Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Mistress, Ban, long time no see!" Ning Fengzhi greeted the two of them with a seemingly elegant and easy-going smile on his face.

"Uncle Ning, long time no see!" Tang San had always regarded Ning Fengzhi as an elder, and he responded respectfully.

Ban just nodded lightly, but it was the biggest response he could give. Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi knew Ban's character and didn't care about these false gifts.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with wisdom as he said: "The fact that you are still safe and sound here means that the man from Wuhun Hall should have let you go! Thanks to the master!"

"Oh?" Ning Fengzhi's words instantly aroused Madara's curiosity.Because he only knew that the master had a solution, but he didn't expect that he would actually come to Wuhun City.

"This can be considered an old story! It's better for you juniors not to know!" Ning Fengzhi just smiled and had no intention of explaining to them.

Soon, the holy land of Wuhun Hall appeared in front of everyone. The thick and solid city wall was towering, and you could feel the dignified momentum just by looking at it from a distance.

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe needed to meet the Pope specifically because of their status, so they separated from Shrek Academy outside the city gate.

Before saying goodbye, Xue Qinghe rode past Madara. He glanced at Madara with evil intentions and said with some schadenfreude: "When you enter Wuhun City, you have to be careful!" Don't get killed!

"What does it have to do with you?!" Madara glanced at him lightly and said in a calm tone.

It’s this feeling of looking down upon others again!

The deep castle that Xue Qinghe had cultivated over the past ten years seemed to have completely failed in front of Madara. Just a casual word could make him break through the defense.

"I'm not as knowledgeable as a rogue!" Qian Renxue kept repeating to herself in her mind before she suppressed the urge to beat Ban Fatty, although she couldn't.

Xue Qinghe and Dugu Bo entered the city first and received a grand ceremonial reception. They were soon respectfully invited to the Pope's Palace by those who came to greet them.

Madara took advantage of this moment to take a closer look. This was the home of the continent's overlord, the Spirit Hall. The soldiers in heavy armor standing on the city wall, and the fluctuations of their soul power all over their bodies, all showed that they were powerful soul masters. , they were treated politely everywhere before this holy city, they were just minions. People were coming and going in front of the neat streets, and from time to time a Soul Emperor Soul Bible exuding powerful fluctuations passed by, as if it was like being here. Like Chinese cabbage.

How powerful!Even the two empires combined may not be able to defeat this Wuhun City!

Madara couldn't help but lament in his heart how terrifying this power that had stood at the top of the continent for hundreds of thousands of years had.

At this moment, a familiar thin and thin figure slowly walked towards the college team. When the Wuhun Palace guard who was originally blocking the college team saw the person coming, they clenched their fists and lightly hammered their chests to salute and then let him in.

The master showed a rare smile on that cold face: "I knew you would be able to escort Tang San here intact!"

Madara knew that the master was speaking to him, so he spread his hands and asked, "Am I still unable to fulfill my promise?"

How difficult and dangerous Ban's journey is, Yu Xiaogang knows without asking!Yu Xiaogang spent a lot of energy to get Wuhundian to show his favor, and Ban naturally knew it, but neither of them said or asked. They both knew it tacitly because of Tang San.

The relationship between Ban and the master is not so much that of a mentor and a student, but rather that of a lifelong friend like Tang San and Dugu Bo!

"Teacher/Xiao Gang!" Everyone who noticed Shrek's arrival, whether they were students or tutors, shouted in surprise.

"Master!" Mumu, who had been huddled behind Yu Xiaogang, suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Madara without saying a word.

Madara's conditioned reflex was to kick, and then Mumu was so frightened that an iron bridge passed in front of him.

"Yes, he has great abilities!" Ban immediately pretended to be taking the exam, nodded seriously, and then looked at Yu Xiaogang with a searching look, wanting to ask why this little guy is here?

Why did you bring him here? Don't you know how dangerous it is?

"This kid Mumu insists on making noise to watch the game, why don't you let him follow you?" the master replied with a straight face and confidence.

The master had already estimated how dangerous Madara's journey would be, but he was still extremely shocked after hearing the news. There were many named Douluo from the entire continent who wanted to get involved. It was really too dangerous to throw Mumu onto the field. !

This kid Mumu has a stubborn temper. If the master refuses, he will definitely follow the college army secretly. In that case, he might as well follow himself!

Mumu blinked innocently, feeling that his master seemed to be a bit alarmist. It was obviously just the master who took him all the way to enjoy the mountains and rivers. Then he entered the main hall and everyone nodded and bowed. In the end, the master and an aunt named Pope Chatted.

That aunt was so gentle. When she heard her calling her Master Yu Xiaogang, she also gave her super delicious snacks. It wasn’t dangerous at all!

In Madara's mind, the master should have gone through all kinds of hardships in his life before he could meet the person in charge of the Wuhun Palace. He had to spend countless weeks and even risk his life in exchange for Tang San's life.

"Xiao San, this game is really difficult for you!" After the master nodded to them one by one, he looked at Tang San who was like his own child and said apologetically.

"No! Even if it weren't for you, I would still come!" Tang San quickly shook his head and said with extremely sincere eyes: "After all, this is a training for me!"

"You'd better take a look at her!" Madara raised his chin toward the back and said, "Since you left, her spirit has been very wrong!"

"Yes! I'll go over and have a look!" The master looked at the beautiful figure at the end of the Shrek Academy team who deliberately turned his back to him, shook his head and laughed.

Soon the people in the academy were led into Wuhun City by the responsible personnel. The specially arranged residence for them was not as important as expected.There is no way, the Wuhundian family has a big business, and several Contras have to squat down when they come, let alone these young boys.

However, before everyone in Shrek Academy could settle down, a group of Spirit Hall guards arrived. The leader saluted and asked, "Which little brother is Madara? His Majesty the Pope invites you!"

For a moment, everyone in each academy had different expressions, but everyone looked at Madara with awe in their eyes. It is everyone's instinct to fear the strong.

Perhaps the original intention of this competition was to make a name for the younger generation, but no matter who achieved the results in this competition, they all seemed eclipsed by Madara's peerless combat power before.

The winner of this competition may not necessarily be remembered, but the young man who dares to face the Titled Douluo and repel it will have a place for him on the entire continent.

The champion of the mainland is like the prince crossing the river,

"Be careful!" the master reminded Madara in a low voice without leaving any trace.

"The Pope? I want to see who it is!" Madara followed without hesitation, but there was a faint expectation in his heart.