douluo?

To suffer!

Isn't the other teacher's commander nearby?

Noticing the sudden change in Zhao Wuji's expression, Feng Yao raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

I am no longer a helpless person.

It's nice to use your power to overwhelm others!
  ps: When Zhao Wuji and Tang San fought, they basically focused on defense and basically didn't attack much.

So please don't say anything like, Tang San can defeat Zhao Wuji, but the protagonist can't!
  (End of this chapter)