I can control the time

Ye Hai pressed his hand on the test crystal, inputting his soul power little by little.

The test crystal lit up a little.

When it was almost a little darker than Ning Rongrong, Ye Hai stopped.

The test teacher squinted his eyes and said, "You, there is no 25th level."

"Impossible..." Ye Hai was about to put his hand on it again and input a little more soul power. From the corner of his eye, he saw the look in the test teacher's expectation, and his heart moved.

"This old Yinbi almost caught his way..." Ye Hai cursed secretly.

Ye Hai raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said, "That's it... Then I'll just stand in line."

The test teacher looked at Ye Hai carefully, and finally waved his hand and said, "Let's go, you can go directly to the last level."

Ye Hai smiled, did not speak, passed the test teacher and walked deep into the academy.

This test teacher just saw Ye Hai input his spirit power a little bit, and it really only ended at level 25. He absolutely didn't believe that Ye Hai was really only level 25.

So I wanted to defraud Ye Hai, telling Ye Hai that he did not reach the 25th level, and let him continue to input spirit power.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hai saw through...

What Ye Hai meant was that my spirit power is so much, and there is no drop left. If you let me go, I will go. If you don't let me go, I will honestly line up.

The test teacher looked at Ye Hai's back and smiled bitterly: "How come the students this year compete with one monster..."

Ye Hai walked far away, and then mumbled: "This bad old man is very bad. I saved him a test crystal. He even played with me..."

Ye Hai walked slowly through the third level and walked towards the fourth level where Zao Wou-ki was.

Tang San and the four people needed time to support Yizhuxiang under Zao Wuji. The four of them did not insist on one stick in the first round. In the second round, Tang San showed great power and insisted on one stick more.

Ye Hai only needs to reach the fourth level after two sticks of incense.

After two sticks of incense.

Ye Hai came to the fourth level.

There was already a mess here, Zhu Zhuqing was lying on the ground with a pale face; Xiao Wu had passed out in Ning Rongrong's arms, with traces of blood on the corners of her mouth; Tang San was lying further away.

The grass here seems to have been plowed, pitted and unrecognizable.

There are many wounds on Zao Wou-ki's body, and blood is flowing on his face. Although the injuries are not serious, he looks very scary.

"Hehe, Zao Wou-ki really asked for it himself. The most I beat people is to get two panda eyes. This guy directly beats people to the ground and can't get up. No wonder Uncle Hao wants to beat him specifically at night... "

Ye Hai thought lightly.

Taking a step forward, Ye Hai came to Zao Wou-ki and said, "Uncle Zhao, I haven't passed the test yet, do you want us to come too?"

After six years, Ye Hai's voice has long ceased to be the cute voice before. Zao Wou-ki felt that the voice was strange, but Ye Hai's tone gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

"Are you also the student who took the entrance test today?"

Zao Wou-ki's mouth was vague and authentic.

"No..." Ye Hai shook his head.

Zao Wou-ki is even more strange, "Then who are you?"

Ye Hai continued: "Isn't the student of today's entrance test, what else can it be?"

Zao Wou-ki: "..."

The air between the two suddenly solidified.

Zao Wou-ki looked at Ye Hai carefully, only to feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Ye Haidan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, did you think of something? Remember, on the shore of Daming Lake...Uh, six years ago, at the gate of Shrek Academy, there was a five-meter deep hole?"

Zao Wou-ki's eyes widened suddenly!

Uncle Zhao...

And this familiar, cynical tone...

I also know that he was hammered into the ground six years ago...

Zao Wou-ki’s memories of being sealed in dust for six years,

A burst of anger surged in his heart, and a roar against the sky, he was about to directly use his martial spirit body!

Ye Hai held on to Zao Wou-ki, and Zao Wou-ki struggled, but he did not get rid of Ye Hai's hand on his shoulder.

Ye Hai's current height was even a little higher than Dai Mubai's. The chunky Zao Wou-ki was a bit shorter than him. At this moment, Ye Hai held down Zao Wou-ki, but Zao Wou-ki couldn't move.

Ye Hai said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, impulse is the devil, do you want to ruin the academy, or kill these little guys?"

Zao Wou-ki said angrily: "No matter what happens today, I will beat you up too!"

His strength was not small, and he broke free from Ye Hai's hands a few times.

Ye Hai pointed to a clearing not far away, and said: "That place is good, even if a five-meter-deep hole is punched out, it doesn't matter..."

Zao Wou-ki walked over there and shouted, "Smelly boy, come here!"

When the two came to the open space, Zao Wou-ki immediately used his martial arts real body. Ye Hai looked at the huge brown bear that was five meters high and smiled: "I don't want to take advantage of the danger, or change the day?"

puff!

Zao Wou-ki almost spit out old blood!

My Wuhun real body has been used, you tell me another day?

"Boy, if you don't beat you to the north today, then you have a good sense of direction!"

Zao Wou-ki roared, and the huge palm of the puff fan fell like a small hill and crashed against Ye Hai.

Seeing Zao Wou-ki's merciless palm in the distance, Dai Mubai was stunned.

what's going on?

Teacher Zhao actually used the real Wuhun body against a great soul master?

And listening to Teacher Zhao’s words, it seems that Ye Hai’s men have suffered a lot...

Suffered from a great soul master...

Dai Mubai felt that his brain was not enough.

What kind of brain is needed to make up for the story of a strong soul sage who suffered a loss in the hands of a great soul master?

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were also stunned on the spot, because they saw Ye Hai's golden armor possessed under Zao Wou-ki's giant palm, and with a shot of the spear in their hands, they actually took Zao Wuji's giant palm away!

'Is this a human being...'

The two women felt this emotion in their hearts.

Although Tang San knew that Ye Hai was amazing, he didn't know that he was so amazing.

How can a second-ring great spirit master fight with a seventh-ring soul sage?

If this is until Ye Hai reaches the realm of the seven-ringed soul saint, he will not go to heaven?

Xiao Wu knew Ye Hai's strength, but she had passed out.

Oscar, who had just arrived here, was surprised when he saw Zao Wou-ki and Ye Hai fighting again, and then recovered, and gave Tang San, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing two sausages each, and said:

"Eat, my first spirit ability has the effect of restoring injuries."

A few people just took the sausages, but before they had time to eat, they only heard Zao Wou-ki's furious roar:

"Do you dare to come?!"

At this time, Ye Hai, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, jumped seven or eight meters, holding a golden hammer, from top to bottom, a hammer hit Zao Wou-ki.

"Here again, he is here again..."

Oscar murmured.