Chapter 34: Black Silver Grass, Leave
After speaking, Emperor Zhao's first soul ring lit up, and he shouted in the air:
"First Soul Technique, Imitation!"
Suddenly, Emperor Zhao knelt on one knee, slapped his hand on the ground, and blue silver grass as thick as an arm suddenly grew on the side, growing wildly, and swept towards Tang San.
In less than three seconds, Tang San was controlled in mid-air.
Then Emperor Zhao slowly stood up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and asked Tang San who was floating:
"Little San, I'm blue... Ah no, how does the willfulness of the black silver grass compare to yours~?"
Tang San's luck Xuantian Gong, after struggling for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said:
"Brother Zhao, your willfulness is three times better than mine!"
The master on the side widened his eyes again after hearing this, and hurriedly trotted to the side of the black silver grass, and tried his luck and soul power.
Seeing the shock in the master's eyes, with a hint of numbness in the shock, Emperor Zhao smiled, and as soon as he collected his soul power, the black silver grass disappeared in an instant.
After Tang San fell to the ground, he stabilized his body, thought for a while, and then asked:
"Brother Zhao, your soul technique is really perverted, but can it really be completely imitated?"
The eyes of the master and Xiao Wu also looked at Emperor Zhao, and their eyes were firmly fixed on him.
Emperor Zhao touched his chin with his hand and thought about it, organized his language and said:
"This can't be, such as the soul master of the beast martial soul, I can't imitate it for the time being. ”
Hearing this, Tang San and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Okay, it's not against the sky.
But as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Emperor Zhao's voice came.
"Although the beast martial soul can't be copied, there is no weapon martial soul that can't be copied. ”
The three of them were startled, and the master asked:
"Then can your exemplary soul technique really be fully used?"
Emperor Zhao shook his head and said with a little regret:
"That's not it, it's like Xiao San's soul skill"
As he spoke, he slowly walked behind Tang San, turned around, faced the three of them, and continued:
"Although my Black Silver Grass is stronger than Tang San's, that is the reason for the size and strength of my soul power output, but I have no way to model the toxin. ”
As he spoke, he covered his head with his hands and shook it.
The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched, what are you sorry about like this.
The master opened his mouth and wanted to continue to ask something, but Emperor Zhao's words followed:
"Although I can't model toxicity, my martial soul itself has something called death qi. ”
"Dead air?"
The master frowned.
Emperor Zhao turned his hands behind his back, spun around in place, and continued:
"Yes, death air, it is something more terrible than a toxin, and as you can tell from the word death, it represents death. ”
"If I don't recover my dead breath in time, then my inner person will definitely die!"
After hearing this, the master raised his eyebrows and looked at Emperor Zhao.
Emperor Zhao ignored them and continued:
"My black ball is death, and my white ball is the opposite, it is life, and my white ball can also change at will, you know, but what you don't know is..."
Speaking of this, Emperor Zhao smiled bitterly and continued:
"With a weapon turned into a white ball, such as a dagger, you slash the opponent, and as soon as you finish the stroke, you will find that the opponent's wound has healed..."
"Even the spirit will be a little better than the original..."
Tang San was stunned, Xiao Wu was stunned, and the master was also stunned.
The three of them were dumbfounded for a while.
And this kind of operation?
If in a battle between the two sides, are you sure that you are not a spy sent by the other side?
Emperor Zhao didn't have much reaction after seeing their reactions, and he also felt very Cao Dan after he experimented in the Soul Hunting Forest.
"Ahem..."
After half a ring, Emperor Zhao coughed a few times, pulled them back from their stunned state, and asked:
"Any questions?"
The three of them shook their heads in unison and said:
"No, no, no. ”
"Nope. ”
"No, no. ”
With that, the master turned and walked to a stone under a tree, sat down and pondered.
The amount of information that Emperor Zhao gave him today was a bit large, and he felt that he should digest it first.
