Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

Everyone who was still awake on the field laughed when they looked at the mess on the ground.

Tang San also had a smile on his face, but then he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed again, "Zhang Wu seems to have never used soul skills from beginning to end, and we haven't seen what his soul ring is like."

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Everyone's laughter stopped suddenly.

"This can't be true." Dai Mubai thought about it, and it seemed that it was really the case.

"And his retainer, named Woz, doesn't seem to have displayed his soul ring either."

The more Zhao Wuji listened, the more something was wrong. The co-author had not shown his true skills yet.

"What about the other boy?" Zhao Wuji thought, he couldn't be another one who hides his clumsiness.

"Is that so? Yao Chuhao is a food-type soul master. Whether he uses soul skills or not does not matter at all." The person who spoke this time was Oscar. His face was ragged and covered with dust. Only a pair of peach blossom eyes were exposed. It looked like It's extremely funny, Yao Chuhao is wearing a rickety body.

"Hehehe" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and smiled sweetly when she saw Oscar like this.

Oscar's eyes sparkled when he saw Ning Rongrong, "This girl is destined for me"

"Oscar" Zhao Wuji roared.

"Come on, come on," Oscar said smartly, and then smiled bitterly. It was too difficult for him to be in such a miserable condition and to be responsible for everyone's recovery. In desperation, I had no choice but to chant a spell.

"I have a big sausage"

"I have a small sausage"

Although Oscar's voice is very quiet, who here is not a hearing person?

Oscar originally looked very vulgar without shaving, but after reciting this mantra, he looked even more vulgar.

Ning Rongrong scolded in a low voice: "Pervert"

Oscar's eyes turned to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression turned cold, he closed his eyes directly, supported Zhang Wu, and ignored Oscar at all.

But Oscar doesn't feel embarrassed either. Anyway, he has received many looks like this since he was a child. If he ignored them one by one, wouldn't he be tired to death?

Zao Wuji took the sausage from Oscar and after eating it, he felt that his condition was much better and his physical strength had recovered a little. But he was a Soul Saint after all, so the injuries he received were not very serious.

"Okay, let's take your classmates to the dormitory and stay there first. Zhang and Wu were not injured, but were knocked unconscious by the air wave." After that, he turned around and left.

The remaining people looked at the wounded and were speechless.

After a long time, Dai Mubai said: "Today's fight was interesting. Basically, the army was wiped out, and there were only a few good ones. Let's settle everyone down first."

So Dai Mubai held Woz in his hands, Zhu Zhuqing supported Zhang Wu, Tang San held Xiao Wu in his arms, and two assistants, Oscar and Ning Rongrong, supported the other assistant, and the group headed towards the dormitory area in a mighty manner.

When Zhang Wu woke up from his coma, the sky had darkened and a bright crescent moon was already hanging on the horizon.

Opening his somewhat confused eyes, he held his head and slowly sat up from the bed, "I've had enough fighting today. Although I didn't suffer any major damage, my shortcomings have been exposed, that is, I overestimate myself." I thought I could defeat Zhao Wuji with the strength of the three of them, but what happened?"

Although Zhang Wu doesn't know, he can definitely guarantee that Zhao Wuji is fine now.

But think about it, Lao Zhao is an extremely outstanding being even among the soul saints. He has an integrated offense and defense with almost no flaws. What can we not be satisfied with if the three of us can take such a huge advantage?

But the most important thing at the moment is to find the power that can enhance the King of Time. The most convenient way is to step into the second level of King of Time. Unfortunately, Zhang Wu still doesn't know how to step into the mirror world.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, it will be done when the time comes

What I am still worried about is the new and unusual 8-meter watch. I don’t know who will get it. I hope it won’t cause too much trouble to me.

"Hey"

Only then did Zhang Wu come back to his senses and look at the environment where he slept.

The room is not very big, about less than twenty square meters, and there are wooden structures everywhere. There is nothing except two beds. Yes, this is called a real dormitory. You can only sleep. This is very Shrek.

Woz was lying on the other bed, but judging from his current appearance, he was probably still in a coma.

Zhang Wu smiled bitterly. He had made a fool of this old man today. He probably had never fought such a difficult battle since he followed him. He couldn't see any hope at all. It was just pure recklessness.

However, the fight with Zhao Wuji was something he had done after careful consideration. After all, he and others came to this environment firstly to get used to it, and secondly to polish the arrogance of being born in the Spirit Hall, so as not to get into trouble with these geniuses. What kind of conflicts? Although there have been conflicts to some extent before, they were not caused by oneself. When the time comes, just get a group of people to come out and take the blame.

Being able to win over your own team is the most important thing. There is also a way to win over Shrek Academy, a powerful force, to his own chariot in the future, and Zhang Wu already has some clues.

Speaking of Zhao Wuji, Zhang Wu suddenly thought that Old Zhao would not be beaten by Tang Hao today.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wu heard a scream.

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"You are really caring about your son."

In the woods on the other side, the sounds of collisions and vigorous sounds came one after another.

The old owl couldn't bear to look at Zhao Wuji's miserable state, so he covered his eyes and turned his head.

After a few breaths.

A tall figure in black stood with his hands behind his back. The black robe on his body was as black as ink under the moonlit night. "Zhao Wuji, do you understand?"

Look at the miserable state of Zhao Wuji lying on the ground.

His head was swollen like a bun, and his eyes were as big as those of a giant panda. Then he lay on the ground panting heavily.

Only then did Flanders on the side dare to help Zhao Wuji up, "Thank you Haotian Mian for your teaching."

The man in black said something to the two of them, then turned around and disappeared.

Zhao Wuji kept complaining to Flanders, "Boss, you are not loyal enough."

Flender rolled his eyes and said a little loudly: "How can I change the outcome? What can we do if we go up?"

"I didn't expect that Tang San's father would be Haotian Crown Prince," Zhao Wuji said with a bitter smile. If you knew it, he would never provoke Tang San.

"Who would have thought that none of the students coming this time would have a simple life experience?"

"The son of Haotian Douluo, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, a nobleman of the Star Luo Empire," Flanders couldn't help but admire, with golden light shining in his eyes.