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Chapter 310 Mighty King Fatty

In the school field

Everyone in the Alien Beast team began to shout!
"Brother Hu, get rid of this little fat man and avenge the deputy team!"

"That's right, ruthlessly ravage this little fat man!"

"Come on, Brother Hu!"

The members of the Alien Beast team are still very relieved of Wang Hu, because if Meng is still the sharpest fang of the Alien Beast team, then Wang Hu is the most stable heart of the Alien Beast team!

podium
Xue Qinghe is always paying attention to Zifeng's team. In fact, what he cares more about is Zifeng's own battle!
However, in the arena, this ordinary little fat man actually had such a wonderful performance!
Unbelievable.

"Teacher, I didn't expect that this little fat man is also quite powerful. I didn't expect that the competition has just begun, and with the soul power of my soul master, I have already defeated a soul sect!
Nice boy! "

Xue Qinghe said slowly to Ning Fengzhi.

"Well, these children have learned a lot from Zifeng. Look, there are still many interesting things about them!"

Ning Fengzhi didn't say much, but let Xue Qinghe find out by himself.

"Could it be that this little fat man can defeat this Wang Hu!?"

Xue Qinghe hesitated for a moment.

Because, he could tell that Wang Hu definitely belonged to the Balanced Assault Department, the Battle Soul Sect.

This kind of person is the most difficult person for Soul Venerable to defeat across ranks, because they don't have any obvious weaknesses.

"Haha, Your Highness, you should see for yourself!"

Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything clearly.

Because, there are still some doubts in his heart, that is Zifeng's attitude towards Xue Qinghe, this is the reason why Ning Fengzhi did not explain Zifeng's details to Xue Qinghe.

"Ha, teacher, if you say that, I'm even more interested in Zifeng's team!"

Xue Qinghe stared at Fatty Wang on the ring with great interest, and took note of this cute little fatty.

in the ring

Fatty Wang saw that his first soul skill could only cause so little damage to Wang Hu, so he couldn't help frowning.

However, Fatty Wang's eyebrows soon stretched again, because Fatty Wang was never able to cause damage, but it was never Lightning Feather.

"Doesn't it hurt, then try this!"

Fatty Wang looked at Wang Hu who was walking towards him, and directly grabbed his arm with his hand.

Although there was a hot flame burning on Wang Hu's arm, Fatty Wang didn't care at all.

His martial soul has already been burned by the fairy grass. It can be said that the flames of his martial soul Xiao Cai are much stronger than Wang Hu.

Therefore, Fatty Wang didn't notice the strength of Wang Hu's first soul ability.

After Fatty Wang yelled, his face, demeanor, and eyes changed a lot. He became more focused and serious, and grabbed the seemingly innocent man in front of him.

"Hmph, you're asking for trouble!"

Wang Hu looked at Fatty Wang's reason and showed a disdainful smile.

His first soul skill, in addition to the powerful fire attribute attack, also has a strong defensive power, so what Wang Hu is most afraid of is close combat.

"Look at how this little fat man died!"

"That's right, brother Wang Hu's strongest is close combat!"

"The winner will be determined soon!"

Wang Hu raised the strength of his body to the extreme in an instant. He was just a soul master. He wanted to show this kid what the power of a soul sect was.

Meng Yiran's failure was only because the little fat man in front of him had some special effects on his soul power, and Meng Yiran's defense itself was a weak point.

That's why she was quickly kicked off the ring.

Now, it's just a very simple question for him to resist this little fat man's martial spirit attack!

snort!
Wang Hu snorted coldly.

He didn't care at all about his right hand being grabbed by Fatty Wang.

So what if he caught it, it just so happened that he wanted to catch the little fat man instead, so that the little fat man could not escape his attack.

Therefore, Wang Hu clenched his fist with his left hand, waved his huge flaming tiger claws, and killed the little fat man.

Fatty Wang's performance was beyond everyone's expectations.

Do not retreat but advance.

That's right, facing Wang Hu's attack, Fatty Wang stepped forward directly, first dodged Wang Hu's heavy punch, and then put Wang Hu's right arm on his shoulder.

The over-the-shoulder throw position is complete.

"So fast!"

"This little fat man is so flexible!"

