People in Douluo are married to the Pope

Chapter 230 I'm in a Hurry
After a while, Wu Xing followed many disciples of the Zhu family to the duel platform, and countless people had already gathered here.

Under the publicity of Zhu Wuneng's people, everyone in Zhu's family, who was soon passed on, knew about it, but the strange thing was that there were no other people besides these disciples.

Obviously, they made it clear that they wanted Wu Xing to make a fool of themselves, and wanted him to know that Miss Zhu's Fourth Miss was not good enough for everyone.

Only Zhu Zhuyun, looking at the group of family disciples watching the play, shook her head in her heart, but she didn't say much, now she is very complicated about Wu Xing's arrival.

"This kid actually wants to duel with Zhu Wuneng?" Looking at Wu Xing on the stage, a disciple said in surprise.

Although Zhu Wuneng is not the most powerful of the younger generation among the many disciples of the Zhu family, his strength cannot be underestimated. His soul power has already broken through to the level of a soul king.

Hearing his words, one of the disciples beside him also laughed and said, "Yeah, the guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, is he the only one who is worthy to propose marriage to the Patriarch?"

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to kowtow to admit your mistake, and then obediently get out of Zhu's house. I can consider letting you go." Zhu Wuneng stood on the dueling stage, and when he heard the words of many disciples in the audience, he looked at Wu Xing proudly and said.

Hearing Zhu Wuneng's words, Wu Xing said lightly, "Are you only yelling?"

"Boy, since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being rude." Zhu Wuneng's face turned cold, and he said solemnly, "I forgot to tell you, as long as you don't die or fall off the dueling platform of the Zhu family, it's not over."

"You talk a lot of nonsense, if you want to do it, hurry up, don't waste my time." Wu Xing didn't take it seriously at all, and said leisurely.

"As you wish!" Wu Xing was so contemptuous that Zhu Wuneng was very angry. He is a direct disciple of the Zhu family, and he is used to being superior outside.

Five soul rings appeared at the feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black, which is the best configuration of soul rings.

It's just that after activating the Martial Soul, he found that the other party hadn't activated the Martial Soul, so he couldn't help but said in a cold voice, "Boy, are you going to admit defeat? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"Admit defeat? Just kidding, you don't need to activate the martial soul to deal with you." Wu Xing yawned and replied lightly.

"Should die!" Zhu Wuneng roared angrily, this kid was so arrogant, he said that he didn't need to use Wuhun to deal with him.

Not to mention him, even the disciples in the audience were taken aback when they heard Wu Xing's words, and then they couldn't help laughing. This was the first time they saw someone who didn't know what to do.

"The first soul skill, Nether Thrust!"

Zhu Wuneng turned into an afterimage, and came to Wu Xing in an instant, and the sharp claws on his fingertips stretched out suddenly, slashing towards his neck.

"Okay!" Zhu Wuneng was very fast, and seeing that he was about to be slashed across the opponent's neck, everyone in the audience couldn't help cheering for him. They didn't expect that the person in front of them would not be able to resist even one round.

But amidst the applause of the crowd, when Zhu Wuneng also felt that he would kill with one blow, Wu Xing's body moved, and he simply stretched out his hands, firmly grasping the opponent's attacking claws.

Wu Xing's speed was so fast that everyone didn't see his movements clearly before they saw Zhu Wuneng's hands being grabbed by him.

"What!" His hands were grabbed by the opponent, Zhu Wuneng's face changed, and he was about to withdraw subconsciously, but found that his hands seemed to be clamped by iron clamps, and even with all his strength, he couldn't move.

"How is it possible!" Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw Zhu Wuneng's hands being grabbed by the opponent.

"Crack." Just as everyone was shocked, there was a sound of bone shattering. Wu Xing exerted force on his wrist, and Zhu Wuneng's hand possessed by the ghost civet was directly broken.

"Ah...!" The severe pain made Zhu Wuneng let out a scream.

After breaking the opponent's hand, Wu Xing stretched out his foot again with a blank face, and kicked him hard in the chest.

"Wow!" Zhu Wuneng's screams stopped hoarsely. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily on the ground, motionless.

In an instant, the audience was silent!

One round, one real round, Zhu Wuneng, who is the soul king, was kicked off the ring by Wu Xing, who broke his hands.

"Hiss." The disciples of the Zhu family who came back to their senses after a long time gasped and looked at Wu Xing in horror. They never imagined that the other party could solve Zhu Wuneng in one round.

You must know that Zhu Wuneng is the soul king, and he still activated the martial soul. Looking at Wu Xing, he didn't even activate the martial soul. This kind of strength completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

After finishing all this, Wu Xing glanced at the disciples of the Zhu family indifferently, and said, "I thought you are so powerful, and you only have this little strength?"

"Boy, don't be arrogant!" Hearing this, all the disciples of the Zhu family were furious. They were actually underestimated. This was still at home, and they were underestimated by the other party!
But even though he was angry in his heart, no one dared to go on stage, Zhu Wuneng couldn't even last a round, and going up by himself was useless.

Looking at the disciples of the Zhu family who dared to be angry but did not dare to go on stage, Wu Xing couldn't help but said contemptuously, "I'll give you a chance to take revenge, let's go together, I'm in a hurry to slap your eldest lady, bah, no, I'm looking for your fourth lady. "

"You!" After being said by Wu Xing, the disciples of the Zhu family all pointed angrily.

"Zhu Gangli, let's join hands together, don't let this foreign boy underestimate." Being so underestimated, some disciples couldn't sit still, and one of them even said to Zhu Gangli who was beside him.

"Okay." Zhu Gangli nodded, stepped on tiptoe, and came to the dueling stage.

This is related to the dignity of the Zhu family. As a disciple of the Zhu family who is second only to the eldest lady, how could he be indifferent.

"It's Zhu Gangli, the two senior brothers Zhu Bajie have come on stage!" Seeing the two stepping on stage, everyone exclaimed.

"Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, but that's all for now." Zhu Gangli and Zhu Bajie looked at Wu Xing coldly at the same time.

Wu Xing raised his eyebrows, and said, "Zhu Wuneng was as confident as you guys just now, I think it's better to call a few more people."

"Boy, die!" Zhu Ganglu and Zhu Bajie yelled at the same time, their martial spirits were activated almost at the same time, and they attacked Wu Xing one from the left and one from the right at the same time.

"The first soul skill - Nether Spike."

"Second Soul Skill - Nether Hundred Claws."

"You're really arrogant, do you think the two of us are Zhu Wuneng!" Seeing that Wu Xing still hadn't activated his martial soul, Zhu Gangli and Zhu Bajie sneered inwardly.

It's just that when they hit the other side's front door, they lost each other's figure in a blink of an eye.

After reacting, it was too late to take back the soul skills, and the two sides collided.

"Shua!" A piercing voice came, Zhu Gangmane's nether hundred claws directly slashed across Zhu Bajie's chest, and Zhu Bajie's Nether Thrust directly slashed across Zhu Gangmane's neck.

Blood splattered and sprayed out, and then the two plopped and both fell on the dueling platform.

Originally, normally, when the two were exchanging ideas with each other, they would not be hit by the soul skills of both sides, and they would not be so seriously injured, but Wu Xing seized the time very well, blocking the sight of the two of them, and there was no harm at all. Anticipate the angle of attack problem until it is too late to see clearly. . .

(End of this chapter)