Douluo: Kizaru Douluo

The handsome young man on Xiao Wu's arm aroused everyone's anger. Just when everyone was gearing up to kill him, he stretched out his arms to stop everyone, frowned at the young man and asked, "Mistress?"

The young man smiled brightly when he heard Zhang Yang's tentative tone: "Zhang Yang, long time no see."

Hearing Zhang Yang's question, everyone was dumbfounded. The master next to him smiled happily and said, "Can't you recognize it? Haha, if Xiaosan hadn't looked for me before, I wouldn't have recognized him either."

"Teacher." Tang San's mood suddenly became excited, and he could no longer maintain the elegance in his body. He threw away Xiao Wu beside him, turned around and bowed deeply to the master.

The master supported Tang San's shoulders, and did not let him bow down. There was a smile on his stiff face, and the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. It seems that your strength has improved again .”

Looking at Tang San and the master acting like fathers and sons, Dai Mubai and others, still in disbelief, discussed the matter with Zhang Yang in a low voice.

"Zhang Yang, are you really sure he is the mistress?" Dai Mubai asked doubtfully.

Zhang Yang spread his hands after hearing this: "Actually, I'm not sure. The teacher described Xiaosan's appearance to me, but I haven't actually seen it. But Xiaowu is real, I can be sure of that."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? I can be sure whether Xiao Wu is real or not. I'm asking about Xiao San." Ma Hongjun curled his lips and said.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for a few years. Fatty, you suddenly danced a lot. Do you need to take care of yourself?"

Even with the master as a guarantee, everyone was still reluctant to believe that this handsome guy could be Tang San, so even though everyone sat down one after another, the suspicious eyes were still looking back and forth on Tang San.

Sensing everyone's doubts, Tang San said helplessly: "Okay, don't look at me like that anymore. Just tell me how you want me to prove my identity."

"Eight Spider Spears."

"Twin Martial Souls."

"The fourth ring of ten thousand years."

"..."

Everyone expressed their opinions, but without exception, they all asked Tang San to show those unique labels that were unique to Tang San and that no one else could imitate.

Tang San nodded: "Then I will come one by one. The twin martial spirits first."

As he spoke, Tang San's soul power surged, and a black forging hammer appeared in his left hand, although it was not big, but it exuded a thick aura from the inside out.

At the same time, a sapphire-like bluesilver grass appeared in his right hand, with five soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black and black slowly beating on it.

The Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass appeared at the same time, coupled with the fourth ring of ten thousand years, Tang San's identity could finally be confirmed.

"How is it? Everyone, now you can believe that I am indeed Tang San." Tang San smiled elegantly.

Yuexuan's aristocratic etiquette course is really not enough. Tang San, who grew up in the village, now also behaves like an elegant aristocrat.

Dai Mubai and others now truly believed that this handsome young man with blue hair was Tang San.

Appreciating such a wonderful scene, the smile on Xiao Wu's face next to her never stopped.

"I'm sure, it's just that, mistress, why have you changed so much?" Ma Hongjun nodded and said doubtfully: "I'm very curious, how can I become more handsome? Then I can find a beautiful female soul master. Be a wife.”

Dai Mubai smiled and said: "Didn't you want to pursue Jiangzhu back then? Why? People ignore you?"

Ma Hongjun said with a bitter face: "After she knew my real age, she ignored me. Is it wrong to be young?"

Seeing his deliberate appearance and the fat mass on his face, everyone couldn't help laughing.

The master was sitting next to Tang San, "Xiao San, tell us about your experience. I also wanted to know after we had a quick meeting last time."

Tang San smiled, put away his martial spirit, and told everyone everything he had experienced in the past five years.

Starting from being taken away by his father, he then experienced the tempering in the Killing City, the training of Yue Xuan, and later returned to the sect to recognize his ancestors.

Among them, Tang San didn't even hide his mother's identity and told everyone with a calm expression.

After all, the people in the room are all people Tang San truly trusts, people who can give his back.

Listening to Tang San's calm description, everyone felt a thrilling feeling in their hearts.

Even Dai Mubai, who was submerged in the power struggle all day long, couldn't help but marvel at the danger he encountered and the impact on his heart.Everything Tang San has experienced is clearly above him.

Although this was not the first time she heard Tang San talk about the past, Xiao Wu still held Tang San's hand with some distress, trying to make him understand that she was by his side.

