Douluo Dalu: Opening Sign to the Flame Princess

"Okay, okay. When we're gone, you young people will go with you again." Li Yusong couldn't help it. He couldn't wait to know what happened to Zhao Ming.

Just when Zhao Ming was getting dressed and taking a shower, they learned something from Zao Wou-Ki.

What is the second awakening of the martial spirit, and what is the black flame wings or something, after all, it was recounted by Zhao Wuji, and he didn't really understand it.

"The teachers also know that my martial spirit is extraordinary." Zhao Ming calmed down and said solemnly.

"Yeah." The three teachers nodded again and again. Zhao Ming's martial spirit, whether it was the first martial spirit or the second martial spirit, was extremely powerful and strange.

"Actually, I come from a hidden family, also known as the undead family, the Zhao family. Our Zhao family's inherited martial spirit is the undead bird. For thousands of years, our Zhao family has been digging up the secrets of martial arts, and finally Understood, the blood on the phoenix can promote the awakening of our martial spirit again. Yesterday, I took the blood of the phoenix brought from the family to promote the second awakening of the martial arts." Zhao Ming said lightly. The voice was indeed unmistakable.

"Huh." Listening to Zhao Ming's explanation, they just felt a little unbelievable, after all, this had already subverted their cognition. Since human beings discovered the method of cultivating soul power, they have been participating in the awakening of the martial arts at the age of six, and now from Zhao Ming's mouth, how can they not be surprised that they can awaken again.

Although Zhao Ming is talking nonsense, the main body sect of Dou Erzhong does have a method for the second awakening of the main body martial arts, so Zhao Ming is not exaggerating. Moreover, what if all the martial spirits can be awakened for the second time? There are still dreams.

But to be honest, the person who researched the method for the second awakening of the main body spirit is really a genius. After all, it broke the routine of Wuhun awakening and raised the development of Wuhun to a new level. This is genius, much more reliable than that master. In Zhao Ming's view, such talents are worthy of being called masters.

"Do you still have the kind of blood you used?" Shao Xinshao asked curiously.

"There are, but there are not many. And this thing is useless to you." Zhao Ming said quickly. Zhao Ming did leave some undead blood, maybe a drop or two.

The reason why I keep a little bit is for emergency use later.

After all, Gu Yuena's ferocious beasts now regard him as an ancient undead bird, so he must bring something to prove his identity. There is undead blood on his body, and if he is caught by them, it will be a little convincing. However, after Zhao Ming awakened the undead wings and became a humanoid soul beast, he didn't need this stuff.

after all,

He has wings behind him, and you can't say he's human, can you.

Bah, why does this sound weird. However, he did surpass ordinary human beings in terms of life level. If he was really caught by Gu Yuena and the others, he would be able to frighten them for a while with just one mouth.

Thinking about it, Zhao Ming handed the rest of the undead blood to Shao Xinshao.

Shao Xinshao took the jade bottle from Zhao Ming's hand, and his face suddenly became solemn.

Just a drop of blood actually brought him a hint of danger and oppression. Not only Shao Xinshao, everyone else felt this way.

"What a terrifying soul beast, just a drop of blood has brought me such a great pressure." Li Yusong said with a sullen face. His martial soul dragon pattern stick also has a bit of a dragon-like aura, but even in the face of this blood drop, it was suppressed.

After sighing for a while, Shao Xinshao returned the blood of immortality to Zhao Ming.

Looking at Zhao Ming, it is no longer the same as he used to look at the younger generation, it is the same respect.

"How much has your strength increased now? Do you know?" Zao Wuji frowned and asked. He was still a little curious about these things.

"I'm also a little curious now. How about Mr. Li Yusong accompany me to practice." Zhao Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Good boy, you don't want Zao Wou-Ki to fight with you, look for me, you're treating me like a soft persimmon." Li Yusong laughed angrily and scolded, "But, since you want to fight me, I won't. Keep it up."

"That's natural." Zhao Ming smiled.

Zhao Ming naturally had his own ideas when he asked Li Yusong to discuss. Li Yusong was a Level 63 Soul Emperor, and even if he tried to attack him with all his strength, he would still not be injured. The two of them can completely let go of their hands and feet to fight. But if Zao Wou-Ki were to do it, his strength would be too strong, and he would have many concerns about taking action, and Zhao Ming would not be able to achieve the purpose of testing his strength.

The two came to the playground of the academy and stood opposite each other.

"Mr. Zhao, you can do your best, don't worry, even if I can't beat it, I still have no problem running." Zhao Ming smiled, the black flame wings behind him fluttered, and the wings vibrated, Zhao Ming slowed down. Slowly suspended in the air, three feet above the ground.

As soon as the wings were spread, Zhao Ming's clothes were discarded again, revealing his tall and sturdy upper body.

These wings are really waste clothes. Zhao Ming couldn't help but sigh.

When I was thinking about what to go to Soto City, I asked Brigitte to make some clothes for him. Otherwise, it will always be a waste of clothes, and the image will not be good.

Zhao Ming lamented in his heart, but his look really surprised everyone.

Zao Wou-Ki and the others thought silently in their hearts, how much boost this pair of wings would bring to Zhao Ming during the battle.

Ning Rongrong and the others looked at Zhao Ming with star-like eyes. To tell the truth, Zhao Ming's tendon flesh and the pair of burning black wings behind him look like a demon coming out of the flames, and the lethality to girls is absolutely great.

"I'll go, Zhao Ming, you are hanging up." Li Yusong couldn't help sighing when he saw the black flame wings that seemed to grow out of Zhao Ming.

Just relying on Zhao Ming's pair of wings, he knows that under the Soul Saint, I am afraid that no one can do anything to him.

Under the Soul Saint, even if Zhao Ming can't beat him, he still has no problem running. Of course, if the Soul Saint is above, it is not necessarily. After all, the difference in soul power is too great.

"Hey, Mr. Li, do your best." Zhao Ming smiled.

"Well." Li Yusong nodded, his face solemn. Looking at Zhao Ming's appearance like a flame demon, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Shouldn't he really be able to beat me?

As soon as this idea came up, Li Yusong was taken aback. He just said that Zhao Ming picked soft persimmons, and it was just a joke.

After all, he is also a master at the Soul Emperor level.

If he was defeated by a new student from Zhao Ming, he would be really disgraced. And it will definitely be used as a laughing stock by those guys in the future. You must know that when Zao Wou-Ki came back with an injury in the freshman entrance test, he laughed a lot at him.

Li Yusong frowned and looked in the direction of Zao Wou-Ki.

Zhao Wuji was looking at him with a smile.