Douluo Dalu Yuhao travels back to Wannian

"Holy shit, Tang Yu is incredible? Can he actually be tied with Teacher Zhao at level 76?" Dai Mubai looked at Tang Yu who was in a stalemate with Zhao Wuji. At this time, what other expression could there be on his face besides shock?

But the next scene made him fall from shock directly into fear...

Zhao Wuji and Tang Yu connected with each other, and after a brief stalemate...Zhao Wuji's huge body flew backwards...

That's right, it just flew away!

Zhao Wuji, the "Fudo Ming King" who was the seventy-sixth soul saint, was shot away by Tang Yu, who only had the fifty-one soul king cultivation level! ...

Zhao Wuji was also very confused now and said that because of his anger, he slapped Tang San with almost all his strength. If it hit Tang San, Tang San would definitely die. But he couldn't hold it back even if he wanted to. At this moment, a blue figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he also slapped a palm, but Zhao Wuji felt the ultimate chill in Tang Yu's palm...

Putting his palms together, Zhao Wuji felt a slight chill on his arms at first, but soon, the slight chill turned into a biting cold, spreading through his arms towards his whole body. Zhao Wuji subconsciously mobilized his soul power to resist the biting cold.

But because of this, his arm lost soul power. He only felt a strong force coming from him, and then his body flew out involuntarily...

Bang! Zao Wuji's body in flight hit a waist-thick tree, making a muffled sound. After spitting out a mouthful of fishy sweetness, Zhao Wuji's body slowly slid down close to the tree...

"Teacher Zhao!" Dai Mubai shouted and ran directly towards the place where Zhao Wuji fell.

"Ahem, I'm fine. If it weren't for that little guy's palm, Tang San might have been in danger." Zhao Wuji coughed out a mouthful of blood, supported his somewhat embarrassed body with both hands, and said calmly.

Tang Yu didn't use his full strength. His palm mainly uses strength. If he had used "Big Cold Snow" with all his strength, Zao Wuji would have been cold.

"Teacher Zhao...I...I didn't mean it, I was just afraid of Third Brother..." Tang Yu also ran to Zhao Wuji and apologized timidly. There were a few tears in her eyes at the same time, which was in sharp contrast to her previous "domineering and leaky" appearance. Pretending

"It's okay, I have to thank you. If it weren't for your slap, maybe we would have lost an outstanding student..."

Zhao Wuji stood up with Dai Mubai's support, raised his hand and touched Tang Yu's head, and said softly.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay? Did Teacher Zhao hurt you with that palm just now?" Tang San also ran from a distance, grabbed Tang Yu's arm and touched it here and there, for fear that Tang Yu's arm was touching Zhao. Injured by Wuji's collision.

"Third brother, don't worry, I'm fine..." Tang Yu said, waving his right hand that had collided with Zhao Wuji before, to reassure Tang San.

"It's fine if nothing happens." Tang San was relieved when he saw that Tang Yu's arm was fine. He touched Tang Yu's long, smooth ice-blue hair and said with a smile.

"Hey, Tang San, right? I was beaten away by that little guy, and you still care about her?" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene.

"Uh... Well, you are the Soul Saint, you should be fine..." Tang San scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Um...Teacher Zhao, Tang San and the others have passed, right?" Dai Mubai's voice relieved Tang San's embarrassment.

Zhao Wuji looked back and saw that the incense he had lit had long since burned out. They waved their hands helplessly towards Tang San and the others, "Forget it, I guess you've passed."

Dai Mubai looked at the slightly embarrassed Zhao Wuji, wanting to laugh but not daring to. He quickly shouted "Oscar, Oscar, come here quickly, you have business."

Dai Mubai relied on his soul power to activate his voice. As long as he was in this academy, there would probably be no one who could not hear him.

"Where is the business, where is the business?" Oscar's characteristic soft voice came from far and near with some excitement, and soon he appeared in front of everyone.

"Xiao Ao, come here quickly." Dai Mubai called to him.

Oscar hurried over and said, "Boss Dai, was it you who called me?"

Dai Mubai nodded and said, "Hurry up and get some sausages out. They are all injured." As he said this, he pointed in the direction where Ning Rongrong and the others were.

Oscar was overjoyed, "Five copper soul coins for one, don't forget to pay me at the end. I have a big sausage." Under his weird soul curse, a light flashed in his hand, and suddenly a Savory sausage.

The sausage was nothing, but as soon as Tang San thought of Oscar's words, he couldn't help but feel his stomach churning, and hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm not seriously injured, just a little weak. Just rest for a while. You'd better let him put the sausage Give it to others to eat." After saying that, he immediately crossed his legs to do it, doing exercises and regulating his breath.

Just because Tang San doesn't eat it doesn't mean that others don't eat it. For example, there was a golden kitten that ran away without a trace as soon as it entered the academy.

Wang Qiuer is now lying directly on Oscar's cart, eating...

"Oscar, come here, give me a sausage and a sausage."

Zhao Wuji's voice was a little trembling. No wonder he was like this. After all, what Tang Yu photographed was "Big Cold without Snow", one of the Snow Emperor's three specialties. Even if Tang Yu only used a small part of the ultimate ice chill, it was still ultimate ice after all. Tang Yu's palm hit his body directly. If he were an ordinary person, he would have to freeze for half a month even if he didn't die...

Oscar blinked his peach blossom eyes and looked at the embarrassed figure in front of him, "Who are you? How come you came to our Shrek Academy and you still know my name."

"Asshole, do you want to die? I am Zao Wuji!" Zao Wuji was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe and almost spurted blood, pointing at Oscar and roared.

Zhao Wuji was very humiliated today. As a seventy-sixth level soul saint, he was first "flying a kite" by a twenty-something level soul master, and then he was beaten head-on by a little guy. He was shot and flew out... Now he just wanted to quickly take care of his injuries, and then threaten the children in front of him not to spread this matter.

Otherwise, he, the "Fudo Ming King", would be too embarrassed to go out with a few people in the future.

Still want to threaten? Do you want to be beaten by the eight souls together?

"Uh... Oscar really wanted to ask why Zhao Wuji became like this. He knew very well what kind of strength Zhao Wuji was. But he soon saw the look Dai Mubai gave him. As an extremely smart person, Oscar He immediately put back the surprise on his face, as if nothing had happened, he walked up to Zhao Wuji, handed over the sausage he had just made, and at the same time sang a line that made everyone present dumbfounded. Soul curse.