Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Snake Grandmother nodded. This is not a bad idea.
But Meng Yiran is not happy anymore,
From what Zhao Ming means, isn't that just treating her like a soft persimmon?
She was robbed of Soul Ring and was looked down upon by others. She immediately became angry, her chest kept rising and falling with anger, and her eyes kept looking at Zhao Ming.
She has decided now. If she is asked to find an opponent later, she must choose Zhao Ming. She must show him how powerful she is. She was only sixteen years old and had already reached level 30. Who in the academy dares to look down on her?
"I agree." Zhao Wuji said first. Among the fighting type Soul Master present, except for Zhu Zhuqing, it is impossible for anyone else Meng Yiran to win. So he agreed without thinking so much. As for Zhuqing, her cultivation level is now close to level 29, and she is not far behind even if she loses against Meng Yiran.
Of course this is Zhao Wuji but he doesn't know that Zhu Zhuqing has Spirit Bone in him, otherwise he wouldn't think so.
Oscar on the side listened to Zhao Ming's suggestion and said nothing. He knew this should be the best solution.
If it continues to be consumed, the Soul Ring condensed by Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent will dissipate.
"Okay, let's do it. Still, who do you want to fight?" Snake Grandmother asked Meng Yiran.
"I choose him." Raising his jade finger, Meng Yiran pointed in the direction of Zhao Ming.
Seeing that Meng Yiran chose Zhao Ming, both Zhao Wuji and Oscar breathed a sigh of relief and beamed with joy. Snake Grandmother frowned. She could feel the strength of the other young students brought by Zhao Wuji here.
But Zhao Ming was the only one she couldn't see through.
But now that her granddaughter has chosen him as her opponent, she can't say anything.
As a member of Peerless Dragon Snake, she is still very proud of having made a name for herself in Spirit World. She never interferes in the affairs of the juniors.
With a playful smile, Zhao Ming walked out. Standing opposite Meng Yiran.
"I didn't expect you would choose me as your opponent. Don't cry if you lose later." Zhao Ming smiled.
"Hmph, how dare you speak such arrogant words."
Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Meng Yiran suddenly became angry. He started Soul Power and said coldly, "Meng Yiran, Martial Soul Serpent Cane. Level 30 second ring Battle Soul Master."
"Zhao Ming, Martial Soul Puppet." Zhao Ming smiled but did not report his Soul Power. Otherwise, it would be bad if Meng Yiran was frightened and she changed her mind and stopped fighting him.
The two made a brief introduction, and Meng Yiran directly launched the attack.
In a flash, Meng Yiran had quickly arrived in front of Zhao Ming. The two-meter-long Serpent Cane cover hit Zhao Ming's head. This speed is slightly slower than Zhu Zhuqing, and is really not worth mentioning for Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming did not dodge or release Martial Soul, but stood there calmly, not worried about his situation at all.
Such a calm look made Meng Yiran stunned.
But she thought Zhao Ming was frightened by herself. Feeling a little complacent, I also slowed down to give Zhao Ming some time to react.
After all, the opponent Zhao Ming hasn't even released Martial Soul. If she hits Serpent Cane, his head will still be broken?
Although she was very angry at Zhao Ming's slight, she was not guilty enough to die.
However, soon, Meng Yiran saw that Zhao Ming still had no movement.
I was immediately disappointed.
"I didn't expect you to be so weak. Then I'll be gentle." He muttered, and the Serpent Cane that was hitting Zhao Ming in his hand also slowed down a lot.
"Didn't your teacher teach you that a lion should fight a rabbit with all his strength? It's not a good thing to be soft during a fight." At this time, under Meng Yiran's horrified gaze, Zhao Ming moved.
He raised his right hand quickly, the speed was extremely fast. At least for Meng Yiran, it is extremely fast.
As fast as lightning, Zhao Ming grabbed Meng Yiran's white and tender wrist.
"Are you so strong?"
Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes widened with shock.
She could feel the strength of Zhao Ming's palm, which was surprisingly strong. She wanted to break free but found it difficult to break free.
You know, he didn't even release Martial Soul.
For Soul Master, it is impossible to show his true strength without releasing Martial Soul. In other words, he is now using at most 30% of his strength. But this 30% strength was able to subdue her.
So how strong is Zhao Ming?
But soon, the shock turned into anger. She could feel Zhao Ming's hand holding her rubbing her wrist. Suddenly I felt ashamed and angry.
But Zhao Ming held his hand tightly and couldn't pull it out, so he was anxious and had to use his feet to kick Zhao Ming away.
Without hesitation, he raised his showy leg and kicked Zhao Ming hard.
That position was actually extremely tricky.
"I said Miss Meng, we are just discussing, there is no need to let others cut off their children and grandchildren." Zhao Ming said with a smile.
Listening to Zhao Ming's words, Meng Yiran's face turned red.
"Hmph, I'll just kick you to death. I don't think you're a good person." He was a little shy at first, but when he saw Zhao Ming's evil smile, he said angrily.
Anyway, he is so powerful, I guess he can't even kick him badly?
"Then you have to be able to kick me." Zhao Ming couldn't help curling his lips.
Seeing Meng Yiran's kick about to kick up. Zhao Ming took action slowly. The free hand quickly grabbed Meng Yiran's ankle.
"You." Seeing Zhao Ming trying to grab her ankle again, Meng Yiran's expression changed, and he couldn't help but gather all his Soul Power on his feet, and kicked Zhao Ming quickly.
Close, close. Meng Yiran's heart was beating wildly at this moment. After all, this was the first time she looked at a man's lower body like this. Even though she was wearing pants, she still couldn't help but feel flustered.
But you have to do this if you want to win Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming is really too powerful. It was already so powerful before Martial Soul was released, but how powerful would it be if Martial Soul was released? But that spot is one of the weakest spots on any man's body. Not to mention him, even a Soul Saint level expert would definitely lose his fighting power instantly if he was kicked by her so suddenly.
Zhao Ming could see what Meng Yiran was thinking. The reason why he took action so slowly was to give Meng Yiran some hope. Wouldn't it be better to give her hope first and then make her despair? Catching her just as she was about to kick him, God knows how desperate she would be.
The moment before Meng Yiran's toes hit Zhao Ming's pants. Zhao Ming quickly grabbed her ankle.
Meng Yiran was stunned.
It's obviously about to be kicked up.
But the next moment it turned into shame and anger. Because her wrists and ankles were grabbed by Zhao Ming, and her body was put into a strange posture. Suddenly he was so embarrassed and angry that he yelled, "Let me go quickly."
"Then you admit defeat and I'll let you go." Zhao Ming smiled and looked at Meng Yiran's beautiful body.
"You're dreaming." Meng Yiran gritted his teeth and said seriously.
Meng Yiran refused to admit defeat, but Snake Grandmother spoke. "Okay, Yiran, you are no match for him, let's admit defeat."