Douluo Dalu: I am a supporting role

Under the siege of three people, Zhao Wuji did not use soul skills, but used martial soul possession. The three of them all used their first soul skills to fight Zhao Wuji, but they were unable to cause harm to Zhao Wuji. Tang San subconsciously He glanced at the incense on the ground and found that it was almost burned out. He thought to himself that he had only seen one-third of the incense burnt out just now. How could it be that less than one-third was left so quickly? Then he saw Ye Feng facing him. He laughs. Suddenly I understood something.

"Xiao Wu, Meteor Man Hammer." Tang San said. At this time, Zhu Zhuqing also used his second soul skill, Netherworld Hundred Slash, which finally caused Zhao Wuji to suffer a big loss. Zhao Wuji roared angrily, with a cold light in his eyes, and used his first soul skill.

The nearest Zhu Zhuqing was ejected directly, letting out a miserable groan in the air. She collided in the direction of Ye Feng, Ye Feng caught her, and then fell backwards. Zhu Zhuqing was lying in Ye Feng's arms, her arms had been dislocated.

Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Wu, who was also seriously injured, and found that she had been caught by Tang San. Tang San was the least injured, but he still spit out a mouthful of blood. Barely standing. Tang San glanced at the incense on the ground and saw that it had burned out. He smiled at Teacher Zhao and said, "Teacher Zhao, the time has come."

Zhao Wuji glanced at the incense on the ground and said doubtfully: "It's strange, the incense seems to be burning a little fast today." But he didn't take any further action and stood there thinking about something.

Ye Feng looked at Tang San, who was still able to move, and said, "Xiao San, bring Xiao Wu here." Then he looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still in his arms and unable to move. Take out a pill. Bring it to her mouth. He said gently: "Little civet, eat this." Seeing Zhu Zhuqing open his mouth, Ye Feng sent the elixir in. Ye Feng put his hands on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders, as if to help her up.

"Little civet, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhu...ah"

Before he finished saying his name, a scream was heard.

Ye Feng reconnected her dislocated arms and helped her up.

He said: "A very pretty girl is called a pig. She might as well be called a cat."

Ye Feng stood up, ignoring Dai Mubai who was standing beside him and glaring at him, and saw Tang San carrying Xiao Wu over.

He took Xiao Wu, took out two pills, put one into Xiao Wu's mouth, and handed the other to Tang San.

He smiled and said: "Seeing as your injury is not serious, you don't need me to feed you."

Tang San smiled awkwardly, swallowed the elixir and adjusted his breathing.

Ye Feng looked at Ning Rongrong who came over to look at him, and said with a smile: "Little witch, I see you are not injured, so I won't give you the elixir."

Ning Rongrong said in surprise: "What did you call me?"

"Little witch, I don't know your name. Could it be that I call you little fairy?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she said, "Let's call her Little Fairy."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "We'll wait and see when you really become a little fairy."

Ye Feng saw that Tang San had stood up, and found that Xiao Wu was also well. He turned his head and saw Zhu Zhuqing had also stood up, looking at him curiously.

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Wuji and found that he was also looking at him, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Ye Feng said: "Your name is Zhao Wuji?"

Zhao Wuji nodded, not caring about Ye Feng's unreasonableness.

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold and said, "Did you know that Tang San and Xiao Wu are my younger brothers and sisters?"

Zhao Wuji seemed to realize that he had struck too hard, and said: "Whatever compensation you want, I will try my best to satisfy it."

Ye Feng stood up, Xiao Wu in his arms stood next to him.

Ye Feng took out a stick of incense and said, "I don't want compensation. When I fight you, time is just like a stick of incense. No matter what the outcome is, this matter will be written off."

"Brother Feng." Xiao Wu called out worriedly. Ye Feng gave her a reassuring look.

Zhao Wuji smiled, "Did you know that I only used one soul skill just now, are you sure you want to fight me?"

Ye Feng said: "Let's do this. I won't use my martial spirit to fight you, so as not to say I'm bullying."

"Hahaha." Zhao Wuji was amused, "Well, I won't use my martial spirit, so I'll fight you."

Ye Feng said: "I won't stop within one stick of incense. You'd better think clearly."

Zhao Wuji was a little impatient, "What an arrogant boy, then come on."

Ye Feng found a safe place on the ground to put the incense, and walked around as if he was looking for something.

Zhao Wuji said: "What are you looking for?"

"Find a fire to light some incense." Ye Feng said.

Zhao Wuji was a little funny and said: "No need." He waved his hand casually, and the incense on the ground was lit. Ye Feng also waved his hand, and a white light flashed away.

Ye Feng said: "Get ready." As soon as he finished speaking, a figure had already hit the wall. There was a roar, which was the sound of the wall collapsing.

When everyone looked around, they saw that the place where Zhao Wuji was standing had been replaced by another person, and an afterimage where Ye Feng was before slowly dissipated.

Zhao Wuji walked out from behind the wall, with blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had not been possessed by the martial spirit just now.

Just now, Ye Feng gave a tentative punch. He wanted to test the gap between his current soul power and the soul power of this world. The result did not disappoint him. Now his first-level soul power should be one and a half to two times that of others. Ye Feng thought that he should be able to fight the early Contra now.