Chapter Thirty-Eight: I'll Fight This Time

Tang San looked at the injured Xiao Wu, his heart tingled, he had clearly said that he would protect the other party.

What if Mr. Zhao is an enemy today!? Can he still protect Xiao Wu?

Dai Mubai hugged Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong hugged Xiao Wu, and they looked at Jiang Luoran puzzled......

Seeing that half of the incense was burned, Jiang Luoran stepped on it. The awake people were at a loss, and they couldn't figure out what Jiang Luoran wanted to do.

"Ahh Tang San just wanted to act, but he led the wound.

"Third brother, you take care of Xiao Wu!" Jiang Luoran walked in front of Zhao Wouji, "I'll fight this time today!" ”

"Oh? What do you want to do? Zao Wou-Ki gave him a mocking look.

A group of people can't beat him, let alone one person!

If you want to play heroism, you have to weigh it!

Jiang Luoran knew very well that even if they continued, they would not be able to win.

Xiao Wu who was unconscious, Zhu Zhuqing who was weak, Ning Rongrong who lost his soul power, and Tang San who was injured.

Since he provoked this matter, let him fight it!

"Luo Ran, don't force it," Tang San knew Jiang Luoran's temperament, and he did things by himself.

"Everything starts again, let's fight," Jiang Luoran let go of his fists.

Of course, Jiang Luoran would not be arrogant enough to fight against the Soul Saint, this was simply sending him to death.

However, although he has no hope of victory, it is not a big problem to hold the other party back.

Draining a stick of incense is enough.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luoran suddenly wanted to laugh, this was originally something Tang San did in a fit of anger, but he did it himself.

"What about them?" Zao Wou-Ki is, of course, referring to the freshmen who have not yet entered the school.

Jiang Luoran looked behind him, he didn't say anything, if they didn't agree, then he wouldn't be able to represent them.

"Luo Ran, you go on! We are all teammates," Ning Rongrong was the first to speak.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and didn't say anything.

Tang San looked at Jiang Luoran, "If you lose, then we'll leave together." ”

Jiang Luoran suddenly thought of what the master said: You don't need to find it, what a powerful teammate. You just need to find a teammate who can lean your back out.

Actually, thinking about it realistically, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing can also go to other places.

And he, Tang San, and Xiao Wu can only go to Canghui Academy!

It's really hard to think about it, to enter Shrek Academy, you even need to stick to a stick of incense under the hands of the soul saint.

In the entire Douluo Continent, I'm afraid there are no such strict requirements!

Jiang Luoran turned his head and said with a firm expression, "If I lose, let's leave together." ”

"Then come on, I want to see how you can survive a stick of incense under my hands," the seven soul rings in Zao Wouji's body shone from top to bottom.

If you want to contain the attack of the Soul Saint, you must go all out.

In general, the soul skill cannot be broken, and the whole process must be performed at the highest level.

Jiang Luoran can do this.

No longer retained, Jiang Luoran's level 40 soul power is fully exerted, purple, purple, black! The three soul rings stopped at his waist for a long time.

If Jiang Luoran's previous momentum is like a turbulent wave. Then his current soul power is like a swamp that sucks people.

Gives a sense of compulsive pressure.

"Come on!" Jiang Luoran swung forward, and with every step, a crack opened in the ground.

"Then I'll play with you. The first soul technique, do not move the body of the Ming King, "Zao Wou-Ki feels that defeating the other party too early, it will not be fun."

It is the coolest thing not to rub and abuse each other without martial spirits.

Zao Wou-Ki: (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

Jiang Luoran had already guessed that Zhao Wuji looked down on him and would definitely be beaten first. He turned behind Zao Wou-Ki and kicked him in the crotch.

Kick the cover door!

Only in this regard, it is impossible for Zao Wou-Ki not to resist.

Don't move the king, as long as you move. Then its power will drop greatly!

"No matter how you like to fight here," Zhao Wuji was extremely angry, just now he was also angry because of this, and instantly swept everyone away.

Zhao Wou-Ki used the second soul technique, and the second soul ring on his body lit up with a yellow light, "Mighty King Kong Palm!" ”

It was at this moment that Jiang Luoran used his first soul technique, "Make something out of nothing!" The purple soul ring shone brightly, and the bloody vine in his hand turned into purple smoke and disappeared in place.

Before Zao Wou-ki's palm print was used, the golden light was still rising, and it was instantly wrapped in more than thirty bloody vines.

