Douluo: My soul rings are all elves

【116】The assessment is over



【116】The assessment is over

After Zhao Wuji silently commented on Qian Bing, he turned to look at the pale Tang San who was behind the crowd.

Except for Qian Bing, he felt that this unknown boy who didn't make many moves was not a good person compared to the others.

It's just that the barking dog bites people even harder!

Although this description is a bit rude, Zhao Wuji did not mean to belittle Tang San. He simply thought that this sentence was more appropriate to describe Tang San.

"Boy behind you, although you played a dirty trick on me, I have to praise you for your skill with hidden weapons, since you almost managed to do it quietly and without any trace.

If they hadn't needed you to use your weak soul power to conceal your whereabouts, I'm afraid I would have been poisoned by you.

Let me remind you, when using this kind of hidden weapon against your opponents of the same level, as long as the number in a wave is less than three, I think it is almost difficult for anyone to sense their existence in advance. "

As for Zhao Wuji's last reminder, Tang San and Qian Bing actually already knew it after many attempts.

The reason why he still fired a large area of ​​poisonous needles just now was because he had cooperated with Qian Bing for many years and knew that Zhao Wuji was affected by the electric current at this time, and he might not be able to avoid the poisonous stings even if he found them.

Secondly, facing Zhao Wuji, whose soul power was much higher than his own, even if three poisonous stings hit him, it would be of no use. It would be better to have a big one instead.

Tang San didn't explain much, nodded silently, and answered:

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao, for your guidance."

After saying that, he looked at the large piece of spiked Blue Silver Grass in his hand, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Then, Zhao Wuji turned his gaze to Xu Lei and was about to say something. Suddenly, all his facial features suddenly distorted, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

Feeling an unbearable tingling all over my body, I quickly raised an arm to peel away the long brown hair that had grown on it due to the martial soul's possession.

The skin exposed in front of Zhao Wuji's eyes was already purple, and black blood oozed from the dense needle holes, which looked very scary.

Zhao Wuji's mood instantly became even worse, and he said angrily:

"You two bastards, with such vicious hearts and methods, you actually hit the teacher so hard as soon as they met!"

Zhao Wuji could no longer care about maintaining the image of a teacher, and quickly mobilized his soul power to resist the toxins invading his body, and at the same time shouted loudly:

"Oscar, come here and get me one of your sausages and sausages."

Not far from the open space, a rough and arrogant man in simple clothes, with neat short hair, a full beard, and a pair of big peach blossom eyes was standing next to a cart.

When I heard someone calling me, I immediately ran over and let out a soft gasp:

"Who wants my sausage, 5 copper soul coins each, no bargaining!"

Zhao Wuji was in a very bad mood at this time. Seeing that Oscar still dared to take the business on himself, he almost couldn't breathe and almost spurted blood.

"Asshole, you dare to ask me for money. Are you itching to be punished?"

Oscar ran closer and saw that the person calling him was Zhao Wuji, his peach-blossom eyes blinking, and his girl-like voice made his aggrieved complaints sound a little scary.

"Teacher Zhao, I just make a living by buying a few sausages. How can you punish me for this? The worst I can do is not charge you."

"Stop talking nonsense and bring me your big sausage."

Oscar knew that Zhao Wuji would really do something unbecoming of a teacher if he was willful, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense, the light of his soul power emerged, and he recited a spell:

"I have a big sausage."

After his weird soul spell was recited, light flashed in his hand, and a fragrant sausage suddenly appeared.

In his previous life, Qian Bing was used to seeing all kinds of dirty words from veteran drivers on the Internet, so naturally he didn't feel anything about it.

But the faces of the friends standing next to him were a little weird. Xiao Wu just said "poof" and rolled his eyes.

"I have a small sausage."

Immediately afterwards, Oscar muttered another sentence, and a small sausage only as thick as his little finger appeared in his palm.

Everyone present, especially a few women, completely labeled him as a wretched uncle after hearing him recite these two soul curses.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was always cold, silently took two steps back, his disgust evident in his words.

Oscar was focused on appeasing Zhao Wuji and telling him not to cause trouble for him, so he didn't care about other people's opinions. He quickly reached out and handed out the two sausages together.

Zhao Wuji was not polite and ate the sausage and sausage one after another, and his face suddenly became much better.

Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, came up first with a complicated expression. Although he walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side, the first person he spoke to was Qian Bing.

"You actually hid so much strength in your previous battle with me."

He felt a mixture of emotions at this time. On the one hand, he knew that Qian Bing had spared his efforts and saved most of his face, and he felt a little grateful to him.

But on the other hand, as his opponent Qian Bing didn't use his full strength against him, which made Dai Mubai feel a little unhappy at being underestimated.

Qian Bing was a man who understood the world and understood Dai Mubai's strong character. It was hard to refute his face, so he straightened his face and said seriously:

"I didn't hold back before. When I fought with you, my purpose was to test my physical strength and close combat ability.

It turns out that I am still lacking in these two areas and need to strengthen training. "

This answer was neither too high for Dai Mubai nor did it bring down Qian Bing in vain. Dai Mubai thought about it for a moment, his face slowly became calm, and he turned to Oscar and said:

"Little Os, hurry up and get a few more sausages from you. They all need to replenish their soul power now."

Oscar was very happy when he heard this.

"Five copper soul coins each. Don't forget to pay me at the end. I have a big sausage..."

As he kept reciting the soul curse, light flashed in his hand, and sausages appeared one after another.

Dai Mubai took the sausage from Oslo, handed one to Qian Bing first, and said:

"Eat it quickly, although this guy's soul curse is disgusting, his sausage is really effective.

This is the sausage attached to his first soul ring, which can speed up the recovery of physical injuries and soul power. "

Qian Bing had almost no soul power left at this time, and he was a person who was better at seeing the essence through phenomena. He didn't feel any rejection in his heart, so he took it happily and swallowed it in big gulps.

The moment the sausage was swallowed, Qian Bing felt as if he had eaten a meal, and he felt quite full in his stomach.

At the same time, an inexplicable energy began to flow into his body. As soon as this energy formed a new soul power, Qian Bing raised his right hand again and summoned a piece of blue silver grass that was not that dark in color.

It was just that a particularly thick and long spike grew from the tip of the grass blade. The moment it fell to the ground, it crawled towards Zhao Wuji.


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