Chapter 227 Acalanatha: Killing Instinct
Zhao Wuji felt as if his body was being burned by a flame, every drop of blood was boiling, and every pain was stimulating his fighting spirit.
His originally peaceful life has been completely broken by this battle, and he has released from the bottom of his heart the self that once ran rampant in the world.
His expression became more ferocious, and his attack methods became more clean and bloody. Wherever he looked, a purple soul ring was attached, followed by bear paws falling from the sky.
For him, a former outlaw, killing was as natural and smooth as breathing and drinking water. He sometimes activates his first soul skill, Immovable King Body, to deflect those inconspicuous attacks.
Sometimes he uses the soul skill Gravity to enhance his posture and form to destroy the opponent's attack. Then use a powerful and heavy pushing palm to kill the opponent.
The huge figure was like a swimming fish, jumping and flashing back and forth among the enemy groups. Death accompanied his movement, spreading everywhere.
Finally, a strong wave of soul power came from the cliff in the south. Zhao Wuji grinned, knowing that the rightful owner of this trip had arrived.
"Soul Emperor. It seems that I overestimated this group of people before. How many soul saints are there in Douluo Continent? How can it be possible that the streets are so bad?"
Zhao Wuji seemed to be laughing at himself a few minutes ago. He braced himself and looked towards the south, the figure emitting soul power fluctuations.
The tall golden hair, the tall figure, and the familiar white tiger martial spirit. Aren't these the characteristics of the Dai family who came from the royal family of the Star Luo Empire?
"After the country was ruined and the family was ruined, he actually degenerated into becoming a thief. It seems that the Dai family is completely doomed." This voice, which was urgently wrapped with soul power, went into the distance, and this sentence instantly made the other side lose. Raise your anger to the highest level.
How could the shrewd old Zhao underestimate the opponent? Even if the opponent was a level lower than himself, he would not dare to underestimate the opponent out of respect for the world-famous animal-type power-attack spirit White Tiger.
During his days on the run, Zhao Wuji had seen too many examples of people being killed by weak opponents.
So when he faces an enemy, no matter what the enemy is, he will go all out and attack the opponent with all his strength like a lion fighting a rabbit.
The deliberate provocation before came from street experience. As long as the opponent's attitude is confused, the balance of victory will slowly tilt towards him.
The young man opposite was really unexcited. The three-piece set of the White Tiger Martial Spirit appeared immediately.
White tiger protective barrier! White Tiger Vajra Transformation! White Tiger Fierce Light Wave! The soul master on the opposite side had blue veins all over his body and was shrouded in golden light. He opened his mouth and hurriedly spit out a ball of light that hit Zhao Wuji at an extremely fast speed.
Wuji secretly used his first soul skill, and with just a wave of his hand, he deflected the seemingly incomparably powerful white tiger's intense light wave away.
"That's it?"
Zhao Wuji walked towards the opponent with a sharp sword. The gradually rising soul power, the leisurely pace, and the gradually emerging martial soul's true form are like waves of ocean waves, exerting tremendous pressure on the opponent.
His martial soul's true form is the powerful Vajra Bear, which exudes a domineering and majestic aura that makes people afraid to look directly at it. It followed behind Zhao Wuji, as if it were his loyal guard.
"It's actually the Soul Saint? Why is the Wuhun Palace so fast?" The young man opposite said this involuntarily.
He saw the powerful Vajra Bear emerging behind Zhao Wuji, which was the true form of the martial soul that could only be possessed by the Soul Saint.
He was shocked. He originally thought that he was facing an ordinary soul master, but he didn't expect that he was actually a master sent by Wuhun Palace.
"Bullshit Spirit Hall!" Hearing this word made him angry. Zhao Wuji started to move in an instant.
He didn't even bother to explain that he had nothing to do with Wuhun Palace, and just wanted to answer the opponent with his fists.
The routine is very simple and direct, another purple soul ring moves forward.
But the other side is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. The blond young man swerved to the right to avoid the oncoming spirit ring.
"It seems we have to go all out. The supervisor is possessed!"
The blond boy roared, and his animal-like body expanded again. The white tiger lines on his body actually began to have a strange charm.
The white tiger, whose name is Supervisor, is one of the mythical beasts. The possession of the soul skill supervisor at this time greatly improves the soul master's physical reaction and the speed of releasing soul skills. Of course there is a time limit.
However, it is still unknown whether this move can overcome the barrier of the soul saint possessing the true body of the martial soul.
The young man took up a White Tiger Meteor, and countless light bullets were released from around him, as if a little spirituality drew a mysterious trajectory in the air.
This made Zhao Wuji dare not use all his strength to release the Immovable Ming King Body, and it also added gravity enhancement.
The attack of the light bomb caused waves of ripples to appear on the golden barrier released by Fudo Myooh. The last light bomb bombarded the shield of Fudo Myooh and shattered it inch by inch.
The expression of astonishment on Zhao Wuji's face was instantly captured by the opposite party.
See the attack worked. The young man exerted force under his feet and waved his huge tiger claws, with a hint of cold light on them, and attacked Zhao Wuji.
But where could this young man see the hint of sarcasm hanging on the corner of Zhao Wuji's lips?
"Gravity squeeze! Destroy gold and break jade!" The fifth and sixth soul skills were released at the same time. The young man was pulled towards Zhao Wuji by the huge gravity.
And Zhao Wuji's right hand, which was hidden behind his back, was already covered in a thick layer of golden light.
The skill of Destroying Gold and Breaking Jade is as direct as its name. Huge power is gathered in the palm of the hand, and all the strength of the body is used to strike this attack in an instant.
It takes a long time to accumulate power, but its power is worthy of the price. This wait will allow Zhao Wuji to unleash an attack intensity that far exceeds the soul saint level.
The young man's stunned look was beaten to pieces by the bear's claws, which were swung with an unstoppable force.
Zhao Wuji lifted his shoes from the pool of blood, wiped the blood stains on the grass nearby and walked towards the cliff where the young man came.
There were only bare rocks and wild weeds on the cliff, and Zhao Wuji found no trace of a food storage area.
He twitched his nose and smelled the air of Shidao carefully. Suddenly, a faint smell attracted his attention.
He walked towards the direction where the smell came from. It turned out that it was the sour smell emitted by the fermentation of a lot of leftover kitchen waste, and it also attracted a lot of flies.
Zhao Wuji looked around and quickly discovered something was wrong. The moss that only existed in the shade actually appeared in the sunny area.
"It's so unprofessional. Whether it's covering up the traces or setting up the disguise, it's all a mess. If I had been at this level back then, I would have been killed 800 times by the bishops of Wuhun Palace."
After laughing at his opponent, amateur Zhao Wuji raised his thick thigh and kicked hard at the weird rock wall. With the huge force under his feet, the stone wall in front of him collapsed.
A cave appeared in front of him. It was filled with bags of food.
"It took no effort at all. The goal of getting food was achieved without spending any money. It seems that I, Lao Zhao, still have some luck."
Zhao Wuji picked up the space soul guide that Flanders handed to him. Produced by Small Samsara Academy, the price is cheap and the quality is excellent. Nearly two cubic meters of grain were loaded easily.
But what Zhao Wuji didn't know was that among the loaded grains, there was a document protected by a leather sheath.
At this time, Old Zhao, who was in high spirits, could not have imagined how much trouble this document would bring to Shrek Academy in the future.