Douluo's arrogance

In the room, as Zhao Bai began to snore, everyone consciously lowered their voices.

"It seems that this kid was really tired, so he fell asleep not long after he sat down." Zhao Wuji said in a soft voice, which looked weird despite his rough appearance.

"With so much blood, it's better to just be a little tired. It's a good thing that his body is strong. If it were someone else, he might have laid down and never stand up again."

Flanders' face, which usually had a treacherous expression, now looked kind. "Thanks to Zhao Bai, I was able to win this soul battle today. Go back and buy him some precious medicinal materials to replenish his health."

Flanders' unshakable character has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When these words came out of his mouth, everyone was stunned. Without exception, they all stared at him dumbfounded, rubbing their ears, wondering if they heard wrong.

Except for Zhao Chanjuan, who was still young and loved sleeping. At this time, she had fallen asleep on Zhao Bai's thigh, and her saliva left a wet mark on Zhao Bai's pants.

Flanders was annoyed by the attitude shown by everyone. He reached out and patted his direct disciple Ma Hongjun on the head, pretending to be angry and said: "It's okay if others don't believe me. Ma Hongjun, as my disciple, why do you even doubt me as a master?" "

Ma Hongjun lowered his head and smiled, not daring to speak.

Flanders sighed and said: "I love money as much as my life, and I care about everything, but isn't this to maintain the normal operation of the academy? Let me ask you, during the first stage of Xiaogang's training, how did I treat you badly? The big fish and meat you eat and the precious medicinal baths you take are all paid for by me. But you secretly call me a miser and a philistine. I feel so sad."

Tang San and others were stunned for a moment, then lowered their heads and thought, it was indeed the case, and couldn't help but feel guilty. They hurriedly and solemnly apologized to Flanders: "Sorry, Dean, we misunderstood you."

The master looked at Ferrand directing and acting with disdain: If I hadn't forced you, how could you have spent such a large sum of money all at once? The way you looked distressed at that time was not as sanctimonious as what you say now.

"Hey, you are the last batch of students in the academy. The academy will be closed after you graduate. From now on, I don't need to work hard to collect money. I am alone and don't need too much property, so why not use it to support me? Take a moment for you."

Flanders turned his back and walked to the huge crystal window, looking up at the star-studded night sky. His back looked particularly lonely. He originally wanted to restore everyone's impression of him, but as he spoke, he fell into it.

For a moment, everyone didn't know how to comfort Flanders. Flanders had put all his efforts into Shrek Academy, and his feelings for the academy were deeper than everyone present combined.

Zhao Wuji walked to Flanders and said seriously: "Boss, no matter what you do in the future, I will follow you."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I know you are tired too. Let's go back to the hotel. The sofa is not as comfortable as the bed. Wuji, go and carry Zhao Bai." Flanders waved his hand, his face returned to calm, and he couldn't see A little lonely, but still a little solemn.

Xiao Wu picked up Zhao Chanjuan, and Zhao Wuji carried Zhao Bai on his back. The group was about to return to the hotel. At this moment, there was a sudden "tuk tuk tuk" knock on the door, followed by a slightly younger voice. into their ears:

"Dean Flanders, Vice President Zhao Wuji, and student Qin Ming pay their respects."

When Flanders heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and his expression became much more relaxed. He laughed and said, "Here, let me introduce you to the senior."

............

The seven members of the Royal Dou Sentai were walking in a dull atmosphere. Just as they were about to return to the hotel, the master suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

"Tianheng. Do you still recognize me?"

Through the moonlight, Yu Tianheng could clearly see the face of the visitor. He hesitated for a moment, "You, you are Uncle Xiaogang? Why are you here?"

The master walked up to Yu Tianheng and stood still, "Let's chat alone."

Yu Tianheng nodded quickly and waved his hand to signal his teammates to leave first. When the Royal Dou Squadron and others heard that this man was Yu Tianheng's uncle, they naturally walked back to the hotel without saying anything more.

The master looked at Yu Tianheng with a nostalgic look, as if recalling his childhood life in the family, and said: "Xiao Heng, long time no see. In the blink of an eye, you have grown so tall."

