Wu Zhangkong took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to curse in his heart.
When he looked at his beloved disciple, what else could he do?
Pamper me!
Wu Zhangkong let out a long sigh, stepped aside to get to the door, and said, "You come in first and sit down, I'll go to the room and change clothes."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded obediently, completely unable to tell that such a young man was a complete fighting maniac.
The teachers' dormitory is much more spacious than the student dormitory, with a one-bedroom-one-living layout. There is a sofa, a coffee table, and several bookshelves in the living room. The bookshelves are filled with various Soul Beast illustrations, Soul Skill analysis, and cultivation experience books.
Zhong Shenxiu sat down on the sofa, with his back straight and his hands on his knees, sitting upright like a model student.
If those eyes weren't still shining, if the fighting spirit in his body wasn't still boiling, just looking at this sitting posture, anyone would think that he was a well-behaved, sensible and good student.
Wu Zhangkong glanced at him, turned around and walked into the bedroom.
The moment the door was closed, Wu Zhangkong leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Calm down.
Calm down.
He is a teacher. If students come to him to fight in the middle of the night, that is because they trust him.
Although this timing is indeed not right, as young people, it is understandable that they are passionate.
Wu Zhangkong comforted himself like this.
But I still can't suppress the urge in my heart to scold my mother.
In all his years of living, this was the first time he encountered such a thing.
In the middle of the night, students knocked on the door and begged for a fight.
Wu Zhangkong opened his eyes, walked to the closet, and started changing clothes.
Take off your pajamas and put on that white outfit. Tie your belt, straighten your cuffs, and simply tie up your hair.
In the mirror, the handsome and cold Wu Zhangkong dressed in white is back again.
But deep in his eyes, there was still a hint of helplessness.
Wu Zhangkong opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room, Zhong Shenxiu still maintained his upright sitting posture, motionless. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and looked at Wu Zhangkong.
"Teacher."
Wu Zhangkong nodded, walked to the other side of the coffee table and sat down.
He looked at Zhong Shenxiu, was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Tell me what's going on."
Zhong Shenxiu did not hide anything, and said directly, "Soul Spirit has evolved in Spirit Ascension Platform, and its power has increased dramatically, and it needs fighting to digest it."
Wu Zhangkong raised an eyebrow.
Spirit Ascension Platform?
Soul Spirit evolves!
Wu Zhangkong A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
After entering Thousand-Year Soul Spirit, the ordinary Soul Spirit has been finalized. Unless it breaks through the ten thousand year level, it is difficult to make any special improvement. But Earth Dragon of Zhong Shenxiu has not only evolved, but also evolved in the same place as Spirit Ascension Platform.
Wu Zhangkong can't help but sigh, this precious apprentice of his is really lucky.
Before reaching the 10,000-year level, Soul Spirit has already undergone two evolutions. The first time it evolved from the ordinary Earth Dragon Lizard to Earth Dragon. This time, I don't know what special changes there are.
But from the current point of view, the potential of this Soul Spirit in the future is probably unlimited.
"Let's go, I'll take you to fight."
Wu Zhangkong stood up and didn't ask any more questions.
Some things don't need to be asked too clearly. Everyone has their own secrets. As a teacher, he only needs to stand up when the students need it.
Zhong Shenxiu followed Wu Zhangkong step by step.
The two left the teachers' dormitory, walked through the night campus, and came to Indoor Training Room at the Eastsea Academy.
This is a training ground specially prepared by the academy for senior students. It covers an extremely large area, the size of half a football field. The surrounding walls and ground are engraved with special Soul Guide Array, which can withstand the impact of Soul King level combat without being damaged.
Wu Zhangkong pushed open the door of the training room, walked in, and stood in the center of the field.
Zhong Shenxiu followed him and stopped about ten meters away.
Wu Zhangkong turned around and looked at Zhong Shenxiu.
Under the light, the young man's figure was tall and straight, his face sharp and angular, and the light was still burning in his light golden vertical pupils.
