The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 1
"I didn't expect that twelve years had passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Rongrong to go out and make a living."

"Hmph, Chuangbang, Rongrong has always been by our side, if we go out, I'm afraid it will be difficult, it's better to let Rongrong stay here, we are Titled Douluo, how can we make Rongrong avoid a few detours. "

Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were chattering endlessly about Ning Rongrong's departure.

"Okay, Rongrong's matter has been settled, you two old people don't need to worry about it." Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain next to him, saw their quarreling, and interrupted without doubt.

When Sword Douluo was about to speak again, Bone Douluo's hands, whose bones could be seen with naked eyes, patted him.

Sword Douluo turned his head to look, Bone Douluo had a serious expression on his face, Sword Douluo felt slightly, and frowned.

"Looks like there's a little guy messing around in our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Ning Fengzhi also sensed it, and his face darkened a bit.

"Let's go and have a look." As soon as Jian Douluo finished speaking, there was no one in the hall.

At this time, outside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Pistol control"

A powerful shout came from a magenta armor, but he obediently took out the card box at his waist and swung it into a gun, aiming at the person in front.

The man was wearing formal clothes, with a seven-story pagoda printed on his chest, and a group of people in the same clothes were lying beside him.

Hearing the voice of the armored man, his legs trembled suddenly, and his figure suddenly became unstable. Fortunately, he relied on his own strong willpower to hold on.

He didn't know how many times he heard this strange sound. Every time he saw the armored man take out a card from the side and put it into the strange belt in front of his waist, and when that sound came out, screams and heavy screams would be heard around him. The sound of things falling.

Just as the armored man moved his finger to the trigger, the man closed his eyes in despair.

"Brothers, see you in the next life..."

"puff!"

As the armored man's unique attack sounded, the man's tears became watery and his face was full of tension.

"Open your eyes, it's okay." A gentle voice sounded from beside my ears.

The man opened his eyes, and there were two handsome men standing in front of him, and one of them, a gentle and handsome guy with glasses, patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

"Sovereign! Elder!" The man shouted excitedly.

Those who came were Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, and Gu Rong, the elder.

"Is the soul power condensed? It's really a boy born from a hero." Gu Rong, who looked a little thin, looked at the hand that took the attack just now, and couldn't help sighing.

"Sovereign, I've already checked them. There's nothing serious, they're just unconscious. Take them back first. Today is the day Rongrong leaves." Gu Rong's face was calm, and nothing seemed to affect him at all.

Ning Fengzhi nodded, looking at the armored man with an even more ugly look.

Today is the day when Ning Rongrong is leaving, she thought she didn't know her escape plan, but Ning Fengzhi and the others already knew it well, so they prepared a feast.

But the armored man in front of him knocked out the handyman who returned to the sect to cook!

At the same time, I was also a little shocked. Although these were just handymen, they were actually those who were unwilling to practice or lacked talent. Their strength was not inferior to that of Zongmen disciples.

"Boy, who are you and why did you come to robbery?" After Ning Fengzhi used his soul power to take away the servants, Gu Rong frowned and said indifferently.

"I'm just a Kamen Rider passing by." Wang Xiaoming told the truth, he was indeed passing by, and he was just asking for directions, but he didn't know that those people had such a violent temper, and they immediately started fighting.

"Kamen Rider?" Gu Rong looked at Wang Xiaoming with interest, "Is this armor your martial soul?"

"You can also understand it this way..." Wang Xiaoming's voice stopped abruptly.

Because behind Gu Rong, a giant dragon composed of skeletons appeared, and soul rings of different colors appeared on the top of its head, falling down one by one.

Yellow yellow purple purple black black black black black.

The terrifying coercion emanating from his body forced Wang Xiaoming to take a few steps back and resist with all his strength. The ground under his feet cracked in a large area.

"You have the guts to challenge the authority of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect just because of your pink spirit?" Gu Rong's tone was uneven, but Wang Xiaoming felt a deep crisis.

"It's magenta!" Wang Xiaoming said in a hissed lung-cracking voice, enduring the tremendous pressure.

"Hehe." While Gu Rong laughed, the coercion increased again, Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't bear it, and finally quit the transformation state, and fell to the ground.

"What a handsome boy, tsk tsk..." Gu Rong saw Wang Xiaoming's face, shaking his head while praising him.

Wang Xiaoming's superficial age is about the same as Ning Rongrong's, but his spirit power fluctuations are around level forty.

Suddenly, Gu Rong thought of something, hehe smiled, showing a bad expression on his face.

"Since you're making trouble, I'll leave the cooking to you... I hope you can cook." Gu Rong didn't use his soul power, but just pulled Wang Xiaoming's leg and dragged him towards the ground.

