[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

Meng Jiang followed Tang San to the cart selling sausages. Meng Jiang took a sniff, and the rich aroma of meat filled her nose, which made her really greedy for a moment.

Tang San took out his money bag: "Uncle, give me three."

The seller's originally raised smiling face suddenly stiffened when Tang San said these words, and with a trembling voice he said in shock: "W-what did you call me?"

"Call uncle." Tang San said inexplicably, "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is a problem!" The seller looked collapsed, "I'm only fourteen years old, fourteen years old! Brother, you actually called me uncle?"

"Pfft." Meng Jiang couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

"Are you... really only fourteen years old?" It was Tang San's turn to be shocked. This hair... was a bit too thick.

"More real than real gold." The seller nodded, "My name is Oscar, I am a junior student at Shrek Academy, and I am fourteen years old."

He sighed, and it could be seen that he was a person with a good temper. Instead of arguing with Tang San, he picked up a bamboo stick and skewered three sausages and handed them to Tang San.

Tang San paid one silver soul coin and five copper soul coins: "Senior, I'm so sorry, I was rude just now."

"This sausage is quite delicious." Meng Jiang took a sausage from Tang San's hand, took a bite, and said, "Senior, I see that your bones are not bad. If you shave your beard, you will be able to speak more sonorously." It’s more powerful, and I think many girls will like it.”

"Really?" Oscar's eyes lit up. He walked around the car and grabbed Meng Jiang's hand. "Beauty, you are really discerning! Why don't you, beauty, consider me?"

Tang San stared at Oscar's hands grabbing Meng Jiang, his brows furrowed slightly.

Meng Jiang smiled and took his hand out: "I'm sorry, senior, I'm only twelve years old, I don't fall in love early."

"What are you doing?" Dai Mubai came over with the girl with a cold temperament, who must be the last student.

When Oscar saw Dai Mubai, he couldn't help but grimace. Coupled with his beard and soft voice, he felt a little happy: "Boss Dai, do you want a sausage?"

"Damn it, you are really embarrassing to the academy." Dai Mubai glared at him, "I seem to have warned you more than once not to sell sausages in the academy, right? Do you want everyone to vomit?"

Then he turned to Tang San: "Tang San, you can't eat this sausage."

"Why?" A soft voice came out from behind Tang San. Meng Jiang walked out from behind Tang San, and Dai Mubai saw that only one bite of the sausage in his hand had been eaten.

His face suddenly looked strange. He hesitated and said, "Be mentally prepared. Xiao Ao, get a new sausage out."

Oscar's expression immediately became awkward: "This... Boss Dai, let's forget it. You will make the new juniors and juniors feel resentful towards me." Especially this junior who just praised him. And ate his sausage.

Dai Mubai snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. Tang San is my brother, I can't let them be fooled by you again."

In desperation and due to the power, Oscar stretched out his right hand and shouted in his soft voice in a somewhat obscene manner: "I have a big sausage."

As soon as these words came out, Tang San stiffened, and then his face immediately darkened. He wanted to take the sausage in Meng Jiang's hand, but was a step too slow.

"That's it?" Meng Jiang deftly dodged Tang San's stretched out hand, swallowed the last bite of sausage, and then stuffed the bare bamboo stick into Tang San's hand, "It's just a soul curse, although it's a bit ambiguous. But it’s actually okay.”

Tang San suddenly remembered Meng Jiang's usual driving speed.

Meng Jiang thought for a while, then took the two sausages left in Tang San's hand: "I guess you and Xiao Wu can't eat them either, so why not give them all to me. After all, you've paid for them."

"A Jiang!" Tang San frowned and called in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Meng Jiang ate with gusto, "I'm hungry. Besides, according to the ambiguity of this sentence, I shouldn't be the one who feels the most awkward." As she spoke, she smiled meaningfully and took a mouthful of pure white shellfish. The teeth suddenly bit off a piece of sausage.

The men present suddenly felt a chill in their lower bodies. Oscar even gasped and tightened his legs.

Dai Mubai cast an unclear glance at Meng Jiang, and then patted Tang San's back with admiration. This is a warrior, a true warrior. He can't stand such a fierce girl.

Back in the team, Tang San and Xiao Wu explained why they didn't get the sausages. Little Rabbit's face turned red: "You guys are so bad, how could you have such a strange martial spirit."

Dai Mubai glanced at Xiao Wu happily and nodded secretly. Right, this should be a normal reaction.

He directly said to Tang San: "Let's go, I will take you to the last level, there is no need to queue up."

As long as the soul power exceeds level 25, you can enter the fourth level without taking the test. But the other candidates in line didn't know this rule. If they were not convinced, they could be exempted from the exam. After the teacher explained it at the second level, they didn't believe that the three of them had reached level 25 or above at the age of twelve.

So Dai Mubai picked up a white crystal from the table and threw it to Tang San: "Tang San, show them your soul power level."

The crystal lit up in Tang San's hand, and the blazing light filled every corner of the crystal. Then Tang San handed the crystal to Meng Jiang, "A Jiang."

