Douluo world ninja

Looking at this uncle with peach blossom eyes, Fu Jiang felt the fluctuation of destiny, which should be similar to the existence of Zhuludie.

"Uncle, please give me two."

Tang San said very politely, and at the same time handed over the copper soul coin. After all, it was just sausage, a roadside snack.

Currently, among Fu Jiang, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, only Tang San has the Bronze Soul Coin.

Hearing this, the uncle's face instantly stiffened, as if he had received some insult, and his whole person turned to stone.

"You, what did you call me?"

The uncle broke through the petrification and said with a still somewhat stiff expression.

"I call you uncle, is there any problem?"

Tang San was also stunned, thinking to himself, is there a problem with being polite these days?

"Of course there is a problem, and it's a big problem. Brother, I'm only 14 years old, and you actually call me uncle?"

The uncle selling sausages smiled bitterly and said that he was also helpless. If he didn't shave, he would look like this.

Then Dai Mubai stepped forward and threatened the uncle with his fists. Everyone also knew the uncle's name, Oscar, who was also a student of Shrek Academy.

Afterwards, Dai Mubai led everyone to the location of the fourth assessment. As soon as he entered the venue, he saw a figure that was somewhat familiar to Fu Jiang.

When Zhao Wuji saw Fu Jiang, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing a rabbit, and he suddenly stood up from the chair. He was not tall and had an ordinary appearance, but he looked extremely strong. He was obviously stronger than Tang San, who was 12 years old. The child's height, which is even shorter, actually gives people an extremely majestic feeling.

His broad shoulders seemed to show off his strength, and his strong muscles made of steel almost burst his coat. Standing there, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Little monster, you are finally here. Old Ghost Flanders has been waiting for you all night without sleeping."

Zhao Wuji said with a smile, his eyes sharp, without any sense of gentleness when he first met him. Although he had washed his hands in a golden basin for many years, the name of Fudo Mingwang was not just blown away. Even though he had been living in seclusion for many years, that powerful feeling The momentum and pressure will not weaken at all.

"Zhao."

Fujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fighting spirit in his body was also erupting, as if he couldn't wait to test the gap between himself and Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji.

"Very good, very good. In addition to these two little monsters, there are three more that have exceeded level 25. Not bad, not bad. It seems that there are a lot of little monsters this year. This is the last level for me. Pass my test. , you can officially become members of the Shrek Academy. However, my test is not so easy to pass. Practical experience is what every soul master must have. What I am assessing is your ability in this area. ..."

Zhao Wuji spoke formulaically, his eyes always on Fu Jiang. He couldn't wait to know how strong this little monster was now.

The first ten-thousand-year soul ring... Ever since the birth of the soul master profession, he had never heard of anything that could use a ten-thousand-year soul ring as his first soul ring.

After finishing speaking, Zao Wuji took out a stick of incense from the belt of his clothes, put a pinch of it on the head of the incense with his fingers, and the incense ignited instantly. With a flick of his fingers, the incense stick was inserted into the ground without any trembling.

After doing this, Zhao Wuji sat back on his chair, closed his eyes, and began to fall asleep.

Tang San and others began to discuss tactics, while Fu Jiang listened on the side without making a sound.

"You should get to know each other first, reveal your names and abilities, and see how you can cooperate to best withstand Teacher Zhao's exam."

Dai Mubai suggested, then looked at Fu Jiang cryptically. He was very curious about Fu Jiang's strength. After all, in the first assessment, Li Yusong directly let Fu Jiang and Tang San enter the academy. Yesterday, Fu Jiang only defeated him with bare hands, not to mention the soul. Huanhe level, even Fu Jiang's martial spirit, he didn't know.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"My name is Tang San, weapon spirit blue silver grass, level [-] control system war spirit master!"

Tang San was the first to speak, and a blue silver grass with golden lines appeared in his hand. At the same time, two yellow soul rings floated up and down, and there was a faint purple light flowing on the second soul ring.

