Zhou Ming stood casually, with Dai Mubai as the leader on the other side, Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun separate on both sides, Tang San is in the middle, Oscar and Ning Rongrong's palace behind, Zhu Zhuqing is behind Dai Mubai. This is a common soul master formation, with the protection and auxiliary system, the control system in the middle, and the strong attack system faces the enemy head-on.

Dai Mubai and others were very nervous. They knew Zhou Ming's record, and even Dai Mubai and the other two had been together for a year. In their impression, Zhou Ming's opponents were at the level of the Soul Sect and even the Soul King Soul Emperor! But only a few people could survive the first move!

"start!"

Buzz!

The martial soul is released! Various soul power colors suddenly appear, Dai Mubai's golden color, Tang San's blue color, Ma Hongjun's flame, Xiao Wu's fastest teleportation and launches directly beside Zhou Ming's side, and the scorpion braid is wrapped around Zhou Ming's neck, and the waist bow is activated!

Zhou Ming was not thrown out, feel it, his strength was amazing! It was not even much worse than Dai Mubai!

This soft skill is better than other beast martial souls. The explosion is even comparable to that of the agile attack soul master. At this point, Zhu Zhuqing also came. Her explosion speed is second only to Xiao Wu's teleportation. With one move of Netherworld claws attacking Zhou Ming's lower abdomen. After all, he was a classmate, otherwise this move might have hit the heart!

Seeing that the attack was coming, Zhou Ming could not be completely indifferent. Even if he couldn't hurt himself, no one would compensate him for his clothes being damaged.

The eyes were so wide that it seemed as if the stars in the universe were contained in the eyes, and soul rings began to emerge.

Black, black, black, black, red!

Boom! Bang!

Xiao Wu was shocked, and Zhu Zhuqing was also. Tang San and others were still a little far away and were not affected. They caught Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing with Blue Silver Grass in time, and the Blue Silver Grass that were about to move under Zhou Ming was directly pressed back to the ground!

"How is that possible!"

Dai Mubai and others were suppressed by terrible pressure for a moment and were difficult to get close to! They screamed in a burst of voice, and the cold sweat gradually flowed down with time.

Time passed little by little, although there were only five soul rings, the pressure was even greater than that of Zhao Wuji to release his martial soul body! Even if he did not go towards the master, he took a few steps back.

Three minutes are approaching, and Zhou Ming saw everyone sweating profusely, but he gritted his teeth and held on. However, it was almost the end of his strength. Since that is the case, I will add a fire to you in the end!

Buzz!

The huge mental pressure increased again! If it was only the Soul Saint level before, then it was close to the titled Douluo! In an instant, everyone felt like they fell into an ice cellar. The soul power instantly dissipated, and even the martial soul was forced to be pressed back into their bodies. Fortunately, after the pressure increased for only three seconds, everyone still felt as if they were as young as the year, but they were barely standing. Only Ning Rongrong, the weakest, needed Oscar to support him even if he was the farthest away.

"Finish!"

The master was silent after saying that, for just three minutes. If he could see anything, Zhou Ming was very strong, even if he didn't understand, but the others had no chance to show it!

"Tell me what you feel"

Silence, they couldn't say it. The pressure of being powerless to resist and even possibly dead at any time was their first contact. After all, Zhou Ming was a classmate and not an enemy. They just thought Zhou Ming was very strong, and at the same time were curious about what the terrible feeling was.

"Don't you speak? Then Zhou Ming, you said."

Zhou Ming did not take into account that the seven monsters may be very weak at this time, but their future is unlimited. "This is pressure. The senior soul master combines soul power, mental power, and even momentum, and releases soul power that is enough to make the low-level soul master lose its resistance. My cultivation may not be as good as Teacher Zhao and the Dean, but mental power is my strength. In addition, I have been scrambling to the great soul field for a long time. The more people I defeat, the stronger my momentum will be. To this day, maybe I may not be able to beat Teacher Zhao, but with the pressure, I am confident that my mental power is not weaker than any soul saint!"

Everyone didn't say anything, and the master nodded secretly, and then it made sense. Since we couldn't look at the performance at this time, we could only let everyone understand some common sense.

"Not bad, but not comprehensive. Just relying on mental power and momentum is not enough. What's more important is soul power and will! The strong are self-improvement. After countless battles, Zhou Ming's failure and defeating his opponents are a kind of accumulation. Every time he defeats an opponent, he will be more confident and believe in his own strength. The relationship between momentum and will is closely related. Will is the top priority of soul master's cultivation! If your will is strong enough, then no matter how strong the pressure is, it is not enough to crush you. Although you have not exerted your strength this time, you have been able to persevere until the end and have fulfilled my requirements!"

The master said that the expression was rare not as harsh as before, at least everyone's will was recognized by him.

"Master, do you mean that fighting can enhance your will?"

