Douluo: I'm really a healing spirit master

Chapter 30 Zao Wou-ki, Come Out
The fourth test site.

Looking at Tang Yi who was casually held by Zhao Wuji, a group of people could not help but look at each other.

Seven-ringed soul sage against two-ringed great soul master, plus Wuhun avatar, Tang Yi didn't even have time to react, and was directly stunned.

In an entrance test for an intermediate college, it's okay for the teacher to come off in person, but in the end he even performed the seventh spirit ring skill, Wuhunzhen. Isn't that shameless?
face?
What is the face?
Turning his head to look at the green incense that had already been burned out, Zao Wou-ki waved to Dai Mubai who was beside him.

"Xiaobai, come here. This kid is in your hands. Take him back to the dormitory. You can also make arrangements for the accommodation of the other freshmen."

"Okay." Dai Mubai nodded in agreement.

"Okay, don't stick around here anymore, step back, I'm tired." Zhao Wou-ki waved his hand impatiently.

"Come on, I'll take you to the dormitory."

After picking up the unconscious Tang Yi, Dai Mubai turned to look at the other people present.

Gazing deeply at Zhao Wou-ki, Tang San didn't speak, and followed the large army silently, the whole person was extremely quiet.

Xiao Wu, who was extremely noisy on weekdays, also became very well-behaved at this time.

It wasn't until after everyone at the scene had finished walking that Zao Wou-ki's upright body suddenly relaxed.

There was a hiss of cold air in his mouth.

Take a look at the wet clothes.

Good guy, most of the surface of the body is dripping with blood, and the potholes of different depths made Zhao Wou-ki grin his mouth in pain.

This is too hurtful!

The kid named Tang Yi didn't know what kind of martial spirit he was, but after a test, even with the physique of Zhao Wuji, the Fudo Ming King, he still suffered serious skin trauma.

This is the case when the two sides have absolute level suppression.

What the hell, if it's the same level, if it's a crispy long-distance soul master, is it still worth playing?
This person lost his hair today.

Sighing lightly, Zhao Wou-ki thought to himself, when that old fellow Flender returns, he still doesn't know how he will make fun of him.

night.

The night is quiet, the moon is hanging high.

Tang Yi, who woke up from the bed in the college dormitory, silently turned on his own system.

As a traverser with a system, he was stunned by a soul saint with a level of more than 70. This is simply a shame and shame, and it has completely embarrassed all the traversers on the earth.

His strength is not enough, he needs to strengthen himself.

Seeing that there were more than 100 million negative emotion points left, Tang Yi's eyes were firm.

You can get it again after the balance is exhausted, but there is only one life, this time it is the good Zhao Wuji, if next time you meet other villains who are not good, then don't just give it to Mo accidentally.

Therefore, it is imperative to strengthen yourself.

In this world of the weak and the strong, Tang Yi would not use his own life to gamble on the kindness of others.

At the same time, another corner of Shrek Academy.

Although the college is very poor, as the vice president of the college, Zao Wou-ki still has an exclusive residence that belongs to him alone.

Of course, because the college has limited funds, it's just a small wooden house.

in the hut.

Zhao Wou-ki had already changed into a suit of clothes at this time, the soul sage level powerhouse itself has a very strong resilience, and there is also a soul sage Shao Xin who has the ability to heal in Shrek Academy, the injury during the day It's been seven to eighty-eight.

Sitting on the window sill of the bed, Zao Wou-ki crossed his arms.

The scene of fighting Tang Yi during the day echoed in his mind, and his heart was still not at peace.

He has been sitting here for about two hours without eating dinner.

Whenever he thinks of being angry, Zhao Wou-ki would slap the bed under his buttocks.

Thinking that his majestic level 76 soul saint would be bullied like this by a freshman who just entered school, the key is that he still has no way to beat Tang Yi to vent his anger.

I really think about it for a while and get angry, and the more I think about it for a moment, the worse I am.

If this matter had been put on the table more than ten years ago, with his old Zhao's temper at that time, how could he be so angry!
However, Qi returns to Qi, Zhao Wou-ki still recognizes Tang Yi's strength.

With that kid's current age and cultivation base, he can already hurt himself at level 70. What will happen when that kid is in his 20s or even 30s?

Just when Zhao Wuji fell into fantasy, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a different arc, a deep voice suddenly sounded from his ear.

"Zhao Wuji!"

"Who!"

Shivering shiveringly, Zhao Wou-ki's expression changed instantly, and he jumped off the window sill directly.

With his perception at the level of a soul sage, even if he is a little relaxed at this time, not everyone can approach him quietly.

Zhao Wou-ki's expression was incomparably solemn.

When he was in the world of soul masters, he caused a lot of troubles, and he barely offended more than half of the righteous or evil ways.

Gently rubbing his temples, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt a headache.

There are too many enemies, and it is impossible to know who is coming to the door.

"You come out!"

The person who came did not reply, but locked on Zhao Wuji's body with a vague aura, guiding him in the direction.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Zhao Wou-ki directly broke out of the window, and following the guidance of the mysterious man's breath, he quickly climbed over the wall and left Shrek Academy.

Zhao Wuji was on fire in his heart when he was humiliated by Tang Yi today.

At this time, someone came to his door to be beaten, of course he couldn't wish for it.

After all, when a person reaches middle age, too much anger can easily hurt the body, and proper fire relief is beneficial to physical and mental health.

He is not afraid that the opponent is strong, but he is afraid that the opponent's strength is too low to bear the caress of his old Zhao Dali's Vajra Palm.

Soon, Zhao Wou-ki came to a dark grove, and the breath that guided him here suddenly disappeared.

"Come out, I know you're here!"

With a low shout, Zao Wou-ki immediately completed the spirit possession. The seven spirit rings circled around his body continuously, especially the last three black ten thousand year spirit rings, which looked incomparably deep in this dark night. .

Shasha~
The sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves sounded, and a burly black figure slowly walked out from the shadow of a big tree.

Zhao Wuji heard the sound and looked.

I saw that this person was wearing a black cloak, because the hat was shadowed, and his face could not be seen, so he could only judge from his figure that this was a tall man.

"A young man who hides his head and shows his tail, how dare you lift the brim of your hat to let the uncle see your face!" Zhao Wuji snorted coldly.

In the state of being possessed by the martial soul, his whole body exudes an inexplicable wildness, which makes him look calm and majestic.

(End of this chapter)