Dismantling the blind box from Douluo

Chapter 37 Zao Wou-ki in Various Styles

"I said, Mr. Zhao, why don't you use your martial soul avatar, otherwise you can only be hung up and beaten by me." Qu Qian stood behind Zhao Wuji.

"Little bastard, besides the spirit avatar, I have two soul skills that are useless. You think I have no way to deal with fast soul masters. Watch out, the fourth soul skill is location tracking." Zhao Wuji got up from the ground , roared immediately.

A purple soul ring flew out from Zao Wou-ki's body, and put it on Qu Qian's body.

Zhao Wou-ki jumped towards Qu Qian, and appeared in front of Qu Qian in an instant, Qu Qian dodged in no hurry, condensed red-golden energy, wrapped his arms, and then crossed his arms, resisting Zhao Wou-ki's punch.

pedal, pedal, pedal...

Qu Qian backed up again and again after being beaten by Zhao Wou-ki, Qu Qian stepped on the ground one by one, took five steps back before stopping his body.

Qu Qian who stopped his body, shook his numb arm, and walked towards Zhao Wuji A again.

This time Qu Qian was in Zao Wou-ki's third soul skill, the gravity was increasing, and his speed dropped a lot, so Zao Wou-ki was able to react.

Then the two began to exchange A passionately, punching to the flesh, and the scene was extremely exciting.

Zhao Wuji, who had been facing A with Qu Qian for a while, used his first soul skill to fly Qu Qian's bullet without moving the body of King Ming.

After Qu Qian was thrown into the air, after a few ups and downs, he stood still on the ground. He looked at the incense beside him, and found that there were not many sticks of incense left, but Qu Qian only forced out a fifth soul skill of Zao Wou-ki. Not to mention the spirit avatar, even the sixth spirit ability was not forced out.

"Mr. Zhao, if you don't use your strength, this incense stick will be gone. At that time, I will let everyone know that a 76-level soul sage was hanged and beaten by a [-]-level great soul master." Qu Qian immediately said provocatively.

Zhao Wuji also fought very aggrieved, a dignified attack system soul sage fought with a support system great soul master to this extent.

So he roared angrily: "Little bastard, even if I was beaten up by the headmaster today, I will definitely let you suffer. The sixth soul skill, Vigorous King Kong Roar."

Seeing that Zhao Wou-ki finally used the sixth soul skill, Qu Qian's eyes flashed with joy, but he didn't relax his vigilance, and immediately wrapped the red-gold energy around his body to form a big ball, almost forming a substance.

Several other people standing in the distance retreated frantically.

A shock wave spread out from Zao Wou-ki's body and swept across the big sphere in front of Qu Qian.

With a click, the big ball in front of Qu Qian shattered directly, and the weakened shock wave hit Qu Qian immediately.

"Wow." Qu Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, and then Qu Qianban knelt on the ground.

In front of Qu Qian, with Zao Wouji at the center, a large pit with a diameter of 50 meters was formed, and even several surrounding houses collapsed.

Qu Qian stood up slowly.

"What, you are only level [-], and you can still stand up after taking my sixth soul skill? What kind of monster are you? Are you afraid that you were not transformed by a soul beast?" Zhao Wou-ki looked terrified.

"Second soul skill, three-color spiritual light, healing light." Qu Qian directly released the soul skill on himself, healing the injury just received.

"Mr. Zhao, if you don't release the spirit avatar, there is no way you can defeat me within a stick of incense. If you insist on not releasing the avatar, then I will use all my strength." Qu Qian looked at Zhao Wuji Said.

Qu Qian has been walking extremely smoothly in the past few years, but now he is extremely annoyed when facing a rough-skinned and thick-skinned Zhao Wuji, and it is difficult for him to break through his defense now.

Now Qu Qian has also discovered his weakness, that is, the output is not enough, and he lacks a high explosive skill.

"It's impossible to release the spirit avatar, it's for desperate use, you can't break through my defense, just use your full strength." Zhao Wou-ki didn't believe that Qu Qian still had strength left, because Qu Qian's two The soul skills have been released, how can there be any full strength?
Now Zhao Wuji is just thinking, why does Qu Qian want to release his martial soul avatar so much?
"Okay, since that's the case, Mr. Zhao, don't die."

After Qu Qian finished speaking, he took out a stack of suppressing talismans and threw them towards Zhao Wou-ki. The talismans quickly turned into various lights and entwined towards Zhao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wuji saw it, how could he be caught without a fight?

Immediately activated the first soul skill, and did not move King Ming's body, but Qu Qian was ready to be silent, and threw it directly on Zhao Wuji's body, the golden light that just appeared on Zhao Wuji's body disappeared.

Zhao Wuji: "Huh???"

At the same time, Zhao Wuji felt a riot of soul power in his body, and then he was wrapped around his body by various rays of light transformed by Qu Qian's magic talisman.

Immediately, Zhao Wou-ki felt a sense of emptiness coming from his body, even his feet were a little limp.

The magic talisman used by Qu Qian reduces the target's negative status such as strength, speed, energy operation speed, etc.

Then Qu Qian took out another stack of third-level low-grade offensive charms, about twenty of them.

"Mr. Zhao, if you don't activate the martial soul avatar, you may die if I go down here." Qu Qian also wanted to seduce Zhao Wuji.

Qu Qian was not wrong, his third-level low-grade spirit talisman is equivalent to the attack of a soul emperor of more than 60 levels. It will be cool.

Zhao Wuji: "Ahem."

Well, Zao Wou-ki can't speak in the silent area.

"Pro!" Qu Qian threw out the magic talisman in his hand at the same time, and for a while there were attacks of various attributes in front of Qu Qian.

At the same time that Qu Qian threw out the talisman, Qu Qian canceled the silence.

At the same time, he also shouted: "Teacher Zhao, hurry up and use the martial soul avatar!"

Zhao Wou-ki felt the energy fluctuation of Qu Qian's spirit talisman, his scalp was numb, and Zhao Wou-ki's speed was weakened by Qu Qian, so he couldn't escape at all.

"This is my old Zhao's life." Zhao Wou-ki thought.

"The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar."

Then Zhao Wou-ki quickly activated the spirit avatar.

Boom~
There was a loud noise, and then a huge wave of wind and waves swept around.

Qu Qian wrapped his whole body with red-gold energy again.

After the storm, Zao Wou-ki stood in the center of the explosion, his hair was scorched, his face was pitch black, his clothes were torn, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Little bastard, are you trying to kill me?" At this moment a weak voice came from Zao Wou-ki's mouth, very much like a boy who had finished his gun practice.

"Ding, the task has been completed and the reward has been issued, please check with the host."

"Mr. Zhao, the stick of incense has been burned, so I should have won, right?"

Zhao Wou-ki's face turned black, like an African brother.

"Yeah, you won, why don't you hurry up and heal me, and then release the pressure on me." Zhao Wuji said weakly, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Uh, Teacher Zhao, the treatment is fine, but the suppression cannot be relieved. It will be resolved automatically after waiting for half an hour." Qu Qian said embarrassedly.

"I'll treat you right now."

After finishing speaking, Qu Qian raised his left hand habitually, sending a blessing into his soul.

"Hmm~ah~" A weak but rough voice reached the ears of everyone present.

(End of this chapter)