"Teacher Zhao, it's not good for you to do this. How can you just make things difficult for Su Xing? You are really too much!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was unwilling to forgive, Ning Rongrong said angrily.

"Oh? You don't like this guy because you care so much about him?" Zhao Wuji thought for a moment and laughed.

"You...you talk nonsense, hum! I don't care, what do you want." Ning Rongrong was slightly stunned, his face flushed with shame, his eyes swaying, and he didn't dare to look at Su Xing's eyes.

I have to say that Zhao Wuji is still a bit powerful when he argues with others. Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong can't speak in a row.

"Teacher Zhao, you are like this..."

Tang San, who was about to speak, was interrupted by Zhao Wuji's wave.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense to me. If you plead for this kid again, don't go to school."

Zhao Wuji's face was filled with a smug smile, and he thought to himself that among the five people who came to the fourth level today, Su Xing and Tang San are male students, while the rest are female students. I, Zhao Wuji, fought with Tang San and lost face, and I can't bully the female students. I can't beat Tang San, so I can't vent my anger on this kid?

"..." Seeing that Zhao Wuji's attitude was so tough, Tang San stopped talking.

"Teacher, can you see if I challenge you with him?" Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing beside him, asked for a moment of silence.

"You? How many moves can you take on me, a twelve-year-old girl?"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji had already made up his mind to use Su Xing to vent his anger today, and it would be useless for anyone to come.

After all, in the battle just now, he was so frustrated. After the fight, Su Xing laughed at him. No one could bear it. If he didn't ask someone to vent his anger, it would probably be difficult to calm down.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was not good at it, everyone looked confused and seemed helpless.

At this moment, Su Xing suddenly spoke:

"Okay, since you have to let me beat you up, you will be satisfied, so I will satisfy you."

As soon as they said this, everyone was stunned on the spot!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji's anger was directly at the point of an outbreak. He waved his hand and said with a gloomy face: "Dai Mubai, you can take them to arrange the room first."

Obviously, Zhao Wuji planned to take action this time, because he was afraid that the scene would be too bloody and would be seen by these students, so he quickly asked Dai Mubai to take the students away.

What do you mean? You asked them all to leave. After I beat you later, who will I show off? Su Xing thought to himself.

So Su Xing coughed a few times and said repeatedly: "Wait, you can't leave!"

"Teacher Zhao, let's finish it. You are a soul saint of more than seventy levels and bullying a soul saint of more than threety levels. I will always add some attributes to him, right?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly turned his head, the blush on his face had faded, and he blurted out.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao, I think we'd better stay here first. If you can't stop and something happens, we can stop it." Dai Mubai said in a low voice.

Seeing that everyone was unwilling to leave, Zhao Wuji thought for a moment, nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay, since you insist on doing this, then stay all of them. I asked you to leave, but I just don't want you to leave a shadow in your heart."

"…………” Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they were already imagining the bloody scene.

A moment later, Su Xing and Zhao Wuji came to the square again, but the square was a little messy at this moment.

"Xu Xing, let me add some attributes to you. The Nine Treasures are famous, one said..." Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Ning Rongrong released his martial soul and hurriedly spoke.

But before Ning Rongrong could use the soul-generating skill, her assistance was interrupted by Su Xing's words. He waved his hand and said, "Thank you, I shouldn't need assistance when I clean up a little soul saint."

"..." Ning Rongrong.

"Be careful!" Zhu Zhuqing's soul power transmitted a voice and reminded softly.

"Yes." Hearing this, Su Xing nodded slightly.

"Boy, you are crazy. Today I will let me loosen your muscles and bones. I will only use 50% of my soul power and do not use the true body of the martial soul. If you can beat me, even if you pass the level today, this is not considered bullying you, right?"

Zhao Wuji stood there with his feet straight, and his soul power slowly condensed. The injuries he suffered in his body just now were already healed under the influence of Oscar's big sausage.

"Hmph, it makes me seem very rare. I'm just like entering your broken academy. Without saying much nonsense, I'll take a shot first!"

Su Xing waved his palm on his wrist guard, and a dark-bodied Barret rifle was taken out of the soul guide by him, and raised his hand and shot Zhao Wuji.

"Bang!"

A sudden explosion came out.

Immediately afterwards, a bullet containing blue soul power was shot out.

I saw an extremely fast air flow mixed in the bullet and exploded and shot towards Zhao Wuji.

Dai Mu, Bai, Ning Rongrong and others could not even see clearly the trajectory of the bullets flying.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this? The speed is so fast. This terrifying speed is almost comparable to the top hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, but I don't know how powerful it is."

At first, Tang San could not see clearly the trajectory of the bullet's flight, so purple light flashed in his eyes, and the purple demon eyes were circulated, and then he could see clearly the trajectory of the bullet's flight.

The bullets fly too fast.

Soon, he had already arrived a few meters in front of Zhao Wuji's chest.

"Is this a hidden weapon?"

Zhao Wuji thought to himself, but his body was as stable as Mount Tai, standing still.

After all, if Tang San had not used the military virtues and secretly used poison, his defense suddenly decreased, his body would not have been broken by hidden weapons. Now this small hidden weapon can still hurt me, the King of Light?

So, after Zhao Wuji was possessed by a martial soul, he stood there without dodging or avoiding, and even did not use his soul power.

Everyone looked at them with breathing intently.

Only Tang San's eyes were a little worried.

Zhao Wuji, this is too sirable!

Just then.

The moment the bullet hit Zhao Wuji's chest, it directly broke his defense. The next second, a hole was directly cracked in the skin of Zhao Wuji's chest, and red blood spurted out.

"It's broken, this little guy seems to be having a lot of fun!"

The moment the bullet shot into his chest, Zhao Wuji, who had decades of combat experience, also noticed the danger. How could he use his body to resist such a terrifying and powerful attack?

"The seventh soul skill, the true body of martial soul!"

Zhao Wuji didn't care about winning or losing at the moment, and hurriedly activated his soul power to release his true body of martial soul. After all, compared with face, life is the most important thing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji's already broad body swelled rapidly, his skin instantly turned brown-red, and thick cuticles suddenly grew.

The seven soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, making Zhao Wuji's majestic body turn into a solid fortress.

"ah!"

Zhao Wuji shouted loudly, activated all his soul power, forcibly shaking the bullet that was only half an inch from his heart and shot out of his body.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of red blood ejected from Zhao Wuji's mouth, dyeing the earth red.
Chapter completed!