"Whoo~"

　　 Amid the smoke and dust, a figure covered with aquamarine energy suddenly sprang out, and after a backflip, it stood firmly on the ground.

　　 Tang San and they fixed their eyes, it was Ye Zhiqiu.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu looked a little embarrassed at this time, the original clean imperial robe was damaged in many places, and dust was stained on it.

　　 Simply, he just stood on the spot and gasped for a while, showing no signs of injury, at least on the outside.

　　 This made Tang San, Ning Rongrong and the others relieved.

　　 "Hahaha, boy, I really underestimated you." Zao Wou-ki's laughter came from the smoke.

　　 After a while, the burly figure of Zao Wou-ki walked out with the Wuhun real body, the golden cover of Fudo Ming Wang's body was still bright, and it looked intact.

　　 Looking at the appearance of the two, is it Zao Wou-ki having the upper hand?

actually not.

In fact, in the previous wave of fights, Zao Wou-ki’s first spirit ability was half-cracked by Ye Zhiqiu, but he walked out after repairing it with spirit power in the smoke and dust, and it looked like there was nothing at all. The way things are.

Don’t think it’s a simple matter to just smash Zao Wou-ki’s first soul abilities. Ye Zhiqiu is wearing his five soul abilities, in various negative states, and can break the enhanced version of the strong vajra palm. Then the Fudo Ming Wang's body was split open, and his clothes were slightly damaged, which was already very bad.

　　 After all, the level difference between the two is still very large. If Ye Zhiqiu was at the same level as him, that move would go to Peacock, and Zao Wou-ki would belch 100% on the spot.

　　 "Teacher Zhao, your martial arts body is also good, harder than a turtle shell." Ye Zhiqiu adjusted his breath. The spirit power of the whole body slowly disappeared, the green light permeating outside the body dissipated, and the Eight Door Dunjia was closed by him.

　　 My family knows what happened to my family, and if I keep opening eight doors, he is likely to be seriously injured. Opening six doors is still quite reluctant for Ye Zhiqiu now, not to mention pushing the six doors to the extreme, playing a scene skill-Chao Peacock, Ye Zhiqiu's body now has some slight internal injuries.

　　From this battle, Ye Zhiqiu could know that he could barely open six doors without injury, but he could not push to the extreme, otherwise he would still be injured.

　　 This is probably a big gain.

　　 Zao Wou-ki saw the strange aquamarine light from Ye Zhiqiu's body dissipate, and his aura suddenly dropped a lot. Can't help grinning, hehe, brat can't hold it, right? This ability to make one's strength skyrocket will certainly not last long, and it will have negative effects.

　　 And you, you are directly promoted from Soul Sovereign to being able to fight with Soul Sage, so the negative effect of such a heaven-defying ability is definitely stronger, right? Some internal injuries are inevitable, right?

　　 Now the state of improving my strength is gone, plus I'm injured, how can you fight me? Zao Wou-ki was secretly proud, he was also relieved that he still saved his face.

　　 To Ye Zhiqiu comparing himself with the tortoise, Zao Wou-ki didn't care anymore. Only the weak would cheer. This is exactly how Ye Zhiqiu was exhausted.

　　 "How is it? Asshole, do you want to continue?" Zao Wou-ki said with a sullen expression, his hands wrapped around his chest, his expression relaxed.

　　 "Of course we must continue." Ye Zhiqiu replied without thinking.

"Wait. A stick of incense is already over, A Qiu, there is no need to fight it down." Tang San reminded loudly, Ye Zhiqiu's kind of thing, it seems that the mountains and rivers are indeed exhausted, and Tang San thought he couldn't hold back. Unwilling to admit defeat.

　　 Dai Mubai also nodded and said, "This battle is meaningless. You have proven your strength to everyone. Wasn't the original goal to pass the assessment? Now it has passed, stop..."

Ning Rongrong Xiaowu also wanted to dissuade him, but Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand to them first, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and I don't want to be strong. It's just that I met a somewhat exciting opponent. Some hands are itchy."

When the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu turned around and looked at Zao Wou-ki, "Teacher Zhao, go ahead. Next, I will use 70% of my strength to let you feel... the power of God!" Ye Zhiqiu said When he said this, he looked serious.

　　 Zao Wou-ki was stunned, but he almost laughed. You bastard, do you still brag about Laozi? Seventy percent, still feel the power of God? I feel that you are a slapstick!

　　 A three-ringed soul sage said that he would let himself a seven-ringed soul sage feel the power from God.

　　 "Come on, I want to feel it..."

　　 Zao Wou-Ki looked very hard with a stern smile.

　　 Even Tang San and the others in the distance were speechless.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu smiled faintly, not caring. Now I am laughing and crying.

　　 Just when the two of them wanted to continue their hands, suddenly many people came from all directions. The black ten-thousand-year spirit rings on their bodies are all very conspicuous. These people are at least level 50 spirit kings.

The fastest person flew over from the sky. From the direction he came, he was in Soto City before. This person has three black ten thousand year spirit rings around him. The other spirit rings are yellow, yellow, purple and purple. The best match, at least for ordinary spirit masters.

　　 He is wearing a gray-black dress like a tuxedo, short hair, wearing a pair of glasses, and his complexion is a bit vicissitudes of life. He looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a blue-black owl spirit phantom behind him.

"God **** it, Zao Wou-ki, your special mother's one-year salary is gone..." The forty-year-old middle-aged man did not arrive, but his heart-piercing voice had been heard from far away. .

Zao Wou-ki shivered on the spot and glanced at the sky in the distance. After seeing who came, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, so you are a Fr. Iron Cock. Lan. Stubborn. Do you have the face to tell Lao Tzu about salary. Since I came to Shrek Academy as a teacher~lightnovelpub.net~ Has Lao Tzu received a salary of copper soul coins?

　　 Which three meals a day are not congee with pickles? Speaking of wages, I am angry.

　　 Wouldn’t you break a few broken floors and a few broken wooden houses? It's just like killing a pig, who are you scaring?

　　 "Susanoh!"

　　 At this time, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly shouted, and the hexagonal windmill in his eyes turned wildly.

　　 He can't wait anymore. When these college teachers arrive, there will be no chance.

　　 Before these college teachers arrive, he will rekindle the war and win the battle against Zao Wou-ki.

　　 This battle continues until now, Ye Zhiqiu is also holding back his breath. He has never had the habit of surrendering defeat. He didn't have it before, and he won't have it in the future.

　　 As Ye Zhiqiu's voice fell, purple bone-like objects emerged from the void behind him, arranged neatly, like human breast bones. On each bone, the purple soul power was beating and burning like a flame, which looked both strange and full of strange beauty.

　　 "Crack~Crack~"

　　 One after another bones condensed out of the void and arranged automatically. Soon, they formed a half-human phantom that was ten meters high.

A purple head with black inflammation beating in the eye socket appeared behind the top of the skeleton, and the bone frame seemed to come alive. The purple flame spirit power that was beating on the bone turned into a meridian-like substance in the blink of an eye. Covering the skeleton, it seems that the bone frame has grown flesh and blood out of thin air. After the black flame in its eyes trembled, a wave of destruction spread out from the purple figure that was more than ten meters high.

　　 The three stages of Susanoh, open!

　　 At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused, full of shock.