Douluo: My Wuhun is the Eye of Jianjigu

Chapter 103 The top food-type martial spirit-Chaos (four thousand seven chapters!)

Zhao Wuji walked over with difficulty and saw Tang San lying on the side vomiting with an extremely pale face. Then he looked at Oscar who was only touching the back of his head in embarrassment, and subconsciously frowned.

As a big man, it’s okay to just joke around, but now you’re vomiting because of something like this?

Where does this put Oscar?

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but let out a cold snort from his nose, but Zhao Wuji did not directly reprimand Tang San.

after all

It was during his assessment just now that Tang San had one of his legs broken by Yan Yi.

This matter is really going to get the old man Flanders off, and he won't be able to explain it easily.

Especially with this special matter of enrollment, Zhao Wuji is still very aware of the current financial situation of Shrek Academy. If the news comes out that a candidate's leg was broken during the assessment, he may have a plan to make a fortune from the registration fee. It went bankrupt.

By the time

That stingy old ghost will definitely not give up.

No, I have to think of a way to warn this kid not to talk nonsense, especially at this time, otherwise...

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji turned to face Yan Yi and accidentally touched the wound hit by the dragon whisker needle. The pain of muscle tearing made him frown and let out a soft cry.

He didn't know what kind of material this thing was made of. He just wanted to take out the foreign object in his body by himself. In the end, it only made the injury more serious and caused more bleeding, but it had no effect. He probably had to dig out the entire piece of flesh from the wound. .

"Teacher, the dragon's beard needle must be taken out using a special technique." Hearing Zhao Wuji's muffled groan, Tang San finished spitting out the filth in his mouth, looked at him with an apologetic look, and pointed at the bandage with a wry smile. The mummy-like left leg said: "But as you can see, I can't take it out for you right now. I'm afraid I have to wait..."

Still have to wait?

Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded.

You know, even if you look at him now, he looks like a normal person, except for grunting from time to time.

It was all pretend.

After all, he was also the second most powerful teacher in Shrek Academy, but it looked like his injuries were just two pieces of flesh rotten. If he kept yelling, wouldn't he be completely embarrassed?

But only the evil guy Zao Wuji knows how serious it actually is.

Every time he made a slightly larger movement, the heart-wrenching pain made him break out in cold sweat. Just the few steps he took just now, his back was completely wet with sweat.

No, wait until you get back to the office and dig out that disgusting thing when no one is around. He has had enough of this torture.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's grinning look, Yan Yi secretly smiled and planned to help him take out the dragon's beard needle.

Except for Tang San's method of making hidden weapons, he had never seen it or obtained it.

Others, he can master Tang Sanhui, Yan Yihui is stronger and more proficient in Tang Sanhui.

For Yan Yi, the special technique of taking out hidden weapons is just a matter of raising his hand.

"You brat too, why are you so cruel!"

After barely enduring the last wave of pain, Zhao Wuji relaxed his brows a little and said Yan Yi with a somewhat complaining tone.

A triumphant smile appeared on Tang San's pale face.

This was the real purpose of his voice just now.

Zhao Wuji's impression of Yan Yi was greatly reduced, and he even directly disliked him.

Ran Goose

Zhao Wuji's next words directly made Tang San turn blue again.

"It's okay to beat this bastard, but he actually deserves it for using such an insidious thing to sneak up on me! Even if you want to break his legs, just pick another time. Now...really It’s very troublesome!”

After saying this, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel worried, especially after seeing the square filled with rubble and rubble after the exciting battle he just had, he had a headache.

Why was the damage so serious? How much would it cost to repair it?

If the news about Tang San's broken leg spread outside and affected the income from registration fees, wouldn't he be doomed?

No, this insidious boy on the ground must not be allowed to show his face.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji looked at the ugly-faced Tang San with ferocious eyes, and warned fiercely: "You kid, don't go anywhere these days, just stay in the dormitory for me, otherwise..."

"Teacher, you see I'm like this, where else can I go for a stroll?"

Tang San showed bitterness on his face, but secretly resented it in his heart.

He is now the master of suffering, his legs have been broken, but he just said stern words in such a nonchalant manner and then disappeared?

Wait, dormitory?

Ning Rongrong, who had just recovered from the blow brought by Yan Yi, looked at Zhao Wuji doubtfully, "Teacher, did you just say dormitory?"

"Uh····"

Zhao Wuji was speechless for a moment.

Then he said in a sullen voice: "If a man wants it, he must count it out. Although you didn't last longer than a stick of incense, this kid didn't admit defeat directly before. According to the rules, even if he was a sneak attack, he succeeded after all. I was injured, so... even if you all pass!"

Originally planning to take them all in, Zhao Wuji simply walked down the slope, but after he raised his finger and touched Tang San, the injury affected him. The pain was heart-wrenching, like a gangrene attached to the bone, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Teacher, let me help you take out the dragon's beard needle!"

