Zhao Wuji twisted his body, and his joints crackled. He stared at the bronze bell's big eyes: "Come on!"

"Where is your martial soul?" Ye Zhiqiu frowned.

Zhao Wuji grinned and showed a sharp white teeth: "You don't need to be hit by a martial soul!"

"I think you want to find a way out for yourself, right?" Ye Zhiqiu curled the corners of her mouth, and a sarcastic look in her eyes.

He felt that Zhao Wuji was laying the foundation for being defeated by him, and then Zhao Wuji would definitely say that he didn't open a martial soul and didn't count.

Zhao Wuji hooked his finger at Ye Zhiqiu: "Come here!"

"Looking for death!" Ye Zhiqiu leaned forward and rushed towards Zhao Wuji quickly. At the same time, he waved his right arm vigorously, trying to hit Zhao Wuji in the abdomen with the tortoise shell of his right arm.

A ruthless and fierce look flashed in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes. The arrogant guy, I can't even beg for mercy with this punch!

Ye Zhiqiu fisted: "Drink!"

There is no feeling of hitting a real thing on the fist.

Zhao Wuji's body seemed clumsy, but in fact he was very flexible. He just turned sideways to avoid Ye Zhiqiu's powerful and powerful attack.

Ye Zhiqiu, who hit the empty place, was shocked first and then panicked.

His fist fell to nothing, and his body rushed towards the edge of the competition platform under the action of inertia. Once he fell to the competition platform, he would lose!

"I'll help you!" Zhao Wuji turned around and kicked around, and his thighs, which were thick with his waist, hitting the shell on Ye Zhiqiu's belly, kicking him back along the same path.

Bang!

After a loud bang, Ye Zhiqiu landed on the other side of the competition platform with a parabola, leaning on all sides, like a real turtle.

Ye Zhiqiu lay on the ground, her face turned green. She was not injured, but felt that she was humiliated.

Zhao Wuji stood on the other side of the competition platform with his arms held in his arms and looked down at him with a playful look.

"How come Ye Zhiqiu was knocked away?"

"The teacher must be careless!"

"That big man moves so fast. Could it be a sharp attack soul master?"

"The teachers at Canghui Academy are not very good either!"

"I originally planned to let my son go to Canghui..."

"Canghui can't do it anymore, come to our Lan Yue!"

Ye Zhiqiu's face became greener when he heard the sound of cheering in the audience. He gritted his teeth and expelled himself: "I just underestimated you, but you have ended here!"

"Is that true?" Zhao Wuji curled his lips.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly bounced up from the ground and launched a sneak attack: "The second soul skill: Xuanshui Ice Cover!"

The change came very suddenly, and the audience in the audience didn't even react.

Ye Zhiqiu thought that he would definitely not be able to escape this time!

The cold air spread around, the ground was covered with thin white frost, and a water column composed of mysterious water shot towards Zhao Wuji from Ye Zhiqiu's mouth.

Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows, stepped on his feet, and moved several meters to the left.

The Xuanshui pillar shot into the competition platform, and a large piece of ice appeared where it was shot. The water column in the air also condensed into a spike covered with prickly icicles, with a great momentum.

Although it didn't hit, it excited the audience. In their opinion, this is a decent soul master battle.

"Come on, teacher!"

"Canghui is OK, too."

"One more!"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were a little gloomy, and another one... Do you think of him as a monkey?!

I didn't hit it again, this big guy is not simple!

Ye Zhiqiu thought from the perspective of others, thinking that if he was in Zhao Wuji's position, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

"The mysterious water is frozen!" Ye Zhiqiu used the same move again.

Zhao Wuji not only easily avoided it, but also had the leisure to stimulate Ye Zhiqiu: "Green-shelled Tortoise, do you have only this trick?"

"Don't hide if you have the ability!" Ye Zhiqiu felt angry.

He felt that Zhao Wuji must be a sensitive attack soul master, otherwise he would not have been able to hide so easily.

Zhao Wuji twisted his neck: "If you only have this trick, I will do it."

"The third soul skill: Xuanshui stimulation!" Ye Zhiqiu stamped the ground with his right foot, and the soul power of the cold attribute spreads around, causing the competition platform to freeze inch.

Ye Zhiqiu sneered at Zhao Wuji: "I see how you hide!"

Xuanshui storm is a soul control skill that can cover the entire martial arts competition platform, and even agile attack soul masters cannot avoid it.

"It's a bit interesting." Zhao Wuji curled the corners of his mouth, bent his legs and his body bounced high.

The mysterious water turbulence can only freeze a plane, but not a target at a high place.

Seeing Zhao Wuji jumping up to avoid him, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, because he was waiting for this moment. He suddenly stretched his head forward: "The second soul skill: Xuanshui Ice Cover!"

The biting black water column shot towards Zhao Wuji, who could not move in the air.

Zhao Wuji was a little surprised: "So you have a little brain."

"Show your martial soul!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted loudly. He was actually a little panicked until now.

He has used four soul skills and consumed nearly one-third of his soul power, but he doesn't even know what Zhao Wuji's martial soul is.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fist and charged his strength: "You don't need to be a martial soul to suck you!"

"Stupid!" Ye Zhiqiu held his hands behind his back, feeling that he had won.

Even the Soul Emperor who is over 60 cannot block his Xuanshui ice without releasing his martial soul.

The audience looked forward to looking at Zhao Wuji, hoping to see him frozen or... smash the Xuanshui pillar with one punch.

"Hey!" Zhao Wuji growled.

The iron fist, wrapped in the sandbag's power, faced the mysterious water column that Ye Zhiqiu spurted out.

Yellow and blue and white light flashed violently in the air.

The audience stared wide.

boom!

The yellow light was flourishing, and countless ice edges sputtered around.

"Ah!" the audience screamed in fear.

At this time, a layer of translucent light curtain appeared, decomposing all the ice edges that were shooting down the stage.

The audience calmed down and looked at Taichung in the martial arts competition. They found that Zhao Wuji was already standing safely on the ground of the martial arts competition.

"This is impossible!" Ye Zhiqiu said in shock.

"Wow, the big man took Ye Zhiqiu's move without using his martial soul!"

"The teachers at Canghui Academy are so bad!"

"Come on, big guy!"

"Blow this green turtle!"

Ye Zhiqiu's face looked very ugly. He was so nervous that he had no time to listen to the shouts of the audience.

He obviously has no martial soul, but he can smash my second soul skill from the front. He is at least a soul emperor or even...

Thinking of this, fine beads of sweat oozed out of Ye Zhiqiu's forehead.

"Who are you?" he asked in fear.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and beat his chest: "Shrek Academy! Zhao Wuji!"

"Shrek!"

"Zhao Wow-Ki!"

"Shrek!"

“…”

Zhao Wuji waved to the audience like Ye Zhiqiu just now, which attracted a burst of cheers.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was ashes, and he felt that he had kicked the iron plate.

Zhao Wuji curled his lips and said, "I'll give you a chance too. As long as you admit that Canghui Academy is not as good as our Shrek Academy, I will spare you."

"This is impossible! You Shrek is just..." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head firmly.

If he admitted this on the martial arts competition stage, he would probably be expelled from Canghui Academy when he returned.

"I dare to smear us Shrek!"

Ye Zhiqiu immediately shouted: "The fifth soul skill: Xuanshui..."

"Bad Xuanshui!" Zhao Wuji's voice came from behind him.
Chapter completed!