Douluo's lottery master

"Oh? I don't remember, we still have this person in Shrek Academy." Zhao Wou-ki said suspiciously with his arms folded.

He looks familiar

just can't remember who it is

But now he was upset, so he simply made things difficult for them.

"Is your sense of existence so weak? Even your teachers don't know about you." Yan Kun lowered his head, looked at Li Xiyue and said suspiciously.

"No, I feel like I'm usually very popular." Li Xiyue bit her lip and immediately said in denial.

The aboveboard and self-contained internal conversation between the two seemed to have angered Zhao Wuji, he stepped on the ground and shouted: "The four little guys in front, you all passed."

"And you..."

"As long as I survive for a stick of incense under my hands, I won't care about it anymore, otherwise, I will leave the academy immediately." Zhao Wuji said fiercely.

That's what he said, but his actual operation may not be so ruthless.

Yan Kun looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu who had lost their combat power and fell to the ground, and Tang San whose eyes were full of fighting spirit, understood everything in an instant, and said with a smile: "You had a good time just now."

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji sneered, he had already made up his mind, he must teach this ignorant brat a lesson today.

"Now... do you want to play with us?" Yan Kun said with a smile, still holding the sprained Li Xiyue, with no intention of letting go.

"Dai Mubai, light some incense!" Weiwei Zhao Wuji turned his head and shouted directly.

On the side, Dai Mubai who was in a bewildered state obviously didn't react, but Oakes and Ma Hongjun looked at each other and nodded, and very quickly lit a stick of incense.

Zhao Wou-ki's eyes were displeased, but he just glanced at the unusual Dai Mubai, and didn't say much.

Looking at the burning incense stick, Yan Kun smiled happily, patted Li Xiyue, and shouted directly: "Demon armor, possessed!"

The crimson demon armor appeared and directly put on Yan Kun's body, the scarlet demon flames were burning, and what was even more shocking was the rings of soul rings rising from Yan Kun's feet.

Yellow, purple, red!

Even if the third ring is 10 years old!

The sense of terror and oppression exclusive to the 10-year soul ring struck the hearts of everyone present like a nine-day thunderbolt. The crimson demon armor burning with magic flames was already surging, and the combination of the two was even more frightening!

The white-haired girl in his arms disappeared. To be precise, she merged into the demon armor and temporarily became the armor spirit of the demon armor, leaving only a crimson magic blade in Yan Kun's hand.

After being possessed, the magic armor changed, and mysterious and powerful inscriptions were born, which were scattered and imprinted on the magic armor. These inscriptions provided stronger power for the magic armor.

"Magic armor - energy-saving state."

This is the most basic state after the magic armor is possessed. There is no additional increase in any attributes. It only provides the most basic possession attribute increase and the optimization of energy consumption.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and purple, six spirit rings floated beside the young man. The fusion this time was obviously different from the previous ones, probably because Li Xiyue's martial spirit had mutated to a certain extent.

benign

Martial soul fusion technique?

Feeling the powerful aura coming from the young man in front of him, Zhao Wou-ki seriously suspected that this guy was a hidden Title Douluo!At this time, his mentality has changed.

"Vigorous Vajra Bear, possessed!" Zhao Wuji didn't dare to push him, and directly activated his Martial Soul. At the same time, he beckoned to the young man and said, "Let the horse come over when you are ready!"

Yan Kun's expression under the magic armor was well hidden, even if he smiled, no one would notice. He walked towards Zhao Wou-ki step by step, without speeding up, accumulating energy, or showing any signs of attacking, he just walked over step by step.

"dang! dang!...."

As the armor stepped on the ground, the sound of mechanical impact was transmitted to Zao Wou-ki's heart, making him feel yellowish, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

He watched the "Armor Warrior" walking step by step, with six spirit rings on his body, exuding a terrifying aura, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and launched an attack on his own initiative.

He stomped on the ground and rushed over like a small tank, with veins popping out of his rock-hard arm, and punched Yan Kun hard.

"boom!"

Without too much extra movement, Yan Kun just took a step back with his right foot, raised his left hand extremely quickly, and blocked Zhao Wou-ki's all-out punch with his palm.

Yan Kun clenched his palms tightly, and a powerful force erupted from his arms in an instant, directly grabbed Zhao Wuji's fist, and threw him flying!

"So weak..."

Yan Kun said softly, the voice coming from inside the armor was not loud, but it was clearly terrifying in front of the dead silent crowd, the six soul rings were shining silently, and the crimson soul ring seemed particularly bright in everyone's eyes.

Zao Wou-ki got up quickly from the ground, watching Yan Kun's eyes gradually change, at this moment he did not dare to act rashly, but looked vigilantly at the young man in the crimson armor.

"Don't waste the time for a stick of incense, okay?" Yan Kun said, finally unable to bear that special feeling in his heart.

That's... the legendary...

open the magic armor

IQ -100

Originally, he thought he had overcome this feeling, because the power provided by Sun Wukong's martial soul was stronger than that of the magic armor, so he didn't care about it, because he already had a stronger and more stable state, so he was resistant.

But after possessing the spirit...

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you? The third soul skill, gravity enhancement!" Zhao Wuji said, the third soul skill on his body flashed instantly, and a unique sense of gravity oppressed Yan Kun.

Then...

Yan Kun flicked the magic blade casually, inserted it on the ground casually, directly ignoring the strengthening of gravity and killed towards Zhao Wuji, and the speed was extremely fast, just like a high-speed train!

Looking at Yan Kun, who was unaffected and terribly fast, Zhao Wuji's face turned green. Without any hesitation, he directly put his hands in front of him, and at the same time quickly shouted: "The first soul skill: Fudo King Body!"

Zao Wou-ki was nicknamed Fudo Ming Wang precisely because of his first soul skill, although it was only the first soul skill, it was extremely practical, not only did not consume high defense power, it was also good.

As the first soul skill, it is already very good.

However, the moment Yan Kun punched him, King Fudo Ming's body was broken, and Zhao Wuji was sent flying in an instant.

Although his appearance was miserable, Fudo Mingwang's body still blocked a large part of the damage, and he was not seriously injured.

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, thinking that gravity enhancement is so useless, he should not use it on him in the future, and at the same time shouted: "Fifth soul skill, gravity squeeze!"

A stronger gravity descended on Yan Kun's body, but he was wearing a magic armor and guarded by the indestructible body of King Kong, once again directly ignoring Zhao Wuji's soul skills.

Another punch

Zhao Wuji's face was ashen, but he still refused to admit defeat and shouted: "The second soul skill: Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

"boom!"

When the fists and palms intersected, Zao Wou-ki only felt severe pain in his palm, and his bones were almost broken!

That's right, the Vigorous Vajra Palm did increase its power, but he himself didn't increase it, his physical strength was still the same, and it's normal to get injured when encountering a stronger force.

Why is this kid so strong?

Zhao Wou-ki sighed, and glanced at the stick of incense that he asked for before, only one-third of the progress had been burned!

How come your martial soul fusion skills are so long-lasting?I'm convinced!So far, there is no unsustainable trend!

The mask of pain is gradually put on...