Chapter 25, Fighting against Zhao Wuji

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Zhao Wuji suddenly let out a muffled groan, and his huge body rose from the ground and flew towards the wall behind.

"Boom!" With an earth-shaking loud noise, Zhao Wuji's huge body directly crashed into the entire wall, and he was buried under the rubble without any reaction.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was actually beaten away in the strength confrontation, everyone showed surprised expressions, especially Dai Mubai who knew Zhao Wuji's strength well!

Unlike beating himself up, Zhao Wuji is known as the Fudo Ming King, and what he is best at is defense. It is simply a fantasy for Qi Ling to be able to beat him away!

"Win, have you won?" Ning Rongrong looked at the ruins and said with some anticipation.

"No, not yet." Tang San, who had the Purple Demon Eyes, could see more clearly than anyone else, so he naturally understood what was going on inside.

"Teacher Zhao takes the initiative to release his strength and bear the power of Big Brother's punch! Although he will suffer greater damage, he can neutralize most of Big Brother's power!"

"Although it seems that Teacher Zhao has suffered a loss, his Fudo Myoyo body has been avoided, and Teacher Zhao can still fight again! But Brother's Tyrannical Fist is not a move that can be used in a short period of time!"

The situation was just as Tang San said, Qi Ling realized that he still underestimated Zhao Wuji, but he didn't expect that he actually saw the depth of his move and took the initiative to give in!

The key to my own Tyrannical Fist is to go all out in one go. If I use a second punch, the power will be only half, and it will no longer be able to produce such an effect.

Sure enough, in terms of actual combat experience, these veterans were much better than me. Even before I entered school, I had already been taught a lesson.

The ruins where Zao Wuki was buried were suddenly flipped up in the air, and then Zhao Wuki touched the corners of his mouth and walked out with a smile.

"Good boy, you are the first in so many years to beat me until I vomit blood!" Zhao Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Have fun, come again!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhao, please give me some advice!" Qi Ling showed no intention of backing down and rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

As a synonym for strength and defense, the mighty Vajra Bear Spirit seems less than satisfactory in terms of speed.

This is also the first reaction of most people when fighting against him, using speed to deal with him. Qi Ling is no exception, constantly looking for opportunities around Zhao Wuji.

But Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill: positioning tracking, perfectly solved this problem. No matter how Qi Ling dodges, he will be caught up by Zhao Wuji and eventually face his attack.

"Boy, I took a punch from you, now you also take a bite from me!" Zhao Wuji said, the second soul ring on his body lit up, and at the same time, the palm of his hand seemed to grow in size, wrapped in thick soul power.

"The second soul skill: Powerful Vajra Palm!"

Under Zhao Wuji's positioning and tracking, Qi Ling could not avoid this move at all. If he did not find a way to resolve it, he would definitely lose.

In desperation, Qi Ling could only throw out one punch and used the Tyrannical Fist to meet Zhao Wuji's powerful Vajra Palm.

"Boom!" This time, it was Qi Ling who was knocked away. Although he was not as powerful as Zhao Wuji, he still crashed into a table before stopping.

The Tyrannical Fist, whose power was halved, was no longer able to withstand Zhao Wuji's powerful Vajra Palm! Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were lifted.

Qi Ling stood up from the ground without any intention of shrinking. Instead, he walked up to Zhao Wuji.

But after arriving in front of Zhao Wuji, Qi Ling made a move that surprised everyone - he lifted the possession of his martial spirit!

Seeing this scene, everyone became depressed. They naturally thought that Qi Ling was planning to admit defeat to Zhao Wuji after he released his martial spirit possession.

"It seems that this is his limit." Everyone, including Tang San, thought so.

After all, it was amazing enough that Qi Ling could achieve the current results. As a soul master, Dai Mubai asked himself that if he was the one standing on the field, he would never be able to survive now.

"Haha, there is more than half of this fragrance left. Boy, are you going to give up?" Zhao Wuji said proudly, but he also felt a little guilty. If he hadn't been cunning, he might not have lost.

"Boy, don't be discouraged. You are proud enough to be able to fight with me until now! After all, I am the Immovable King Zhao Wuji. Go and find out..."

"Teacher Zhao, don't get me wrong, I have no intention of admitting defeat." At this moment, Qi Ling suddenly said with a smile.

"I just want to change to a more convenient way."

No one understood what Qi Ling meant, but in the next second, their eyes widened in shock.

I saw the Divine Dragon Emperor martial spirit in Qi Ling's right hand gradually disappearing and disappearing. Then, bursts of blood-red light suddenly appeared in his left hand, and another martial spirit mark appeared on it.

"This, this, why does Qi Ling still have a martial spirit?" Dai Mubai said in shock, "Moreover, this martial spirit is so unknown, so evil, and completely different from his previous martial spirit! "

"Tang San, do you know what's going on?"

Everyone looked at Tang San and saw him saying thoughtfully: "The eldest brother was born with twin martial spirits, and what he is using now is his second martial spirit."

"But unfortunately, I have never seen my eldest brother fight with the second martial spirit, because until now, there has not been an opponent worthy of his use!"

Everyone was even more surprised after hearing this. What was so special about Qi Ling's second martial soul? In his current state, was he enough to defeat Zhao Wuji?

After the Blood Demon Emperor's soul seal on Qi Ling's left hand lit up, it quickly turned into a demon's phantom, which seemed to roar fiercely at the sky and entered Qi Ling's body.

And along with it, two purple thousand-year soul rings lit up!

The two soul rings of the Blood Demon Emperor came from a thousand-year-old blood bat demon and a six-thousand-year-old shadow spirit leopard. The quality of the soul rings was higher than that of the Dragon Emperor.

After the Blood Demon Emperor possessed him, Qi Ling's temperament also changed dramatically. A sense of elegance and mystery arose spontaneously, like a noble boy in an ancient castle.

His hair and eyes turned into the color of red wine at this time, his facial lines became softer, and his smile became very seductive, making every girl on the scene feel excited.

"Okay, Teacher Zhao, let's get started!" Qi Ling said.

Zhao Wuji looked at Qi Ling in front of him. With a new martial soul, he gave people a completely different feeling, but the soul power he consumed when fighting with him just now would not change!

"Hmph! Boy, even if you play so many tricks, what's the use? With your remaining soul power, what can you do?" Zhao Wuji said.

"What can be done, Teacher Zhao, you will know it soon!" Qi Ling said, and his figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost, and then rushed towards Zhao Wuji at a very fast speed.