Douluo's blast also has a way back

The next day, Mo Zhu was practicing when he heard someone running over from dozens of meters away.

Mo Zhu looked up and found Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

"What's wrong? Isn't there another big competition with San'er?" Mo Zhu stopped practicing and asked.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were stunned. Seeing their expressions like this, Mo Zhu secretly said that it was indeed the case. If he were playing Werewolf in modern times, he would have been stabbed long ago.

"Deng Tuzi, have you ever opened your mouth? You've said it right. The competition hasn't started yet. Hurry up and help Third Brother." Xiao Wu said anxiously.

"understood."

Mo Zhu Taotao's ears turned around and walked towards the door.

When Mo Zhu and others arrived here, the competition had already begun. Tang San sat on the ground, resisting the pressure of soul power coming from the white-haired old man.

With level 45 soul power pressure, the martial soul has not yet been activated. It seems that San'er has been underestimated.

When he accepted the test of Zhilin Soul Douluo, the limit of the soul power pressure that Tang San could withstand was level 45.

Maybe it's because he is a spirit master of the attack type whose soul power is stronger than that of the control type, but Tang San should have no problem absorbing two immortals.

But as time went by, Tang San gradually couldn't bear it anymore. Even if the Eight Spider Spears were activated, Tang San still couldn't bear it.

This old orangutan's martial soul is extraordinary. The offensive soul Douluo is actually more powerful than the ordinary titled Douluo. It seems that San'er has suffered a lot.

Even though Tang San looked troubled, Mo Zhu still didn't have the slightest worry. Although Mo Zhu couldn't remember many of Douluo's plots, in his impression, Tang San didn't join anyone except his Tang Sect. sect.

Therefore, this matter should be able to go through peacefully.

Just when Tang San was about to lose his hold, a blue arc of electricity suddenly burst out from the palm of his left hand, and immediately a tyrannical aura spurted out of Tang San's body.

The shocked old orangutan kept backing away, showing surprise.

"This is...this is..."

Just when the old orangutan was surprised, seven rays of rays of light suddenly descended from the sky and fell on Tang San.

Immediately, groups of black shadows appeared around Tang San, relieving all the pressure from the old orangutan.

Everyone looked upward and saw Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo standing there, looking very impressive.

Mo Zhu looked at Ning Fengzhi and found that this guy was staring at him. He thought to himself: This guy is not here to accuse him, just because he took advantage of him yesterday... Well, he is the leader of a sect after all, and he wants to save face. It's really no good to just be a young boy in Qibao Glazed Sect.

The three people floated down from the sky. Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly to everyone, and then his eyes stayed on Mo Zhu for a second. His meaningful eyes seemed to say: Little brother, you can do it.

"It turns out it's Bone Douluo and Sect Leader Ning. I'm so polite." The old orangutan said with his hands in hand.

At this time, Bone Douluo stepped forward and said, "Old orangutan, give your brother some face and forget about this matter."

The old orangutan said cheerfully: "Okay, I gave you this face, and the bet is void."

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect that he agreed so readily.

"Old orangutan, it's not like you to agree so easily." Bone Douluo said with some disbelief.

"Old Bones, look what he has in his hand." The old orangutan pointed at Tang San and said with a look of gloating.

When everyone heard this, they looked over and saw a small hammer floating in Tang San's hand who was sitting on the ground meditating. Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were no strangers to this thing, especially Bone Douluo.

He was defeated by this hammer back then, how could he not remember it.

"Haotian Hammer!"

"That's right, I am beating my own family, and your ideas are in vain, hahahaha." The old orangutan laughed loudly.

When Tang San recovered from meditation, everyone came forward to ask. When the old orangutan heard that Tang San's father was Tang Hao, he knelt on the ground and shouted: I pay my respects to the young master.

Later, at Zhao Wuji's invitation, everyone entered as guests, but Bone Douluo suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted loudly.

"Wait a moment!"

Immediately, everyone's eyes focused on Bone Douluo, and that aura clearly showed that the person who came was evil.

Come to fight.

"Which one is Mozhu?"

Everyone looked at Mo Zhu in confusion.

Zhao Wuji's face became as white as a piece of paper. He quickly ran over and stood in front of Mo Zhu, cupping his hands and saying: "Senior, I don't know how Mo Zhu offended you. I asked him to apologize to you. Don't talk to me, junior." General knowledge."

Bone Douluo waved his hand, "I'm not as shameless as the old orangutan."

The old orangutan standing aside watching the show was really shot while lying down, his face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

Mo Zhu walked forward with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Junior Mo Zhu, may I ask Bone Douluo for any advice?"

Bone Douluo stood up, looked at Mo Zhu carefully, and said to himself: This kid has enough energy and blood, more than the top attack type soul master.

"I heard that you rejected the disciple of Jian Gu Gu, right?"

When everyone around heard this, everyone who didn't know about this had a look of shock on their faces. Sword Douluo personally accepted a disciple, but he actually refused. This guy must have lost his mind.

What kind of trick is this? Even if he raises an army to investigate, it won't be his turn... Mo Zhu glanced at Bone Douluo suspiciously.

"………Yes."

Old Bones said with a smile: "Although Old Bones and I don't deal with each other very much, I have known him for many years. He was rejected. He thought it didn't matter and I didn't care, but in terms of face, our Qibao Glazed Sect can't get along. So, I With level [-] strength, as long as you can still stand behind a stick of incense, this matter will be over."

"Grandpa Bone, what are you doing? Are you kidding me? How could Brother Mo be able to withstand your blow?" Ning Rongrong was anxious.

"Hey, Rongrong, don't say anything. This is a duel between men." Bone Douluo motioned to Ning Fengzhi to stop him.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, stretched out his crutch and stopped Ning Rongrong, "Don't worry Rongrong, this is just a test, you won't get hurt."

"What if I can't bear it?"

Mo Zhu felt that he had to suffer this moment.

Bone Douluo grinned, showing the smile of a successful conspiracy, "Then become my disciple. If the disciple he wants to accept becomes my disciple, he will definitely be angry to death, hahaha."

Mo Zhu:…………

Everyone: …………

You accepted me as your disciple because you wanted to become Qi Sword Douluo. I feel that this titled Douluo is so low-level... Mo Zhu looked at the laughing Bone Douluo and complained in his heart.

Then, Mo Zhu made a gesture of invitation and said lightly: "Senior, please!"

"Oh, aren't you ready? Although my attack will not cause any physical harm to you, you won't be able to bear it." Bone Douluo said.

Immediately, Mo Zhu's pupils emitted bright golden light, and a layer of golden waves spread out, with a majestic momentum. The body was covered with golden dragon scales, like a layer of armor.

However, the most surprising thing is that there is a dragon pattern on his body. This dragon pattern actually swims on the surface of his skin, as if it is alive.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were both startled by this momentum, and Bone Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi in confusion.

That resentful look seemed to say: Is this the swordsman genius you told me about?You don't even have a sword, but you have an offensive aura comparable to that of a Soul Emperor. I'm afraid you're not kidding me.