Douluo: Qingmei Ning Rongrong, I choose Kamisato Ayaka

At this time, Zhao Wuji was already furious. He released his martial soul avatar and rushed towards Chenfeng in an instant.

Chenfeng looked at Zhao Wuji who was rushing over, and immediately shouted coldly: "The second soul skill, shake the whole world!"

Chenfeng faced the charging Zhao Wuji and slashed out with his sword.

Shake the Eight Desolations, shake the Eight Desolations with one sword!

With Chen Feng as the center, eight terrifying sword energies burst out. On top of that sword energy, there were terrifying purple flames. The flames were like eight fire dragons, heading straight towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji shouted coldly: "I don't believe that your flames can hurt me!"

At this moment, Kamisato Ayaka's soul skill was also activated instantly.

"Kamiriyu Hyoka!"

It was the terrifying power of ice that instantly imprisoned Zhao Wuji's body. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough.

"Boom, boom, boom...!"

The eight purple flames hit Zhao Wuji's body fiercely and continuously, and Zhao Wuji was immediately beaten back continuously.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's eyes were wide open because there were four scars on his arm, and there was a wisp of black smoke floating out of it.

This made Zhao Wuji feel incredible.

He is the Soul Saint! He was actually injured by the great soul master?

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with anger.

However, the flaming sword energy one after another continuously bombarded Zhao Wuji's body. Each bombardment caused Zhao Wuji's flesh and blood to collapse and his bones to shatter.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As Zhao Wuji suffered continuous heavy losses, his steps gradually stopped, and finally with a loud bang, Zhao Wuji fell to his knees.

Two deep ravines were drawn, and Zhao Wuji knelt on the open ground, his eyes full of horror and unwillingness.

He doesn't believe it!

He was a mighty soul saint, but he was defeated by a great soul master.

As the smoke dissipated, Chen Feng took the initiative to retract his sword and looked at Zhao Wuji who was lying limply on the ground.

At this time, blood was splashing all over Zhao Wuji's body, and purple flames were lingering around his body. Those flames were constantly eroding his body.

"Ahem, you..., poof!" As soon as Zhao Wuji said a complete sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, raging purple flames ignited around Zhao Wuji.

"You...how...possible..." Zhao Wuji stretched out his right hand and pointed at Chenfeng with difficulty.

At that moment, Zhao Wuji felt extremely painful and itchy.

"what--"

Zhao Wuji suddenly roared in pain, knelt on the ground, and kept rolling, trying to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his body, but the terrifying flames continued to burn his skin.

His body was in excruciating pain.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Especially Ning Rongrong.

She froze in place, shook her head, and murmured: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

"Is he still the Chen Feng I know?"

"Why did he suddenly become so strong?"

"Haha...!" Chenfeng smiled. He glanced at Ning Rongrong, and then looked at Zhao Wuji who was wailing in pain on the ground, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

Then, Chenfeng glanced at Zhao Wuji indifferently, turned around slowly, and walked away with Kamisato Ayaka.

At this time, Zhao Wuji endured the pain and immediately shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Zhao Wuji immediately said: "What did you do to me?"

Chenfeng said calmly: "It's nothing, this is what you get for making things difficult for me. It should be more than that. Zhao Wuji, I gave you a chance before, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it properly. If that's the case, then you can do it for yourself!"

After Chenfeng finished speaking, he took Shenli and continued to walk outside.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji immediately asked: "Who are you?"

Chenfeng didn't look back and said calmly: "My grandfather is Sword Douluo. By the way, he has one characteristic, that is, he is very defensive!"

After saying that, Chen Feng left straight away.

At that moment, Zhao Wuji sat on the spot, extremely horrified and said: "Sword Douluo?"

Hearing these three words, his feet instantly became weak. He didn't expect that he would provoke such a huge creature. You know, Sword Douluo is a legendary existence.

At this time, Zhao Wuji immediately looked at Dai Mubai and said angrily: "You guys. You already knew that he is the grandson of Sword Douluo?"

Dai Mubai spread his hands and said, "Teacher Zhao, it's not just you, I was also taught a lesson by him yesterday."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier?" Zhao Wuji became even more angry.

Dai Mubai looked like it had nothing to do with him and continued, "Then you didn't even ask!"

"Dai Mubai, are you cheating on me?" Zhao Wuji was furious and was about to beat Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai immediately said: "How do I know that Teacher Zhao, a soul saint like you, can't even defeat a great soul master? Didn't you teach us that we are mediocre if we dare not cause trouble?"

"You, brat, I didn't let you mess with the grandson of someone else's Titled Douluo!" Zhao Wuji was extremely depressed and wanted Chen Feng to go to Sword Douluo to sue him. I'm afraid he has ten heads. Not enough to drop.

Dai Mubai spread his hands and said, "Teacher Zhao, then you are asking for blessings."

Dai Mubai looked at Zhao Wuji whose face was covered with blood. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He quickly shouted loudly, "Oscar, Oscar, come here quickly. You have business."

Through the soul power to activate the sound, as long as it is in this academy, I am afraid there will be no one who cannot hear it.

"Where is the business? Where is the business?" Oscar's characteristic soft voice came from far and near with a bit of excitement, and soon, he appeared in front of everyone.

Perhaps because he was too eager, he even dropped his cart and ran over alone.

"Xiao Ao, come here." Dai Mubai called to him.

Oscar hurried over and said, "Boss Dai, was it you who called me?"

Dai Mubai nodded and said, "Hurry up and get some sausages out. They are all injured."

Oscar was very happy, "Five copper soul coins each, don't forget to pay to me at the end. I have a big sausage." In his weird soul spell, light flashed in his hand, and a sausage suddenly appeared. Fragrant sausages.

Dai Mubai winked at Tang San, "Eat it. Although this guy's words are a bit disgusting, his sausage is indeed very effective. This is the sausage attached to the first soul ring, which can speed up the recovery of body injuries."

The sausage is nothing, but as soon as Tang San thought of Oscar's words, he couldn't help but feel his stomach churning, and quickly waved his hand, "I'm not seriously injured, just a little weak. Just rest for a while. You'd better let him put the sausage Give it to others to eat.”

After saying that, he immediately sat cross-legged and began to exercise and adjust his breathing.

Just because Tang San doesn't eat it doesn't mean that others don't eat it either.

For example, someone who has lost face.

"Oscar, come here, give me a sausage and a sausage."

Zhao Wuji's voice was a little blurry, but the purple flame was extinguished, but his whole body was burned into black coals.

Coupled with the paralyzing effect of the flame's toxin, he could hardly speak clearly.

Oscar blinked his peach eyes, "Who are you? How come you came to our Shrek Academy and you still know my name."

"Asshole, do you want to be punished? I am Zhao Wuji." Zhao Wuji was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe and almost spurted blood.

"Teacher Zhao, maybe it's because of different habits. In previous years when we welcomed new students, we didn't have to burn ourselves like this!" Oscar said immediately.

"Do you want to die?" Zhao Wuji immediately became furious.

Oscar immediately said: "Change well. I will change immediately!"