Yu Tianheng's eyes were slightly red and he said: "Uncle, please come home with me. In fact, grandpa has always been thinking about you. Dad, too."

"Stop talking." The master's eyes returned to normal and he said decisively.

"Can..."

Yu Tianheng wanted to say something else, but the master didn't give him a chance to continue. He quickly changed to another topic and said, "I watched your game just now."

He was afraid that after listening to Yu Tianheng's words, he would desperately return to the place that made him sad and reassured him, but he knew very well that before he made some achievements, he could not go back, even if his father Even if he is the clan leader, he cannot change the clan rules.

Moreover, except for a few people, the vast majority of the clan will definitely not agree to his return to the family, lest he, a waste, tarnish the glory of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

"Uncle, don't worry. If I have another chance next time, I will never lose to them again." Yu Tianheng said this with some unconfidence. He thought of that arrogant figure again. In front of that person, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex The pride is just a ridiculous whitewash.

"You will have a chance. Because I am the leader of the Shrek Seven Monsters team."

"what?"

The master smiled slightly and said: "It's strange, isn't it? Yes, my own strength is not strong, but it doesn't mean that I can't teach good disciples. Shrek can't say that they are all my disciples, but now I am Their instructor, I have one and only one direct disciple. One day, I will let the world know that although I, Yu Xiaogang, am a waste, I can teach an unparalleled genius."

"Who? Could it be..."

The master saw what Yu Tianheng was thinking, shook his head and said, "It's not Zhao Bai, it's Shrek's control soul master, Tang San."

"That Blue Silver Grass spirit master?" Yu Tianheng disagreed in his heart. He didn't have a deep impression of Tang San. In that spirit battle, Tang San was like an invisible man and his performance was mediocre.

"The mistress has just turned thirteen."

This simple sentence stirred up thousands of waves in Yu Tianheng's heart, and he said in disbelief: "If I remember correctly, his soul power is level and he is only thirteen years old? How is this possible?"

"That's the truth, Xiao Heng, when did I lie to you?"

"What about...the cow?"

Master is speechless. All the love I said earlier is in vain. Do you only have Zhao Bai in your heart?

"He is three years older than Tang San. He is fifteen years old this year. His soul power is the same as yours, level thirty-nine."

Yu Tianheng's face turned green and white for a while, and finally he lowered his head as if accepting his fate, and seemed to have lost all his energy.

The master took a deep look at Yu Tianheng. He didn't come here to undermine Yu Tianheng's confidence. Unfortunately, it backfired. He patted Yu Tianheng on the shoulder and turned around and walked into the darkness.

"Uncle, can you teach me too?" Yu Tianheng took a step after him.

The master stopped and did not look back: "Tianheng, the people in the family will not let me teach you. If you really want to become a great soul master, then you should aim to be my apprentice. If one day If you can surpass him, then you must have reached the pinnacle of soul masters."

"Huh? Why not target Zhao Bai?" Yu Tianheng admitted that Tang San's cultivation talent was very strong, but the martial spirit is blue silver grass after all. No matter how it mutates, it is just blue silver grass. Depending on the level of soul power, With the improvement, the indigo grass will only become less and less. Is it really worth chasing after it? .

"If you want to lead your team to the final victory, you should not underestimate any opponent. Moreover, Xiao San is stronger than Zhao Bai." After saying this, the master stopped staying and turned around.

Three months ago, Tang San and Zhao Bai were tied, and that was just because he stopped it in time. In terms of a protracted battle, Tang San's soul power would definitely be exhausted first, but if he added the Eight Spider Spears with attached soul bones, Not necessarily.

Not only is the Eight Spider Spear extremely sharp, it is easy to cut through Zhao Bai's skin, but it is definitely not difficult. It also has a poison that is more powerful than the green-scaled snake venom. Once it gets a little bit of it, Zhao Bai will have no chance of winning. .

This doesn't even count the hidden weapons that Tang San made by himself. Even though he looked down on these foreign objects, he had to admit that those gadgets were extremely powerful.

Yu Tianheng stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time. It was not until Dugu Yan came back that he woke up from his daze.