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(2nd Update)

In front of Yang Ming and his party, Zao Wou-Ki stood quietly on the ground, and the momentum that emanated from his body invisibly made people dare not underestimate him.

The knotted muscles of steel and iron are extremely exaggerated, like the stone statues carefully carved by the most brilliant sculptors, and every inch of muscle contains explosive power.

His broad shoulders were as thick as a wall, and there was no doubt that if he was hit by his shoulder, it would be like being run over by a speeding truck, and his bones would be broken.

Shoes that are far wider than ordinary people stepped on the ground, twisted and rubbed slightly, and faintly heard a "click" sound from the ground, and the ground faintly cracked a shallow crack, just enough for a loach to poke its head out.

Grunt!

Yang Ming's ears moved, and he heard someone swallow a mouthful of saliva, thinking that he was also taken by the momentum of the teacher Zhao in front of him.

Yang Ming's expression narrowed, with a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows.

I have to say that since crossing the Douluo Continent, except for the Black Emperor who occasionally came out to bubble, the current Zhao Wuji has put the most pressure on him.

Zao Wou-Ki obviously put on a rather amiable expression, and his eyes also had a friendly smile, but the people who were caught by his gaze, without exception, subconsciously tensed their muscles.

Just like in nature, creatures are frightened, worried, and vigilant in the face of predators up the food chain!

"Kids."

Zao Wou-Ki moved his hands, feet and wrists, making a series of creepy "click, click" sounds, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a hint of inexplicable smile.

"Since you are all proud sons of heaven who have passed the second and third levels without being tested, I will be a little more serious and show a little real ability to test you."

"The content of the test is actually very simple, in the time of a stick of incense, several of you need to join forces to resist my attack, as long as one of you can hold out to the end, even if you pass."

Dai Mubai was slightly surprised, he knew that Mr. Zhao Wouji and Zhao were ruthless characters known as the King of Fudong, especially known for their amazing defensive power.

At that moment, Dai Mubai hesitated slightly:

"Teacher Zhao, this is not good, if the school has not started, you will cripple the candidates, and no students will dare to come to our Shrek Academy in the future."

Zhao Wuji glared at him, and said angrily:

"Look at what you said, am I such a light and heavy person? It's a big deal, at most, it's just to knock them down and let them lie in the hospital for a few days. ”

The words made the others look embarrassed.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Zao Wou-ki, Dai Mubai sighed in his heart, gave Yang Ming and the others a look of self-begging, and said:

"You have to be careful, Master Zhao, he is a seventy-sixth-level soul saint, and his strength is second only to the dean."

"Teacher Zhao's martial soul is a strong King Kong bear, and his defense is extremely terrifying, even if he is a soul master of the same level as him, he may not be able to break the defense, so he also has the title of King of Fudong."

Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly pale, and he exclaimed:

"He turned out to be Zao Wou-Ki, the king of immovable Ming, the strong man who has been missing on the mainland for ten years?"

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

Even if Zao Wou-Ki has been living in seclusion in Shrek Academy for many years, his prestige is still the same.

Just as Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San were communicating, Yang Ming passed them and came to Zhao Wouji.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, and he looked surprised:

"Yang Ming, what does he want to do?"

Hearing this, several people who had introduced themselves to each other turned their heads and looked towards Yang Ming.

"Is that him?"

Ning Rongrong naturally recognized Yang Ming, but the two of them were just one side.

Yang Ming ignored the gazes of others, and the reason why he stood up alone was precisely because the Black Emperor said in his heart:

"Young man, do you crave my strength?"

"Now, it's time to give you the first test, with your own ability, within a stick of incense, withstand the attack of the soul saint in front of you!"

"As long as you complete this test, I will raise your second soul ring to the thousand-year level."

Yang Ming took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to press the Black Emperor to the ground and rub it.

It's been four years!

Since summoning the Black Emperor, Yang Ming originally thought that this thing would immediately test himself, but in the past four years, the Black Emperor didn't bird him at all, but ran out by himself when he had time to dig a grave for someone else's house.

It's a lot of tears!

Since the village annihilation incident, Yang Ming realized that his strength was still not enough.

Over the years, Yang Ming had squeezed almost all the available time, sleeping only four hours a day, and in addition to eating and studying, he was constantly cultivating.

Improve soul power, practice swordsmanship and marksmanship, and conduct devil training, carry a 200-pound weight on your back every day for a long-distance run of 20 kilometers, do 500 push-ups, and 500 sit-ups.

Under such high-intensity training, Yang Ming has also laid a solid foundation, even if he uses the Eight Doors Dunjia again now and opens the first four doors, it is more than enough.

Although the things rewarded by the system are good, many things have hidden harms.

For example, every time a new skill is obtained, the system will instill a lot of information, and if Yang Ming can't hold it, his head will explode directly.

Another example is that the summoned Black Emperor is not obedient at all.

Yang Ming also secretly guessed that the system is not omnipotent, it is just an auxiliary tool.

If your strength does not reach a certain level, you will get something far beyond your level too early, and you will inevitably be counterattacked.

In the shocked and suspicious eyes of everyone, Yang Ming hugged his fists at Zhao Wouji and said in a deep voice:

"In Xia Yang Ming, I want to challenge Teacher Zhao alone!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth with her hands to avoid exposing the O-shaped shape of her lips, because she was not ladylike at all, but the gaze of her beautiful eyes had already revealed her inner world.

This guy is crazy!

Zhu Zhuqing was as indifferent as ever, but his gaze stayed on Yang Ming a little more, and he seemed to have some kind of affection for him, which was a curious emotion.

After getting along in the past few years, Tang San and Xiao Wu already know Yang Ming's character very well, and they know that once he makes a decision, he will not easily make changes.

Xiao Wu nervously clasped her hands together, crossed her fingers and placed them in front of her chest, posed in a prayer posture, and said silently in her heart:

"Brother, don't have anything to do with you later."

A trace of purple intent flashed in Tang San's eyes, staring at the battle situation stubbornly, once Yang Ming did not end well, he would support.

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, like a pair of ukiyo-e.

Zao Wou-Ki was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard some big joke, but after meeting Yang Ming's resolute gaze, a smile of appreciation appeared on his face.

"Boy, you're crazy enough, half the style I had back then."

(1st Update)