I've already become a Titled Douluo and now the System shows up?

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On the square.

After Zhao Wuji heard Qin Xiao's words, he became unsettled.

How could this kid be so arrogant?

Zhao Wuji decided to put some pressure on these rookie Soul Masters.

"Mubai, tell them about my strength."

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and smiled coldly.

"Teacher Zhao, do you really want to say it?" Dai Mubai felt it was unnecessary.

If Zhao Wuji would listen, he wouldn't mind talking about Qin Xiao's strength.

Even Ning Rongrong's lips slightly curled up, obviously holding back a laugh. She couldn't help but mutter that this simple-minded teacher was really amusing.

Not just Ning Rongrong, everyone else had strange expressions too.

They felt this was like a ferocious dog showing off its strength to a lion.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Seeing that Dai Mubai hadn't done anything for a while, Zhao Wuji urged him again.

"Ah, okay!"

Dai Mubai, despite feeling helpless inside, could only nod in agreement, "Teacher Zhao is a seventy-sixth level Soul Sage. His Martial Soul is the Great Strength King Kong Bear, a battle Soul Sage. He is the vice-principal of the academy, with comprehensive strength only second to the principal."

"Oh, so he's a Soul Sage."

Ning Rongrong made a voice of feigned surprise.

Even the always cold Zhu Zhuqing showed a flicker of something different in her eyes.

If this had been before, she would have been shocked.

But she had seen powerhouses at the Titled Douluo Level like the Thunder Emperor, so a Soul Sage was just so-so to her.

In contrast, Zhao Wuji was stunned. "Oh" is what kind of attitude? Is this how a group of teenagers are supposed to act?

"Forget it, Mubai, you don't need to explain to them."

"I see they won't shed tears until they see their coffin."

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and shook his neck. His bones began to crack and pop.

"Teacher Zhao, then be a little careful..."

At this moment, Oscar, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

Similarly, before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Wuji interrupted him,

"Why are you the same as Dai Mubai? Is there someone among these people whom you like?"

"Don't worry, I will be careful not to hurt them."

Zhao Wuji frowned as he spoke.

Sigh.

Let him be.

Oscar didn't know what else to say.

And at this time, Zhao Wuji had already taken out an incense stick, snapped it with a large hand, and it was ignited, casually tossed it, and planted it in the ground.

"Since they praise you so highly, then I will defeat you first."

His gaze firmly fixed on Qin Xiao, saying this, he bent his body and applied force.

At the same time, his body suddenly swelled up.

His already terrifying muscles nearly doubled in size, and even his height shot up by a meter in an instant, turning him into an extremely burly figure.

Seven dazzling Soul Rings rose up around him, two yellow, two purple, and three black, now attached to him.

With a thunderous boom, dust billowed. Zhao Wuji charged towards Qin Xiao like a cannonball, and the ground he stepped on cracked finely, showing the immense strength contained within his body.

"Did this kid get scared silly?"

Zhao Wuji was approaching Qin Xiao at great speed, but the latter still stood motionless in his original spot.

In fact, Qin Xiao wasn't not moving, he simply didn't need to.

After decades of Thunder Tribulation Body Refinement, his physique had reached an astonishing level.

Moreover, with the Thunder Emperor Spirit granting him control over lightning, his speed had long since reached its pinnacle.

Zhao Wuji, this brute, seemed fierce, but neither his strength nor his speed caught Qin Xiao's eye.

"No different from crawling turtles..."

This was Qin Xiao's assessment of Zhao Wuji.

Boom!

Like the sound of thunder.

In a flash of lightning and spark of fire, Qin Xiao finally fought back.

His fist, charged with sparks and electric light, struck Zhao Wuji's face before the latter could enact his move.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhao Wuji flew backwards at a speed faster than he had come.

How is this possible?

How could he possess such speed and strength?

As the person involved, Zhao Wuji was completely dumbfounded.

Boom!

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Zhao Wuji was sent flying back, traversing a distance of a hundred meters before crashing heavily into the surrounding wall.

Right after that, the wall, unable to bear the load, collapsed, kicking up billowing clouds of thick smoke.

By contrast, Qin Xiao stood in the middle of the field, looking as nonchalant as if he had just swatted a fly.

"Hiss..."

"So powerful!"

"Is this the might of a Titled Douluo?"

Aside from Ning Rongrong, everyone present was seeing a Titled Douluo make a move for the first time and were greatly shocked.

Especially Dai Mubai and Oscar, who had been tormented by Zhao Wuji, they couldn't even imagine their teacher, who seemed like a fiend from hell, being sent flying with a single punch.

This was truly too shocking!

As for Xiaowu, she grew even more frightened...

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, a series of violent coughs came from afar.

Then Zhao Wuji emerged from amidst the dust and smoke.

Looking at Qin Xiao in the distance, his face showed an expression of surprise, "Kid, you're not bad. I wonder what special means you have to gain such an advantage when I was caught off guard."

Talking, his gaze continually swept over everyone present, trying to find some clue.

Who exactly was secretly aiding Qin Xiao.

"Stop looking, it was just me who made the move."

Qin Xiao, perceiving the depth in Zhao Wuji's eyes, said indifferently.

"Just you alone? Kid, I don't believe no one was helping you."

Zhao Wuji shook his head disdainfully.

What a joke, the person in front of him was at most seventeen or eighteen years old, how strong could he be even if he started cultivating from the womb?

A Soul Ancestor should be enough, right?

As for a Soul King...

That was impossible.

An eighteen-year-old Soul King, even Hao Tian Douluo, once the number one genius of Soul Land, hadn't achieved this.

But, in the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, displaying an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Surrounded by lightning, nine soul rings emerged from beneath Qin Xiao's feet.

"No, that's impossible, this must be an illusion!"

Zhao Wuji slapped himself, trying to snap out of it.

Slap!

A painful sting spread throughout his body, and Zhao Wuji felt his molars loosen from the slap.

However,

The figure in the distance still had nine soul rings pulsating around him...

"Titled... Douluo?"

Zhao Wuji's voice came out with disbelief.

In his heart, he was starting to accept this fact.

"Now, do you still think there is a problem?"

A smile appeared on Qin Xiao's face. He waved his hand gently, and thunder exploded in the sky.

A powerful Soul Force Pressure instantly burst forth, landing on Zhao Wuji.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji felt as if he was carrying a weight of a thousand pounds on his back.

"I, I believe it."

Drip, drip, large beads of sweat continuously rolled down from Zhao Wuji's forehead as he hurriedly said, "Zhao Wuji never intended to offend Your Highness..."

"No harm, no foul."

Qin Xiao shook his head slightly, then glanced again at the incense sticking in the ground, which hadn't yet burned through half its length.

He continued, "Let's proceed, there's still the better part of an incense stick of time left."

Again?

Zhao Wuji immediately shook his head, like a rattle-drum.

What a joke.

Zhao Wuji would have to be brain-dead to fight against a Titled Douluo.

However, Qin Xiao just shook his head, "That won't do. We agreed on you lasting an incense stick of time under my charge."

At this, Zhao Wuji shivered. Are you a devil?

Instinctively, he thought about running away.

But would Qin Xiao give him the chance?

"Thunder Pool!"

At this moment, the fifth soul ring on Qin Xiao lit up, and he pushed forward with both palms.

Countless bolts of lightning appeared out of nowhere, engulfing Zhao Wuji within them.