Fishing from Douluo to become a god

Chapter 48 People don't talk too much! [Please recommend a ticket! 】

"Who are you? What are you doing at Shrek Academy at night!"

Zhao Wou-ki frowned tightly, and his tone was serious.

The tall man in the cloak not far in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The man stood there quietly, but even so, it gave him a feeling of looking up from a high mountain.

"Let me ask you, is your name Zhao Wuji?"

The man's tone was silent, and he asked again.

"That's right, I am Zao Wou-ki! Who are you? Come here..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Zao Wou-ki felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a fist had already hit the bridge of his nose!

"what--"

With a scream, Zao Wou-ki flew out like a cannonball, smashing seven or eight trees that were as thick as a bowl, and then fell to the ground in disgrace.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's nose had been broken by the man, two streams of nosebleeds burst down, soaking the clothes on his chest, and staining the ground in front of him red.

"you……"

boom!boom!

The man didn't give Zao Wou-ki any chance to breathe, he lifted the latter up like a duck, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and punched him twice in the stomach.

People don't talk much.

It's strange to say that the strength of Zhao Wuji's 76-level battle soul saint can't make a ripple in the man's hands. Every time the martial soul has not had time to release, he is interrupted by the man's punch, followed by a fat meal. Beat, beating all kinds of meat and eight vegetables.

"Goose (me)... Li (you)... swollen (how)..."

In just a few minutes, Zao Wou-ki was beaten into a pig's head by the man in the cloak, his front teeth fell off, and the wind leaked out.

"Well, it's almost out of shape this time."

Finally, the man in the cloak stopped, looked down at Zhao Wou-Ki who was no longer human, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Little bird over there, you came here a long time ago, right? Don't you intend to save your companion?"

The man turned his head and looked deep into the bushes beside him, and said lightly.

"Uh...cough cough, hahaha, how could it be, he must have brought the blame on himself, did something he shouldn't have done, he deserves to be beaten! He deserves to be beaten!"

"Fernando, Lee... (Flender, you...)"

Zhao Wuji was almost so angry that he was so angry that the comrades who had agreed to go through life and death together, were so scared that he didn't even dare to fart when someone said a word!

"Shut up you."

Flender quietly winked at Zhao Wuji, who was rolling on the ground and couldn't get up, then turned to look at the man in front of him, and said with a smile on his face: "Flender, this is the dean of Shrek Academy, If our college has offended me before, I hope you will forgive me if you don’t remember the villain’s mistakes. If it’s really not possible, you can even beat me up. It’s just that it’s not easy to run the college, so please don’t implicate the children in the college. "

"That's unnecessary."

The man in the cloak said lightly: "It's Zhao, who makes people feel uncomfortable."

"What the hell is going on here?"

Flender looked puzzled, this time he understood, from the beginning to the end, it was Zao Wou-ki who stabbed him.

"It's not a big deal. If you hit the young one, the old one will of course come out to show it."

"Slapped the younger one? Flender, did you..."

"No, goose... goose is... so hot to be beaten!!!"

Zhao Wou-ki wanted to cry but had no tears, why beat the young and old to show it?

I was obviously beaten by the young one, and I will be rubbed by the old one!

Is there any reason for this?

The point is...he can't justify himself, otherwise, who knows if he will be beaten up again?

I think I was not so aggrieved when I was hunted down by Wuhundian!

But... the small one he mentioned, which one is it?

Xiao Wu?Zhu Zhuqing?Tang San?Or Ye Xuan?

Zhao Wou-ki is miserable now, as if there are a hundred thousand reasons in his heart, it's okay to be beaten, the key is that he doesn't even know the reason for the beating!

This is the most uncomfortable!

brush!

At this moment, a sword light descended from the sky, and then a white-haired man in a blue sword robe fell into the field.

"Long time no see, Haotian Douluo."

The white-haired man looked directly at the man in the cloak and said softly.

"Jian Chenxin? I didn't expect you to be here. Do you want to see the injustice and draw your sword to help?"

The man in the cloak frowned slightly, raised his right arm, and a black sledgehammer full of domineering aura slowly took shape in his hand. The powerful air flow made the surrounding trees rattle, and the cloak was raised, revealing the hidden shadows underneath. Fortitude face.

At the same time, nine soul rings emerged one by one.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

"Ten... 10 year soul ring!?"

Flender and Zao Wou-ki froze as if they were being shocked by electricity.

Even Sword Douluo at the side, his originally calm eyes were completely replaced by shock!

Even he has never seen a 10 year soul ring.

"You misunderstood, I am here to protect Rongrong, I will not interfere with Shrek's affairs."

"It turned out to be like this, it seems to be a misunderstanding."

Tang Hao was taken aback when he heard the words, a gleam of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he put away his martial soul.

"..."

Sword Douluo naturally caught the flash of disappointment in Tang Hao's eyes, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth twitched slightly.

"Well, I happen to be going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, let's go together."

"I'm afraid it won't work. You know what the Spirit Hall did before. I need to stay here to protect Rongrong's safety."

Sword Douluo frowned.

"It's not necessary."

Tang Hao waved his hand and took out a sign from his body.

"This is... the Pope's decree!"

Sword Douluo's eyes were fixed.

"That's right, leave this thing to Shrek, the people of Wuhundian don't dare to act rashly."

Those who hold the papal decree are like the pope in person!

"This……"

Sword Douluo frowned, hesitating a little.

Although it is said that there is the Pope's order, but not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if the group of people in the Wuhun Temple are besieged and killed regardless of the cost, then the existence of the Pope's order will be like nothing!

"Don't worry, I think you should be very clear, compared to dealing with a little girl, Wuhundian wants to eat more, who should it be?"

Tang Hao said: "Just leave Bone Douluo by Ning Fengzhi's side, are you sure it's safe?"

"!!!"

Jian Douluo was startled when he heard the words, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Compared to Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi, who is the master of the sect, is obviously more willing to get by the Spirit Hall!

"It seems that you have noticed something. This place is not suitable for talking. I will go back and explain and go with you."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Tang Hao nodded, and waited until Jian Douluo left, then glanced at Zhao Wuji on the ground, and said: "Although the attack was a bit heavy, I have already dredged your meridians, which is a good thing for your cultivation. During the time I'm away, help me take good care of Xiaosan and Xiaoxuan, otherwise..."

(End of this chapter)