Douluo's Peerless Hades

Zhao Wuji took out a stick of incense, lit it, flicked it, and inserted it into the ground in front of Ye Feng and others.

"You only have an incense stick of time to understand your teammates' spirits and discuss how to cooperate. Mubai, you can tell them my strength." Zhao Wuji said.

After speaking, he lay back on the chair, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Dai Mubai walked over, looked at Zhu Zhuqing with concern, and said, "Zhuqing, Teacher Zhao is very strong, you must be careful."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to hear Dai Mubai's words, he didn't even glance at Dai Mubai.

Xiao Wu said: "He doesn't look old, how strong can he be?"

Dai Mubai looked at Ye Feng and said: "Teacher Zhao's strength has reached the soul saint level. He is a seventy-sixth level soul saint, and he is also a powerful attack soul saint. His martial soul is a powerful diamond bear. , his attack and defense are very abnormal, and he also has the title of Fudo Myoou.”

As soon as Dai Mubai finished speaking, Ning Rongrong exclaimed.

"Is he the Fudo Ming King Zhao Wuji?"

"Is he famous?" Xiao Wu wondered.

Ning Rongrong nodded, his pretty face became solemn, and said: "Ten years ago, he was already a soul emperor. He was chased and killed by the sixteen soul emperors of the Wuhun Temple, and finally he broke through the siege. His strength can be imagined. I know, I didn't expect him to be a teacher at Shrek Academy."

Xiao Wu was already stunned.

"Xiao San, what should I do? We definitely can't defeat such a perverted person." Xiao Wu said worriedly.

Tang San's eyes flickered, and he said: "Don't worry, we definitely can't beat him, but it should be fine if we persist for a while."

Dai Mubai said with pity on his face: "You are still too naive, I guess you can't even withstand Teacher Zhao's first wave of attack, you can wish for luck."

He glanced at Ye Feng again, and found that Ye Feng was still calm, and his teeth itched suddenly.

But when he thought that Ye Feng was about to make a fool of himself under Zhao Wuji's attack, he immediately became happy again.

"Zhuqing, be careful." Dai Mubai warned again before turning and walking towards the edge of the clearing.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and next, he just waited for a good show.

"What should we do? What should we do? We definitely won't be able to hold on for a stick of incense." Xiao Wu said anxiously.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also looked a little nervous.

Tang San was relatively calm and said: "I think our top priority now is to select a captain first, who will command the battle and then formulate tactics."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Feng in unison.

Xiao Wu followed suit.

They feel that Ye Feng's strength is the highest among the five, and he is qualified to be the captain.

Tang San was suddenly a little embarrassed, in his opinion, he must be the captain.

"Ahem." Tang San coughed twice, and said, "My Blue Silver Grass spirit is a control system spirit, and the most suitable team leader is a control system spirit master, so I'll be the team leader in this assessment. .”

Ning Rongrong said: "Who said the captain must be a control-type soul master? Teams with attack-type soul masters as captains can be found everywhere."

Without any hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing said, "I choose Ye Feng."

Xiao Wu looked at Ye Feng, then at Tang San, and then whispered: "Xiao San's control ability is very strong, and his Blue Silver Grass can also assist us in fighting."

Tang San looked at Ye Feng, and said: "Ye Feng, if I were to be the captain, our chances of passing the assessment would definitely be much higher."

"Okay, you can do it if you want, I don't care." Ye Feng said.

Tang San clapped his hands, and said: "Well, I'll be in charge of this assessment. Now, let's talk about the characteristics and levels of our spirits, so I can arrange tactics."

Zhu Zhuqing said: "Martial Spirit Nether Civet Cat, agility and attack system, level 27."

Ning Rongrong said: "Martial Spirit Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, auxiliary system, level 26."

Xiao Wu said: "Martial Spirit Rabbit, strong attack type, level 29."

Tang San said: "Martial spirit blue silver grass, control system, level 29."

"I am a strong attack type." Ye Feng said.

He didn't mention his soul power, because everyone already knew that his soul power was the highest.

Zao Wou-ki, who was lying on a chair in the distance, opened his eyes and looked over in surprise.

"There are actually two twenty-nine level ones, not bad, not bad." He smiled and said to himself, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Tang San thought for a moment, then said: "Ye Feng, you and Xiao Wu are both of the assault system, mainly responsible for frontal attacks. Zhu Zhuqing is the soul master of the agility attack system, responsible for wandering and restraining. Ning Rongrong is in charge of assisting everyone. I am in charge of controlling Teacher Zhao attack, and at the same time assist you in attacking."

"No problem." Ye Feng said.

He has no interest in playing with Zao Wou-ki at all, this battle will not last long, it will end soon.

The three girls nodded at the same time, agreeing to Tang San's tactics.

In such a short period of time, it is impossible to practice cooperation at all, and we can only rely on everyone's reaction ability to play temporarily.

"Have you discussed it?" Zhao Wuji opened his eyes at the moment when the stick of incense was just burned out.

"Teacher, we are ready." Tang San said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"You're not bad, you're quite calm." Zhao Wuji was somewhat satisfied with Tang San's performance.

"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said.

Zhao Wuji took out a stick of incense, lit it and stuck it next to the chair. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'll have some fun with you. I'll give you one minute to release your martial spirit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's martial soul appeared in his hand. As the soul curse was chanted, rays of light flew out from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and injected into the bodies of Ye Feng and others.

A wave of warm energy swam through the bodies of Tang San and the others, they clearly felt that their strength had increased, and their bodies became very light, as if they had lost weight.

Feeling this effect, Tang San's confidence surged and he released the Blue Silver Grass Spirit.

Two yellow soul rings appeared on his body, and the blue silver grass kept gushing out from his hands, covering the ground where several people were in the blink of an eye.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, not bad. Huh? Blue Silver Grass can also reach this level?" Zhao Wuji was surprised.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were immediately possessed by martial spirits, and two yellow soul rings appeared on their bodies.

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the performance of Tang San and others.

His eyes looked at the last Ye Feng.

Ye Feng raised his hand, and a twenty-centimeter-long black gold ancient sword emerged above his palm.

The small sword is completely black, with some strange patterns carved on its surface, making it look like an exquisite handicraft.

Then, three black soul rings appeared on his body, and powerful soul power fluctuations exploded.

Zhao Wou-ki, who had been smiling faintly, suddenly changed his face.

"How is it possible?" He cried out, his eyes widened like copper bells, as if he had seen a ghost.

He has lived for so many years, and his knowledge is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.

However, after seeing Ye Feng's soul ring, he lost his composure and could not control his emotions.

"How can a soul master who is less than thirteen years old and has three ten thousand year soul rings have such a monster?" Zhao Wuji stared at Ye Feng, his eyes began to glow green.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's shocked look, Tang San smiled bitterly, lamenting Ye Feng's abnormality in his heart again, secretly thinking that he must get the method to absorb the ten thousand year soul ring from Ye Feng.

He is now at level 29 and will soon be able to absorb the third soul ring.

After seeing Ye Feng's soul ring, Tang San also hoped that his third soul ring could last ten thousand years.