After listening to Tang San explain the process of the second awakening of the Blue Silver Grass, everyone believed that the handsome young man in front of them was the original Thousand-Handed Shura.

"...I have been recognized by the sect for the time being. The uncle of the sect leader asked me to return to the sect after becoming a Contra and teach me the true abilities of the Haotian Sect. My main soul skill now is Blue Silver Grass, which is not suitable for cultivating the sect. Some of the door’s self-created skills.”

After listening to Tang San's words, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were a little red. Women are emotional after all. Even Zhu Zhuqing, who is as cold as an iceberg, is still a woman and has a soft heart.

After a brief silence, the master sighed and said: "Let the past go by. Everything must be moved forward."

"If my guess is correct, the three requirements put forward by the elders of Haotian Sect are actually a test for you. Your talent should have conquered them. These three conditions will test your three abilities respectively. "

"Cultivating to level at the age of thirty is a test of your perseverance."

"Killing a Soul Hall Titled Douluo and obtaining a hundred thousand year soul ring will test your courage and wisdom."

"It seems that they are paving the way for the follow-up of the Haotian Sect. If my guess is correct, as long as you can complete their three conditions, it will be the time when the Haotian Sect will come back to the world."

Tang San nodded, he thought so too.

Flender chuckled and said: "Let's not talk about this for now. Why are there still ten years? What is impossible for others to accomplish may not be a problem in front of Xiao San. By the way, you little monsters are all powerful. how's it going?"

With that said, Flanders patted Ma Hongjun, who was like a ball next to him: "Fat man, you haven't come back to see me in five years. After five years of having fun, what level has your soul power reached?"

Ma Hongjun felt aggrieved when he heard this: "Teacher, you have wrongly blamed me. After I got rid of the side effects of the evil fire, I have been practicing hard. Although I am not as good as Boss Dai, I am still a level 57 soul king." Yes, it’s already pretty good.”

"Let me tell you, what you really need to care about is Xiao Ao. His current soul power is just level 56, which is lower than mine. You also know that Xiao Ao's talent is there, but he is just too lazy. .You have to talk to him nicely."

Oscar next to him heard Ma Hongjun say this, and his eyebrows almost stood up: "Damn, Fatty, you actually have the nerve to compete with me, a food-type soul master, in cultivation speed? Principal, you have to take good care of Fatty, go out and travel here. For five years, I have done nothing but made enemies with other soul masters every day. Over the past few years, my knowledge has not increased much, and there are enemies everywhere."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar were quarreling back and forth over there, but a hint of surprise flashed in Flender's eyes.

You must know that Ma Hongjun is only twenty years old, and he has reached level at this age. Moreover, he still possesses the top-grade martial soul Fire Phoenix, plus a flame right arm soul bone that he has already obtained.

Among the younger generation, he definitely deserves to be the word outstanding.

"What about you?" Flanders looked at the other people.

Dai Mubai said: "I'm about to advance to level . Zhuqing has just passed level and got the sixth soul ring. I looked at Xiaosan just now and it seems that she is approaching level ."

Tang San nodded, "I am now at the peak of level 62, and I should be able to break through quickly. Xiao Wu is faster than me, and is already at level ."

Flanders, Master, Liu Erlong, and Zhao Wuji, the four senior leaders of Shrek Academy looked at each other.

"Pervert, monster." Almost the same words came out of the four mouths.

Although there is Zhang Yang Zhuyu in front, Zhang Yang's cultivation speed is obviously not normal. After learning the reason, there will be a subconscious idea that "he is relying on external forces" regarding his soul power level. Correspondingly, The shock will subside a little.

In comparison, Tang San and others had achieved the Soul Emperor level step by step without any compromise. No wonder everyone was so shocked.

Of course, everyone had gorgeously ignored the top-grade fairy grass that Tang San gave them.

After the six people introduced their cultivation situation, they turned their attention to Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong who had been silent.

"Zhang Yang, where are you and Rongrong?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Hearing Xiao Wu's question, the master and others who knew Zhang Yang's background showed a meaningful expression on their faces.

"I'm about the same as Fatty now, I've reached level 57. As for Zhang Yang..." Ning Rongrong said this, and glanced at Zhang Yang beside him unconsciously: "You say what I say?"

"I'll do it." Zhang Yang smiled.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang again.

"As for me, he is now level 77, a seven-ringed fighting soul saint."

As soon as Zhang Yang said this, there was an uproar in the room.