His second soul ring was also brought by Flanders to take Fu Jiang and him to the Star Dou Forest. It came from a ghost vine that was around 980 years old. It gave him a soul skill called parasitism and greatly improved the blue silver level. The toughness of the grass.

"Xiao Wu, Beast Martial Spirit Rabbit, a level 29 attack-type battle spirit master."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, blinked, and then opened her mouth to introduce herself. The two bunny ears on her head were twitching in a very cute way, and two hundred-year-old spirit rings appeared under her feet.

"Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, level 26 auxiliary weapon soul master."

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, and then spoke. A seven-story pagoda filled with light appeared in his hand. It looked extremely luxurious, and two hundred-year-old soul rings slowly rose up.

"Zhu Zhuqing, beast martial spirit ghost civet cat, level 27 agility attack type battle spirit master."

The ice-cold girl with a gorgeous figure remained indifferent and introduced herself calmly. At the same time, she was possessed by the beast spirit, with cat ears growing out of her head, a long tail sticking out from behind her buttocks, and two hundred-year-old spirit rings slowly rising from her feet.

"Tomie, the original martial soul Sharingan, level 39 attack-type battle soul master."

When Fu Jiang finished speaking, everyone present except Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at Fu Jiang.

Tomie's eyes turned into scarlet Sharingan, and the three black magatama kept rotating. An unspeakable evil aura rushed towards his face. The aura on his body also exploded instantly, and three soul rings slowly rose under his feet.

yellow!yellow!purple!

Only Tang San and Zhao Wuji knew the standard soul ring configuration. This was just an appearance. In fact, they were three terrifying black ten thousand year soul rings.

Ning Rongrong looked at Fu Jiang in surprise. She covered Cherry's mouth with her small hand and then put it down again. Although Fu Jiang looked very strong and was already level 39 at this age.

But my little bones are stronger than Fujiang. Little Bones is more than a year younger than Fujiang and is already level 35. His first to third soul rings are all purple thousand-year soul rings. Even the third soul ring is still 9000. The ten-thousand-year soul ring was purple with a touch of black. Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bones both felt that they were being conservative and should let Little Bones directly absorb the ten-thousand-year soul ring...

Thinking of this, the corners of Ning Rongrong's lips couldn't help but raise slightly, but then she thought that Little Bones hadn't played with her for several days. She had been gone for such a long time, and Little Bones didn't even come to find her... She I'm so angry.

The pretty face that was originally smiling began to swell with anger again. Xiao Wu looked at Ning Rongrong who was practicing a face change with a strange look on her face.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda? Is it the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, which is known as the strongest auxiliary system in the Pan-Continent?"

Xiao Wu exclaimed.

"No, actually I am the same as everyone..."

At this time, Ning Rongrong was still playing the role of a good girl, so her words were also very ladylike.

Although Xiao Wu's interruption made the atmosphere lively, most of the people's eyes still fell on Fu Jiang.

"Mistress, how old is this...Fujiang?"

Dai Mubai pulled Tang San in a daze and asked bitterly.

He already had the answer in his mind, but he still wanted to ask. It could be said that he would not give up until he reached the Yellow River.

"Fu Jiang is 12 years old this year. He is a little younger than me and a little older than Xiao Wu."

Tang San answered truthfully, and what he said shocked everyone again.

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth, who had been dozing, were slightly raised. He knew that this little monster would shock everyone.

Zhu Zhuqing, an icy girl with a hot figure, narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Fu Jiang closely, as if she wanted to see something from Fu Jiang.

All she cares about is strength. Fujiang has such strength at his age... She wants to know how Fujiang improves his strength.

Fu Jiang also saw Zhu Zhuqing. He knew that there was a family named Zhu in the Star Luo Empire, and the inherited martial spirit was the Netherworld Civet...

Then Fu Jiang glanced at Tang San again, and secretly thought in his heart that he was indeed the son of destiny. Now the heirs of the top forces in the entire Douluo Continent unexpectedly gathered in such a small Soto City.

The royal family and the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the son of Haotian Douluo, the 10-year-old soul beast...

In this regard, Tomi Jiang can only classify it as the unfavorable luck of the son of destiny.