Chapter 71 (1/2)

”Mr. Zhao, be careful”

Ye Zhiqiu's voice came from the already slightly calm smoke storm.

Suddenly, the dust storm broke a big hole, a green light swept out of it, like lightning, the wind around the speed has been calm, slowly falling with the gravity of the smoke and dust again into the sky.

”Whoosh ~” a harsh sound of breaking the air sounded.

Come on!

Super fast!

Even if Tang San had already lifted the purple pole's pupil, he still couldn't see ye Zhiqiu's figure. He could only see a green awn, which instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters, and rolled up the dust and fog all the way, and suddenly came to Zhao Wuji with a terrifying power.

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrink, and he can't see very clearly. He can only see a shadow passing by, but his mind can't turn.

Ye Zhiqiu now burst out of the extreme speed, even he can barely control himself, no matter how fast, his dynamic vision can not keep up with it.

Eight door dunjia opened six doors in a row, and his body was pained by the explosive force of his soul. Now ye Zhiqiu just wants to vent his explosive soul power.

Ye Zhiqiu did not have a fancy simple punch, but with a hurricane like air flow, directly toward Zhao Wuji's abdomen.

”The first soul...” Zhao Wuji's soul power has just been transported, and his words have not been finished.

”Bang ~” is a dull sound.

Ye Zhiqiu's mouth slightly lifted, a punch printed on Zhao Wuji's stomach.

Zhao Wuji flies out in a flash.

The body is in mid air, bowing like a curved salted fish. The white kernel is turned straight in the eyes, and a continuous blood thread emerges, as if to stare out of the eye socket.

With only one punch, Zhao Wuji flew out of the playground of Shrek college, flying tens of meters away. Only when he met a house, did he bump into the wooden wall and smash into the house. With the help of resistance, he barely stopped.

The whole wall of the house built of wood was smashed and collapsed directly. It was rickety, but it didn't hold up in the end.

”Boom”

the wooden house collapsed, and a large amount of dust and smoke were raised again.

Zhao Wuji was unfortunately buried in it.

Tang San, who watched the battle in the distance, slightly opened their mouths. Their expressions were somewhat dull and some doubted life.

It's... It's amazing!

They looked at the place where Zhao Wuji had just stood, only to see ye Zhiqiu slowly withdrawing his fist and standing upright.

”What kind of terrifying soul skill is this? Zhao teacher was a blow fly... ”Dai mubai stupefied way.

Tang San shook his head. ”I'm afraid it's not soul skill. Ah Qiu's soul ring has not been revealed. If you want me to say, it may be a secret skill.”

”Secret arts? What is that? ” Dai mubai and others are confused.

”Er...” Tang San was speechless. He almost forgot that these people were different from himself. He couldn't understand martial arts and secret arts. He can only explain: ”you can understand that this is a kind of self created soul skill, and the principle is similar...”

”that's right.” Ning Rongrong nodded and said with some complacency: ”that's Zhiqiu's self-made soul skill. There are eight dunjia in total. Each time you open a door, your combat power can be increased several times. However...” here, Ning Rongrong looks at Ye Zhiqiu with some worries, and continues: ”Zhiqiu says that he can only open the first five doors without injury, but he seems to have opened six doors just now...”