While Zhao Wuji was on the street, Wang Jian quickly opened the distance between him and Zhao Wuji

On the earth, a large number of peach, plum and apricot trees began to drill out, but in the blink of an eye, they became towering forests!

The shadow of the trees covered almost the entire Shrek college.

Some trees broke out of a house. The branches of the trees grew rapidly and broke through the house. The mud tiles fell to the ground. There was a scream in the house. Then a little fat man ran out of the house in a hurry.

"Mommy

After running out of the house, looking at the dense forest in front of him, the little fat man suddenly became dull.

My head is full of philosophical questions.

Who am I? Where am I? What's going on here?

"Whew!"

Frande flew to catch Ma Hongjun and quickly took him away from the battlefield.

But looking at the scenes in front of him, he couldn't help but spat and scolded.

Good boy, the means are OK!

Wang Jian is about to destroy his Shrek college, and I'm afraid he won't be able to go back on it.

Outside the battlefield, several of Shrek's other mentors were a little dull.

"My house is gone..."

"Mine, too!"

"My teapot is still in it!"

……

In the flower forest.

Peach and plum are fragrant, green leaves and delicate flowers are everywhere, but the figure of Wang Jian can't be found.

Zhao Wuji got up from the ground, touched the hot scar on his back, hissed and took in the cold air, and looked for Wang Jian everywhere.

"This kid is so hard on you!"

With a secret spat, Zhao Wuji's eyes began to become fierce, just like the ferocious God who came out of hell. He looked extremely frightening, worthy of his reputation as the king of Ming!

The seventh Soul Ring on his body quietly lights up, and the black light is palpitating.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's body increased again, and began to constantly pull up, even the muscles of his body became more and more hard and strong, the characteristics of the King Kong bear became more and more obvious, the black hair became more and more thick, and his eyes became as bright as gold.

In a short time, Zhao Wuji was as tall as the whole Hualin, and even half a head higher than Hualin. A pair of eyes could bring everything around him.

And this is the seventh soul skill possessed by the beast spirit - the real body of the spirit!

"Roar!"

Zhao Wuji raised his head to heaven and roared. His voice didn't look like a human being, but was full of the wildness of the soul beast.

After the roar, Zhao Wuji's golden eyes swept towards Hualin, breathing heavily in his nose.

Boy, your grandfather Zhao told you, you are finished!!

Hiding in the flower forest, Wang Jian quietly looks at this scene, and his eyes flash slightly. Is this the seventh soul skill of the soul saint?

There are probably four watersheds in the soul master system.

The first is when the soul power breaks through level 10 and gets the first soul ring.

The second is when the soul power breaks through level 50 and gets the first ten thousand year soul ring.

The third is when the soul power breaks through level 70 to obtain the true body of martial spirit.

The fourth nature is when the soul power breaks through level 90 and becomes the title Douluo.

Every time we break through these four watersheds, what we have in power is qualitative change rather than quantitative change.

……

Looking around for a week, Zhao Wuji did not find Wang Jian's figure, so he began to wantonly destroy it.

But his eyes were still alert. Through the previous rounds of competition, he knew that Wang Jian could not be measured by the strength of ordinary soul king. What made him more alert was that he suffered losses in several rounds of competition.

As a character who escapes from the siege of the martial spirit hall, Zhao Wuji is naturally not as impulsive as he sees on the surface. Any soul master who has gone through countless hardships and practices to the depth is not a fool.

Even if he's impulsive, it's all in the rough.

And this flower forest is formed by Wang Jian's fifth soul skill, so it will never be as simple as it seems.

Zhao Wuji began to wantonly destroy, a bucket of thick and thin trees were easily uprooted by him and thrown into the distance, branches and leaves withered, petals scattered all over the sky.

After a few breaths, the flower forest is destroyed by a third.

"Get up!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was about to rush into his hidden area, Wang Jian's eyes were calm and read in a soft voice.

The petals in the forest seemed to solidify in the air at this moment, and then began to circle regularly, which was soon noticed by Zhao Wuji and several people watching the battle.

Zhao Wuji was alert, but his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes suddenly looked at the flower forest in front of him.

Kick your foot on the ground!

Boom!

The fierce soul force starts to rush toward the front flower forest along the underground. All along the way, everything is destroyed by the strong soul force, leaving a lot of debris.

In the flower forest, a figure rises to the sky.

"I found you!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Wuji grinned and stamped his feet on the ground. The whole figure rushed out like a shell, leaving a spider web like crack and a big hole in the earth.

Boy, where are you going this time!

Zhao Wuji's eyes locked Wang Jian's figure.

Zhao Wuji's figure is frightening after he shows his true body, and even some empty shadows appear in the sky.

"The wind

Wang Jian called softly. The breeze from nowhere held his figure and lifted his falling body to the sky.

Then he reached for Zhao Wuji.

"Gale

"Hoo

In the sky, the sudden change of wind and cloud, like the blade of a knife, suddenly pressed Zhao Wuji from the top to the bottom, making his overwhelming figure stagnant.

Grass!

Zhao Wuji's eyes were dull, and he scolded from the bottom of his heart. Then he began to resist the crack from the sky.

These strong winds are like flying knives, inch by inch cut on his body, although not enough to move his muscles and bones, but... It's very painful!!!

Zhao Wuji is a tough guy, but who thinks pain is a good thing?!

His skin was cut out of countless wounds, the wound exuded red blood, only in a moment it became a blood man.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar's face became very pale.

Oscar swallowed his saliva and asked frande, "Dean, is Miss Zhao OK?"

Fland waved his hand and said, "your teacher Zhao is rough and fleshy. It's just a minor injury. It's not a bone breaking thing."

"But..."

Shao Xin, who was next to him, suddenly began to laugh. Looking at Zhao Wuji, he said with a smile, "it's really a happy thing to see Lao Zhao become like this."

Beside, Lu Qibin and Li Yusong also laughed.

Crazy, Lao Zhao, aren't you usually crazy? You keep going crazy!