Douluo: Martial Soul Double Fist, my wrist pierces the world

Chapter 37 37. Fighting Soul King

"Your Excellency is right, this boy does have a tough mouth."

There was a voice from the other side. It was a middle-aged man from the group of people who had clashed with the people from Shrek Academy. He couldn't help but laugh at Dai Mubai when he saw Dai Mubai being humbled by Seti.

"Who are you? Did I talk to you?"

Seti felt very annoyed when he was being talked to for no apparent reason, and the person talking to him was an old banger, especially since the old banger wanted to gain face from him, so he gave up and just talked back.

The middle-aged man's face turned ugly again. Everyone he met today ignored him one after another. This made him angry. It happened that Seti had only one person who was easier to bully, so he was promoted. The thought of teaching Seti a lesson came up.

But considering that he didn't know much about Seti's situation, he started to whisper: "I am Ye Zhiqiu, the head of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui College. Which college are you from? Maybe I know your teacher."

Seti didn't know that this old Bangzi was testing him. He was not afraid of this old Bangzi at all, because he didn't feel any danger from this old Bangzi. In other words, even if this old Bangzi's soul power level exceeded him by a lot, he would not be afraid of him at all. It was not an attack type, and the damage it could cause to him was limited, so Seti became more active.

The Soul Master can't help but beat him, and the Soul Sect is just average. This guy is a teacher, maybe a Soul King or above. Since he's not aggressive, he must be able to withstand beatings. It's rare to encounter such a suitable punching bag. If you don't grasp it well, That would be a shame.

"Don't give me any nonsense. I don't have a teacher, and you know nothing about me. Don't you just want to ask me about the situation before you decide whether to attack me? I happen to have some itchy hands. If you want to fight, just come here."

After saying that, Seti walked directly outside. He paused when he reached the door, turned around and ordered the dumbfounded waiter: "What are you doing standing still? Prepare something for me. If I come back from the fight and don't have anything to eat, Yes, then I’ll treat you to a fist fight, do you hear me?”

"Oh oh oh, right now!"

The waiter nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would suffer such an unreasonable disaster; after receiving the waiter's response, Seti walked out of the door.

Seeing this situation, Ye Zhiqiu frowned and glanced at his students again. He couldn't bear to stay here and followed Seti, followed closely by his students.

The seven people from Shrek Academy looked at each other, not expecting that things would develop like this.

The person who had clearly been in conflict with them before was now inexplicably causing trouble for Seti, but this did not prevent them from following along to watch the fun.

"Let's... go take a look?" When someone made this suggestion, several other people immediately agreed, so the seven of them followed Ye Zhiqiu and Canghui Academy.

Although the town was lively, there were still open spaces. Seti found a suitable place to stop, and then Ye Zhiqiu came opposite him, followed by several students from Canghui College and seven people from Shrek College.

"Hey, there are so many people here, it's really exciting. Don't forget to cheer and scream when I win."

"Let's talk about it after you win." Facing Seti's extremely relaxed look, Ye Zhiqiu had a sullen face, feeling that he had been insulted. Now he just wanted to give Seti a lesson and regain the lost face. get back.

"Mysterious turtle, possessed!"

Beast Martial Soul, Mysterious Turtle.

A circle of black ripples surged out of Ye Zhiqiu's body, and his martial spirit was instantly released, and the aura that rose with it seemed to turn into substance, pressing towards Seti.

Wherever the momentum passed, all the weeds on the ground bent down, and the leaves were washed away and rustled.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, Ye Zhiqiu's appearance also changed. His limbs shrank by one-third, a huge tortoise shell bulged on his back, black light flashed all over his body, and five soul rings, one white, two yellow, and two purple, rose from his feet. It hovers around the body.

Sure enough, Seti's feeling was correct. The Director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui College was a Soul King, and a defensive Soul King at that.

This is a good sandbag.

Seti roared, excitement welling up in his eyes, and his martial soul instantly possessed him and rushed directly towards Ye Zhiqiu.

Double fists, possessed!

The same heavy momentum rose from him, with strong aggression. Although there was still a big gap compared with Ye Zhiqiu's momentum, his momentum was still strong under the pressure of Ye Zhiqiu's momentum. Stand firm.

After Seti's martial soul was released, the soul ring naturally appeared with it. Seeing that he only had one soul ring, Ye Zhiqiu felt that he had been humiliated. A mere imp dared to provoke him without being afraid of him at all. I still want to fight with him.

Ye Zhiqiu's first and second soul rings lit up at the same time, and he turned half a circle to reveal his tortoise shell. From the tortoise shell, a cold air mixed with black light rushed towards Seti.

Seti, who was already on the charge, came into contact with the black cold air in an instant. A biting coldness came from the cold air. His whole body seemed to be placed directly in the quick-frozen layer of a large refrigerator. It seemed that the next moment It's like being frozen.

"If you use this trick to make cold drinks, you can definitely make a lot of money."

Seti laughed and mocked while the soul power in his body was running rapidly. Although the resistance to the cold was very limited, it still had some effect.

Since it's cold, you have to move. As long as you don't completely control him, it's the same as not restraining him.

Seti used his strength again, and hit the source of the cold air without hesitation. Just this brief contact and force caused the parts of his body that were in contact with the cold air to break apart, and the blood that burst out was also condensed by the cold air. It instantly turned into red ice chips.

He was already in crisis before he met his opponent, but he was not seeking death, but using the simplest and crudest yet effective way to get close to his opponent.

It's a good deal to use a small injury on yourself to prepare for the next attack.

So he came to Ye Zhiqiu with his body covered in white frost and red blood and ice chips. During Ye Zhiqiu's surprised moment, he raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist and slammed it into his face.

Left hook,

Right hook,

Bow people's prestige!

Left hook,

Right hook.

Ping A's starting hand, Cong Ren, punches twice first, and the subdued power resets the basic attack with two more punches, triggering four layers of fatal rhythm effects.

After four punches, Seti's fists were still bloody, but this small injury was nothing at all. The rotten flesh had begun to heal, and his fists did not stop.

The fifth punch, the sixth punch.

Bow people's prestige!

The seventh punch, the eighth punch.

Four more punches came one after another, as fast as thunder. Even though Ye Zhiqiu was a Soul King, he was beaten so hard by this set of Wing Chun that his mouth was bleeding, and two teeth flew out.

However, it would indeed be a bit fanciful to think that a soul master with level 50 soul power could defeat a soul king with level [-] or so easily.

The powerful defensive talent of the Black Turtle and the first soul skill Black Turtle Body Protection activated by Ye Zhiqiu allowed him to wake up from Seti's beating. Although there was severe pain in his head, the pain was immediately suppressed by the rage. Go down.

"You are looking for death!" Ye Zhiqiu was furious. His third soul ring lit up as he roared, and a large amount of soul power condensed on his tortoise shell to form a water arrow and shot towards Seti's heart.

(End of this chapter)