"Actually escaped Brother Hu's heavy punch!"

Looking at the nimble fat man, several members of the Alien Beast Team couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In fact, when Fatty Wang and Meng Yiran were fighting just now, they had already demonstrated extremely quick steps and body skills, but everyone only noticed Fatty Wang's first soul skill that disappeared in a flash, and ignored Fatty Wang's speed And power.

"Fuck, that's it, it's here!"

"What kind of tiger is this, it will soon become a paper tiger!"

"The exciting part is coming, watch it carefully, and see how you can crack this fat man's fighting technique!"

Several people from Shenfeng Academy stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing any details of Fatty Wang's throwing technique.

Wang Hu was also very surprised, he didn't expect this little fat man to dodge his heavy punch so easily with such a fast speed.

"not bad!"

Wang Hu made a comment, and then he began to try to pull out his right fist. After all, his right fist was much stronger than his left fist.

However, at this moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Because, Wang Hu couldn't pull his right arm out of the little fat man's hand at all.

"you--"

Wang Hu exerted force again, but the result was still the same.

How could a soul master be so powerful? Wang Hu didn't believe it. He was a soul sect, and Wuhun was the tiger of the king of the forest!How could the strength be lost to a chicken!
"what--!"

Wang Hu yelled, trying to scare the little fat man in front of him with his momentum, but it still had no effect.

As for Fatty Wang, he had rehearsed the scene of Wang Hu being knocked down many times in his mind.

"Pour me over!"

Fatty Wang was not polite at all, and directly squeezed Wang Hu with both hands like pliers, and then directly swung Wang Hu up with the strength of his waist and buttocks.

Although Wang Hu's figure is much more terrifying than that of the little fat man, there seems to be infinite energy in Wang Fatty's body.

boom--

On the arena, a huge voice sounded.

In fact, the entire arena seemed to have experienced an earthquake, and the dust and shock waves that were raised immediately dispersed towards the surroundings of the arena.

Is this the end! ?
of course not!

This fall only caused some vibrations and shocks to Wang Hu, who had a strong defense force.

Wang Hu quickly wanted to stand up, but a blue light flashed, and his body became paralyzed instantly. It was Fatty Wang's first soul ability that was instantly used by Xiao Cai.

Originally, he still had some strength to resist Fatty Wang, and Wang Hu who stood up instantly lost control of his body again.

boom--

There was another huge vibration.

Fatty Wang grabbed Wang Hu's arm again and rolled and fell.

This time, Wang Hu was indeed in a daze, and even gradually lost control over his body.

"Is it hard!"

Fatty Wang yelled.

The throwing technique was not over yet, Fatty Wang's body seemed to have no bones, it was extremely soft, and of course Wang Hu was severely beaten.

At this time, Wang Hu had only used his first soul ability just now, and like Meng Yiran, the situation had begun to be out of his control.

boom--

After Fatty Wang beat him [-] times in a row, Wang Hu's entire body was bruised and congested, and blood froth and some blood clots even appeared at the corners of his mouth.

That's a sign of gut damage.

"puff--"

Wang Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body had already started to soften, and he had lost the consciousness of resisting Fatty Wang.

"Such an attack is enough!"

Fatty Wang's body swayed for a while, because such high-intensity throwing techniques were performed continuously, which was a severe test for his physical appearance. Fortunately, Fatty Wang held on, otherwise, who would lose?
His soul power is not bad, but his physical strength has indeed been seriously consumed.Even Fatty Wang's arms were still shaking.Because Wang Hu's physical strength is still enormous.

"This--"

"impossible--"

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger too..."

Several people from the School of Alien Beasts were stunned, and they couldn't even speak clearly, they just whispered on their lips.They couldn't believe that just such a little fat man knocked down their vice-captain and team core Wang Hu to the ground in succession.

The key point is that these two people were subdued by their opponents just after using their first soul skills. From the beginning to the end, there was no room for retaliation.

That kind of powerful attack rhythm made the back of the heads of several people from the Alien Beast Academy feel a little chilly. Is this opponent so powerful!
"The second match, the winner, Wang Yueban!"

On the ring, Wang Hu had completely lost consciousness, and his body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, without any movement.

