Douluo's dragon fist

Chapter 63 He Qi's Fourth Soul Ability!

Shrek Academy, the fourth examination room.

A scorching wave of air rushed towards him.

Zhao Wuji only saw the young man in front of him holding a golden dragon with circles of fireworks wrapped around it, and it fell towards him head-on.

"Quadruple King Fist!"

"Second soul skill, Explosive Flame Dragon Fist!"

[Stinky boy, you are the first one who can force me to use the fifth soul skill among the previous candidates! 】

Seeing that Zhao Wou-ki was about to be swallowed by the endless fireworks, the flames suddenly decreased.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze suddenly.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Tang San, and Xiao Wu were almost suppressed and couldn't move at all!
Zhao Wuji's fifth soul ring suddenly lit up!
This is his first black soul ring!
Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring!

The dark and glossy soul ring suddenly enlarged, then suddenly shrunk, covering the majestic body.

"Fifth Soul Skill Gravity Squeeze!"

boom!
There was a low hum in the void.

He Qi suddenly felt that the surrounding air seemed to condense into steel, oppressing him from all directions!

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will become a powder under this strong pressure!
However, He Qi is not, he is a soul master.

To some extent, he is still a soul master beyond his own level.

The whole body seems to be oppressed by a towering mountain, so of course it doesn't feel comfortable.

However, there was no trace of pain in He Qi's eyes.

"Eightfold Realm King Fist!"

He doubled his strength again, released his soul power, and resisted Zhao Wuji's strong squeeze.

The ground under their feet and around them had turned into dust, and the tables and chairs in the distance were crushed and deformed, and then crumbled, and sawdust flew everywhere!

The space is slightly distorted!
Seeing that He Qi's expression remained unchanged, more intense fluctuations of soul power came from his body.

Not only that.

The ten-thousand-year soul ring on He Qi's body that had been silent for a long time finally shone!

"Brat, are you going to use your trump card?"

While the surrounding air was being strongly squeezed, Zao Wou-ki shouted in a leisurely manner, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He seemed to have already planned in his heart to force this kid to use the fourth spirit ring.

but.

The next moment, Zhao Wuji's face changed.

The surrounding temperature plummeted!
Behind He Qi, there is actually a divine beast looming!
The divine beast was seven parts like a unicorn and three parts like a lion, with a length of seven to eight feet, and a sky blue divine light emerged from its whole body.

The pitch-black soul ring was quickly placed on the golden dragon.

"Fourth Soul Skill Frost Dragon Fist!!"

He Qi shouted loudly, his dragon-like right arm was covered by a circle of strong cold air!

The cold is like winter, suffocating!

Where the dragon fist passed, the water vapor quickly condensed into ice balls, forming a crystal icicle!

The Fist of the Ice Dragon, which is under the Eightfold Realm King's Fist, came straight to Zhao Wuji!

In an instant, it was frozen into a bear-shaped ice sculpture!

All around turned into frozen ground!
The incense stuck in the ground has long since burned out.

Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong were like pigeons being shot by bamboo spears, their expressions of astonishment were beyond words.

Is this the end of the battle?
A majestic level 76 Great Soul Sage was defeated by a level 42 Soul Sect? !

Unheard, unseen!

Also, what's going on with this guy, He Qi, for a while, it's fire, and for a while, it's ice, the power he exudes is by no means comparable to that of ordinary soul sects, or even soul kings!

When Dai Mubai was full of thoughts, the situation on the field changed again.

There are cracks visible to the naked eye on the ice sculpture.

"Sixth Soul Skill Vigorous Vajra Roar!"

"Oh hoo hoo!"

There was a sound of drinking in the void, and the ice cube several feet thick on his body was shattered!
That loud roar was like the roar of an ancient ferocious beast, and it spread in all directions!
The icicles that had condensed on the ground were all shattered!

Maybe it was because the thick ice offset part of the impact.Otherwise, the walls of the fourth examination room might all collapse, and the entire Shrek Academy would also be affected.

Maybe it's more than that.

"Boy, you are very strong."

Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help saying such words.

He Qi was slightly out of breath.

Ever since he acquired the martial spirit of the Golden Holy Dragon and the Kaiwang Fist, he has never fought so hard.

This is a matter of course, the opponent is a soul sage!
And at this time, Zhao Wuji seemed to be a little impatient.

His fighting spirit has been fully mobilized.

I don't know since when, he hasn't fought with anyone like this.

This battle made him feel incomparably hearty and joyful.

That's right, ordinary people or even soul masters, who can withstand such a terrifying blow?

"Boy, do you dare to take another trick from me?"

Zhao Wou-ki squeezed his fist, his will to fight did not decrease by half.

He Qi smiled: "I wish for it."

Although He Qi looks thin and ordinary, but like Zhao Wuji in his bones, he likes such hearty battles.

If a soul master doesn't fight, what else can he do?

"Good boy, you have backbone! I accept you as a student!"

As Zao Wou-ki said, the seventh soul ring lit up again.

and many more!

The seventh soul ring? ! !

Although these little devils have not reached such a high level, but I heard that the seventh soul skill can reveal the true nature of the martial soul, which greatly enhances the user's attack and defense.

This increase is three hundred percent! !

If that is the case.
"Wait, Mr. Zhao, it's time for a stick of incense!"

Dai Mubai was the first to react, and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

When he said this, everyone woke up like a dream.

Because the battle was too fierce just now, even the burnt incense ash disappeared without a trace.

No matter what, it's time for a stick of incense.

Zhao Wou-ki shook his head helplessly, and released the state of being possessed by the spirit: "I'm sorry, I lost myself in the fight. Congratulations, little monsters, you have passed the test!"

Tang San laughed when he heard this: "It's really great!"

Xiao Wu seemed to have forgotten the pain just now, and jumped up excitedly: "Yeah! That's really great! Brother He Qi, you are amazing!"

On the other hand, He Qi had an unsatisfied look on his face: "Well, Mr. Zhao, shall we stop fighting?"

He Qi really wants to see what the seventh soul ability of the soul saint looks like.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't take it any longer, and immediately poked He Qi's waist with his index finger, which meant: What are you doing?We have all passed, and you still want to fight with other soul saints?
She was naturally worried about his comfort.

She knew he was strong, but she hoped that he was safe and sound.

And Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he smiled and patted He Qi's shoulder: "Boy, you are very good. In fact, it is not fair for the teacher to fight against you. I have held on for such a long time, as for the fight, next time. Now I can explain to the dean, he will not be disappointed."

(End of this chapter)