Douluo Super Villain

Chapter 62 Do you still have requests?
"Okay, okay, you won, you won openly, okay?" Zhao Wuji was speechless in his heart, this kid didn't give him any face.

"Win...win?"

Not far away, after hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Ning Rongrong's face was full of disbelief. They actually won against a Soul Saint.

Moreover, Lin Jie actually said that he would not guarantee whether he would kill Zhao Wuji next time.

Hey, what's going on?
Is Lin Jie so strong?
From Ning Rongrong's perspective, it was impossible to see Lin Jie take action. Even if he could see it, he might not be able to see it clearly. Only Zhao Wuji and Li Yusong were able to do so.

At this moment, Li Yusong was looking at Lin Jie dumbfounded.

Good guy, what kind of method is that, it can actually force Zhao Wuji to the point where he has to admit defeat.

The most important thing is that he did not see Lin Jie light up the soul ring at all. In other words, it was Lin Jie's self-created soul skill, a self-created soul skill that could kill the Soul Saint with the strength of the Soul Sect.

Hiss...it's scary just thinking about it.

But Tang San was a little confused at the moment, what happened, what did Lin Jie do, why did Zhao Wuji give up?

Although his silent sleeve arrows injured Zhao Wuji, the injury did not have much impact on Zhao Wuji at all, but Lin Jie was able to force Zhao Wuji to the point where he had to admit defeat.

Is the gap between them really that big?

It seems that we have to find a way to make other hidden weapons as soon as possible. The power of the Silent Sleeve Arrow is too limited, and it is difficult to provide much help to a truly strong person.

Lin Jie said with satisfaction: "Very good. Now that we have passed the test, let me mention my request."

"What, you still have a request?" Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Jie in astonishment.

"Haha..." Lin Jie sneered: "With our talents, we can't get into any academy. What's wrong with my small request?"

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of anger arose in his heart. Who does this kid think they are, Shrek?
Lin Jie seemed not to notice Zhao Wuji's expression, "Don't worry, my request is not too much. I just need the college to provide me and Zhu Zhuqing with an independent courtyard with two rooms."

In the original work, Tang San and the others shared a room. Lin Jie didn't want to live with other people, and couldn't.

Although Shrek is poor, the most important thing he lacks is a house. He is not worried about the other party's rejection at all. If he cannot meet these small requirements, he can just leave.

"OK, no problem."

Sure enough, after hearing Lin Jie's request, Zhao Wuji's expression instantly became better, and he agreed with a smile.

"Then Xiao Wu and I want one too." After hearing Lin Jie's request, Tang San couldn't wait to speak. If possible, he would also like to live in a separate courtyard with Xiao Wu.

Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched, but he still agreed.

There is no way, this request is really not too much, because it is not worth it to make people run away from such a trivial matter.

Lin Jie and Tang San already had them, and Ning Rongrong couldn't live without them, so they also made the same request, and Zhao Wuji agreed to both because he had a lot of debt and no need to worry about it.

As for not having enough houses...

It doesn't exist. There isn't much in the village, just a lot of houses. It's nothing more than giving the villagers a little more money to rent a few more. It's not expensive anyway.

Or maybe just build a few more rooms.

Zhao Wuji looked at Li Yusong, "Old Li, take them to the assigned dormitory first. Who is that? You take this little girl with me for treatment."

Saying that, Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San and motioned for him to follow with Xiao Wu.

There was no medical room in Shrek. If he got injured, he would just eat two Oscar sausages. The reason why he did this was because Zhao Wuji wanted to hack Lin Jie's alloy flying knife.

Something that could give a Soul Sect the power to kill Soul Saints was a temptation that even Zhao Wuji couldn't resist. This is also the reason why Zhao Wuji obviously had the ability to force the flying knife out, but he didn't do it. If he forced it out after leaving, wouldn't the flying knife belong to him?

As for when Lin Jie asks...just say it's lost.

"Wait a minute……"

Zhao Wuji just turned around, but was stopped by Lin Jie, "Teacher Zhao, with your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to force out the hidden weapon in your body, right?"

The number of alloy flying knives was limited, and Lin Jie couldn't let Zhao Wuji take advantage of him.

This guy obviously had the ability but didn't do it. It wasn't because he wanted to trick him into thinking what his flying knife was. After all, it was something that could kill the Soul Saint.

Although he needed to rely on falling leaves and flying flowers to do it, Zhao Wuji didn't know.

hidden weapon?

Tang San's heart trembled when he heard this. Lin Jie actually knew about hidden weapons, and they were hidden weapons that could kill the Soul Saint. Tang San's mind instantly became active.

Staring at Zhao Wuji, Tang San wanted to see what kind of hidden weapon it was.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that his little trick was discovered, Zhao Wuji couldn't help coughing twice to cover up his embarrassment, but at this point, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

As his soul power surged, he forced out three alloy flying knives and Tang San's three silent sleeve arrows.

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the alloy flying knife, and Lin Jie didn't stop him. What's the use of looking at the thousands of years of industrial level gap?

Can Tang San still make it?
Looking at the flying knife in his hand, Tang San was secretly shocked. Such a small flying knife was actually so heavy, and when it was forced out of Zhao Wuji's body, there wasn't even a trace of blood on it.

Tried the knife edge.

"hiss……"

Looking at the scratched finger, Tang San couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Isn't this too sharp?
Neither the Tang Sect's forging technology nor the forging method his father taught him could forge a flying knife of this level.

In this way, he has one more reason to become a disciple.

Tang San didn't believe that Lin Jie could forge such a flying knife. His teacher must have given it to him. He, Tang San, must get this magical hidden weapon.

As for how Lin Jie shot the flying knife into Zhao Wuji's body.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, it is not difficult to guess that this must be a top-notch hidden weapon technique, but Tang San is not too jealous of this.

Because if he had this flying knife, he could do the same.

While Tang San was sizing up the flying knife, Zhao Wuji also picked one up from the ground. He was very confused. Although the flying knife was sharp enough, it was dead after all.

How could a dead object without enough power have the power to kill the Soul Saint? How did that little guy do it?
Bring it to you.

Coming closer, Lin Jie snatched the throwing knives from the two men's hands and picked them up from the ground, ignoring the reluctant glances of the two men.

Seeing the flying knife put away by Lin Jie, Tang San almost couldn't hold back and asked for it directly.

But Tang San suppressed that emotion in an instant. It was just a flying knife. As long as he could become a disciple, Lin Jie would have everything he had.

There is no need to speak now, as doing so will only reduce the chance of his success as a disciple.

(End of this chapter)