Yan Yi held back his smile and spoke.

"Do you know how to do this?"

Zhao Wuji glanced suspiciously at Yan Yi, who was walking over, but he didn't stop him.

"It's just a joke!"

He stretched out his fingers and tapped twice quickly on the two bulging wounds on Zhao Wuji that were bruised by his fingers.

Soon two dragon beard needles as thin as cow hair came out of the wound.

"hiss!"

This kid is not easy!

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Yan Yi, who was putting the dragon's whisker needle that had turned into a small metal ball into his belt.

"Why do you, a brat like you, want such a cruel thing?"

After seeing Yan Yi's actions, Zhao Wuji stared at Yan Yi with his eyes like copper bells.

You must know that he had suffered enough from this thing just now. If Tang San hadn't already broken a leg, he would never let him go so easily.

Even so, when he recovers from his injuries, he will have to be "guided" in the actual combat class.

"Teacher, what you said is wrong. There is no distinction between good and bad weapons. Use them righteously. As long as they are used to deal with evil people, they are just."

Thinking of what Tang San had said, Yan took it out.

"Huh? Evil? You kid, do you mean that I am the evil guy?"

As soon as these words came out, except for Yan Yi and Xiao Wu, who was already unconscious, everyone else's expressions looked a little unnatural.

When they were discussing tactics just now, they all heard Tang San mention this thing, but they didn't expect it to be so insidious and vicious.

However, as those with vested interests, they were able to pass the assessment. Each of them could only laugh twice and avoid Zhao Wuji's dissatisfied questioning eyes.

Dai Mubai lowered his eyelids and looked at the ground.

Oops, this floor tile is so tiled that I can’t even touch it with a needle!

snort!

After scanning around, Zhao Wuji snorted coldly and said nothing more, but his face was a little bitter.

Raising his hand to wave at Oscar, who had recovered and looked like he wanted to run away, Zhao Wuji shouted in a loud voice: "Why are you running? Come and follow me!"

"correct!"

Zhao Wuji, who seemed to have remembered something, had a strange smile on his face, raised his hand and pointed at Tang San, "Give this kid a few too!"

Well, this is not a personal revenge, but purely a matter of concern for his injury.

When Tang San heard this, he closed his eyes and wanted to pretend to be dead.

"Oscar, if this kid faints, you have to force it in for me, otherwise... you will come tomorrow and give me a practical lesson."

"No, Teacher Zhao, I am a food-based soul master!"

Oscar couldn't help but scream.

"I have a big sausage!"

After reciting the soul curse and handing Zhao Wuji a piece of freshly baked sausage, Oscar walked over to Tang San and squatted down.

There were still random thoughts in his mouth.

"This junior fellow student, please don't bear any grudge against me. It was all forced by Teacher Zhao!"

"One more thing you must remember is to pay me a five-copper soul coin in one lump sum when the time comes!"

Oscar was even a little excited as he talked.

With Tang San's broken leg, how many sausages would he have to eat?

Rounding off a small profit of [-] million!

just

Feeling the soul power in his body, Oscar was extremely annoyed. If he had known, he would have practiced better at ordinary times. The soul power was too little, God knows if it would be enough.

Martial Spirit: Chaos

The top food-type martial spirit has an indefinite form and can be transformed into any food known to the owner. The effect of food created by the soul skill is increased by 100%!

Soul Skill: Restoration XX

Comprehensive recovery.It can promote the healing of injuries, speed up the recovery of non-limb injuries by 200%, speed up the recovery of fractures by 80%, restore 100% of physical strength, 50% of soul power, relieve fatigue and pain, and improve satiety.It is ineffective if taken multiple times within an hour. It is not damaged after manufacturing and is permanently effective.

Soul Curse: The name of any food!

Fortunately, Jianjigu Eyes yyds!

It didn't look like a sausage, otherwise even if I ate it by myself, I would feel very sick.

Withdrawing his spiritual power from the spirit library, Yan Yi glanced at Oscar, who was trying hard to force the sausage into Tang San's closed mouth, and chuckled.

"Soul Curse: Meat Bun!"

the next moment.

The total amount of soul power in Yan Yi's body suddenly dropped by half, and then a steaming big meat bun appeared in his hand.

Passing it to Zhao Wuji, who looked at him strangely, Yan Yi said, "Teacher, please try this!"

Twin Martial Soul?

Is this guy still a food-based soul master?

Looking at the purple light gradually dissipating in Yan Shuang's eyes, Zhao Wuji threw the meat buns that were like Xiao Long Bao in his hand into his mouth.

Just after swallowing the food.

Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly changed.

He only felt a heat surging crazily in his body.

The soul power consumed in the battle just now was fully restored in an instant. He was still a little tired, but now he was extremely energetic. He even felt that even if he fought with that old ghost Flanders for [-] rounds now, it would not be a big problem.