"Yes." Meng Jiang nodded, and with the infusion of internal energy, the same dazzling light as Tang San lit up, as did Xiao Wu.

Three twenty-nine levels.

At the same time, the title of monster did not only appear on Meng Jiang and the others. The girl who looked like a little princess who was very good at pretending was the same as the cold girl who followed Dai Mubai in the end, a twenty-six-year-old girl. level, a level twenty-seven.

On the way to the fourth level, Dai Mubai gave a general introduction to the academy, and then he took the five people to another open space.

The teacher in charge of the last level was waiting for them there. When he saw Dai Mubai bringing five people over, he was surprised: "There are actually five little monsters this year? Are they all above level 25? Flanders will be very happy. ”

He is not tall and has an ordinary appearance, but his body is extremely strong. There is a strong sense of oppression when he stands there. Meng Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly. This person should put more pressure on people than the teacher who collected the registration fee. Maybe he was a soul saint above level 70.

The man introduced himself: "I am Zhao Wuji, a seventy-sixth-level fighting soul saint. Since there are so many little monsters this year, I will personally go out and play with you. I will give you a stick of incense time to understand and discuss with each other. A stick of incense. After the incense, the test begins. The content is that you hold on to a stick of incense in my hand. As long as one person does not fall, you will pass. As a reminder, I advise you not to think about opportunism. Working together is your only chance to succeed."

He turned to Dai Mubai: "Xiao Bai, tell them about my strength and characteristics so that they can be prepared."

Through Dai Mubai's description, Meng Jiang and others learned that this man turned out to be Prince Fudo, who once escaped from the siege of sixteen bishops of Wuhun Palace, and the man was only in his sixties at the time.

Then several people introduced each other, and Tang San was the first to speak: "My name is Tang San, weapon spirit blue silver grass, twenty-ninth level control system war spirit master."

The second one is Meng Jiang: "Meng Jiang, a weapon soul bead system Mingxin Umbrella, a level 29 agility attack system battle soul master."

Next are Xiao Wu, the little princess-like girl Ning Rongrong, and finally the cold-tempered girl Zhu Zhuqing.

It is worth noting that the girl named "Ning Rongrong" turned out to be from the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Rongrong said: "My martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The two soul rings can respectively enhance the attributes of speed and strength. The increase is about 30%. There is no problem if it lasts for one stick of incense."

Meng Jiang thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any range limit for your assistance?"

She didn't want to be in the embarrassing situation where Penglai held an umbrella and floated in the sky, and the nanny on the ground chased her, but she still couldn't get any milk.

Although... Ning Rongrong is not a wet nurse.

"No, my assistance is directly aimed at people." Ning Rongrong shook his head.

"That's good." Meng Jiang smiled and added, "By the way, if someone is attacked later and cannot dodge, I will give him a shield. Within a six-foot radius, it can withstand seventy of my own maximum damage." Double the attack power, lasting for eight seconds. It can defend against long-range, range or melee attacks. At the same time, it will restore 2% of the maximum health and 2% of the maximum soul power of teammates within the range every second. The effect is a water wave. There are circular ripples with several white sea eagles flying above. But if my bird shield can't stop the teacher's attack, just run as fast as I tell you to."

But Meng Jiang is confident that she can block at least half of the attacks, because with her training methods, although she is only level 29 at this time, her attack power is definitely more than level 30, and can even reach level 35. As for the remaining attack power, they rely on their own soul power to counter it, and coupled with the fact that the teacher will not be harsh on the students, even if there is damage, it should be a minor injury.

The violent DPS is talking about her.

Several people nodded.

Tang San thought for a while and said: "Ning Rongrong will be responsible for assisting, Xiao Wu will be the main attacker. I will control Teacher Zhao's attack, and at the same time assist Xiao Wu to attack from the front. Please Zhu Zhuqing, you can use your speed to contain it from the flanks. A Jiang will start a sneak attack and take it by surprise." , the air is left to you, you come and sweep the formation."

"In the air?" Ning Rongrong was surprised, and even Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with surprise, "Do you know how to fly?"

"No way to talk about it." Meng Jiang shook his head, "It's just Qinggong, a kind of Kung Fu that makes one's body light."

"Have we discussed it yet?" Zhao Wuji's loud voice came, and the incense on the ground had burned to the end, "Let's start after we have discussed it."

He moved his wrist, and the bones made a series of "crackling" sounds, giving people invisible pressure. Then Zhao Wuji conjured another incense, but before he could light it, Ning Rongrong had already summoned the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

"The seven treasures turned out to be colored glaze." Her body floated in place and spun around. "The seven treasures are famous. The first one is: strength. The second one is: speed."

The soul power in the body boiled instantly, the body was full of strength, and at the same time, it was almost impossible to feel its own weight.

Meng Jiang did not dare to be careless. Even if she dared to say that even Tang San, who had lived the same lifetime, might not have as much experience against enemies as she did, they were facing a seventy-sixth level Soul Saint, which was an absolute disparity in strength.

The next moment he felt the increase in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, dark dust dispersed, and Meng Jiang disappeared on the spot, even a trace of his breath was completely hidden.