Chapter 29 A cry for help in the depths of Poseidon Lake
Countless black shurikens cut through the smoke and struck Zhou Yi at extremely fast speeds.
“Hidden weapon?” Zhou Yi was surprised.
Although the shape of the sharp weapon in front of me has never been seen before, it is very similar to a throwing weapon that existed on the continent thousands of years ago.
Ten thousand years ago, before the Sun Moon Continent collided with the Douluo Continent, such weapons were once very popular among the middle and low-level soul masters of the Douluo Three Kingdoms.
But with the development of the times, things like "hidden weapons" have long been eliminated from the stage of history, and even the Tang Sect that invented them has long since declined.
As a mentor of Shrek’s outer academy, Zhou Yi is very clear about these histories.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao actually wanted to defeat herself with these weapons that had long been eliminated, she couldn't help but show a trace of contempt on her face.
Immediately afterwards, her hands that were originally covered with scales suddenly more than doubled in size. Not only that, sharp claws grew out of the five fingers, making them look very ferocious.
Partially transformed into a dragon!
Zhou Yi protected the two pairs of sharp claws that were partially transformed into dragons in front of him.
"Qiang, Qiang", the shuriken hit Zhou Yi, bursts of sparks erupted, and made a crisp sound of gold and iron.
But they were all blocked by the solid scales on Zhou Yi’s body.
The sixth-ring attack-type battle soul master is still a top-notch dragon-type martial soul, and his defense is not weak.
After the collision, Zhou Yi put down his hands and looked at Huo Yuhao who was exposed after the smoke dissipated with a proud look on his face.
"Is this the only way? I have said before that you can't break my defense at all. Huo Yuhao, after all, you are just an arrogant boy who doesn't know the heights of the world!"
"Really? ?" Huo Yuhao chuckled.
Suddenly, he flipped backwards deftly, and jerked his left and right hands backwards. Huo Yuhao seemed to be biting something shiny in his mouth, and his head swung back.
A sudden change occurred, and the shuriken that fell to the ground rose up from the ground again. The steel wire connecting the shuriken turned into a whirlwind in the air and tied Zhou Yi tightly.
"The Sharingan uses the windmill, the three swords!"
Uchiha Sasuke's most classic early enemy trapping tactic.
Use ninja tools such as shurikens, combined with the powerful insight of the Sharingan and your own control, to bind the enemy in place.
“Steel wire?” Only then did Zhou Yi see clearly what the shiny thing in Huo Yuhao’s mouth was, and couldn’t help but be startled.
“It’s just a steel wire, so what?” Zhou Yi was still disdainful. She could easily break free from such a strong steel wire!
But the accident happened again. Before she could break free of the wires, Huo Yuhao shouted "Explosion!"
No! The body's seventh sense kept sounding the alarm, and a dangerous wave of soul power came from those shurikens.
Zhou Yi’s pupils trembled wildly.
These shurikens are soul tools customized by Huo Yuhao from Jubao Pavilion before the start of school. How can they be compared to those junk hidden weapons!
Each shuriken has been imprinted on it by the soul master of Jubao Pavilion with a core magic circle that can control its explosion.
Although the grade of these shuriken soul guides is not very high, each one is between the simplest first- and second-level soul guides, and the power of a single explosion is equivalent to that of a great soul master. A full blow.
But there were so many of them that they couldn't stand it. There were dozens of shurikens hanging on Zhou Yi's body at this time. The power of the series of explosions at very close range can be imagined.
Zhou Yi's seventh sense gave a crazy warning, and without any hesitation, the purple third soul ring on her body flashed wildly.
"The third soul skill, the Wrath of the Flame Dragon!"
Zhou Yi's third soul skill is a gain-type soul skill, which can increase his overall offensive and defensive strength by 30%.
At the same time as she activated her third soul skill, "Bang! Bang! Bang!", continuous explosions sounded in the spirit fighting arena.
