Douluo: My Divine Light Stick Martial Soul

"Ouch~!" Zhao Wuji covered his crotch. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was twisted, and his expression showed the indescribable pain.

"You were careless." Zhao Wuji stood up slowly as he adjusted to the pain, "Little thief, you're done!"

Even though he said this, he still had a trace of reason in him.

Zhao Wuji decided that he would teach the boy with oval eyes in front of him a very profound lesson.

"Good guy!" Diga quickly backed away. He felt very bad. Zhao Wuji would no longer practice martial ethics!

Sure enough, as Chen Guang expected, Zhao Wuji took the initiative to attack. At this time, he was no longer passively defensive!

"This...Chen Guang is too cruel!"

Dai Mubai looked at the angry Zhao Wuji, and he felt a newfound admiration for Chen Guang. His admiration for Chen Guang was like a torrential river, endless.

The same goes for others. They had no idea that Chen Guang would be so ruthless and use such a fatal trick.

Tang San suddenly felt that his hidden weapon didn't seem so good anymore.

The muscles in Zhao Wuji's legs trembled. He suddenly exerted force and stepped on the ground to create a shallow pit. The power was huge and the speed was astonishing.

"That's it?" Chen Guang waved his fist, "This level is far from enough!"

After his analysis, Chen Guang believed that the power used by Zhao Wuji looked fierce, but in fact it was not as powerful as imagined.

"It seems that he still retains some sense!"

Chen Guang thought to himself, and then there was a run-up, using his legs to push hard on the ground. The super inertia gave him unparalleled power.

"Eat my punch!"

The two shouted at the same time, and their fists, one big and one small, collided.

"boom!"

Sand and dust were flying everywhere, the ground was slightly cracked by the earthquake, and even the big trees on the edge of the battlefield were slightly tilted, looking like they were about to fall.

"Come again!"

I don't know why, but Chen Guang is getting more and more excited now.

Do I have the potential to become a fighting maniac?

"Hahahaha, very good!" Zhao Wuji beat his chest, "I didn't expect your physique to be so strong!"

Although Zhao Wuji did not use all his strength, the punch he just punched was not something that a Soul Lord could contend with.

He decided to exert his strength and use Chuhun Sect level power.

Zhao Wuji wanted to test Chen Guang's true strength and see how evil he really was.

"I'm afraid Fred will die of joy when he hears this news!" Zhao Wuji whispered, while he continued to punch, adjust his strength, and use the strength of the soul-destroying sect.

Seeing this, Chen Guang struck out again, kicked off the ground with both feet, used his strength to accelerate the attack, and used his strong inertia to rush towards Zhao Wuji.

"boom!"

Just like before, after the two fistfights, everything was fine. They just suffered in the pitiful small earthen square of Shrek Academy.

It was already very broken and now it is even more broken.

Dust was flying, mud was flying, and the two people stepped on the ground to make deep or shallow pits.

When Tang San and others saw this, they all stayed in place as if they had seen a ghost.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped at the same time.

Chen Guang... so terrifying!

Zhao Wuji looked at Chen Guang, who seemed to have no pressure at all, and smiled.

"Not bad!"

He shouted, and then used Soul King level power.

Chen Guangming answered, but he felt a little bit of difficulty...

Half-crouching on the ground, panting heavily, Chen Guang suddenly thought of a question.

Tiga... seems to be the Dharma King, right?