Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

After Xiao Wu and Tang San's attack fell, they retreated to the tree where Yu Yuyi was sitting, watching Zhao Wuji warily.

Sitting above, Yu Yuyi could actually take in the fragrance in the test.

One third more.

Maybe there is no need to compare anymore...

Yu Yuyi watched as Zhao Wuji stretched his arms on the ground and pulled his head out of the broken ground.

There was no angry look on his face.

He patted the dirt on his head and sipped the sand in his mouth. When his vision was difficult to distinguish, he turned around and looked for Yu Yuyi and the three of them.

Yu Yuyi saw that Zhao Wuji didn't seem to notice that whether his heart was attacked or broken was already in her hands.

So he supported the tree trunk, regained his strength and jumped lightly to a place some distance away from Tang San Xiaowu, and said loudly:

"Teacher Zhao, we should be able to tell the winner."

When Zhao Wuji heard her voice, he turned towards her suddenly, his eyes that were sometimes closed and squinted now widened, as if he wanted to see her figure.

He said angrily: "Little girl, I admit that I underestimated my enemy just now and let you succeed. I won't be able to do anything if I don't get serious with you kids next time. Look at this fragrance, it's not that good just by talking." How to pass the test..."

As he spoke, the fourth soul ring behind Zhao Wuji flashed, and the thousand-year-old purple halo flew out, heading towards Yu Yuyi as if it had eyes.

However, when he got close to Yu Yuyi's side, the soul ring with eyes that seemed to be blind swayed from side to side, as if he couldn't figure out where Yu Yuyi was.

Yu Yuyi did not dodge or dodge, she just hooked her fingers and moved the part of her martial soul in Zhao Wuji closer to his heart.

Zhao Wuji, who was still looking at her with an arrogant smile, once again felt the violent shock in his heart when his body stagnated.

"cough--"

Zhao Wuji felt that his heart was beating louder and louder, but his breathing became increasingly difficult. Even if he opened his mouth, he could not breathe.

The fourth soul ring released earlier flickered and dispersed amid the unstable soul power transmission.

At that moment, Zhao Wuji seemed to understand what this little girl meant when she said that the outcome was decided.

Yu Yuyi didn't really want to kill Zhao Wuji, so when he saw this, he pulled that part of the martial spirit away from his heart and returned to the safe zone.

She approached Zhao Wuji step by step and said helplessly: "Teacher Zhao, the winner can be decided."

"My martial spirit is special. What I'm best at is assassination and death."

Zhao Wuji's martial spirit was still possessed, and his huge body curled up into a ball was still like a hill. But when he lowered his head and looked into the eyes of the little Yu Yuyi, he could only feel those silver-gray beast pupils. His painful appearance could not be reflected in it, only the indifference that did not belong to ordinary people.

At that moment, Zao Wuji even felt that he was being judged by gods for the crimes he had committed earlier.

But then he thought again, where is the God here?

But looking at this little girl's silver-gray eyes without any emotion, Zhao Wuji had to admit defeat.

He said hoarsely: "Ah, you won."

Zhao Wuji stopped calling them children because he truly realized that these little guys, especially the one in front of him.

He is a monster, a real monster.

Hearing this, Yu Yuyi smiled and stopped her hand, which not only allowed the martial spirit that had penetrated Zhao Wuji's body to come out of the wound again, but also stopped the flying sand that lasted for nearly a stick of incense.

A small part of the golden gravel flew back behind Yu Yuyi and turned into part of her hair.

But more gravel fell directly like a rain, and the place where it landed was no longer flat, it could be called a broken and messy open space.

And Dai Mubai, who was always outside the battle situation, looked at it as if he didn't look at it.

We can only see at the end, the one tall and one short, one kneeling and the other standing, exposed from the rain of sand.

Dai Mubai rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at Zhao Wuji who was obviously pale, Yu Yuyi who was smiling calmly, and the few people standing, plus the unburned incense, he wanted to smoke for a moment Slap yourself.

Otherwise, how could we see such ridiculous things.

Zhao Wuji, the vice-president of Shrek Academy and a seventy-sixth level soul saint, was defeated by several candidates in the twenties and thirties.

Even if this is told as a joke, no one will believe it.

But the facts are now in front of him, and Dai Mubai cannot tolerate disbelief.

It wasn't until Yu Yuyi took back her innate skills and breathed a sigh of relief that she realized that her whole body was in pain.

The sequelae of using wind power and innate skills to perform false teleportations many times before, which was beyond the scope of her abilities, were that many muscles in her body were torn, the skin and flesh were split open, and the meridians all over her body were in pain.

Oscar's sausage had only allowed her to partially recover, and the rest would probably depend on her own self-healing ability and time.

Fortunately, she usually doesn't wear light-colored clothes when she goes out, otherwise this outfit would be unsightly.

Yu Yuyi felt pain even while standing, but facing Xiao Wu who rushed towards her excitedly, she still stretched out her arms to receive the impact.

She also tried to hide the fact that she was injured, but when someone touched the painful part of the wound unconsciously, she could not suppress the subconscious groan.

Xiao Wu had sensitive ears, and the moment she heard it, she immediately let go of her arms that were tightly holding Yu Yuyi.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Yiyi, are you injured somewhere?"

Xiao Wu looked around at Yu Yuyi, not daring to reach out and touch her, for fear of touching any wound again.

Tang San was much more direct. After smelling the strong smell of blood on Yu Yuyi's body, he threw away Oscar who was running towards them not far away from the blue silver grass.

"Oscar, get some recovery sausages quickly."

Oscar was pulled over, still a little confused, "Oh? Oh!"

After a few soul curses, he presented the big recovery sausage with both hands.

Yu Yuyi is not one to endure injuries. Since there is a faster and better way, she will naturally not refuse.

He took a few sausages and looked at Zhao Wuji, who still looked weak after dispelling his martial spirit.

Yu Yuyi was quite aware of the person responsible for causing this situation. After giving a few Oscar card recovery sausages to Zhao Wuji, she felt the speed of healing of the injuries in her body while eating them, as if an accelerator button had been pressed.

As for Zhao Wuji, who heard Oscar's Soul Curse for the first time, his face turned green and red, and he stared at the sausage and refused to eat it.

until--

Yu Yuyi said: "Teacher Zhao, Xiao Ao's first soul skill, the recovery sausage, is very effective. Your face is a little pale. Eat more to speed up your recovery."

Zhao Wuji then closed his eyes, stuffed the sausage into his mouth as if he was dead, and swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji felt the restored soul power, physical strength and other aspects in his body, and looked at Oscar again and asked: "Xiao Ao, what is your second soul skill and what is its effect?"

Oscar answered truthfully, and Zao Wuki also tried the effect of a few small sausages.

After a while, Zhao Wuji seemed to have returned to his original appearance, at least in terms of condition.

As for appearance...

It was stained with sand and soil as if he had just come back from rolling in the sand pit and recalling his childhood. His clothes were so torn by the martial spirit that he couldn't see, and there were streaks of blood on his muscles.

All of them showed that he, Zao Wuji, had just experienced a fierce battle.

Who would have thought?

This fierce battle is still with these children.

Zhao Wuji felt a little itchy, but at a certain moment he had to be convinced by Yu Yuyi, a monster among monsters.

small theater:

Q: How to prove that Yiyi is a good child?

A: Yiyi is a child who still speaks honorifics after defeating the opponent~

(It’s also scary in a sense)