Douluo's arrogance

Dai Mubai stood at the entrance of the clearing. In fact, he arrived here only a little later than Zhao Bai.

When he came here, he saw Zhao Bai looking passionately at the examiner, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn, so he did not go over, but stayed where he was and watched temporarily.

Then the two of them suddenly punched each other, and the fight was as ferocious as when enemies met and fought to death.

In a duel where you punch me and you punch each other, no one has to think about dodging the opponent's punch. This competition is about the strength and endurance of the two people.

The duel between men can always affect the mood of the audience.

Dai Mubai stared blankly at this fist-to-flesh fight, his mouth opened and he didn't know how to close it, and his mind went blank.

The next moment, he came back to his senses, his blood boiling, and he wanted to immediately step forward to join their battle.

But he stopped in the end. This was an entrance exam. If he broke in, he might ruin the exam of the tauren and possibly cause them both to fail.

Looking at the examiner's fist as big as a human face, he swallowed secretly, not sure how long his tiger skin could hold it.

Dai Mubai's heart was up and down for a while, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Hey, there's another little monster, boy, come here."

Zhao Wuji also noticed Dai Mubai's appearance, his expression returned to calm, and he motioned for Dai Mubai to come over.

"You have passed my assessment now. You should go and take a rest first. After I finish testing this boy, I will take you to apply for admission, so that you can truly join Shrek Academy."

Zhao Wuji turned back to Zhao Bai and signaled him to leave as he was about to start the next test.

Zhao Bai left his knees with his hands, straightened his waist, feeling a little dizzy, nodded to Zhao Wuji, and staggered toward the middle of the open space, top-heavy.

Zhao Bai picked up the chair that Zhao Wuji was sitting on just now, walked to the outside of the open space, and sat down far away from Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji did not use his soul power, and Zhao Bai did not have a ranged attack. The two only collided physically. The damage caused by the soul power was only limited to a small area, so the chair did not suffer any damage.

Zhao Bai leaned his back on the chair, lowered his hands, and watched the birds flying under the blue sky with his eyes open. The gentle sunlight shone on his body, and his body relaxed.

Instantly, I felt that there was pain everywhere on my face, and I no longer felt like sleeping.

The sun was dazzling, so he withdrew his gaze and focused it again on Zhao Wuji and the blond boy in front of him.

Zhao Bai's vision was still blurry and he couldn't see clearly what the boy looked like now.

But it was Dai Mubai, Zhao Bai guessed.

Dai Mubai is the only one who is similar in age to him and has blond hair that fits this characteristic.

Zhao Wuji looked at the boy in front of him. He was about meters tall, a head taller than him. He had broad shoulders and a handsome appearance with a bit of childishness. His long golden hair was spread down his back, and his hair was straight. Drop to shoulder level.

The most eye-catching thing is his eyes. Both eyes have double pupils, which are extremely evil. In the deep blue eyes, the gaze exudes a kind of coldness from deep inside.

"Are you here to take the fourth level exam?"

"Yes examiner, my twenty-fifth level soul power is exempted from the second and third level tests. The examiner asked me to come directly here to take the fourth level assessment."

His nose turned up slightly when he said this, which showed that he was very proud. He was indeed proud to have reached level with his soul power at the age of twelve.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This year was really good. He recruited two little monsters at once.

"My name is Zhao Wuji. You saw our battle just now, right? What I am assessing is your actual combat experience."

"Zhao Wuji? Fudo Mingwang?"

Dai Mubai lowered his head and thought for a moment, feeling that he had heard this name somewhere before. Suddenly, Dai Mubai suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Wuji in surprise, his pupils shrinking.

Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji was a strong man who broke out of the siege a few years ago when he was besieged by the sixteen bishops of Wuhun Palace. You must know that the bishops of Wuhun Palace are at least sixty-level soul emperor-level experts. Then Zhao Wuji at that time should also be in the Soul Emperor stage. How could such a strong man come to Shrek Academy to become a teacher?

"Since you know me, let's not talk nonsense. My assessment content is how long you can stick to a stick of incense under my hand. Of course, I will not use martial arts and soul skills."

Admit it!

The desire to fight that was burning in his heart was like being extinguished by a basin of cold water when he found out that the examiner was Queen Fudo. Dai Mubai felt a little sad in his heart. He stepped back slightly and said in a softer tone, "I've thought about it now." Come on, I don’t plan to join Shrek Academy, I’m leaving now.”

"Want to leave? It's not that easy. Is Shrek Academy a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

Zhao Wuji took out another cigarette from nowhere, lit it with his fingers, threw it, and inserted it into the ground in front of Zhao Bai.

Then Zhao Wuji held hands with each other, tore off the mask of gentleness, and walked towards Dai Mubai with a ferocious smile. He had just fought with Zhao Bai, and his hands were still hot now, so how could he let go of the sandbags presented to him.

Sure enough?

Dai Mubai took a deep breath. Since he could only fight, let's fight.

He thinks he is invincible among his peers, and he will never be worse than others. The tauren have passed the test, why can't I? My martial spirit is the king of beasts.

"Martial Soul, Possession."

In Zhao Bai's blurry eyes, Dai Mubai's whole body was covered with a layer of white light. With a tiger's roar, he rushed towards Zhao Wuji and attacked, and then was knocked back by Zhao Wuji's punch.

This time, Zhao Wuji was not like giving Zhao Bai time to breathe when he fought with Zhao Bai. This time he was unyielding and stepped heavily on the ground with his big foot, his body pressed into the white light figure. The white light figure had just squatted down from the ground. Without seeing the situation clearly, a huge fist was reflected in the four pupils, getting bigger and bigger.

Dai Mubai was different from Zhao Bai. Zhao Bai's martial spirit was a green bull. Although it was powerful and the leather was thick, its speed was seriously lacking, so he did not consider dodging Zhao Wuji's fist.

But Dai Mubai's martial spirit is that of a white tiger, which is very explosive. If he finds the right moment, he can dodge Zhao Wuji's attack. After Dai Mubai received two heavy punches again, he knew that he could not fight hard.

He no longer tried to catch Zhao Wuji's heavy punch. His eyes widened with four pupils, and he concentrated all his attention. He judged the direction of Zhao Wuji's punch. With the help of the explosive power of the White Tiger Spirit, he moved to the side when the fist came. He turned his head to avoid it, and used his legs to pull away from him.

Only when he really couldn't dodge, he would use his arms to resist.

Of course, no matter how bad he is at speed, Zhao Wuji's Soul Saint's soul power can explode faster than Dai Mubai. Therefore, Dai Mubai can only avoid Zhao Wuji's fists a few times. Think about it.

Zhao Wuji's fist was so powerful and heavy that even if he tried to block it with his arms, his arms would still be broken open by his fist, and his fist would still hit his face.

I don’t know if Zao Wuji really likes to be slapped in the face or if he took the wrong medicine today. Anyway, he just hits his face with his fists and doesn’t consider hitting other parts at all.

The last thing Zhao Bai saw was a foot of the white figure being caught by Zhao Wuji, playing wildly on the ground three or four times before being thrown away, bringing up a puff of smoke and dust, and sliding to Zhao Bai's feet with his face braked.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the cigarette next to him had just burned out, and the assessment was over.

Zhao Bai left the chair, walked to Dai Mubai, squatted down and helped him turn his body back to the front.

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