Death of Douluo

"Sect Master Ning, Rongrong."

Oscar had just gotten off the carriage, and Mo Fan and Gu Yue followed suit. Ning Fengzhi said hello.

Xingkong also got off the carriage and followed Mo Fan.

Ning Rongrong's bulging cheeks relaxed a little.

Oscar also noticed this scene, smiled softly, and wanted to say something, but due to Ning Fengzhi's presence, he just said: "This is the starry sky. Mo Fan's..."

Oscar didn't seem to know how to introduce him, and looked at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan said calmly: "Partners."

Xingkong's eyes were a little red. After a month of getting along with her, Mo Fan was like a teacher and a friend. He never treated her differently because of her identity and origin. She even gave him a soul guide for storage, money, and everything he needed. .

In Xingkong's memory, the only person who was so kind to her seemed to be Mo Fan.

Xingkong naturally knows all of this.The hands under her robe had been clenched at some point.

"Hello Xingkong, I'm Ning Fengzhi. In fact, we should have met each other before." Ning Fengzhi greeted him politely and did not treat Xingkong differently because he knew the origin of Xingkong.

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Xingkong was still a little panicked, and quickly and respectfully replied: "Ning...Hello, Master Ning." In this month, she also learned some knowledge about soul masters, Ning Fengzhi Naturally, she has a rough idea of ​​his identity.

"With such a sharp aura, you must be Senior Sword Douluo." Mo Fan stared at Chen Xin behind Ning Fengzhi and saluted directly with his fists clasped.

Chen Xin nodded slightly in response without saying much.

"Let's go in. Qinghe is already ready in the academy. In fact, many people are looking forward to today's competition. Oscar, you have to perform well."

Ning Fengzhi said as he led everyone towards the academy.

At the beginning, only people within the academy knew about the competition, but somehow, the news spread, and Ning Fengzhi, Kendo Chenxin, Xue Qinghe and others came to the scene.

"Sect Master Ning, don't worry, I will definitely make your eyes shine today." Oscar clenched his fists, his expression firm and confident.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Oscar and nodded with satisfaction. He saw Oscar's vitality and confidence.

Maybe today's battle will be beyond everyone's expectations.

Ning Fengzhi thought subconsciously.At the same time, I was a little more interested in the next discussion.

Ning Fengzhi chuckled and said, "Then I'll have to wait and see."

Under the leadership of Ning Fengzhi, several people came to a separate playground on one side of Shrek Academy.

On the playground, a platform was set up on one side. Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Zhu Zhuqing, Flanders, and the masters were all already present. Among the many figures, Xiao Wu was the only one missing.

When Mo Fan saw this scene from a distance, he couldn't help but raise a faint smile. The reason why Xiao Wu didn't come was naturally clear to Mo Fan.

There are four people behind Tang San and others. According to Mo Fan's understanding of the original work, these four people should be Tai Long and others from the original Lanba Academy.

Of course, there is another person who stands out among this group of people, that is Xue Qinghe.

"teacher."

Seeing Ning Fengzhi and others arriving, Xue Qinghe came forward to greet them.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly and said, "We all know each other, so there is no need for further introduction. Just go over."

"This is the teacher." Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, turned around and led the way for everyone.

When they came to the stage, Flanders and others all stood up and greeted him respectfully. Of course, they were definitely not greeting Mo Fan, but Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Master Ning." Flanders and others saluted Ning Fengzhi.

"Dean Fu is too polite. I'm here today just to watch the battle. I should be the one causing the disturbance. Dean Fu, just don't dislike me. You just need to treat me as Rongrong's father. There is no need to be a sect leader or anything like that. Just care."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and stretched out his hand to bring Flanders up.

"Tang San, it seems that we are indeed destined to meet again."

Ning Fengzhi naturally noticed Tang San behind Flanders.

"Hello, Sect Leader Ning." Tang San smiled slightly and saluted again.

"Now that we've met, how about we chat afterward?" It seemed that the two of them didn't talk for long last time at the auction house, and Ning Fengzhi took advantage of this meeting to invite Tang San again.

"it is good."

This time Tang San didn't refuse again.

"Okay, come on, everyone, the protagonist today is not me."

When Ning Fengzhi heard Tang San's promise, the smile on her lips became a little thicker. After being led by Xue Qinghe, she came to sit down at the main seat next to Flanders and quickly urged everyone to sit down.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Oscar, stuck out her tongue at him, then walked towards the people from Shrek Academy and sat down beside them.

The seating platform is spread out in a figure of eight, and the playground in front of everyone is the venue for this competition.

The four Mo Fans were sitting on the left side, and Shrek and the others were on the right side, standing opposite each other.

It was originally just an ordinary sparring match, but now it looked particularly formal.

"Before we begin, Oscar, let me introduce to you the new members of the Shrek Seven Devils. These are Tai Long, Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu, and Jing Ling."

Flanders pointed at Tai Lung and introduced them one by one.

"Hello, senior." The four of them also stood up and greeted Oscar.

Oscar also stood up to indicate that he had officially graduated from Shrek Academy, so he could naturally be called the senior of several people.

"Now that we know each other, let's get started. I'm also curious about Oscar, what kind of progress have you made in the past six months?"

Flanders started making arrangements directly. After scanning the Shrek crowd, his eyes finally settled on Tai Lung.

"The first game, Tyrone, come on."

"No problem Dean."

Tailong answered angrily and at the same time stood up and walked to the middle of the playground.

Mo Fan smiled and said nothing. He was naturally aware of Tai Lung's strength. He patted Oscar on the shoulder and said softly: "In the first game, win better."

Oscar stood up, fists clasped together, fighting spirit in his eyes, "No problem!"

Although Oscar doesn't know Tai Lung's strength.But the confidence that should be there is naturally there.

"Tailong, a powerful gorilla with a martial spirit and a level 37 attack-type fighting spirit. Senior, please give me your advice."

With a low growl, Tai Lung's body changed rapidly.

His body, which was already extremely strong, swelled again, his arms extended, hanging down to his knees, and black hair was exposed on all exposed parts.

"Oscar, Wuhun Jinhua Sausage, level 44 food-type auxiliary soul sect, please give me some advice!"

Oscar is much calmer now. He will be covered in a white Quincy costume, making the already heroic Oscar even more handsome.

Oscar's tall figure formed a sharp contrast with Tyrone's strong figure.