Douluo's Wood Soul Escape Technique

Chapter 37 Potential Exhausted

Obviously, Sikong Zheng cleverly took advantage of the existence of the woman in black veil.

When the bald man saw the woman in black gauze beside Si Kongzheng, he knew that he was a newcomer. As long as he did not actively attack others within twelve hours, the woman in black gauze could ensure that Sikong Zheng passed through the newcomer period.

It was precisely because of the presence of the woman in black gauze that the bald man looked down upon him, and he never expected that Si Kong Zheng would directly attack him and send him away.

The woman in black gauze stared at Sikong Zheng coldly. Although she was very unhappy, the man in front of her was quite capable.With a cold snort, he decisively turned around and left.

When entering, he took out his identity card and signed up for the next battle, and the cup of Huangquan Dew that Sikong Zheng grabbed was poured into a huge container.

Sikong Zheng walked through a black corridor. At the same time, nine doors opened on the edge of the circular battlefield, where the ten contestants would decide life and death.

The inside of the Hell Killing Fields is even cruder than it looks from the outside.There is no isolation, and the outer perimeter is a circle of stands extending upward.Below is an open battlefield with a diameter of hundreds of square meters.

There were not many spectators in the stands, but they all looked cruel and bloodthirsty, looking at the ten people in the audience excitedly.

Sikong Zheng looked around, his eyes wary, he moved lightly, took two steps back slowly, distanced himself from the other nine people, and assumed a defensive posture.

To be precise, all ten of them were mortal enemies who quickly looked around.

Among them, Si Kongzheng is the weakest, because it is easy to see from the intensity of murderous intent in Si Kongzheng that he does not kill many people, and his murderous intent is not concentrated.

The strongest person is often besieged by everyone, and all ten people roar together in a melee.

"Uh-huh," a sturdy man screamed. Sikong Zheng punched him in the head, causing him to lose his balance. When he fell sideways, he then hit him with a knee and hit him hard in the waist and abdomen, knocking him away. The fly rolled out.

Si Kongzheng quickly dispatched the last person on the field, but he didn't take a breath.Although Sikong Zheng had the last laugh, he actually only killed three people.

The other seven people died in the melee. When the last three noticed something was wrong, they tried to attack Si Kongzheng. Unfortunately, it was too late. Si Kongzheng, who seemed weak on the surface, won the first battle in the killing field.

As expected, Si Kongzheng was attacked by a sneak attack after the end. Unfortunately, he, who was still in peak condition, only suffered some flesh wounds and easily defeated the enemy.

one year later.

Sikong Zheng sat cross-legged in his room, a green field surrounding his body.Of course, it is not to refine the murderous aura. His purpose is to obtain the realm of the God of Death, but he will not erase the murderous aura.

In one year, Sikong Zheng only experienced 33 battles.

Compared with the original work, Tang San experienced 67 battles in one year.Only half of Tang San.

When Sikong Zheng participated in more than 20 games in the Hell Killing Fields, he gradually realized that something was wrong. He felt that his whole person was extremely irritable. Although his murderous intent increased sharply, he became more violent and almost lost his mind.

As Sikong Zheng won consecutively, his opponents gradually became stronger, and he did not have Tang San's numerous hidden weapons.

Although he has the powerful recovery power of an immortal human body, his injuries heal instantly, and he is not afraid of wheel battles, but after all, he cannot use his soul skills and has too few means of killing.

Although he can release the realm of the sacred tree, he can be unfettered and kill in the killing fields of hell.

The result of this is that the King of Slaughter will definitely invite him to tea and then kill him.

The soul bone of the right arm cannot be easily exposed in the city of killing, otherwise the crowd will attack it, kill people and seize the bones, and die without a burial place.

The immortal body gave him powerful physical energy, not the spiritual energy represented by the Sharingan.

At the beginning, Si Kongzheng participated in the battle crazily. After the birth of the Killing City, the murderous intent increased so much that Si Kongzheng almost collapsed and almost went crazy.

And he didn't have Tang San's Xuantian Kung internal power to ward off evil spirits, and he didn't have the blessing of the skull, so he could only slow down the pace.

"Oh, miscalculation," Sikong Zheng sighed.

His thoughts were too good, and he could not resist the murderous intention just by relying on his perseverance. Only when he entered hell would he truly have nothing to worry about.

At this time, Sikong Zheng secretly released the sacred tree domain in the room, isolated the small world, and practiced wood transformation.

To be precise, it is not lumbering, but a weakened version of lumbering.

A kind of wood transformation that strengthens the inner skin and flesh, so that no one can tell that he uses soul skills, and he looks no different from ordinary people.