Dai Mubai couldn't help asking, Zhou Ming's previous pressure was too terrible. Just the momentum, the domineering and invincible aura made him unable to extricate himself. As the White Tiger Martial Soul, that momentum is very suitable for him, both practical and other functions.

"Not only fight, everyone is different. The will of ordinary soul masters will also grow slowly during cultivation. Some people can endure loneliness and constantly cultivate their minds and nature. It depends entirely on individuals. Your white tiger martial soul is very suitable for combat, but you are different from Zhou Ming. He is a natural fighting person, born for fighting! At least I have never seen this kind of combat talent. The move just now can be regarded as the category of self-created soul skills!"

Everyone looked at Zhou Ming, but Tang San thought flexiblely and soon thought of something and asked the master.

"Teacher, didn't Zhou Ming say this is a skill of a senior soul master?"

The master patiently explained: "It's a skill, but it depends on who is used. Zhou Ming is the soul king, but he releases pressure that can overwhelm the soul masters of the same level. Isn't this a soul skill? If you continue to grow up alone, even if you reach the title Douluo realm, it will be of great use! Just imagine, what would happen if you use this move on the battlefield? One move subdues thousands of people, and even tens of thousands of troops lose their combat ability in an instant! This is another terrifying soul skill!"

The more everyone thought about it, the more terrifying they became, and they were a little shocked when they looked at Zhou Ming.

"Okay, today's training will continue. Although you have held on, the time has not exceeded three minutes. If you lose, you will have to accept punishment. Everyone will set out! From here to Soto City, there will be ten round trips, Tang San will run two more round trips, twelve round trips, and no soul power is allowed. You supervise each other. Remember, you are a team. There are stones I have prepared for you at the door, go."

The master watched the people leaving in the academy. It was natural that he had a reason to increase Tang San's punishment. On the one hand, he did not let the two auxiliary soul masters think that he was partial, and even the personal disciples were severely punished. As everyone ran, they soon realized the problem.

Everyone decided to divide the work and could still hold on at this time. Everyone kept the speed of the sun. Although it was difficult to get back and forth ten times before the sun set, it was not impossible to complete.

"Zhou Ming, why are you here too?"

"What the master is talking about is everyone, and of course I also include me. Do you remember what the master said before? We are a team, and I can't watch you run away."

"Hey, loyal enough"

Dai Mubai and Tang San were the strongest in physical condition, and they were a little breathless at this time, but they could still speak, but Zhou Ming seemed a little relaxed. Although the stones in the bamboo basket behind him seemed to be made of special materials and weighed nearly 100 kilograms, with his physique, he could still withstand it. The master never thought that Zhou Ming would have a soul saint-level body!

Everyone insisted. In order to prevent everyone from dehydrating, the master specially prepared warm salt water. However, after the first trip, he noticed that Zhou Ming was in good condition, which was nearly 100 pounds of weight!

"Zhou Ming, please change the load and go to the metal back that the mistress purchased."

The master wanted to see Zhou Ming's limits. As a soul master, it would not be so easy to have problems. The Tangdou Soul Saint beside him was ready to save people at any time.

Zhou Ming didn't say anything and went to get the iron back, two hundred pounds! The weight of more than twice made Zhou Ming feel pressure. He felt a little tearing of his muscles after only five rounds. However, the immortal talent was repairing even without using his soul power, and the tearing speed was far from being able to recover.

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth and persisted, tearing his muscles again and again, and then repairing them faster, which made his body stronger.

After seven or eight round trips, everyone slowed down halfway. At this time, everyone turned to look at each other. Everyone was soaked in sweat, and the sweat kept flowing down.

Especially Zhou Ming, although he can still persist, his physical strength has long exceeded his limit, and his immortal talent is supporting him, and his tenacious will allows him to remain awake even if his body has reached the limit!

"I, I can't do it."

Ma Hongjun has reached its limit. Zhou Ming was originally planning to help everyone, but at this time he was a little overwhelmed! The recovery speed is limited without using soul power. If it exceeds the limit, there will probably be a problem.

"Fatty, remember, men can't say no! Bring it!"

Dai Mubai straightened his chest and held on. As the oldest, he thought he had to persevere!

Starting again, constantly changing the weight-bearing adjustment state, everyone persevered. However, the ninth round trip still fell into a problem. Dai Mubai reached the limit, and his body's self-protection almost made him fall into a coma. His body staggered and almost fell. Zhou Ming and Tang San quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands.

Zhou Ming didn't say anything and looked at the others. Ma Hongjun was okay. Oscar and Ning Rongrong had reached their limits and supported each other. Zhu Zhuqing was also close to the limits, while Xiao Wu could barely hold on.

Without saying anything, Tang San and Zhou Ming took a stone from Dai Mubai's bamboo basket, and the fat man also took the stone from Tang San.

"Boss Dai, give me my stone."

The fat man sweats the most, after all, he is the fattest, but his condition is still good.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong also stepped forward and said, "I can hold on with mine."

"Forget it, Rongrong, Fatty persevere."
Chapter completed!