Douluo: Wuhun Dragon Roar Spear, I, the Lord of the North

Chapter 49: Just a Little Fun
Tang San was a little confused and pointed at Oscar's cart.

"Which classmate did you buy it from?"

"Spit it out!"

"Why, it's delicious!"

Dai Mubai had a strange look on his face, so he had to take a few people to Oscar.

"Xiaoao, make a new sausage."

Oscar looked embarrassed. "Boss Dai, after all, we are classmates. If you do this, the new junior will resent me."

"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful or I'll beat you up."

Oscar had no choice but to use his obscene and soft voice.

"I have a big sausage!"

At this moment, Xiao Wu and Tang San, who were eating sausages with relish, looked drastically changed.

"Ugh, vomit..."

After vomiting, Xiao Wu's face turned rosy and she looked very delicate.

Tang San's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot when he saw this scene. He activated the "Red Rage" switch and stared at Oscar.

"He...how could he? Xiao Wu even ate it. It's his own, Xiao Wu hasn't eaten it yet!"

He summoned his spirit, Blue Silver Grass, and was about to say, "You already have a way to die!"

Dai Mubai hurriedly stopped Tang San, "We are all classmates, and it's just the transformation of soul power, the appearance is somewhat similar, it's not a big deal!"

After Dai Mubai's persuasion, Tang San calmed down a little. He stared at Oscar fiercely, but comforted himself in his heart.

"That's fake! Fake! Xiao Wu is the first one, so it must be mine!"

Afterwards, Dai Mubai cursed Oscar a few words and led Tang San and the other three to the academy.

When they arrived at a testing site, Dai Mubai said a few words to the examiner, then led the four of them to the final test site.

"Teacher, why can the four of them enter the fourth level without taking the test, while we have to pass each level one by one?" a boy said unconvinced.

"If your soul power is above level 25, you can go directly to the fourth level, but your soul power is only level 21, so you must pass each level honestly."

Those students couldn't believe it. How could someone reach level 12 soul power at the age of 25?

Dai Mubai cursed loudly and threw the test crystal to Tang San and the other three. After the test was correct, he took the four people away.

Liu Yanyang, who was following behind the four people, couldn't help but sigh.

"To be level 12 at the age of 25, you need at least level 8 innate soul power to achieve that!"

Along the way, Dai Mubai began to brag about Shrek Academy to the four people, using the same trick he had used to fool him in the beginning.

But when the most successful one boasted about becoming the youngest elder in the Spirit Hall, he found that Ning Rongrong's expression did not change at all, and she still looked like she was listening.

Liu Yanyang was quite confused. Tang San and his companions were just country bumpkins, so it was normal for them to be fooled. But Ning Rongrong was the future heir of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Even if she was playful, it was impossible for her not to know about such things?

If Ning Fengzhi knew about this 33-year-old Titled Douluo, he would be so scared that he would break out in a cold sweat and immediately re-evaluate his relationship with the Spirit Hall.

Liu Yanyang looked up at the sky.

"Or is there something wrong with this 'sky'?"

"Either Ning Fengzhi knew about it in advance, but he still secretly guided Ning Rongrong to this fraudulent academy. There must be a big secret behind this!"

Following Dai Mubai, we came to an open space about two hundred meters away.

A middle-aged man who was not tall, had average looks, but was very strong was dozing off on a recliner.

"Teacher Zhao, I will bring someone to conduct the fourth level assessment." Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and looked at Tang San and the other three. "Yes, there are four this year, and they all passed the exemption test."

Afterwards, Dai Mubai explained the rules of the game, giving Tang San and the other three time to discuss.

Liu Yanyang found a clean place, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Without the dragon beard needle, he didn't know what would happen to the little jerk after being beaten by Zhao Wuji?

A few minutes later, Zhao Wuji lit a stick of incense and the competition officially began.

Zhao Wuji took the initiative and rushed directly towards the few people.

After Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing dodged, Tang San tied Ning Rongrong up with blue silver grass and retreated.

Tang San took the opportunity to activate the "Mother's Entanglement" to tie up Zhao Wuji, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, and rushed forward directly to perform his soul skills.

After a set of fancy operations, wow, at first glance, the damage is zero!

Perhaps he couldn't stand this painless attack, the first soul ring under Zhao Wuji's feet lit up, golden light burst out, and Xiao Wu and the other person vomited blood and were blown away at the same time.

Tang San immediately caught Xiao Wu, and looking at Xiao Wu who was vomiting blood in his arms, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his "Red Rage" was about to begin.

At this time, Xiao Wu endured the pain and released her second soul skill - Charm.

Zhao Wuji was briefly controlled, but recovered instantly.

Xiao Wu didn't even make a sound, and fainted in Tang San's arms, bleeding from her mouth and nose.

"This old rabbit is really stupid!"

"Gangzi is such a wimp. He didn't even tell this stupid rabbit that low-level spirit masters can't use spiritual spirit skills against high-level spirit masters!"

"No, isn't she a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast? She even knows that the 10,000-year soul ring has the power of mental shock, so there is no reason for her not to understand the dangers of mental soul skills!"

"This can't be a tea rabbit!!"

Looking at Xiao Wu who was bleeding from all three orifices and unconscious, Tang San put Xiao Wu down gently with heartache.

"Red Fury" was activated, staring at Zhao Wuji, and Tang San started the famous "bet" scene.

"Teacher Zhao, let's play again. If we win, we pass all the games. If we lose, we quit."

The others nodded in agreement, and the game resumed.

"Teacher Zhao, be careful!"

Then, ten cold lights burst out from Tang San's fingers, shooting at Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, lower body and abdomen. None of the ten cold lights attacked the same place, and they all chose the vital points.

Lancets, locust stones, money darts, bone-penetrating nails, all kinds of hidden weapons bloomed in Tang San's rain of flowers, some flying straight, some flying diagonally, and some going around behind, but in the end But they all have only one target, and that is Zhao Wuji's body.

"Tsk tsk tsk" Liu Yanyang couldn't help but sigh. If it was an ordinary Soul King, he would probably have died on the spot.

Zhao Wuji's whole body was shining with golden light, and no hidden weapons could get close to him at all.

Tang San continued to fire wave after wave of hidden weapons, and soon a lot of hidden weapons were piled up on the ground.

But for Zhao Wuji, whose defense was off the charts, it was just a tickle. Looking at Tang San jumping up and down, Zhao Wuji was extremely unhappy.

The fourth spirit ring under his feet lit up, locked onto Tang San, and rushed straight towards him.

Unable to dodge in time, Tang San could only summon the Clear Sky Hammer spirit in his left hand, and while Zhao Wuji wasn't paying attention, he hammered him on the right cheek.

At the same time, he was slapped away by Zhao Wuji.

The two men fell to the ground at the same time. Zhao Wuji covered his red and swollen face and saw Tang San lying quietly beside him, with his left cheek swollen and two bloody teeth.

He just said, "You've passed the customs," and left in a hurry.

Liu Yanyang couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this little jerk who might not even be recognized by his own mother.

At the same time, we also mourn silently for Zao Wou-Ki!
(End of this chapter)