The smoke dispersed, revealing two figures standing on the field.
Everyone sitting in the spectator seats widened their eyes and saw Huo Yuhao standing there, the clouds were calm and the wind was clear.
On the contrary, it was Zhou Yi who was opposite him, with a look of embarrassment on his face, black body and ragged clothes.
Most of her disguise had been destroyed by the strong explosion just now. Under her original old face, a pretty and pretty face was revealed.
But the clothes on his body are indeed a bit tattered, and there are even fair skin exposed in several places, which arouses people's imagination. "It turns out that the old witch actually looks like this."
"Yes, I didn't expect that she still has some beauty and charm."
There was a whisper among the students in the stands, and Zhou Yi heard it , quickly looked down and found that he had several sexual attractions leaking out.
“Huo Yuhao!” Zhou Yi was so embarrassed and angry that she looked at Huo Yuhao with eyes filled with anger.
Zhou Yi in the original work was originally a bit of a psychopath. She originally looked pretty good, but she insisted on dressing herself up as an old woman.
Now that he was exposed in public again, Zhou Yi went crazy.
She blamed Huo Yuhao for all this.
If it weren’t for him, I would never be so embarrassed!
Huo Yuhao had no expression on Zhou Yi's incompetent rage. At this moment, he had a giant shuriken in his hand.
Huo Yuhao felt that as time passed, the Heavenly Curse Seal was eroding his body more and more seriously. His left shoulder blade really felt as if something was about to grow, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
The most important thing was not this. What made him most irritated was that from the moment he opened the Curse Seal of Heaven, a voice kept ringing in his ears.
"Help me, save me!" The voice was very weak. Huo Yuhao thought it was his hallucination at first, but as time went by, he could hear it more and more clearly.
The direction the sound came from seems to be the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, deep in Poseidon Lake!
Huo Yuhao was upset by this voice. He just wanted to get rid of this crazy woman in front of him as soon as possible.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the next blow was the end.
The "Wind Demon Shuriken" was held in Huo Yuhao's hand. Immediately, Huo Yuhao jumped up high and threw the Wind Demon Shuriken with all his strength.
The huge shuriken turned into a high-speed rotating windmill, its sharp shape could cut through all things, and rushed straight towards Zhou Yi.
"Huh, naive, do you think I will fall into your trap again?" Zhou Yi snorted coldly, not prepared to resist this huge shuriken.
She jumped lightly to the left to avoid this huge soul guide.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened. Just as the shuriken passed by Zhou Yi, it suddenly exploded with a "bang!"
In the white mist, Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared.
"Wind Demon Shuriken, Shadow Windmill!"
Zhou Yi obviously did not expect that this huge soul guide would suddenly turn into Huo Yuhao, and he did not react for a while.
"Isn't he over there? Why did he suddenly appear here? Who is that Huo Yuhao over there?"
Zhou Yi glanced at the Huo Yuhao who had just jumped up from the corner of his eyes. Huo Yuhao also turned into white mist and disappeared at the same time.
"Clone type of soul skills?"
"How is it possible? How could this kid have so many varied soul skills!"
Zhou Yi was stunned. With a look of belief, she figured everything out, but it was already too late.
There was a sharp pain in his mind that went straight to his soul, causing Zhou Yi's consciousness to go blank for a few tenths of a second.
“The first soul skill, soul impact.”
Huo Yuhao's face was stern, he raised his left hand, and a burst of lightning condensed in his palm.
The sound of chirping birds sounded again, but the difference was that this time the sound was more mournful.
The extremely shining electric light in Huo Yuhao's hand was tinged with gray at this moment.
But it feels more and more thrilling.
Amidst the lightning and flint, the Mourning Chidori in Huo Yuhao's hand stabbed the unsuspecting Zhou Yi hard.
I would like to thank Brother Naiheli for his daily reward. The weekend is here. I wish all book lovers a happy weekend. Please collect it, read it, and compare your thoughts.
(End of this chapter)