You know, Bone Douluo has never been a gentle person.

……

In the kitchen of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

A handsome boy was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, worrying.

He was a six-year-old transmigrator named Wang Xiaoming. After awakening the Belt of the White Emperor and gaining the ability of the Kamen Rider Emperor Rider, because he could not practice normally to obtain soul power, he had to fight continuously to obtain soul power. The village where he lived was also destroyed by unknown factors, so he became a homeless person.

Wandering in the vast and boundless Douluo Continent, I turned 11 years old before I knew it.

After absorbing the two spirit rings, he obtained almost all the skill cards of the Emperor Cavalry itself, and after absorbing the third spirit ring, he even obtained the unlocked version of the main knight card, but he has not researched the unlocking method for a year.

Today I was lost in Wang Xiaoming, and when I wanted to ask for directions, I got into a fight with a group of people, and finally found out that they were still from the Qibao Glazed Tile School, and Gu Rong somehow arrested him and became a cook.

"Alas..." Wang Xiaoming tilted his chair, facing the ceiling, with the anguish that a teenager shouldn't have on his face.

Suddenly, a beautiful face appeared in Wang Xiaoming's sight.

With icy muscles and fine bones, she is slim and graceful, with the air of a young lady, cute and beautiful, which makes Wang Xiaoming a little distracted.

"Boom."

Because of lack of concentration and unstable center of gravity, he fell directly to the ground.

"Are you okay?" The girl saw, trotted a few steps, bent down and reached out her hand to signal.

Wang Xiaoming stared blankly at the girl, recovered after a while, and got up by himself without touching her hand.

"It's nothing, Miss Ning."

Wang Xiaoming also heard during the battle that today is the day when Ning Rongrong, the favorite of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, left. Combined with the girl in front of him, the result is self-evident.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming knew that Ning Rongrong must have Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo watching, if he held her hand, they would have to kill Wang Xiaoming.

"Oh, you know me?" Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Xiaoming suspiciously, and then looked around.

"Who doesn't know Miss Ning's name?" Wang Xiaoming said while thinking about how to send Ning Rongrong away.

When Ning Rongrong heard the words, a smile appeared on his face, as if he was very pleased, he asked: "Are you alone here?"

"Well, Miss Ning, what's the matter?"

Everyone here was beaten into a coma by Wang Xiaoming. It is impossible to wake up today. The person who was not unconscious seems to have been out of his mind after being rescued, so he can only retreat temporarily.

"Oh, I didn't steal Grandpa Jian's sword today, so let's relax." Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes, his face was a little depressed.

"Don't be discouraged." Wang Xiaoming turned around and picked up the very crystal clear jar on the side of the cutting board.

"Just use this to comfort you." As he said, Wang Xiaoming threw the jar and landed it precisely in Ning Rongrong's arms.

Ning Rongrong picked up the jar, raised her hand slightly, her face was full of curiosity.

"During the age of great voyages, a man named Montage Luffy spared his life to obtain treasures. It is said that they were exchanged for the equivalent of peerless treasures. Legendary spices!"

While speaking, Wang Xiaoming kept making exaggerated gestures, which made Ning Rongrong believe him without any doubt.

"Can you really take it away?" Ning Rongrong was obviously coaxed.

The corners of Wang Xiaoming's mouth rose slightly, but he pretended to be unbearable, as if reluctantly saying: "Take it!"

Ning Rongrong showed a bright smile on his face, thanked him, and then bounced away. When he went out, his face was still full of joy.

Wang Xiaoming probed his head, and after confirming that he was gone, he burst out laughing.

"Is it really that funny?"

The familiar voice made Wang Xiaoming feel bad immediately, and turned his head slightly stiffly.

It was Gu Rong astonishingly, and there was a hint of laughter on his face.

"You still talk about me, don't you?" Even though he thought so in his heart, he still said respectfully, "Why are you here?"

"Hmph, just to urge you, there is less than an hour left before the banquet begins." Gu Rong's eyes narrowed into a line, with a half-smile.

Then Gu Rong suddenly disappeared, leaving only Wang Xiaoming at dusk.

An hour, that is, two hours?
Thinking about the need to cook nearly fifty pots of dishes, my brain is about to explode.

Wang Xiaoming raised his right hand, and a white emperor riding belt appeared on his hand.

Wang Xiaoming stuck it on his waist, and the belt appeared, then he pulled out the card, threw it in skillfully, and pushed it with both hands.

"Attack Ride Illusion! (Attack Ride Illusion)" A phantom flashed, and six people exactly like him appeared beside Wang Xiaoming.

They looked at each other, and then sighed in unison: "I never thought that I, Wang Xiaoming, would cook one day."

Complaints are complaints, and the meal has to be done quickly...

(End of this chapter)