Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

"My guess!"

As soon as he saw Dai Mubai's appearance, Tang San guessed that Oscar and Ma Hongjun would definitely be no better, but he didn't know what Ning Rongrong would be like as a girl.

Ma Hongjun twisted his round body and whispered to the two of them.

"Tang San, let's be quiet and continue watching the show. If they find out and don't fight, wouldn't our visit be in vain?"

Dai Mubai looked at Mo Xie and slapped Mo Xie.

"You are looking for death! You are the one who is green, and your whole family is the one who is green!"

Mo Xie turned sideways to avoid Dai Mubai's attack and looked at Dai Mubai awkwardly.

"When I was picked up by my grandfather, the whole village was gone. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do it!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If I don't beat you to death today, I'll write my name upside down!"

"Bai Mudai?"

Dai Mubai twisted his bloated body, stepped out with his right foot, his body sank slightly, and shouted: "Second soul skill! White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Suddenly a burst of white light waves hit Mo Xie. In order to give Dai Mubai a little hope, Mo Xie pretended to step on the air and stumbled to the ground, avoiding Dai Mubai's attack.

Mo Xie slowly climbed up and patted the dust off his body.

"I'm sorry, I fell down when I lost my footing. What were you talking about just now?"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists and looked at Mo Xie with gritted teeth.

"The third soul skill! White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Brother, let me just think of you as Dai Mubaibai! Is it really okay for you to take action suddenly like this?"

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

Dai Mubai directly clenched his fist and swung it at Mo Xie. Mo Xie tilted his head and dodged Dai Mubai's attack. For a powerful warrior who was proficient in all kinds of Chinese martial arts, this skill was like a child's play. Same.

"In this case, if Wing Chun Mo Xie asks you for advice, I will fight ten of them."

Mo Xie directly put up the Wing Chun starting position and raised his eyebrows at Dai Mubai provocatively!

"Tang San, what is Wing Chun?"

"I do not know!"

Seeing Mo Xie's shameless look, Dai Mubai couldn't help but rushed straight in front of Mo Xie, raised his fist and punched out.

Mo Xie stepped forward slightly, grabbed Dai Mubai's shoulder with his right hand, punched him in the chest with his left hand, and hit his face with his right elbow. Dai Mubai's body was falling to the left, and Mo Xie turned sideways and lightly lifted his right arm. He blocked Dai Mubai slightly and hit him back. Before he could react, he was punched in the chest again.

Seeing Mo Xie continue to fight, Tang San and the others were dumbfounded. This was Dai Mubai. His soul power level was three levels higher than Mo Xie's. Why didn't he even have a chance to fight back?

Tang San looked at Mo Xie who was being beaten violently by Dai Mubai and thought to himself: "What a brilliant fighting style. The fists are tight and the blows are eliminated and hit without giving the opponent a chance to fight back."

Three hours later, Mo Xie looked at Dai Mubai who had gained weight again and clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"I feel good now. I wonder what Xiaosan and the others will think when they see the fatter Dai Mubai tomorrow!"

When the three people hiding in the grass heard Mo Xie's words, the corners of their mouths twitched wildly. They really didn't understand why this pervert kept targeting Dai Mubai!

"Fat man, is Boss Dai okay?"

"I think there's something wrong. I haven't stopped for three hours. Boss Dai is really stubborn. Can't you just lie down by yourself?"

"Boss Dai, maybe you want to save face!"

Tang San looked at Dai Mubai lying on the corpse and shook his head: "It's not that Brother Dai doesn't want to lie down, it's that he can't lie down."

Watching Mo Xie leave, the three of them walked out of the haystack.

Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai, shook his head and said, "It was already swollen enough, but now I guess even his ancestors don't recognize him!"

Looking at the unconscious Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun both looked at Tang San.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Fat Man and I have become like this, do you want Boss Dai to spend the night here?"

Tang San sighed and reluctantly carried Dai Mubai on his back.

The next day, Zhao Wuji gathered everyone together and looked at the three fat men in front of them and scratched their heads.

"Tang San, where are Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun? And who are these three fat men?"

"Teacher Zhao, I am Dai Mubai!"

"Teacher Zhao, I am Ma Hongjun!"

"Teacher Zhao, I am Oscar!"

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"Do you think that I, Old Zhao, am stupid? I know these three brats very well, and you want to impersonate them just by looking like you three?"

"Tang San, I'll give you half a stick of incense to get those three bastards over here."

Tang San glanced helplessly at Zhao Wuji and pointed at the three of them.

"Teacher Zhao, they are!"

"Really?"

Seeing Zhao Wuji's confused eyes, the three fat men nodded one after another.

"What did you eat yesterday? Why are you so fat?"

Mo Xie stood next to Zhu Zhuqing with a glass of soy milk and glanced at Zhao Wuji.

"What else can I eat? I'll just have a fat meal!"

When Zhao Wuji heard that his cub was being bullied, he immediately lost his composure.

"What? Someone actually dares to touch my Zhao Wuji people. Do you not want to live anymore?"

"Oscar, tell me who hit you!"

"Teacher Zhao, it was someone from Canghui College who beat me!"

Zhao Wuji stamped his feet angrily, clenched his fists and said word by word: "How dare the little Canghui Academy bully me!"

When Ma Hongjun saw the extremely arrogant people from Canghui College, he immediately pointed at them and said, "Teacher Zhao is them!"

A student from Canghui College looked at Ma Hongjun and Oscar and joked: "Aren't these the two brothers who were beaten and swollen by us last night? Why isn't the other one here?"

Zhao Wuji stared at Dai Mubai with wide eyes. They obviously beat up this kid, so why couldn't he recognize him?

Dai Mubai covered his face. He really couldn't see anyone. Can he say that he went to Mo Xie for a duel with his swollen body last night and was beaten again?

Zhao Wuji pointed at Dai Mubai and asked the people at Canghui College, "Do you know him?"

The people from Canghui College looked at the extremely fat Dai Mubai and scratched their heads.

"Who is this? Why do we need to know him?"

Zhao Wuji touched his chin and thought to himself, could it be that after Dai Mubai was beaten, he was beaten violently by another person?

Mo Xie looked at the extremely depressed Dai Mubai, covering his mouth and snickering. It would be strange for this face-hungry little naughty tiger to confess him.

"How do you count the fact that you beat my people?"

"What, you are their teacher?"

"I am the teacher of these three idiots!"

"Why are you insulting our Canghui Academy? Can't I teach them a lesson?"

Zhao Wuji turned around, walked quickly in front of him, and slapped him hard.

"Teach them a lesson? These are my cubs. Are you an old turtle worthy of teaching them a lesson?"

"You actually do it!"

Zhao Wuji kicked him into the air, beat him with his fists for a while, and then kicked him away.