Douluo's blast also has a way back

"Hey, what happened?"

Mo Zhu stepped forward and said, "Xiao Bai, put away your soul power."

Dai Mubai glanced at Mo Zhu and dispersed the golden soul power in his hand.

Mo Zhu's influence in the college is second only to the teacher. When the teacher is not around, these people all listen to Mo Zhu.

"Hmph, don't think that just because you are the daughter of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, you can be arrogant. They are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he looked at Mo Zhu and asked doubtfully: "Why are you so pale? Are you really fighting a life-and-death battle?"

Tang San and others also saw that Mo Zhu's condition was not very good, and through the collar, the bandages wrapped inside could be seen.

Mo Zhu shook his head, "No, I just went to deal with some personal matters. I got a little injured and I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Okay, if you have any questions, you must tell me in time, so as not to have to buy you a cemetery in a few days."

"Go away, keep the cemetery for yourself, and bury your former romantic self."

Dai Mubai sighed, "It doesn't matter, romantic or not, as long as you are happy, just be open-minded."

Seeing Dai Mubai's relieved expression, Mo Zhu patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, there's no need to stick to a crooked-necked tree. What you have to face in the future is a forest!"

"Hey, you don't know why. If I want to be as light as you, I will definitely give up this crooked neck... tree..."

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he happened to see Zhu Zhuqing walking down from above, and his expression froze on the spot.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

"Hmph, trash!"

Zhu Zhuqing's attitude was unusually cold, even colder than at the beginning, and there seemed to be something dead in her eyes, and another kind of fighting spirit emerged.

She came to Mo Zhu and said, "Can you teach me the domineering power of seeing and hearing?"

Mo Zhu rushed to the rescue and put in a good word for Dai Mubai.

"For Xiaobai's sake, I can teach you."

"If you don't care about him, why don't you stop teaching?" Zhu Zhuqing's tone became even colder.

"No, no, no, as long as you want to learn, no matter who it is, Brother Mo will teach him, right?" Dai Mubai stabbed Mo Zhu crazily with his elbow.

"Yes, yes, we are all classmates, helping each other."

"When can you teach me?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in an extremely capable and concise tone.

"Tomorrow, just tomorrow!"

"Okay, thank you." Zhu Zhuqing bowed, then turned and left.

When Zhu Zhuqing disappeared around the corner, Dai Mubai grabbed Mo Zhu's neck and said, "You damn Mo Zhu, you've completely ruined my good impression!!"

Mo Zhu scratched his head in confusion, "Do you have that thing?"

"You still said it!!"

Dai Mubai shook the ink bamboo vigorously to vent his hatred.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move, don't move, it's open, my wound is open!"

Dai Mubai looked intently and saw blood seeping out of Mo Zhu's chest. Dai Mubai shouted in panic: "Oscar, hurry up, sausage, Mo Zhu can't survive!"

As soon as he had a heart-to-heart talk with Ning Rongrong outside, Oscar heard the sad news that Mo Zhu was dying. He quickly came to Mo Zhu and gave him two or three big sausages.

After eating the Mozhu, coupled with the recovery ability of the Avalon scabbard, the bleeding was finally stopped.

Tang San and Xiao Wu hurriedly ran to Mo Zhu and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that Xiaobai accidentally pulled my wound. It will be fine tomorrow."

Tang San saw the amount of bleeding and visually checked that the wound was not too deep, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But it is absolutely impossible for a wound of this degree to heal in one night, even if Mo Zhu is a level 43 soul sect.

"You'd better rest for two more days. Your wound will take at least three days to heal."

"I said it's okay, it's really okay."

Oscar patted Tang San's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry, Xiao San, Mo Zhu's physical fitness is not comparable to that of you and me. Otherwise, why would he be able to absorb a ten thousand year spirit ring at level [-]?"

Watching the crowd leaving, Ning Rongrong, who was alone outside the door, was filled with envy...

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In the early morning, Mo Zhu got up and looked at his chest. Not even a scar was left. The scabbard of Avalon was just a cow.

After he washed up, he came to the square. Zhu Zhuqing had been waiting for a long time.

"So diligent, I really wonder why you work so hard." Mo Zhu muttered without asking.

Then he said to Zhu Zhuqing: "Little wild cat, you cover your eyes next, I will use this bamboo pole to hit you from different directions, you just have to concentrate on avoiding it."

Although he was very disgusted with the title of Little Wild Cat, but now he had something to ask for, Zhu Zhuqing could only suppress his anger and nodded, then took out a piece of black cloth and covered his eyes, standing there waiting for Mo Zhu's attack.

She still had some experience with perception, and then——

"Ah! It hurts."

"Feel the power of the opponent's aura more strongly. As long as you improve this, you can read the location and number of enemies that are not within sight, as well as the actions taken by the opponent in the next moment."

"Isn't this just predicting the future?"

"When you cultivate your hegemony to the peak, you can see the future, but this is not what you have to consider."

"Ah! Did you spank me on purpose?"

Mo Zhu ignored Zhu Zhuqing and said seriously: "You have to sense the other person's aura now. If you do this, you are considered a beginner."

"what!"

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed his arms and said nothing.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Zhu asked.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't answer. Mo Zhu swung his stick again and hit Zhu Zhuqing on the knee.

Zhu Zhuqing knelt on the ground on the spot, holding back the anger in his heart without exploding.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhu Zhuqing still didn't answer.

This time, Mo Zhu stabbed the bamboo pole directly into her stomach. She couldn't dodge, and the powerful force made her take a few steps back while holding her stomach.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhu Zhuqing clenched his fists, but his anger still did not burst out.

"Yes, if Fatty and Xiaobai were the ones, they would have fallen out with me a long time ago." Mo Zhu nodded and commented sincerely.

"Remember, feel my breath."

Then, Mo Zhu slapped Zhu Zhuqing again and again, and the crackling sound was painful.

Zhu Zhuqing was also a tough guy, and he actually didn't say a word.

Two hours later, Zhu Zhuqing, whose body was covered with injuries, seemed to sense something, and subconsciously took a step forward. Mo Zhu's bamboo pole was struck from directly above, and it actually missed.

Mo Zhu was stunned for a few seconds and said, "Not bad, I dodged the first blow."

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's tense expression finally relaxed, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A smile can captivate the city, and another smile can captivate the country.

"Okay, let's stop here today. Eat this and it will heal your injuries."

Zhu Zhuqing took off the cloth, and what came into view was Oscar's big sausage. His smile suddenly faded, and his big eyes were full of disgust.

Mo Zhu said: "If you don't eat it now, you will eat it in the future. Even if you don't eat Oscar's sausage in the future, you will still eat a certain man's sausage. Why don't you practice it now?"

The more Zhu Zhuqing heard, the more something was wrong. After thinking for a few seconds, he threw the sausage directly at Mo Zhu's smiling face.

"You bastard, get out!"