Chapter 29 A cry for help from the depths of Poseidon Lake
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Countless black shurikens cut through the smoke and attacked Zhou Yi at a very fast speed.
"Hidden weapons?" Zhou Yi was shocked.
Although the shape of the sharp weapon in front of her had never been seen before, it was very similar to a throwing weapon that had existed on the continent ten thousand years ago.
Ten thousand years ago, before the Sun and Moon Continent collided with the Douluo Continent, this type of weapon was once very popular among the middle and low-level soul masters of the Douluo Three Kingdoms.
But with the development of the times, "hidden weapons" have long been eliminated from the stage of history, and the Tang Sect that invented them has also long since declined.
As a mentor of the Shrek External Academy, Zhou Yi is still very clear about this history.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao actually wanted to use these long-obsolete weapons to defeat her, she couldn't help but show a trace of contempt on her face.
Then, her hands, which were originally covered with scales, suddenly became more than twice as thick. Not only that, but sharp claws grew on her five fingers, which looked very ferocious.
Partially transformed into a dragon!
Zhou Yi protected the two pairs of claws that were partially transformed into dragons in front of her.
"Clang, clang", the shuriken hit Zhou Yi, bursts of sparks burst out, and a crisp sound of metal clashing.
But they were all blocked by the solid scales on Zhou Yi's body.
A six-ring strong attack system soul master, or a top-level dragon martial soul, the defense is not weak.
After the collision, Zhou Yi put down her hands and looked at Huo Yuhao, who was exposed after the smoke dissipated, with a smug look on his face.
"Is that all you have? I said long ago that you can't break my defense at all. Huo Yuhao, after all, you are just an arrogant boy who doesn't know the height of the world!"
"Really?" Huo Yuhao chuckled.
Suddenly, he turned back deftly, and pulled his left and right hands back violently. Huo Yuhao seemed to be biting something shiny in his mouth, and his head swung back.
The sudden change was that the shuriken that fell to the ground actually rose up again, and the steel wire connecting the shuriken turned into a whirlwind in the air and tied Zhou Yi tightly.
"Sharingan controls the windmill, San no Tachi!"
The most classic enemy trapping tactic of Uchiha Sasuke in the early stage.
Use shuriken and other ninja tools with the powerful insight of Sharingan and its own control to tie the enemy in place.
"Steel wire?" Zhou Yi was stunned when she saw what the shiny thing in Huo Yuhao's mouth was.
"It's just steel wire, so what?" Zhou Yi was still disdainful. She could easily break free from this kind of steel wire!
But the accident happened again. Before she could break free from these steel wires, Huo Yuhao shouted "Explode!"
Not good! The seventh sense of the body kept warning, and a dangerous soul power fluctuation came from those shurikens.
Zhou Yi's pupils were shaking wildly.
These shurikens were soul guides specially customized by Huo Yuhao from Jubao Pavilion before school started. How could they be compared with those garbage hidden weapons!
Each shuriken was engraved with a core array that could control its explosion by the soul guide of Jubao Pavilion.
Although the grade of these shuriken soul guides was not very high, each one was just the simplest level one to level two soul guides, and the power of a single explosion was equivalent to the full force of a great soul master.
But they couldn't withstand their huge number. At this time, there were dozens of shurikens hanging on Zhou Yi. Under the extremely close-range chain explosion, the power can be imagined.
Zhou Yi's seventh sense frantically warned, without any hesitation, the purple third soul ring on her body flashed wildly.
"Third soul skill, the wrath of the flame dragon!"
Zhou Yi's third soul skill belongs to the enhancement type soul skill, which can improve her own offensive and defensive strength by 30% overall.
At the same time when she activated her third soul skill, "Bang! Bang! Bang!", continuous explosions sounded in the fighting arena.
The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing two figures standing on the field.
Everyone sitting in the spectator seats widened their eyes, only to see Huo Yuhao standing there, calm and composed.
On the contrary, Zhou Yi, who was opposite him, had a look of embarrassment on her face, all black and ragged.
Most of her disguise had been destroyed by the strong explosion just now, and under her originally old face, she revealed a pretty face.
But her clothes were really tattered, and there were even several places where her fair skin was exposed, which aroused people's reverie.
"So, the old witch actually looks like this."
"Yes, I didn't expect that she still has some beauty and still has her charm."
There was a whisper from the students in the stands. After hearing it, Zhou Yi hurriedly looked down and found that she had actually leaked several parts of her spring light.
βHuo Yuhao!β Zhou Yi was so ashamed that she looked at Huo Yuhao with anger.
Zhou Yi in the original novel was a bit of a psychopath. She was originally pretty, but she insisted on dressing herself up as an old woman.
Now she was exposed in public again, and Zhou Yi was going crazy.
She blamed Huo Yuhao for everything.
If it werenβt for him, she would never be so embarrassed!
Huo Yuhao was expressionless at Zhou Yiβs incompetent rage. At this time, he didnβt know when a giant shuriken appeared in his hand.
Huo Yuhao felt that as time passed, the Heavenβs Curse Seal eroded his body more and more seriously. His left shoulder blade really seemed to be growing something, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
The most important thing was not this. What made him most irritated was that from the moment he opened the Curse Seal of Heaven, a voice kept ringing in his ears.
"Help me, help me!" The voice was very weak. Huo Yuhao thought it was his hallucination at first, but as time went by, he could hear it more and more clearly.
The direction the sound came from seemed to be the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, deep in Poseidon Lake!
Huo Yuhao was upset by this voice. He just wanted to get rid of this crazy woman in front of him as soon as possible.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next blow was the end.
The "Wind Demon Shuriken" was held in Huo Yuhao's hand. Then, Huo Yuhao jumped up high and threw the Wind Demon Shuriken with all his strength.
The huge shuriken turned into a high-speed rotating windmill. It was so sharp that it could cut through everything, and rushed straight towards Zhou Yi.
"Huh, naive, do you think I will fall into your trap again?" Zhou Yi snorted coldly, not prepared to resist this huge shuriken.
She jumped lightly to the left to avoid this huge soul guide.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened. Just as the shuriken passed by Zhou Yi, it suddenly exploded with a "bang!"
In the white mist, Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared.
"Wind Demon Shuriken, Shadow Windmill!"
Zhou Yi obviously didn't expect that this huge soul guide would suddenly turn into Huo Yuhao, and he didn't react for a while.
"Isn't he over there? Why did he suddenly appear here? Who is that Huo Yuhao over there?"
Zhou Yi glanced at the Huo Yuhao who had just jumped up from the corner of his eyes, but saw that Huo Yuhao also turned into white mist and disappeared at the same time.
"A clone-type soul skill?"
"How is it possible? How could this kid have so many varied soul skills!"
Zhou Yi had a look of disbelief on her face. She had figured everything out, but it was already too late.
There was a sharp pain in his mind that went straight to his soul, causing Zhou Yi's consciousness to go blank for a few tenths of a second.
"The first soul skill, soul impact."
Huo Yuhao's face was stern, he raised his left hand, and a burst of lightning condensed in his palm.
The sound of chirping birds sounded again, but the difference was that this time the sound was more mournful.
The extremely shining electric light in Huo Yuhao's hand was tinged with gray at this moment.
But it feels more and more thrilling.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the Mourning Chidori in Huo Yuhao's hand stabbed the unsuspecting Zhou Yi hard.
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