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Chapter 20 Oscar's Big Sausage and Small Sausage (4)

At the same time, he also admired Tang San greatly. In terms of talent, this Tang San was even stronger than Dai Mubai. It was just that his martial spirit was inherently weaker, otherwise, he might be a peerless strongman in the future.

He made a fist with his right hand and punched it into the palm of his left hand. Zhao Wuji sighed helplessly: "I'm unlucky. Why did I meet such a little hedgehog? It seems that I have to train him well in the future. Yu Buzhuo

It’s useless.” After saying the last sentence, Zhao Wuji couldn’t help but reveal a somewhat evil smile on his face.

"Zhao Wuji." Just as Zhao Wuji was thinking about how to train Tang San well in the future, a sudden voice made the smile on his face freeze instantly.

You must know that as a seventy-sixth level soul saint, he is a high-level existence in the entire Douluo Continent soul master world. His soul power is already strong enough to form a wonderful aura around his body, which can clearly

He could distinguish the sound of falling leaves within a hundred meters around his body. At this time, he did not feel that there was anyone around him, and the sound pierced directly into his ears, and it sounded like he was talking in his ears.

This kind of strength has made Zhao Wuji extremely vigilant. He didn't recognize this voice, but he was sure that the strength of the person coming was definitely not inferior to him.

"Who?" Zhao Wuji stood up suddenly, a cold light flashing in his eyes. At the beginning, his reputation in the soul master world was not very good, and he had many enemies. He had been hiding in Shrek Academy for these years and had been quiet. Unexpectedly, in this

Then a powerful opponent suddenly appeared.

"Come out." A faint aura locked on Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji walked out of the window without hesitation and came outside. His soul power suddenly increased to its peak, and he was cautiously on guard while also searching for any movement around him.

Who is Zhao Wuji? Prince Fudo, he was also the master who killed countless people. Being so provoked by an unknown opponent, coupled with the suffocation in his chest during the day, suddenly made him angry. He exerted force on his feet and pulled towards the breath.

He quickly chased in the direction. In a short time, he had already left the scope of Shrek Academy and came to a forest outside. It was here that the breath disappeared.

"Come out. I know you are here." Zhao Wuji shouted in a deep voice. At the same time, he completed the possession of his martial soul in the first time. The seven soul rings moved up and down around his body, shining with dazzling light, especially

Those three black ten-thousand-year soul rings look even more astonishingly deep.

A black figure slowly walked out from behind a big tree. This person was covered in black clothes and even had a black hood on his head. From the appearance, it could only be seen that he was a

A tall man.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji shouted in a cold voice, after completing the possession of the martial soul Vajra Bear, his whole body released a wild aura, showing no anger or self-power.

The man in black did not directly answer his words, but said lightly: "I saw Fudo Myoto in this small place. I just want to have a discussion with you. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

As he spoke, the man in black slowly raised his right hand. Suddenly, a black light condensed in his palm and turned into a huge artifact. At the same time, a total of nine soul rings quietly appeared on his body. Two

Yellow, two purple, five black. The nine soul rings did not move like Zhao Wuji, but quietly stagnated at different positions on the man in black's body, completely covering his body. The nine soul rings originally

It is an extremely terrifying existence, especially his last soul ring, which has a faint red color among the black.

If a master were here, he would definitely see that there is a huge gap between the same ten-thousand-year-old soul rings. For example, the soul ring that comes from a soul beast that has been cultivated for ten thousand years and the soul ring that comes from a soul beast that has been cultivated for ninety-thousand years.

How could it be the same? The black and red color means that the soul ring is at least 90,000 years old.

Seeing the man in black releasing nine soul rings in front of him, Zhao Wuji felt a cold water splashing on his face, and shivered all over his body. As a soul master at the soul saint level, he had no idea about the gap between high-level soul masters.

He understands it all too well. When you reach level 60 or above, let alone one stage difference, even if it is only one level difference, there is a certain gap in strength. On the surface, it seems that the difference between him and the man in black in front of him should be about twenty levels.

, but he knew very well that the gap between himself and the man in black was even greater than the gap in soul power between Tang San and him.

"Title Douluo." He spat out these four words with difficulty, and Zhao Wuji's Fudo Mingwang body trembled a little. If he is a higher-level existence among soul masters, then Title Douluo is the pinnacle existence among soul masters.

The domineering tone in his previous words was gone, and Zhao Wuji hurriedly bent down to salute, "Excuse me, which senior is here. Please stop joking with me. How can I be qualified to compete with you?"

The man in black said calmly: "What's wrong with it? Didn't you do a good job of bullying those children during the day? I found that bullying seems to be a good feeling. Just let me bully you too.

.Of course, you can think that I am bullying."

Without any strong aura coming out, the man in black held the huge artifact and walked towards Zhao Wuji step by step.

The thoughts in Zhao Wuji's mind were spinning. There were only a handful of Titled Douluo on the mainland, and each of them had a name. The Titled Douluo in front of him was obviously a weapon soul, and the one who had cultivated the weapon soul to the level of a titled Douluo was

Very few, who is he?

Suddenly, the man in black stopped ten meters away from Zhao Wuji, "Now that you're here, come out. What's the difference between one and two?"


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