Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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In front of Yang Ming and his party, Zao Wou-ki stood quietly on the ground, the imposing aura that radiated from his body, but people did not dare to look down upon him.

The muscles of a steel-reinforced iron-clad muscle are extremely exaggerated, like a stone statue carefully carved by the most brilliant sculptor. Every inch of muscle contains explosive power.

The broad shoulders are as thick as a wall, and there is no doubt that if they were hit by his shoulder, they would be like being run over by a fast-moving truck, and the bones would be broken directly.

Shoes that were much wider than ordinary people stepped on the ground, twisted and rubbed slightly, and faintly heard a "click" from the ground, and a shallow crack was faintly cracked in the ground, just enough for a loach to stick out.

Guru!

When Yang Ming moved his ears, he heard someone swallowing saliva, and he was also taken by the aura of the teacher Zhao in front of him.

Yang Ming's expression constricted, with a solemn touch between his eyebrows.

I have to say that since crossing the Douluo Continent, apart from the Black Emperor who occasionally bubbling out, it is the current Zao Wou-ki that has placed the greatest pressure on him.

Zao Wou-ki clearly put on a rather kind expression, and his eyes also had a friendly smile, but the people caught by his eyes, without exception, subconsciously tightened their muscles.

Just like in nature, creatures face predators upstream in the food chain, shocked, worried, and vigilant!

"children."

Zao Wou-ki moved his hands, ankles, and wrists, making a series of creepy "clicks, clicks", and the corners of his mouth rose slightly with an inexplicable smile.

"Since you are all the pride of heaven who passed the second and third passes without the test, I will be a little more serious and show some real skills to test you."

"The content of the test is actually very simple. Within the time of a stick of incense, several of you need to work together to resist my attack. As long as one person can persist to the end, even if you pass the test."

Dai Mubai was slightly startled, but he knew that Teacher Zhao Wou-ki was a ruthless character known as King Fudo Ming, especially known for his amazing defense.

At the moment, Dai Mubai hesitated slightly:

"Teacher Zhao, it's not so good. If school hasn't started, you will beat the candidates to a disability, and no students will dare to come to our Shrek Academy in the future."

Zao Wou-ki glared at him, and said in a bad mood:

"Look at what you said, am I such a light or heavy person? It's a big deal. At most, it's just to beat them down and let them lie down in the hospital for a few days."

The words made the others embarrassed.

Seeing that he could not persuade Zao Wou-ki, Dai Mubai sighed in his heart and gave Yang Ming a group of self-seeking eyes, saying:

"You have to be careful, Teacher Zhao is a 76th-level soul sage, second only to the dean in strength."

"Ms. Zhao's spirit is a powerful King Kong bear, and his defense is extremely terrifying. Even a spirit master of the same level as him may not be able to break the defense, so he also has the title of King Fudo Ming."

Ning Rongrong had a pale face and exclaimed:

"He turned out to be Fudo Ming Wang Zao Wou-ki, the strong man who had disappeared on the mainland for ten years?"

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree!

Even if Zao Wou-Ki had lived in Shrek Academy for many years, his reputation remained the same.

While Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San were communicating, Yang Ming jumped over them and came to Zao Wuji.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, his expression surprised:

"Yang Ming, what does he want to do?"

Hearing this, several people who had introduced themselves to each other turned their heads and looked at Yang Ming.

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Ning Rongrong naturally recognized Yang Ming, but the two of them were just fate.

Yang Ming ignored the gazes of others. The reason why he stood up alone was precisely because the Black Emperor said in his heart:

"Young man, do you desire my power?"

"Now, it's time to give you the first test. With your own ability, within a stick of incense, take the attack of the soul saint in front of you!"

"As long as you complete this test, I will raise your second spirit ring to the thousand-year level."

Yang Ming took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to push the Black Emperor to the ground and rub.

Four years!

After summoning the Black Emperor, Yang Ming originally thought that this product would immediately test himself. As a result, for four years, the Black Emperor hadn’t been a bird at all. Instead, he ran out when he had time to dig a grave for someone else’s house. .

Too much is really tears!

Since the destruction of the village, Yang Ming realized that his strength was still insufficient.

Over the years, Yang Ming has squeezed almost all the available time and only sleeps for four hours a day. In addition to eating and studying, he is constantly practicing.

Improve soul power, practice swordsmanship, and perform devil training. Every day, he carries two hundred catties of weights for 20 kilometers long-distance running, 500 push-ups, and 500 sit-ups.

Under such high-intensity training, Yang Ming has also laid a solid foundation. Even if he uses the Eight Door Dunjia again to open the first four doors, it is more than enough.

Although the rewards of the system are good, many things have hidden dangers.

For example, every time a new skill is acquired, the system will instill a lot of information. If Yang Ming can't hold it, his head will burst.

For another example, the summoned Black Emperor is not obedient at all.

Yang Ming also secretly guessed that the system is not a panacea, it is just an auxiliary tool.

If one's strength hasn't reached a certain level, and if one obtains something far surpassing one's own level prematurely, it is bound to be backlashed.

In the startled and suspicious eyes of everyone, Yang Ming clasped his fists towards Zao Wou-ki and said in a deep voice:

"Under Yang Ming, I want to challenge Teacher Zhao alone!"

The audience was shocked when he said this.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth with her hand to avoid exposing the O shape of her open lips, because this is not a lady at all, but the gaze from her beautiful eyes has already revealed her inner world.

This guy is crazy!

Zhu Zhuqing was as indifferent as before, but his eyes stayed a little more on Yang Ming, as if he had a certain affection for him, it was a kind of curiosity.

After getting along for the past few years, Tang San and Xiao Wu have already understood Yang Ming's character very well, knowing that once he makes a decision, he will not easily make changes.

Xiao Wu clasped her hands together nervously, crossed her ten fingers together on her chest, put out a prayer like, and muttered in her heart:

"Brother, don't have anything to do with you later."

A trace of purple intent flashed in Tang San's eyes, staring at the battle fiercely, if Yang Ming ended up badly, he would support him.

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, like a Ukiyo-e.

Zao Wou-ki was taken aback for a moment, as if he heard some big joke, but after meeting Yang Ming's steadfast gaze, his face showed a smile of appreciation.

"Boy, you are crazy enough, half of my style."

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