Becoming emperor in Zhetian begins with Douluo

&ep;&ep; "You! Which sect do you belong to?" The middle-aged man knew that ordinary forces could not teach such a monster, but planned to be polite before fighting. "I am Ye Zhiqiu, director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui College. Now I want to talk to your teacher. Let’s talk.”

&ep;&ep; "You are not qualified to know these things." Dao Tianxing smiled contemptuously, and countless sword shadows appeared around him, and then condensed into one place, turning into a very bright three-foot long sword.

&ep;&ep;The next moment, the other seven people also stood up, and almost everyone released their own soul rings. Each of them had a century-old soul ring that was close to the limit.

&ep;&ep;Among them, only Dai Mubai showed off his thousand-year soul ring, while Ning Rongrong stood behind everyone, just like Dao Tianxing, he only released his martial soul.

&ep;&ep;“Black turtle, possessed.”

&ep;&ep;The middle-aged man is not tall and did not see Ning Rongrong’s martial spirit, but he also released his own martial spirit and soul rings. After four consecutive soul rings were released, there was a Wisps of black energy gathered into a ring around his body.

&ep;&ep;A pressure from ten thousand years was released from him, this is a soul king!

&ep;&ep;Everyone in the entire restaurant was startled. Soul Kings are rare even on the road. Even if they appear in the country, most of them have a high status.

&ep;&ep;This made everyone's expressions change slightly. Dao Tianxing looked at Tang San. Tang San looked at each other and naturally understood what it meant.

&ep;&ep;Tang San pressed his finger on the Twelve Bridges on the Moonlit Night. He would use a hidden weapon at any time. After all, the opponent was not Zhao Wuji, and he didn't know if he would hold back.

&ep;&ep; "Ugly bastard, your head is not round at all. Come on, let's go out and let me help you pick up that black plate!" Dao Tianxing waved with a smile and led everyone out.

&ep;&ep; "Okay, then I will teach you a good education for your teacher!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed angrily, carrying a black turtle shell and followed them, and the group of students from Canghui College also followed Ye Zhiqiu behind.

&ep;&ep;Everyone came to an open space and stood facing each other. However, the group of students from Canghui College inexplicably began to cheer for their teacher?

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing didn’t understand this, so he asked, “Your teacher comes to beat the students, why can you theatergoers be so proud?”

&ep;&ep;“It’s difficult because you think your teacher can save your face, so you start yelling all kinds of nonsense?” Dao Tianxing mocked him as he was used to talking trash before fighting.

&ep;&ep;One child was unconvinced and stood up and retorted, "Our teachers are attacking people like you who insult our Canghui Academy!"

&ep;&ep;“Then you can pull me down, you are not worthy of representing an academy!”

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing shook his head, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "This is a world of the strong. All rules, right and wrong, and the right to speak are decided by the strong!"

&ep;&ep;It’s just you stinky brothers, you’d better go back and have a rest early, you won’t have anything to do here at all! "

&ep;&ep;“You!” Several students from Canghui College were angered by Dao Tianxing again. This man’s mouth was so poisonous that it was impossible to calm down!

&ep;&ep;Even Ye Zhiqiu’s forehead had bulging veins, and his whole face turned purple from holding back. “You uneducated students, you’ve gone too far!”

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing turned to look at Ye Zhiqiu, and immediately covered his head with a look of shock on his face, "Your turtle's head is purple, why doesn't it swell up?"

&ep;&ep; "I thought Xiaotian was just good at swearing, but it turns out his driving skills are also top-notch!" Dai Mubai sighed, looking at Dao Tianxing with the same astonishment as Tang San.

&ep;&ep; "Xiaotian, don't say such things in the future!" Ning Rongrong's face turned red and she scolded Dao Tianxing in a low voice.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, I just drank too much and got a little drunk."

&ep;&ep; "You brat, I can't spare you today!" Ye Zhiqiu was irritated to the extreme. The five soul rings on his body fluctuated, releasing Cui Cha's brilliance, and the terrifying aura belonging to the soul king also spread. Come on.

&ep;&ep;In this regard, everyone felt a lot of pressure, and even Dao Tianxing had to release his three soul rings to resist this pressure.