At the same time, the bloody wounds on his arms and legs that he had made by himself also began to change.

The blood that had been gurgling stopped, and the small granules began to stretch and tangle together. After a while, it had returned to smoothness, and even the skin was repaired quickly. If it weren't for the skin color at the wound being obviously different than the one next to it. Whiter, as if he had never been injured.

Found a treasure!

Zhao Wuji was shocked in his heart!

The meat buns this kid gave him just now had a stronger recovery effect than Oscar's sausages. No, this was no longer on the same level.

Zhao Wuji knew very well how strong his physical body was.

For a low-level soul master, Oscar's sausage is enough for ordinary injuries, but he is a soul saint, especially a soul saint with an extremely powerful body. The same sausage has a very strong recovery effect for a low-level soul master. It will be greatly reduced.

But this candidate named Yan Yi, the meat bun he gave himself, actually repaired his injury in just a few seconds. Even though the deeply damaged muscles had not been completely repaired and needed to wait for some time,...Zhao Wuji It is certain that the strength of these newly grown muscles is no different from the previous ones.

"How's it going, teacher? How's the effect?"

After seeing Zhao Wuji finish eating, he didn't say anything and just looked at him straightly.

Yan Yi was also a little unsure whether the mutated food spirit he had just copied from Oscar could have full effect on him, a level 76 soul saint.

It's like he got a ghost cat.

The speed bonus of the first soul skill - Nether Thrust is 200%, but in fact, after using it, he found that with the blessing from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower, the speed bonus he really got was only 100%, which was also It’s double the blessing.

Of course, this is already scary!

But Yan Yi was a little unsure about this food-type mutated martial spirit that he had just obtained. With Zhao Wuji as a ready-made guinea pig, he naturally had to ask questions.

After the doctor sees the patient, he also has a follow-up visit after the surgery!

"Very strong, very strong!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Wuji looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Although I didn't use soul skills much just now, due to the use of soul power for defense, I consumed about [-] to [-]% of my soul power. I fully recovered and my physical strength was also directly He has recovered to his peak. As for the injuries, the superficial injuries have been completely repaired. Only the deepest parts are still a little unrecoverable, but it won’t take long.”

After closing his eyes again for a moment, Zhao Wuji said, "It will take about three or four minutes."

Zhao Wuji was also extremely surprised by the conclusion he came to.

You must know that the power of the Dragon Beard Needle is extremely terrifying.

His injury was not a simple penetrating wound. The muscles near the wound were completely turned into paste. He could recover so quickly under such circumstances.

simply

Simply a monster!

For a time, Zao Wuki could not even find any words to express his thoughts.

The look he looked at Yan Yi was terrifying.

What's the origin of this kid?

"This... this is impossible!"

Oscar, who was fighting hard at this time, raised his head and was very unconvinced.

He is called a monster among food-type soul masters, but even the recovery sausage he made has the same effect as the meat buns, but it is impossible to reach this level. For soul masters of the same level as himself, the effect is only Two to three percent, that is, about [-] to [-] percent.

Not to mention that on high-level soul masters, this effect will be weakened a lot due to the level difference. This is why Zhao Wuji only wanted a sausage just now.

He was just trying to relieve some pain and had no intention of recovering from the injury with his sausage.

"Meat buns!"

Raising his hand to create a big meat bag again, Yan Yi casually threw it to Oscar.

The latter finished eating immediately, and then became sluggish.

The soul power he had consumed in making sausages was recovered in an instant.

It's over, here comes someone to compete with me for business!

For the first time, Oscar had such an idea in his mind.

"Gollum!"

suddenly

An extremely clear sound came from Tang San, who was swallowing his saliva.

Compared with Oscar's sausage, even if the effect is not as good as sausage, Tang San would rather eat steamed buns, even in the face of Yan Yi's ridicule.

Anyway, I don’t know how many times I have been humiliated by Yan Yi over the years. Compared with eating Oscar’s sausage, this is nothing.

However, Tang San knew very well that it would be impossible to directly ask for it from that guy Yan Yi.

Not to mention that he had broken his own leg in the first place.

then

Tang San looked at Zhao Wuji with longing eyes.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. This consumption of soul power is too terrifying. I'm a little exhausted."

Yan Yi, who was normal just a second ago, suddenly reached out and grabbed Dai Mubai's shoulder, looking pale and shaky.

The damn guy!

Tang San gritted his teeth in hatred and almost pounced on him, eating Yan Yi's raw flesh and blood one bite at a time.

He did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose.

"Come on, come on, there are no buns to eat, and there are still my sausages!"

Oscar came back to his senses and saw Tang San's mouth opened in anger. With quick eyes and quick hands, he instantly thrust the sausage in his hand into Tang San's mouth.

"Hmm~"

"Hmm~"

Two lines of clear tears left the corners of Tang San's eyes.

Live without love.

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