How could it be the soul technique of the thousand-year-old soul ring, Zhao Wuji wanted to break free in an instant, it was impossible, he glared angrily, and continued to release the powerful Vajra palm.

Jiang Luoran lifted a boulder with both hands and rushed towards Zhao Wuji. Zao Wou-Ki's expression was moved, wasn't this the action that he used to take the willow tree to pick himself up?

"It's too bullying, give you some color to see," Zhao Wouji slapped out with a palm, the golden palm print broke away, and more than thirty purple and pink bloody vines collided with the boulder.

"Bang"

The ground shook, the village shook again, and some of the academy teachers ran out to see what was going on.

Broken boulders fell all over the building, and the dust was blown up, and even the school building was destroyed......

"Fight or tear down the school!" Dai Mubai smiled bitterly and shook his head, "After the dean comes back, he will definitely have to lecture again!" ”

"Humph! Think I won't see you anymore? Zhao Wouji grabbed Jiang Luoran's shabby collar, "I've caught you, King Kong Palm!" ”

The golden palm print was slapped again, directly aimed at Jiang Luoran's face.

After the palm, Zao Wou-Ki regretted it, this force was too strong, would he kill the other party? However, I can't get it back!

There was a slight pity in his expression, and he thought that this was a good seedling. It turned out to be a parallel import.

"Oops!" Tang San and the others saw that Jiang Luoran had been caught, and the ferocious golden palm print had already killed Jiang Luoran.

"It's over, anyone who is caught by Teacher Zhao has no chance to escape," Dai Mubai is not a person who loves to make up his mind, but he still said so.

"Bang!"

Jiang Luoran turned into a cloud of purple smoke and drifted away, and his soul power disappeared, like a ghost.

It's a soul skill!

No matter how stupid everyone is, they can understand that this is Jiang Luoran's soul skill. Since the fake body is here, what about the real body?

Not to mention the students, even Zao Wou-Ki was surprised, this soul skill is good. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but get excited again, the better the student's qualifications, the more he liked it.

But where is he real?

On top of the collapsed building, Jiang Luoran's body flashed with a second spirit ring, and the corners of his mouth were contemptuous, "It's not over yet!" ”

Purple smoke enveloped Zao, from his calves to his armpits, from his back to his wrists, and from his head to his heels.

The Blood Demon Vine was like a steady stream of tides, enveloping Zao Wou-Ki's whole body.

It also targets the acupuncture points to prevent the other party from escaping prematurely.

"What's the matter, playing around, that's bondage!" Zao Wou-Ki struggled, not to mention, this bloody vine was very strong.

"This soul technique is the fusion of the first soul technique, and the second soul technique.

The effect has not changed, but the soul power and quantity have changed," Jiang Luoran sneered, "This is the last move." ”

Jiang Luoran picked up the building and threw it at Zao Wouji's head. And followed the building to jump in front of Zhao Wouji, "Kunpeng kill!" ”

"Fifth Soul Technique, Gravity Squeeze," Zao Wou-Ki stomped his right foot. Unfolded with him as the center, within a radius of more than ten meters, everything turned black.

The veins of the bloody vine collapsed, and they were gradually shattered and crushed by gravity!

"Drink!" Zao Wou-Ki smashed the building with one punch, "Under the pressure of my gravity, no one can move freely." ”

"Bang"

Jiang Luoran flew straight down, his whole body was like a Kunpeng with a vertical and horizontal body, his hands were spread, and the white wind burst out, the strong wind was howling, and the momentum was surging.

That's right, the reason why he threw out of the building was only to make it dusty and disturb everyone's view. Undetectable ...... Second Martial Spirit.

As for Zao Wou-ki's fifth soul technique, gravity squeezing, Jiang Luoran directly ignored it. He is being trained like hell every day, will he not be able to withstand it?

Inertia, self-strength, coordination angle, wind force and wind speed, self-martial spirit...... All the conditions are combined into one, that is: Kunpeng kill!

"Click!"

As soon as this sound sounded, Zao Wou-Ki only remembered that he saw a white light, surging, quite open and close.

The sound of shattering means that his soul skill has been shattered.

Zao Wou-ki's right fist slammed into Bai Guang, who was still releasing his soul technique just now. So now, it's too late to use soul power to resist, and it can only be a pure physical strength to fight.

With a fist, Zao Wou-Ki took dozens of steps back, his fists trembled, and his right arm was numb, which showed that the impact was not small.