This battle made Su Bai have a basic judgment of his second soul technique.

The existence of the second soul skill can indeed allow him to hide himself as much as possible in battle and be invincible.

But the shortcomings of the second soul technique are also very big.

No! To be precise, the shortcomings do not come from the second soul skill, the second soul skill only magnifies this shortcoming.

The shortcomings seem to come from the crown martial soul itself. The black fog can't accurately tell whether the people in the black fog are friend or foe.

It was as if in the black fog, forcibly divided into two camps. Su Bai and others! Except for Su Bai, whoever reaches the black fog will be affected by the black mist.

It will also increase Su Bai's soul power consumption.

This point was completely uncontrollable by Su Bai, so much so that in the battle just now, Tang San, Xiao Wu and the others stepped into the black mist, and they were completely restricted by Su Bai's second soul technique, and Su Bai was also greatly drained of soul power the moment they stepped in, resulting in not being able to support it for two seconds.

Depend on! I thought the crown martial soul was so strong! Leaving such a big weakness, wouldn't it only be useful when it was 1v1, and if there were more fighters in the future, wouldn't it be that I would be drained as soon as the black mist was released?

Su Bai muttered in his heart.

Of course, this is the secret of Su Bai's true crown martial soul, and it has been a long time before he really knows the secret of the black mist.

Su Bai returned to the dormitory of the academy with the support of everyone, and Dai Mubai had already arranged the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, Su Bai never went out again, and today's battle made him feel physically and mentally exhausted. Especially the feeling that the soul power is exhausted is really uncomfortable, and the whole body instantly loses strength, as if the kidneys are weak.

Su Bai stayed in the dormitory like this, sat on the bed and began to meditate, recovering his soul power, while reflecting on the mistakes of today's battle.

It was getting dark soon.

The night at Shrek Academy was quiet, and only the chirping of insects could be heard.

Because there were no other students admitted except for Su Bai and his party during the day, there were few people in the academy.

Zao Wou-ki, as the vice president, was staying alone in his office at this time.

Zao Wou-Ki's eyes were empty, and he touched his neck in a daze.

He had changed into clean clothes, and the wound on his neck had healed under Oscar's sausage treatment, leaving only a thin white mark.

Today's events have hit him very hard mentally.

He never imagined that he was just having itchy hands and wanted to move his muscles and bones, but he was cut by a freshly enrolled student. The most important thing is that at that moment, he actually felt fear for a great soul master whose soul power level was less than level thirty.

He's not moving, King Zao Wou-Ki! Back then, the Wuhun Hall surrounded and suppressed him, and he didn't feel afraid, but today he actually felt scared of a child who had just entered school.

This feeling of humiliation kept echoing in his heart.

This is the reason why Zao Wou-Ki stayed alone in the office and was silently angry.

He can tolerate his own defeat, he can tolerate his own death, but he can't tolerate his fear of a small child! Even if it only lasts for a second.

"This Su Bai is really a little monster, two soul skill healing can defend, that black mist can even affect me, it seems that in the future, there will be an auxiliary soul master in the academy who is not afraid of being attacked by the enemy at the first time. The enhancement to the other little monsters is not the slightest. Zao Wou-Ki thought silently.

However, what Zao Wou-Ki didn't know was that Su Bai's martial soul could not only defend but also attack.

In terms of the performance of the people present today, none of them can beat Su Bai.

If Su Bai knew Zao Wou-ki's thoughts, he would definitely retort: "Milk fart, the output is not as high as mine, and you still want my milk?" ”

"However, that kid named Tang San seems to have a backhand." Thinking back to Tang San's words during the day now, Zhao Wuji reacted.

"Let's have a few days, let's have a fight with that little monster named Tang San in a few days, and see what kind of backhand that little monster dares to fight with me!" Zao Wou-Ki thought silently in his heart.

"But that Tang San seems to be a thorn, he must be trained and trained well in the future. There are a few other little guys. Zao Wou-Ki stood up, moved his neck, and said with a smile.

Just as Zao Wou-Ki was about to go back to sleep.

A sudden voice suddenly came: "Zao Wou-ki." ”

The smile on Zao Wou-Ki's face suddenly froze.

You must know that he is a seventy-sixth-level soul saint, but he is considered a high-level soul master in the entire continent. The strength level is so strong that he can already lay an enchantment made of soul power around him. No wind or grass can escape his perception at all.

"Can anyone block my psychic sense?" Zao Wou-Ki thought to himself.

I remembered the feeling of being in the black fog during the day, and the soul power enchantment was completely out of order.

In the same way, the Soul Power Enchantment didn't give him feedback at all.

"Who!" Zao Wou-Ki stood up suddenly.

"Come out!"

The cold light in Zao Wou-ki's eyes flashed.

The greater the fame, the more enemies there are. He has been hiding in Shrek Academy all these years, but inevitably someone will get the news.

"Bang!"

Doors and windows suddenly opened. The cold wind blew in from outside.

"You come out." The voice came again, as if it were nothing.

Without any hesitation, Zao Wou-Ki jumped out of the window directly, followed the voice, and quickly walked out of Shrek Academy and walked towards the grove outside.

"Come out, I know you're here!"

Zao Wou-Ki stopped in a clearing, the seven soul rings on his body lit up for the first time, brown bear hair grew on his body, and his hands turned into bear paws.

A black figure slowly walked out from behind a tree, as if he didn't put Zao Wouji's seven soul rings in his eyes at all, this person was dressed in a black robe, and his face couldn't be seen clearly, but looking at his figure, he was an extremely strong man.

"Who are you?" Zao Wou-ki's momentum soared, and his eyes stared coldly at the figure in front of him.

The figure didn't pay attention to Zhao Wuji's cold tone, and said lightly: "I didn't expect to be able to meet King Fudo Ming in this small place, and I just want to learn from you." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The man in black slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly, a black light condensed in his hand, and a huge purple hammer appeared in his hand.

At the same time, nine soul rings quietly appeared on his body.

Two yellow, two purple, five black, and the last black soul ring still faintly emitted red light.

The moment he saw the soul ring, Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded, and suddenly lost his mood of resistance, and said in a trembling voice: "Title Douluo? ”