Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

As soon as Oscar's words came out, the atmosphere in the venue was slack for a moment. The master also frowned, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Emperor Zhao, mistress, you go and have a look."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and Emperor Zhao sighed lazily after hearing the words: "Okay."

He responded in his mouth, then slowly stood up and walked out. Tang San also pushed his chair to follow his footsteps. As soon as the two of them walked out of the restaurant door, they saw Flanders walking towards him with a faint smile on his face. .

"Dean, why are you so slow? If you were slower, we would have to go out to look for you." Zhao Di said with half-squinted eyes after seeing him.

"Why are you looking for me? How can someone as big as me get lost?" Flanders said as he walked. He came to their side while speaking. He stretched out a hand and patted Emperor Zhao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go in, we've bought everything."

As he spoke, he raised the hand carrying the thing and waved it in front of Emperor Zhao.

Emperor Zhao and Tang San nodded after seeing that Flanders was fine, and the three of them entered the cafeteria together.

"Flanders, why are you so slow?" Zhao Wuji asked casually when he saw them coming back.

After Emperor Zhao and Tang San sat down in their original positions, Flanders put the things he bought on the table, sighed and said: "Oh, stop talking, you still remember the three souls who attacked you in the Star Dou Forest before? Holy?"

"Soul Saint?" Everyone was stunned, and the master repeated.

Bloated!

"Remember! How could I not remember! If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been lying in bed for several months!" Zhao Wuji slammed the table and stood up to roar.

"Yes, those three soul saints." Flanders nodded and continued: "Not long after I left school, I found someone following me. I felt that the other person's cultivation level was similar to mine, so I didn't pay attention. I called them out when I came back, but I didn't expect that the ones following me were actually the remaining two of the three Soul Saints."

Flanders had a faint smile on his face when he said it, and he didn't seem to take it seriously, but Zhao Di and others looked stern, and the master said directly in a deep voice: "Then what about the last one? How did you come back?"

Flanders shook his shoulders, with a trace of pride on his face, and said nonchalantly: "How else can I come back? Of course I will fly back."

"Fly back?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this answer, and the master continued to ask: "You just flew back directly? The two soul saints didn't attack you?"

Although the master has confidence in Flanders's strength, he is obviously not sure of the answer.

When Flanders saw everyone stunned, the look of pride on his face became even brighter, and he said with a smile: "Yes, not only that, I also learned something from their mouths."

"What is it?" Zhao Wuji looked solemn. Flanders asked as soon as he finished speaking. The others also looked at Flanders instantly. After all, this is a major matter for Emperor Zhao.

Ignoring their gazes, Flanders leisurely pulled up a bench and sat down to take a drink of water before he said slowly: "I still don't know the forces behind it, but what is certain is that they will not touch the little monsters for the time being. "

Master and others' eyes lit up after hearing this, and then Flanders said that the information he had obtained this time was actually not much. He also knew that the other party knew Shrek very well, and that the other party would not touch Zhao Di and others now. .

There was nothing else that could be detected. After all, the other party had also lived for such a long time.

Then everyone began to discuss this matter.

But when they gathered together to discuss, Emperor Zhao sat alone with a depressed expression, listening to some chaotic sounds in his ears, and couldn't help but recall what happened at the Royal Academy in his mind.

The various encounters with Dugu Yan and others, as well as the deliberate attempts to get close to Dugu Bo and others at the beginning, these are considered good memories, but as I think about them, I think of the scene where the emperor sent people.

Since then, he has kept his name anonymous and introduced himself to others under a pseudonym. Although the humiliation in this has never been shown, the anger in his heart increases every time he says the pseudonym.

How many years has it been?

How many years have you been using the pseudonym Zhao Wuming?How many years have you endured this humiliation?

"Huh~" He breathed out a heavy sigh, Zhao Di leaned back on the chair, his misty eyes instantly became firm, and he whispered to himself: "Almost!"

There are less than two years left before the elite competition. Why has he been practicing hard for so many years?Isn't it just revenge?

And the Classic is where he chose to start his revenge!

He will stand on the stage where everyone is watching, and introduce himself grandly to everyone in the soul master world, letting everyone know that his name is Emperor Zhao, the emperor of emperors!

And before doing this, he needs to have enough strength to protect himself!

"Okay, today is mainly about celebrating. Let's talk about this later." The master suddenly raised his voice and said, and the others nodded after hearing it.

The distracted Emperor Zhao was also awakened and looked at them confusedly.

...

The meal passed quickly and ended with laughter. After eating, everyone remembered what Flanders had said before, there was no need to train today.

Dai Mubai took everyone out to play, while Grandmaster and others entered Flender's office to discuss matters regarding Soul Saint.

Happy time is always short, and it's already night in the blink of an eye. In the boys' dormitory...

"Ah! If only I could play like this every day." Ma Hongjun threw himself on the bed and shouted.

Dai Mubai and others entered the room immediately, and Emperor Zhao entered last and closed the door.

"Yeah, but that's just a fantasy. We have to train again tomorrow, ahhh! Now I get a headache just thinking about training." Oscar faced the roof, covering his head with his hands and wailing.

Tang San and Zhao Di looked at each other and smiled helplessly. They came to their respective beds and Zhao Di looked at them and smiled: "Don't worry, I will have time to play in the future. As for now, let's train hard."

Several boys argued with each other for a while and then went to bed and started to sleep. On the contrary, Zhao Di slowly got up and knelt on the bed when they were about to fall asleep. His bed was next to the window. Through the window, Zhao Di's eyes were full of guilt. Look at the moon hanging in the sky.

He lowered his head slightly and murmured in his mouth: "Forgive me... I didn't mean to do it, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Namo Amitabha... Namo Amitabha..."

He was praying, praying for the innocent people he had killed by mistake before. Although he knew it was useless, he still continued. This was what he had to do before going to bed every day.

Half an hour later, Emperor Zhao finally said sorry and lay down to sleep.

...

Early the next morning, Emperor Zhao gathered with Tang San and others. Although he did not train, he would use white balls to bathe everyone's bodies before training.

Although this cannot enhance their physiques, the advantage is that it does not consume much. Over time, their natural talents and physiques will also be enhanced, and Master Zhao Wuji and Flanders are no exception.

After doing this, Emperor Zhao came to sleep in the tree as usual...

This kind of life goes on day by day, and soon, a month passes quietly...

Um... Everyone, go to bed early ~ Good night ~ You don't have to wait today ~ I have a day off tomorrow, so I can make up for it ~

(End of this chapter)