"Quick, heal the soul master!"

Meng Yiran yelled, and began to make room for Wang Hu, so that the healing soul master could heal him quickly.

"One wears two!"

"Is it important? What is the key? Hun Zun killed two Hunzong by himself. I'm afraid no one will believe it!"

A few people from Shenfeng Academy shook their heads. If they were in the ring, they would not be able to handle the battle as well as Fatty Wang. Even when they were soul masters, they would not dare to fight against people from the soul sect.

call--

Meng still took a deep breath. The result in front of her must be unacceptable to both her and the School of Beasts. Originally, their idea was to make everyone look up to the School of Beasts. Unexpectedly, now, they have already lost So thorough!

podium
Xue Qinghe looked at Fatty Wang, and smiled directly, because this little fatty has such a strong strength, and that powerful fighting technique is the key to victory.

Soul skills, body skills, pace, speed, and physical strength are fully integrated at this moment, =.

"This little fat man really has a way of fighting!"

Xue Qinghe has never seen his movements so clean and tidy, without the slightest procrastination.He also remembered this little fat man in his heart.

Suddenly, an extra thought popped into Xue Qinghe's mind, could it be that those few people who look unattractive all have their own best skills, just like Fatty Wang's throwing skills.

It is worth taking a good look!

under the ring

There were no members of the Alien Beast team who dared to take the initiative to ask for a job, and no one said anything big, because the little fat man on the ring was like a big devil at the moment, and he had already ruled the battle situation.

"Deputy team, let me go!"

A thin young man came out of the Beast Academy, he was the soul master of the agility attack department in the team, and, like Meng Yiran, he was a weapon soul.

"Zhang Zhi, you..."

Meng Yiran looked at the thin Zhang Zhi in front of him. This kid was of average strength, and his background was even more ordinary. His martial soul was mutated, but it was not a powerful martial soul.

It was a coincidence that this kid was able to join the Alien Beast Team. He was a boy she picked up in the Star Dou Forest.

"That little fat man in the arena is very powerful, and his combat awareness and skills are very strong. You have to be careful!"

Meng still said seriously.

She was really deceived by Fatty Wang's appearance at first, otherwise, she would never have been knocked out of the ring like that.

"Okay, deputy team!"

The thin boy named Zhang Zhi didn't say much, bowed to Meng Yiran, and walked straight to the ring.

"The second team of Tiandou Royal Academy, against the Alien Beast team, the third match!"

The referee's loud voice announced again.

Soon, Zhang Zhi stepped onto the ring and stood opposite Fatty Wang. The two formed a stark contrast. Zhang Zhi and Fatty Wang were about the same age, but Zhang Zhi was extremely thin and small. Feng is much thinner, and even his whole body seems to be only a skeleton.

too thin!

"Zhang Zhi, Soul Master, Martial Soul Death Mantis Blade!"

As he said that, Zhang Zhi directly released his martial soul, and a strange dagger measuring only [-] cm appeared in his hand, and behind him, a phantom of a praying mantis appeared, with a black-gold body and a huge triangular head , the body is like steel and iron bones, the most conspicuous thing is the huge and sharp forearm of the death mantis, the knife-like forearm looks extremely exaggerated, very powerful and dangerous.

Zhang Zhi's right hand always holds the sharp blade backwards, this is not the correct way to use it!
You know, a dagger can be described as one inch short and one inch dangerous.Therefore, the advantage of the dagger lies in the change, which is impossible to guess, so that the danger of the dagger can be brought out.

"Come on, Fatty, let's have a showdown!
"I won't show mercy!"

Zhang Zhi let out a loud cry, and launched an attack on Fatty Wang.

"Why do they all look like they've been spayed with chicken blood!"

Fatty Wang was puzzled.

However, looking at Zhang Zhi rushing over, Fatty Wang's body reacted quickly. After the previous two soul fights, his soul power was basically not consumed at all.

Therefore, in this round, Fatty Wang's strategy is long-range attack, control, and the final lore, but if this is the case, his physical strength and soul power will probably be exhausted. The three of them are his limit. Come on!
The corners of Fatty Wang's lips turned up, that's enough, one person can win three!

One wears three!
(End of this chapter)