Tang San was the same, in order to save trouble, he simply sat down in place.
Xiao Wu also sat beside Tang San in a daze.
Emperor Zhao shrugged his shoulders helplessly when he saw it, and said:
"Since you're okay, then I'll go and cultivate. ”
As he spoke, he turned around, waved his hand in a chic manner, and disappeared in a few jumps.
......
A week later.
A few kilometres away from Notting Junior College is a forest.
Swell!
A one-meter-sized stone fell from the sky.
Emperor Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, walked to a shaded place and sat down, muttering:
"No, it's been more than a month, and the soul power has only increased by one level. ”
As he spoke, he got up and put on his upper clothes and walked towards Notting College.
He felt that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he wouldn't have enough strength to play when he waited for the Elite Tournament.
"I remember that there is a Title Douluo of a treasure land, what is it called?"
Touching his chin with his hand, Emperor Zhao lowered his head and thought as he walked.
Douluo Dalu, he only remembers the general plot and the characters, and the rest of the characters are almost forgotten.
When he arrived at the gate of Notting Academy, Emperor Zhao clapped his hands, and suddenly realized, and the corner of his mouth smiled evilly:
"Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo!"
After entering the academy, Emperor Zhao walked directly to the hidden grove, where should they all be cultivating now.
"Emperor Zhao, have you finished cultivating?"
The master turned around inadvertently, just in time to see Emperor Zhao who was trotting over.
Hearing that Emperor Zhao was coming, Xiao Wu and Tang San stopped their movements together.
Although they meet every night, they also meet every few days.
They also use white balls to improve their physique every week, and the master is no exception, but Emperor Zhao won't come over when he's usually fine.
And this time it was only a few days before improving their physique, so the three of them stopped and moved to see if there was something wrong with Emperor Zhao suddenly coming over.
Emperor Zhao laughed, said hello to the three of them, and then said:
"It's not a big deal, isn't it missing you, haha"
The three of them were speechless for a while, and they basically met every day, like a fart.
Tang San asked:
"Brother Zhao, what's the matter, you can say it"
Emperor Zhao coughed twice, hesitated, and said:
"Uh... That's the case, my Soul King friend, do you remember?"
The three nodded.
Emperor Zhao continued:
"He's been idle and bored lately, and then he also wants to take me to some places to play, and take me to practice casually, I think it's okay for me to be idle, so let's go. No, I'm going to tell you. ”
The master frowned when he heard this, and it didn't take long for him to let go, he had seen Emperor Zhao's cultivation, although the amount was terrifying, but he had a white martial soul, so there was no problem.
So after thinking about it for a while, I felt that there was no problem, nodded and said:
"It's okay, although your martial soul is very powerful, the geniuses on the continent are also very strong, so it's not bad to go out for a walk. ”
"Uh-huh"
Emperor Zhao nodded obediently.
Emperor Zhao didn't actually need to ask their opinions, but after getting along for so long, Emperor Zhao already regarded them as real friends and family.
Moreover, this time I went out and planned to wait for Tang San and the others to come back when they were about to graduate.
After such a long time, Emperor Zhao felt the need to say it.
Tang San and Xiao Wu's expressions darkened slightly when they heard this, but they also knew that it was a good thing to go out for a walk when it was safe to do so, so they didn't object to anything.
The two nodded, Tang San stepped forward and hugged Emperor Zhao, and said reluctantly:
"Brother Zhao, come back early. ”
"Hmm"
Emperor Zhao smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and then Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu pounced.
Fortunately, Emperor Zhao is agile, otherwise it would have been at this speed...
"Brother Zhao, you have to come back early!I'll miss you~"
Emperor Zhao nodded, patted Xiao Wu's shoulder and rubbed it and said:
"Okay, good~"
After a moment, Emperor Zhao let go of her and said:
"Don't send me, he doesn't like strangers, goodbye!"
He waved his hand, and a few jumps vanished.