Douluo's Contract Talisman

Everyone in the audience looked at Shen Yuan and the others in horror, dumbfounded.

Even the master can't help but feel agitated in his heart at this moment, not at all as calm as he looks on the outside.

Although he always knew that his two disciples and Xiao Wu cooperated very well, he never expected that the cooperation between the three of them could reach such an extent.

The combined attack just now that made Zhao Wuji unable to react at all, if used against a Soul King, might lead to a successful counterattack by accident.

They are still just great soul masters.

Although Xiao Wu and Tang San are already at level [-], they can't be called soul masters if they don't get soul rings.

Dai Mubai on the side also felt frightened at this moment.

He put himself in Zhao Wuji's position, imagining if he faced a joint attack from the three of them...

no!My scalp felt numb.

Fortunately, okay, this time Teacher Zhao is doing the assessment for me!

"Xiao Gang, I suddenly feel that calling them little monsters is so appropriate!"

Flanders looked at Shen Yuan and the others and murmured to the master.

On the field, Shen Yuan and others were breathing lightly.

The joint attack just now not only consumed a lot of their physical and soul power, but also put a great test on their spirit.

During the battle, you not only have to show your own strength, but you also have to always pay attention to the movements of your partners.

One bad thing is backstabbing a teammate or being backstabbed by a teammate.

If it weren't for the mental link assistance of Huan Yue Fox, the three of them might not be able to complete this set of attacks.

"Huh~huh~, Xiaosan, Xiaowu, are you okay?" Shen Yuan looked at the two of them worriedly.

The last blow just now was indeed dangerous, and the burst of flames could hurt both of them if they were not careful.

Tang San and Xiao Wu shook their heads: "It's okay, I have received your signal in advance, and we hid in time."

Shen Yuan looked at the two of them carefully and found that they were indeed not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

Xiao Wu looked at the hazy smoke and dust in front of her worriedly, and said, "Brother, are we going too hard? Will Teacher Zhao be okay?"

Chen Yuan originally wanted to laugh at Xiao Wu for looking down on the Soul Saint, but suddenly he thought that when his last layer of fire was shot out, it seemed that Zhao Wuji had not been able to activate his soul skills for the time being.

"Um...it should be fine."

At this moment, Shen Yuan suddenly felt a little worried.

After all, in the original work, Zhao Wuji lost to Tang San because of his carelessness. Although he took it seriously this time, Shen Yuan also had many backup plans.

During the battle, several people had no intention of thinking about the consequences.

But as soon as the battle ended, Shen Yuan began to wonder if he had been too harsh just now.

suddenly,

A fierce roar came from the smoke, and the sound directly shook the entire academy and even spread outside the village.

A golden light flashed, and a huge figure three to four meters tall was vaguely seen.

He beat his chest angrily and roared to the sky, surrounded by a violent and barbaric aura, which severely suppressed the entire academy.

The bodies of Shen Yuan and others immediately tensed up subconsciously.

The fire-ringed tortoise and phantom moon fox beside them seemed to feel something at the same time, and immediately mobilized the remaining soul power in their bodies.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing behind him, was trembling slightly and his face was pale. He was obviously frightened by the momentum.

Chen Yuan noticed Ning Rongrong behind him, his face darkened, and he quietly moved his body to stand firmly in front of her.

Ning Rongrong's expression was stunned, and an imperceptible smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the familiar back, his trembling body slowly calmed down.

Shen Yuan could no longer pay attention to Ning Rongrong's subtle mood behind him. At this moment, the palm in front of him scattered the dust, and the huge figure slowly revealing his full posture had attracted all his attention.

"Is this...?" Xiao Wu trembled her lips and asked in a low voice.

"This should be the Soul Saint's unique soul skill, the Martial Soul Avatar!" Shen Yuan replied in a deep voice.

Tang San's eyes were solemn and he nodded: "Teacher Zhao is a beast martial soul. The beast martial soul and soul saint's martial soul are transformed into a beast with their own bodies, and this beast is usually the soul master's own body." Martial spirit, that is..."

"Powerful King Kong Bear!" Shen Yuan took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

The giant bear squatted there slightly, about three meters tall, covered in dark yellow hair. The breeze swept by, and the hair fluttered slightly, revealing the terrifying and strong muscles underneath that were stacked like mountains. No longer revealing its own absolute strange power and terrifying defense.

His face was ferocious, his teeth were bared, and his eyes glowed with a strange blood-red light, as if they were filled with thick blood.

Shen Yuan suddenly became alert. He knew the soul beast very well, and he understood that this was the precursor of the soul beast becoming violent and furious, and its animal nature rising.

"Roar!!!"

The powerful Vajra Bear opened its bloody mouth and roared violently at Shen Yuan and the others. A roar that was even louder than before, driving a strong wind towards them.

Bloody, violent, ferocious, cruel...

In this roar, Shen Yuan seemed to see a brutal giant bear roaring up to the sky and hammering its chest, attacking several people.

"Zhao...Teacher Zhao, don't you still want to attack us?"

Xiao Wu slowly retreated to Shen Yuan and whispered in a trembling voice.

"Wuji!" Suddenly a shout came from the audience.

Several people turned around and saw that it was Dean Flanders, narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at Zhao Wuji with a serious expression.

Weird black-framed eyes hung on the bridge of his nose, making it difficult to see his expression for a moment. He whispered softly: "Wuji, you lose! The time for burning incense has come."

The giant bear glanced at the already burning incense at his feet,

"whispering sound!"

He curled his lips, the red light in his eyes dissipated, his soul power shrank, and his whole figure gradually shrank, slowly changing back to the look of a simple and honest middle-aged man.

"Push"

Suddenly a few faint laughter sounded in the venue.

Several people present couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhao Wuji restored to his original state.

It is true that Zhao Wuji looks so embarrassed now. His clothes are torn, the corners of his mouth are slightly swollen, and it seems to be a little purple. His hair is like an exploded chicken coop, messy and uneven, and you can vaguely see the strands of hair emanating from it. heat.

The chest was scorched black, which seemed to be the damage left by Shen Yuan's last fire ray. If he got closer and smelled it, he could even smell a trace of burning smell.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's tragic situation, Shen Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, and his face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Tang San also pursed his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but he felt it wasn't good and held it back.

Xiao Wu almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but fortunately she covered her mouth in time, moved behind Shen Yuan, and chuckled with Ning Rongrong who was originally behind.

Dai Mubai, who was off the court, simply covered his mouth and snickered, but unfortunately, he was caught in the sight of Zhao Wuji.

"Xiao Bai, are you happy?! It seems that the recent training has made you too relaxed, and you need to loosen your bones again!"

Zhao Wuji had a smile on his face, but his tone was filled with unspeakable cruelty and cruelty.

Dai Mubai's face suddenly turned pale, his face turned bitter, and he turned to look at Shen Yuan and the others with despair.

Shen Yuan and Tang San quickly turned their heads at the same time, pretending not to notice his gaze.

Sorry, Senior Dai!A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

A black line fell from Dai Mubai's head, and his heart felt cold. He was indeed a good brother, and he was so decisive in abandoning him.

The girl in the arms is more heart-warming.

Huh?Why do you feel a biting coldness? !

Dai Mubai looked down and found Zhu Zhuqing lying in his arms, eyes open, staring at him with a cold, deathly look.

Good guy, the only warmth is gone!