Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Imperial people, come out to wash the floor!" Madara looked at the trembling figures huddled in a ball at the corner of the street, shouted in a half-hearted tone, and then returned without looking back, carrying his sickle and fan. Arrived at the hospital.

Madara pushed open the door, and everyone in Shrek was waiting for his return in the house. Seeing that Madara was intact, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Flanders looked at Madara up and down and asked first.

"It's just a bunch of minions! Is anyone going to overeat for dessert?" Madara said without asking, and everyone could feel the soaring arrogance in his words.

"Brother! Thank you!" Tang San looked at his brother sincerely and said these words with great gratitude.

Madara seemed to have returned to his childhood, patting Tang San's shoulder affectionately and responding domineeringly: "There is no need for us brothers to be like this! I have long said that my brother cannot move even if he is a god!"

"I've long since become a show-off to those guys! If you hadn't stopped me!" Liu Erlong didn't know why, but after the master left, he looked unusually irritable and said.

"Alright, Erlong! Madara is taking action to preserve our strength! Before Xiaogang sends the news, Xiaosan is in more danger than just the immediate one!" Flanders dissuaded with some helplessness.

To be honest, if Madara were to attack with all his strength, Shrek's current teachers combined wouldn't be enough for Madara to fight with one hand!

Therefore, for the task of repelling the incoming enemies, Madara stood up without hesitation. Even if there were objections from other teachers, Madara later showed his strength to stabilize them and made them shut up.

Madara did not reveal his Susanoo when fighting against the Night Demon Contra. Firstly, because the Night Demon just now was at the bottom even among the Contras. Secondly, it was to prepare for the tragic events that followed. Keep one more trump card to defeat the enemy in the battle.

"Great! With Brother Ban here, those guys are really wishful thinking in wanting to kill Third Brother!" Ning Rongrong said with great joy.

Oscar, Ma Hongjun and others also nodded in agreement.Only a few students with backgrounds such as Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and Tai Long frowned slightly, occasionally showing a hint of worry in their expressions.

They all know how terrifying the secrets of Wuhun Palace, which is the overlord of the entire continent, are?Just a test can send a Contra, and Madara's combat power can still block it now, but what if it is a stronger Contra, or even a titled Douluo?

"Okay! You should go back to your respective rooms first! It should be fine tonight!" Flanders ordered to many students.

Just when the students dispersed and went back to sleep, Tang San was very unexpectedly stopped by Madara, and together they came to Madara's room.

Tang San looked at the very simple layout of the room, which was empty except for lamps and toiletries. There was even a light layer of dust on some cabinets.

This kind of arrangement is not to mention the mountains of things that Tang San and the others had when they went to help the girls move things. Even the boys' dormitory is far behind in comparison. After all, there are some snacks and other things with the fat man here.

And when Madara has been here for a month, the room is still horribly streamlined, because he doesn't have any extra time to stay in the room and daze, but spends more energy on exercising and cultivating his soul power. Except for the bed, almost everything else is Untouched.

It is precisely because of this ascetic practice that Madara's strength has also increased. All these are no pains and no gains.

Tang San withdrew his scrutinizing gaze. Seeing such a difficult environment, the pride he originally thought he had worked hard turned into shame, but his tone remained modest: "Brother! What do you want from me?"

"Xiaosan, now you have exposed your second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer! What you will face in the future will be stormy waves, you must be mentally prepared for this!" Madara sat on the chair, his waist as straight as a green pine. , warned Tang San seriously.

"It was me who caused trouble for everyone!" At this time, Tang San also felt a trace of regret for the consequences of his previous enthusiasm, and he lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"No! This will come sooner or later! Instead of worrying and regretting here, it is better to strengthen your own strength! Only strength is eternal in this world!" Madara patted Tang San on the shoulder, not blaming him but comforting him. road.

"Brother! Do you have any way to become stronger?" Tang San was so smart that he could figure out what he meant just from Madara's tone. His purple eyes were filled with desire for power.

"Mistress, do you believe there is a god in this world?" Madara asked casually as he left his seat and walked slowly to the window to look at the bright moon.

God?

Madara's unintentional words seemed to turn on the switch of Tang San's memory. It was already a little blurry, and the memories of his past life flashed through his mind one by one like a tide.

In Madara's eyes, Tang San seemed to have fallen into deep contemplation because of his words at this moment.

Thinking of his bizarre time-travel experience, Tang San took a deep breath, raised his head and replied, "I believe it!"

Ban nodded with some satisfaction, and then began to explain in detail to Tang San: "That's right! There are indeed gods in this world! And you can become a god by passing their assessment! Only through this method , your strength can grow rapidly!"

Tang San's thoughts were so meticulous. When he heard Madara's words, his eyes widened in disbelief and stared at his brother. He was extremely surprised and said: "Could it be that? Brother, you!"

"I have obtained the inheritance of a god! It seems to be called God Shura! After this competition, I will search for these places where gods are tested! There will definitely be one that suits you!" Spot nodded and said naturally, It seemed that it was easy for him to search for the places where God's assessments existed.

However, only Tang San knew how dangerous the assessment place left by those powerful men called gods would be?

However, his brother was willing to risk many dangers for him without hesitation, and also wanted to find a way for him to continue to become stronger. How could this not move Tang San?

"Brother!" Tang San's eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of purple mist, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse as he shouted.

Growing up, his father only stayed with him for a few years and was extremely irresponsible. Only his brother Madara was willing to travel thousands of miles to come to Shrek Academy.

Madara's dream is to become a strong man and even escape the scenery of the entire continent, but because of his incompetent brother, he can only stay dormant in Shrek Academy temporarily. Tang San knows all this!

Tang San himself once secretly swore that he must become stronger as soon as possible and stop holding his brother back!

Tang San also had the feeling that once he grew wings that could fly freely, Madara would also chase his dreams and leave him, which made him feel extremely contradictory!

"Go back and have a good rest! Don't affect your condition for the competition! Leave the rest to me and your teacher!" Ban lightly punched Tang San's strong chest and laughed as if he was not burdened at all.

However, Tang San, who was at peace at this time, knew deeply that there had already been a storm outside because he was the son of Haotian Douluo, but Master Banhe was able to bear the storm for him.

"Brother! I finally understand why you are so eager for power!"