Begin fishing and become a god from Douluo

"Who are you? Why are you coming to Shrek Academy so late at night!"

Zhao Wuji frowned and spoke solemnly.

The tall man in a cloak not far in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The man stood there quietly, but even so, it gave him the feeling of standing tall on a mountain.

"Let me ask you, is your name Zhao Wuji?"

The man's tone was silent and he asked again.

"Yes, I am Zhao Wuji! Who are you? Come here..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji felt his eyes blurred, and a fist had already hit him on the bridge of his nose!

"what--"

With a scream, Zhao Wuji flew out like a cannonball, breaking seven or eight trees as thick as a bowl, and then fell to the ground in disgrace.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's nose had been broken by the man, and two streaks of nosebleeds poured down, soaking the clothes on his chest and staining the ground in front of him red.

"you……"

boom!boom!

The man didn't give Zhao Wuji any chance to breathe. He lifted the latter up like a duck, raised his hand and made a fist, and punched him twice in the stomach.

People don't talk much.

It is strange to say that the strength of Zhao Wuji's seventy-sixth level fighting spirit saint can't make any ripples in the hands of the man. Every time before the spirit can be released, it is interrupted by the man's punch, followed immediately by a punch. He was beaten until he was beaten to pieces.

"Goose (me)...Li (you)...swollen (how)..."

In just a few minutes, Zhao Wuji was beaten into a pig's head by the man in the cloak, his front teeth fell out, and he was breathing heavily.

"Well, I'm almost disfigured this time."

Finally, the man in the cloak stopped, looked down at Zhao Wuji who had lost his human appearance with great satisfaction, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Little bird over there, you came here a long time ago, right? Don't you plan to save your companions?"

The man turned his head and looked deep into the trees beside him, and said calmly.

"Uh...ahem, hahaha, how could it be? He must have brought it upon himself. He did something he shouldn't have done. He deserves a beating! He deserves a beating!"

"Fernando, Lee... (Flanders, you...)"

Zhao Wuji was so angry that he almost lost his temper. He was a comrade who had promised to live together through life and death, but he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to let out a single word after being spoken to!

"Shut up, you."

Flanders quietly winked at Zhao Wuji, who was rolling on the ground and unable to get up. Then he turned back to look at the man in front of him and said with a smile on his face: "Flanders, I am the dean of Shrek Academy. If our college has offended me before, I hope you will not forget the faults of others and forgive me. If it doesn't work, you can even beat me up. It's just that running a college is not easy, so please don't involve the children in the college. "

"That's unnecessary."

The man in the cloak said calmly: "On the contrary, this person named Zhao makes people unhappy without beating him."

"What the hell is going on here?"

Flanders had a puzzled look on his face, but this time he understood clearly. From the beginning to the end, it was Zao Wuji who was the one who stabbed Lou Zi.

"It's not a big deal. If you beat the younger one, of course the older one will come out and express his gratitude."

"Hit the little one? Flanders, did you..."

"No, geese... geese are the ones... they were beaten so badly!!!"

Zhao Wuji wanted to cry but had no tears. Why did he hit the young and old to show off?

I was obviously beaten by the younger one, and I had to be rubbed by the older one!

Is there any reason for this?

The key is... he can't defend himself yet, otherwise, who knows if he will be beaten severely again?

I don’t think I was so aggrieved when I was chased by Wuhun Palace!

But... which one is he talking about?

Xiao Wu? Zhu Zhuqing? Tang San? Or Ye Xuan?

Zhao Wuji was miserable now. He felt like he had a hundred thousand reasons in his heart. It was okay to be beaten. The key was that he didn’t even know the reason for being beaten!

This is the most uncomfortable thing!

brush!

At this moment, a sword light fell from the sky, and immediately after, a white-haired man wearing a blue sword robe fell into the field.

"Long time no see, Haotian Douluo."

The white-haired man looked directly at the cloaked man and said softly.

"Jian Chen Xin? I didn't expect you to be here. Do you want to draw your sword to help when the road is rough?"

The man in the cloak frowned slightly, raised his right arm, and a black sledgehammer full of domineering aura slowly took shape in his hand. The strong air flow blew the surrounding trees to a roar, and the cloak was raised, revealing the hidden underneath. Strong face.

At the same time, nine soul rings appeared one by one.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

"Ten...hundred thousand year soul ring!?"

Flanders and Zhao Wuji froze as if they had been electrocuted.

Even the calm eyes of Sword Douluo on the side were completely replaced by shock!

Even he has never seen a hundred thousand year soul ring.

"You misunderstood. I came here just to protect Rongrong. I will not interfere in Shrek's affairs."

"That's it. It seems to be a misunderstanding."

Tang Hao was startled when he heard this, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he put away his martial spirit.

"..."

Sword Douluo naturally caught the flash of disappointment in Tang Hao's eyes, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth twitched slightly.

"In this case, I happen to be going to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, let's go together."

"I'm afraid not. You also know what Wuhun Palace did before. I need to stay here to protect Rongrong's safety."

Sword Douluo frowned.

"It's not necessary."

Tang Hao waved his hand and took out a sign from his body.

"This is... a papal decree!"

Sword Douluo's eyes narrowed.

"That's right, leave this thing to Shrek, the people in Wuhun Palace don't dare to act rashly."

Holding a Papal Bull, it is as if the Pope is here in person!

"This……"

Sword Douluo frowned and hesitated.

Although there is a papal order, we are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If the group of people from Wuhun Palace are to surround and kill them regardless of the cost, then the existence of the papal order will be in vain!

"Don't worry, I think you should know very well who Wuhundian wants to eat more than dealing with a little girl, right?"

Tang Hao said: "With only Bone Douluo left by Ning Fengzhi's side, are you sure it's safe?"

"!!!"

Sword Douluo was shocked when he heard this and suddenly came to his senses.

Compared to Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi, as the leader of a sect, is obviously what Wuhun Palace is more willing to get!

"It seems that you have noticed something. This is not a suitable place to talk. I will go back and explain and go with you."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Tang Hao nodded, waited until Sword Douluo left, then glanced at Zhao Wuji on the ground, and said: "Although the attack is a bit harsh, your meridians have been dredged by me, which is a good thing for your cultivation. .While I’m away, help me take good care of Xiaosan and Xiaoxuan, otherwise..."