"This guy is too messy, isn't it, it's the Soul King on the other side, and he rushes straight up like this?"

Looking at Seti without flinching, Oscar felt a little emotional and admired, he didn't dare to be so reckless in exchange for him.

"Hmph, it's best to look for death like this, it's best to die." Dai Mubai said fiercely, and Ma Hongjun also nodded.

Both of them were brothers and sisters who had been devastated by Sethi, and seeing Sethi covered in blood and bruises all over his body, his heart was so happy.

Several people from the Canghui Academy were also dumbfounded, stunned by Seti's bravery, and only the other four people looked at the battle between Seti and Ye Zhiqiu with different thoughts in their hearts.

Tang San opened his Purple Pole Demon Pupil to observe Seti, and the more he looked at Seti's state, the more solemn his expression became, because he saw that Seti's body was constantly injured and recovering, every wound was recovering at an extremely fast speed, and after recovery, the degree of his injuries became lighter.

In other words, Seti is using this self-mutilating style of play to temper his body, making his body more resilient through repeated injuries and healing.

Looking at her brother's heavy face, Xiao Wu was also worried, it was rare that there was someone who was not as good as her who could make her jiu-jitsu useless, and Seti was the only one.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up as he looked at Seti.

This guy is too fierce, he can beat the Soul King with only twenty levels of soul power, I have to think of a way......

That's right! This guy seems to like money, so that's easy, if I can get this guy back to the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, Dad and they will definitely be taken aback.

Many thoughts appeared in Ning Rongrong's mind, and then he seemed to have made a decision, and his expression changed.

And Zhu Zhuqing, who is more familiar with Seti here, couldn't help but be more serious when he looked at Seti's eyes.

Subconsciously, she compared Seti with Dai Mubai and the other men in Shrek Academy, and the result was ...... There's no comparison.

Ma Hongjun is a hungry ghost in the middle of the sex, although it is the reason for the martial spirit, but he is also a pervert, and he is a fat man.

Oscar is ordinary, and the martial soul is obscene.

Although Tang San was powerful, he couldn't beat Seti.

Dai Mubai......

She subconsciously glanced at Dai Mubai, and felt even more disgusted.

And Dai Mubai felt the gaze from his fiancée, and was about to behave well, but he seemed to feel disgusted, and a series of question marks immediately appeared on his head.

Dai Mubai: ???

"You're looking for death!" Ye Zhiqiu was furious, and the third soul ring lit up in the roar, and a large amount of soul power condensed on his tortoise shell into a water arrow and shot towards Seti's heart.

"It's too slow! It's too slow! ”

Seti roared, and his fist slammed into the water arrow that was shooting at his heart.

Click!

The water arrow instantly turned into ice, freezing his fist entirely, and slamming into his fist unabatedly, as if to push his fist back.

Are you kidding!

This kind of thing wants to stop my fist too?

Setti's eyes were fierce, his waist sank, his legs slammed to the ground, and a force erupted again, smashing his fist back with cold ice, and at the cost of his entire left arm being torn off a piece of flesh.

Pain?

I don't feel it at all!

This punch continued to magnify in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, he didn't expect that a mere little ghost would be able to do it to this extent, although his defense was strong, but he didn't want to feel the humiliation and severe pain of being hit in the face by the fist just now, so he immediately turned around, the fourth soul technique was launched, and the whole person shrank again, hiding directly in the turtle shell.

Bang! ——

The fist smashed on the turtle shell, and the ice cubes on the fist exploded with flesh and skin and flew in all directions, and the turtle shell was also violently shaken by the punch.

"Come on! Fight Uncle Ben! ”

Another punch slammed into the turtle shell, and Seti roared in a rage.

Left fist, right fist.

Left fist, right fist.

Seti's fists turned into phantoms and kept swinging in the air in front of him, and Ye Zhiqiu could only continue to release the previous second and third soul skills, constantly filling his body with cold air, so that Seti was injured in the swing of his fist.

In addition, he did not forget to continue to taunt Seti: "Hmph, boy, each martial soul has its own usage, my Xuan Turtle Martial Soul fights like this, I want to see how hard your fists are, and when your whole body is frozen and your blood is congealed, it will be when I win." ”

"Do you think Uncle Ben can't do anything to you, then you can give Uncle Ben a good look."

Seti laughed.

If you want hard consumption, who is afraid of whom?

He is growing all the time, his body, his flesh and blood, his muscles and bones, his fists, as long as he fights, he can grow, as long as the fight does not stop, he can grow without limits.

The cold air gradually thickened, encircling Seti and this big turtle shell in the center, Seti was exerting strength all over his body, and his fists full of deadly rhythm continued to smash on Ye Zhiqiu's turtle shell without the slightest tiredness.

Dozens of punches, hundreds of punches, thousands of punches......

Every punch made his whole body tempered in frost freezing, and the blood veins in his body and the soul power in his body were all becoming more refined and powerful.

Slowly, these cold qi that was about to turn into substance could no longer have an effect on Se, unable to freeze his flesh and causing him to exert force in the ice and crack the wound, unable to invade his blood and turn the blood into ice chips, only leaving a shallow layer of frost on his body.

Without the ice affecting her body, Seti was faster.

A few punches in a second just now turned into a dozen punches a second, and the ice chips turned into ice chips from the blood that smashed on the turtle shell became scarce with the number of fists smashed, and the injuries on his fists gradually turned into intact states, and when his injuries healed, his fists exuded a bronze luster, and at the same time, he felt a powerful force in the surrounding space converge in his fists and melt into a part of his fists.

This is......

Seti suddenly realized, just as he should have known, that he knew the change in himself.

The second awakening of the ontological martial soul, the bronze-level awakening.

His fists are harder, stronger, and more powerful, and the combat power of the martial soul has increased by 60%.

But the fist he smashed on Ye Zhiqiu's turtle shell didn't feel the feeling of being refined, that is to say, this turtle shell was useless, and this level of tempering was no longer enough for him to grow.

On the contrary, Ye Zhiqiu was very shocked in his heart, because the few punches after the second awakening of the Seti Martial Spirit could not even resist all his tortoise shell, and some shocks entered his body, causing his internal organs to churn slightly.

Seti stopped his fist for a moment and looked up at the sky, the bright crescent moon had begun to descend from the top, and it was now late at night, and it was time to end the fight.

"What? Running out of energy? Then it's my turn next. Ye Zhiqiu felt that there was no longer a vibration on the turtle shell, thinking that it was the last bit of strength of Seti just now, no wonder it made him feel uncomfortable, and just as he wanted to get rid of Seti, he heard the exclamation of his student.

"Teacher! Be careful, he's not without strength. ”

Well?

Before Ye Zhiqiu could get up, Seti's bronze fists were filled with golden streamers of condescending power, and he smashed his turtle shell with a blatant punch.

Poof-

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the punch just now was like smashing into him through the turtle shell, almost half of the power of the fist passed through the turtle shell, causing his internal organs to displace, and his blood was churning.

Before he could breathe, he received another heavy punch.

Then the third punch, the fourth punch......

The stormy fist seemed to have evolved, and each punch made Ye Zhiqiu feel painful, his expression was hideous, and he endured the pain and launched the fifth soul technique.