Douluo's God of Death is coming

The noisy sound at the entrance of the military camp also attracted the attention of many recruits.

After all, it wasn't just one or two people. From the training ground, it looked like there were dozens of people.

These people surrounded the entrance of the general camp and kept mumbling.

"What a lousy army, they actually let a child become an instructor!"

"Isn't this making fun of the army!?"

"Child's play, this is simply misleading people and delaying the country!"

"That's right. If something unexpected happens in the kingdom, what can the recruits trained by this little kid do? Can they run around calling their mother!?"

"Humph, whose child is it, and who is behind it!?"

"My children can't stay here anymore!"

"Yes, my children have to go too!"

The noisy crowd looked at the three Long family members who were talking to the side. Everyone estimated that the Long family couple should have been talking to Long Guyuan about leaving the army.

Of course, they also want their children to leave the boot camp immediately, which makes them lose face.

A group of recruits soon saw the parents at the door, including their own parents. Many of the recruits were a little blushing. After all, their parents were making trouble for no reason. They really felt that they were losing face.

Within a week, they deeply felt the changes in their bodies, so it was not like their parents said that the recruit camp was misleading their children.

After several people made reports, they rushed to the door of the barracks ahead of Xiao Di, trying to persuade his parents.

But what I got was indeed more lessons.

"What do you know, little kid!"

"That's right, do you know what strength is!"

"My strength has improved a lot in just one week. What do I think strength is? Is it Chinese cabbage? Just say it and you will have it!"

"If you don't learn from good things, what you learn will be messy!"

"Let's go home with me. Seriously, isn't it crazy enough to follow a nine-year-old child every day?"

"What kind of strength can this little baby have!"

Nangong Yi's parents looked at the fair and handsome Xiao Di on the stage and couldn't imagine how strong this kid could be.

Xiaodi has heard most of the people's conversations.

His brow suddenly wrinkled.

Because the few soul masters he has taken a fancy to are all boys from noble families, if these nobles really leave, like the boy from the Nangong family, it will be difficult for him to truly continue his journey to the soul fighting field.

The team he wants to prepare must be of the same standard as the previous royal team!

It would be better to have someone like the Shadow Team, but although the members of the Shadow Team are very strong and their tactics are in place, Xiao Di always feels that they are not like a team, but more like a group of killers!

Also, the members of the Shadow Team are all very old and have little potential.

So he had to solve the problem at hand, because the few noble boys left behind were all good in nature.

Also, Xiao Di always feels that there is some conspiracy behind this matter, otherwise why would his age be known to everyone in the city.

He rarely mentions his age to anyone!

It seems that in my memory it was only mentioned once in the palace of the general.

Now there are so many people standing up and asking for their own age. There must be a reason behind this.

But now that someone is coming to make trouble, Xiao Di can't let these people go. After all, they have found them at the door of his house. Is there any reason for him to avoid them?

In the past week, he had heard a lot of rumors about himself in the royal city. Most of them were talking about the nine-year-old instructor's background and that the recruit camp was a joke.

He didn't pay much attention to it, after all, people had the freedom to speak for themselves.

But now that everyone has found this place, he can no longer give up easily.

Xiaodi arrived at the gate of the camp again in a few steps.

Looking at the people who were being stopped by the guard, Xiao Di shouted loudly.

"If you doubt my ability to lead troops, I really have no way to prove myself immediately. But if any of you doubt my strength, I will stand here now and give you a chance to challenge!"

Xiao Di was still very polite, after all, he still wanted these people to stay.

"A boy who doesn't have all his hair yet dares to mention any strength here and is asking for trouble!"

"That's right, let's go up and challenge you! You're a nine-year-old little brat, I'm afraid I'll slap you to death!"

"I was a soul master when I was nine years old. Now I have suppressed my strength to that of a soul master. If you can beat me, I will not only apologize to you, but also compensate you with a thousand gold soul coins. How about that!"

Nangong Yi's father stood up. He was very confident that a nine-year-old soul master should be an elite among soul masters. After all, when Nangong Yi was nine years old, that is, two years ago, he was a thirteenth- and fourth-level soul master. Soul Master, now that he has suppressed his strength to just level , he will definitely be able to defeat a nine-year-old child.

And he is already in his thirties, with more than twenty years of combat experience.

So he is full of confidence.

"Dad, please stop making trouble here, I, I..."

Nangong Yi didn't know what to say. After all, the person in front of him was his respected father, but could a soul master beat the instructor! ?

Nangong Yi had seen Long Guyuan being brutally tortured. Long Guyuan was already a great soul master!

"Don't talk. It's okay. I won't be too harsh. Don't worry about you, a pretty face instructor!"

Nangong Yi's father looked confident and even eager to try. After all, he was followed by a large group of close friends who supported him.

"Lao Nan, come on, if he can defeat you, I will also apologize!"

"Yes, I will also compensate him with gold coins!"

"Hmph, educate this kid!"

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"Hmm..."

Nangong Yiyu was full of words.

"Don't worry, everyone! I will let him know what strength is!"

The middle-aged uncle said confidently.

Xiao Di looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. It would be too simple to resolve this matter with a fight. Xiao Di was still not good at dealing with these worldly things.

"Okay, come on!"

Xiao Di readily agreed.

"But you can use the power of a great soul master, because I am a great soul master with level soul power!"

Xiaodi still made a statement first.

"No, I will use the power of a soul master! Wait, you, you are a great soul master!!"

The middle-aged man immediately licked his lips.

"Twenty-eighth level great soul master!!"

"It's impossible for a nine-year-old great soul master. How could it be possible? How could a nine-year-old's soul power be at the twenty-eighth level!"

"Nine years old. When I was nine years old, my soul power was just at level fifteen!"

All parents immediately began to think about what level of soul power they and their children should have when they were nine years old.

Soon, they came to a conclusion—it was impossible for a nine-year-old to be a great soul master at the twenty-eighth level!

"Can we start now!?"

Xiao Di has already stood on the ring, and his martial spirit has been released first.

The dark sickle——

Sharp barb——

Blazing fireworks——

Thick black smoke——

"Pluto, isn't that the martial spirit of Hades!?"

A parent at the gate of the camp instantly recognized the appearance of the martial spirit. The two most popular news in the royal city are one about the nine-year-old recruit camp instructor, and the other about the undefeated myth of the Great Soul Fighting Arena—— Hades.