&ep;&ep;Purple, purple, black!

&ep;&ep;When Dao Tianxing released the first soul ring, Ye Zhiqiu's face had already turned ugly, but when he saw Dao Tianxing's third soul ring, his face became completely solemn. And was shocked!

&ep;&ep;Which sect is this monster that has been hidden for many years? How could it have such an inhuman soul ring configuration? !

&ep;&ep; "Don't be surprised, everyone will recognize this sword in the future." Dao Tianxing smiled faintly, and the sound of the Guixi sword in his hand trembled in the sky. Just a thought, countless sword blades that were exactly the same as Guixi were like a violent storm. droop.

&ep;&ep;“The black turtle protects the body.”

&ep;&ep;Ye Zhiqiu's pupils tightened, and he suddenly launched his own defense to resist the attack of the sword.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing knew that these sword blades could not break through his defense. After all, he was a soul king, and his martial soul was a top defensive martial soul that was rarely seen on the mainland.

&ep;&ep;“Third brother, fat man!”

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing directly used his ten-thousand-year soul skill, making all the sword blades seem to disappear, but Ye Zhiqiu knew clearly that the power of each sword striking his martial soul was real. It's just that this weird soul skill makes him unable to touch or see it, so he can only defend himself!

&ep;&ep;Tang San directly used Blue Silver Grass to entangle Ye Zhiqiu, and the fat man also sprayed out flames, burning the already dark-looking turtle shell.

&ep;&ep;However, Ye Zhiqiu was not the kind of fool who only wanted to be beaten. He waited for the bluesilver grass that bound him to be burned to ashes by the fat man, then broke free and rushed towards the fat man.

&ep;&ep;It’s just that he doesn’t know that although Fatty is fat, he is really flexible.

&ep;&ep;After he rushed out of the area where Dao Tianxing's sword fell, Fatty had already left, and he sprayed out another burst of flames.

&ep;&ep;But Ye Zhiqiu was not too passive this time. He spurted out a stream of black cold current from his mouth, which directly submerged and suppressed the fat man's flames, and then surged towards everyone.

&ep;&ep;“The black turtle protects the body.”

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing called out Ye Zhiqiu's soul skill, and urged the magic swords to drop in a row, forming an extremely powerful black turtle shield.

&ep;&ep;“How is that possible?!”

&ep;&ep; At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He saw that those swords blocked his Xuanshui, but they used his own soul skills, and the group of students behind him opened their mouths, and their faces were full of uncertainty.

&ep;&ep; "What are you doing here if you don't even take a rest at night?!" A familiar voice sounded, interrupting the two teams who were competing against each other.

&ep;&ep;Dao Tianxing and others were stunned for a moment, then put away their martial spirits.

&ep;&ep;A very reassuring figure appeared here. Zhao Wuji yawned and walked towards Dao Tianxing and the others.

&ep;&ep;“Go back and rest!” Zhao Wuji waved his hand and asked the Shrek students to return to the hotel.

&ep;&ep;“Wait a minute.” Ye Zhiqiu was a little unwilling to see them go back like this.

&ep;&ep; "What's the matter?" Zhao Wuji turned his back to him, the corners of his mouth raised, waiting for his words. After all, he had been watching upstairs for a long time, and his hands were itchy. Besides, there were also those from the past few days. Grieving things.

&ep;&ep;He has long wanted to find a tough guy to give him a beating to vent his anger.

&ep;&ep;Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly and said, "You are their teacher, right? How do you educate the students? There must be an explanation for their insult to our Canghui College just now?"

&ep;&ep;“You want to explain?” Zhao Wuji smiled and said contemptuously, “Let’s not talk about how rubbish your Canghui College is. What qualifications do you, a soul king, have to yell at me here?

&ep;&ep;My student is right. In Douluo Continent, strength is the most important thing. What right does a coward like you have to say? "

&ep;&ep;The title of Zhao Wuji Fudo Mingwang comes from the fact that he is a demon king. With his bad temper, he would put a soul king in his eyes?

&ep;&ep;Besides, now Zhao Wuji just wants to beat him!