Wu Zhangkong raised the corners of his lips inexplicably.
The Zhong Shenxiu now is not the Zhong Shenxiu before.
He Wu Zhangkong doesn't have to hold back his strength in battle like the previous Wu Zhangkong!
In the past, every time he accompanied Zhong Shenxiu in actual combat, he had to carefully control his strength for fear of accidentally hurting this precious apprentice. After all, the gap between Soul Elder and Soul Emperor cannot be made up by talent.
But it's different now.
This kid got such a great opportunity in Spirit Ascension Platform, and his strength skyrocketed.
Although Soul Power is still at the three-ring level, its true combat effectiveness cannot be measured simply by Soul Power Level.
And he doesn't have to hold back his hands to fight!!!
Wu Zhangkong thought to himself: Shenxiu, the teacher is very angry now!
Being woken up in the middle of the night would make anyone angry.
Since this kid came to your door on his own initiative, don't blame him for being rude.
Wu Zhangkong raised his hand to hold it, and Heavenly Frost Sword appeared in his hand.
The sword body was crystal clear, glowing with a faint cold light, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly.
"Come on."
Wu Zhangkong said lightly.
Zhong Shenxiu You're not welcome.
Almost at the moment Wu Zhangkong finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and the light around him crazily converged on his palm--
First Soul Skill, Sky Light Dragon Spear!
The blazing white light solidified and compressed in the palm of the hand, turning into a dragon-shaped spear with pale gold lines flowing throughout the body. The gun body buzzed, the light was bright, and it exuded a sharp aura of destroying evil and cutting off evil.
But what surprised Wu Zhangkong was that Zhong Shenxiu did not charge with a gun as usual.
But--
Use your right arm and throw it suddenly!
Sky Light Dragon Spear came out of his hand and turned into a stream of light, shooting towards Wu Zhangkong like lightning!
Quick!
Extremely fast!
It was so fast that the air was torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air!
Wu Zhangkong had a flash of doubt in his eyes.
This kid, when did he change his fighting style?
The previous Zhong Shenxiu and Sky Light Dragon Spear were rarely used for throwing, but more for frontal weapons fighting!
However, doubts remain doubts, and the movement of Wu Zhangkong's hand did not stop.
Heavenly Frost Sword slashed horizontally, and a Ice Wheel streaked across.
First Soul Skill·Frost Whisper Ice Wheel!
The crystal clear Ice Wheel was spinning in the air, carrying a biting cold air, and collided head-on with the stream of light.
Boom--!
There was a violent explosion.
Sky Light Dragon Spear exploded in the air and turned into spots of light all over the sky.
Ice Wheel also shattered at the same time, turning into countless fine ice crystals that filled the air, forming a thick ice mist.
But the next moment, Wu Zhangkong finally understood why Zhong Shenxiu went against the norm and chose throwing instead of melee combat.
A figure rushed out from the ice mist!
Zhong Shenxiu!
He was holding Light-Imperial Ninja Blade, the blade of the sword was shining with golden light, and using the cover of ice mist, he was approaching Wu Zhangkong at an extremely fast speed!
So that's it.
Sky Light Dragon Spear is not the main attack, but a feint attack.
Use explosions and ice fog to create visual obstacles, and then take the opportunity to attack.
Wu Zhangkong A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This kid is so good at fighting.
But--
After all, in the face of absolute strength, this little cleverness is not enough.
Wu Zhangkong's body swayed, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track unfolded.
His figure left afterimages in the ice mist, but his body had drifted back several meters.
Zhong Shenxiu cuts through the air with one sword.
But he didn't pause at all. He turned his sword and pursued laterally.
The golden light on Light-Imperial Ninja Blade shines brightly, and when the sword is slashed out, the sword shines like a rainbow.
Wu Zhangkong Heavenly Frost Sword block.
Clang--!
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded.
Sparks flew.