After being turned on, the physical strength is greatly enhanced, and combined with the self-healing ability of the immortal human body, enemies in the Hell Killing Fields can be easily suppressed with just a flick of the hand.

It's just far less powerful than the wooden one, but it's enough. This technique is just a weakened version that Sikong Zheng specially used to survive the killing field.

Sikong Zheng is still trying to figure it out, and when he succeeds, he will definitely start another killing spree.

After opening the sacred tree domain, it can also have a certain calming effect and relieve his restless heart at this time.

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At this time, Shrek Academy.

After being screened by Soul Emperor Li Yusong.

Ning Rongrong, as a Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, had also reached level 26 auxiliary weapon soul master. At the age of 12, he successfully entered Shrek.

Tang San and Xiao Wu are 12 years old and both are level 29.

Zhu Zhuqing is one month away from turning 12 years old and is a level 27 agility-based combat spirit master.

The next day, after Ning Rongrong's true nature was gradually exposed, he was scolded by Flanders:

"Don't think that just because you are from the Qibao Glazed Sect, you can be proud. In my eyes, any student here is better than you."

Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips and said fiercely:

"You are talking nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense? Then tell me, which one are you better than?" Flender said disdainfully.

Flanders pointed at Dai Mubai: "He is 15 years old this year. He is a white tiger with a martial spirit and a fighting spirit master. He is born with double pupils. Level 37. He has two hundred-year spirit rings and a thousand-year spirit ring. Not counting that guy, he is The youngest student in the history of Shrek Academy to reach the 13th level Soul Master. When he reached the Soul Master level, he was only [-] years old."

"That guy? Who is that guy?" Tang San keenly caught the key words and was secretly wondering.

"Tang San and Xiao Wu have already reached the level of 12th level great spirit masters at the age of 29."

Then he turned to Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing:

"Ma Hongjun, few can compare to his martial arts. Oscar is born with full soul power. Zhu Zhuqing, his soul power is similar to yours, and he has a persistent heart. Not to mention that guy in our college, one of your seniors. You Who can you compare to?"

After hearing this, Ning Rongrong turned pale, cried loudly, turned around and ran back to the dormitory.

After Ning Rongrong ran away, Tang San could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Tang San wondered:

"Dean, who is that guy?"

Flanders turned his head and heard Tang San talk about it, and said happily:

"That's your senior, he can be considered half of my direct disciple. Mubai, come and tell them."

Speaking of this, Flanders was very proud of himself.

Dai Mubai shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"That guy is my classmate, but he graduated a long time ago, and Xiao Ao and Fatty also know it. His name is Sikong Zheng, and he reached the Soul Sect at the age of 11. He is the well-deserved number one in our college."

"Sikong Zheng?" Tang San and Xiao Wu exclaimed in unison.

Ma Hongjun touched his big belly and said in surprise:

"What? Do you know Brother Zheng?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu both had strange eyes.

Xiao Wu raised her head slightly, her eyes showing disdain:

"Of course I know Sikong Zheng. He used to be my younger brother! But he is very weak and cannot even defeat me, let alone Xiao San. He is no match for Xiao San."

Xiao Wu spoke like a big sister and looked at Tang San proudly.

Sikong Zheng was once only a great soul master of more than 20 levels. His two soul skills lacked combat effectiveness, and his immortal body was not fully awakened.

In addition, he was very degenerate at that time, compared to Tang San's diligence.Sleeping in late every day and hiding when something happened made a very bad impression on Xiao Wu.

In Tang San's mind, Sikong Zheng slept every day, but his soul power was still growing automatically. Apart from his inflated soul power, he had no merit whatsoever.

For this reason, Tang San also asked the teacher why he was like this.The master was also puzzled, but concluded that the soul power was inflated and the potential was exhausted. It was not obtained through hard work at all. The achievements in his life may be limited, and he may not even be a soul saint in the future.

After hearing Tang San's revelation, Flanders frowned:

"What? Are you sure your teacher, Xiaogang, said this?"

Tang San nodded calmly:

"The teacher's words are never wrong. I believe the teacher. After all, my strength is what the teacher taught me."

Flanders knew that under the master's guidance, Tang San's strength made even Zhao Wuji suffer.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be like this. It's such a pity." Flanders shook his head regretfully.

Of course Flanders believed Yu Xiaogang's words since he was a good friend whom he entrusted with life and death, and he believed that Yu Xiaogang's theory was indeed authoritative.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai were confused as they listened to the discussion of Xiao Wu and others. Anyway, they only heard one idea.

It turns out that Si Kongzheng was overdrawn and his potential had been exhausted.

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"A'che, A'che," Sikong Zheng sneezed twice in succession. Sikong Zheng, who was in the city of killing, touched his nose and shook his head, thinking it was just the chill brought by the murderous aura.

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