From Douluo to Weimo

Chapter 34 Battle, Gris
At this time, the teacher who had recovered from his body suddenly said: "It's okay to pass the trick."

"Teacher, what's your name?"

Chu Wuhen looked at the teacher with a familiar face in front of him, and asked suddenly.

"Ah Gris."

It turned out to be Ah Glass's twin brother, if not for their different walking habits, Chu Wuhen would not be able to tell who is who.

"Okay, let's go."

As soon as Chu Wuhen's words fell to the ground, Yan became interested. He was looking forward to the appearance of Qianjin Gate again.

But Chu Wuhen had to disappoint Yan, he stretched out his arm, straight for the midline.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

Ah Gris looked at Chu Wuhen's shot silently, elusive, extremely fast, but without any sound of piercing through the air, unlike ordinary masters who shot out of nowhere and exploded with anger.

Can't help but look heavy, is this really a child, then he has been training on dogs for the past 30 to [-] years.

This is a very high state, and silence is better than sound.

His hands are soft, like the pads of a tiger cat's flesh. It looks soft, but with only a thousand catties of strength, it can actually break a stele and crack a stone.

After all, at their level, it is impossible to explode with all their strength, so as not to hurt other people, they can only use the physical quality of an ordinary beast soul master.

But today, he, Gris, was afraid that he would lose face. Seeing that palm approaching like this, he couldn't dodge it at all. He let out a low growl, and his physical fitness suddenly rose several levels.

hum...

The palm arrived and hit the midline of Ah Gris.

However, Ah Gris's chest did not make the sound of bones breaking as expected, and Chu Wuhen didn't expect to be able to crush his bones at first.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ah Gris' whole body trembled, and the ancient bell sounded like that in the temple. It seemed that his body was a big bell, and any attack on him would only ring melodiously, which was thought-provoking.

"Interesting, teacher, my hands are designed to break steel and iron bones. What kind of martial spirit are you, that you can polish your body to such an extent at this level."

Chu Wuhen didn't care about the blow that didn't accomplish an inch, but asked with great interest.

After all, he didn't use the true Taoism of Douluo Mianshou, or else he was too bullying.

The Douluo cotton hand is a Buddhist martial art. It is recorded in the Shurangama Sutra that the Buddha's hand is the Douluo cotton hand. This hand is similar to the cotton palm in martial arts, but it is higher than the cotton palm. After practice, it is as soft as cotton and just as iron.

The palm he slapped just now, although it can be called the combination of hardness and softness, did not combine will, achieve the unity of god and form, and break the limit with wisdom and concentration, so it could not hurt him.

"Dark Golden Bear, why, do you want to test whether the teacher's martial soul is mighty?"

Ah Gris glanced at Chu Wuhen with great interest, with a hint of playfulness on his face.

"If possible, I really want to try it, so that I can get some cleanliness."

Looking at Ah Gris, Chu Wuhen showed a shy smile and said openly.

"hiss!"

Yan gasped.

If he remembered correctly, it was the dormitory battle in the afternoon. The boss is too brave. To make it easier, he challenged this violent bear.

That's right, in his eyes, Agris with the dark golden bear spirit is just a violent bear, violent and inhuman.

In this regard, Yan could only shout: "Boss, mighty."

In a short while, the news of the rookie Chu Wuhen's battle with Violent Bear Gris spread widely, and everyone knew about it.

I saw several teachers standing in a certain area of ​​the martial arts arena, each standing in the same position, beating according to the law, and a large arena with a length of 500 meters and a width of [-] meters was slowly rising.

Surrounding it is a light curtain rising, composed of soul power, which can resist the full power output of the normal soul saint series.

Seeing that Chu Wuhen was slightly surprised, it was still a traverser who could play. From this point of view, the construction of Wuhun City was also unique.

Below the arena, there were plenty of people, and someone handed out small benches to watch the show while eating melons.

This is a long-lost relaxation plot for geniuses, but in the past, teachers fought with teachers, but now students fight with teachers.

"This is Chu Wuhen, does any of you know his situation?"

In the corner, a few teachers knocked on melon seeds with great interest, and said while looking at the situation on the ring.

"It's not clear, I only know that there was some commotion on the stone steps, but a gag order was issued."

"Tsk tsk, the password, it seems that this kid has something."

"Hehe, how about some more things? I just found out that Gris is very likely to be level 59."

"If this is the case, it is indeed terrifying. Just watch it, I have a hunch."

"Go away, don't mention your premonition, you grandson."

"Ah Gris, Wuhun 'Dark Golden Bear', Level 59 Battle Soul King, please advise."

Looking at the extremely well-proportioned man in front of him, Chu Wuhen thought for a while, it seems that his original guess was correct.

After all, the young man in front of him is probably only 29 years old.

"Chu Wuhen, the martial soul 'Dragon Emperor', a level 26 great soul master, please advise."

Accompanied by Chu Wuhen's crisp voice, the students in the audience were noisy.

Some people say that he overestimated his abilities, and even dared to fight against level 26 at level 59.

Someone had a heavy heart, remembering what happened this morning, with a complex expression on his face.

Of course, there are still a few people who have unparalleled confidence in him, just like the Black Five.

"Who is this? Wuhen will definitely win, don't you think so?"

The little fox Hu Liena blushed, waved a pair of white little fists, and said without hesitation.

In this regard, what the person sitting next to them said, looking at this group of gangsters and forces, they can only nod.

Ah Gris looked at the young man in front of him with a heavy expression, his heart sank to the bottom.

At a glance, Chu Wuhen was covered with weaknesses all over his body, but as he took one step towards a normal person, some of the weaknesses on his body would disappear, and after nine steps, the weaknesses would disappear completely.

Seeing him swaying gently, with weaknesses all over his body, Gris is almost scolding his mother.

Immediately, Ah Gris didn't need these fancy things for him anymore, and then he stomped his feet suddenly, and his body suddenly swelled up.

His original height of 1.9 meters swelled to more than three meters away. As his body swelled, his hair also turned dark golden, and even his skin had a dark golden luster.

At the same time, the five soul rings of yellow, purple, purple, purple, and black rose from under his feet at the same time, hovering over his body, so that he couldn't take a second look.

Just when Ah Gris was possessed by the martial spirit, Chu Wuhen followed closely, his jet-black and crystal-clear hair turned blood-red all over, exuding a strange beauty, but not disgusting, and there was still a scent of fragrance Wreathed.

The originally glaring and shining golden pupils turned red gold, like lava flowing, it was pure fighting intent brewing, and the scarlet tongue added a ring of lips.

The hoarse voice echoed in the light curtain of soul power, with enthusiasm like fire.

"Come to fight!"

For a moment, Ah Gris had an urge to back away. He felt that what he was facing was not a child, but a prehistoric monster.

He hovered on the throne, quietly watching the rebels set off a rebellion.

(End of this chapter)