I am the anchor in Douluo Dalu through time travel

Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is four years later.

In Yu Xiaogang's apartment at Notting College.

Yun Ling, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall, was grabbing Yu Xiaogang's collar and roaring with foam and stars flying from his mouth.

"What did you say? I'm going to Wuhun City? To receive a year-long education from Wuhun Palace?"

"Are you kidding me? How could a big shot like the Pope be interested in an ant like me?"

"What? This is a lottery drawn by the Pope? Which bastard invented the lottery?"

Behind Yun Ling, Tang San pulled him desperately.

"Pang Heng, please calm down, the teacher doesn't want to do that. Who asked you to hold a grand opening ceremony some time ago to celebrate the official establishment of Fat Heng Beverage Company."

"You have to make too much noise for Wuhun Palace to notice."

"Martial Soul Hall originally had a one-year special training camp plan. Besides, you are not the only one participating. People from several major sects in the two empires are participating."

Tang San felt Yun Ling's strength getting stronger and stronger, and his master began to roll his eyes.

He quickly winked at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu, who was eating potato chips and watching the excitement, rolled her eyes gracefully and gently pulled her with her two beautiful hands.

The two were separated in an instant, and Yu Xiaogang felt that the air was so beautiful.

After a while, Yu Xiaogang, who had adjusted his breath, frowned and said: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. Not everyone in the Douluo Continent can be qualified to be personally instructed by the Pope. If you get this qualification, you should go back and ask Ask old Jack.”

"Ask him if there is smoke coming out of your ancestral grave. To tell you the truth, it's too late for you to regret it. The person who picked you up is already in the dean's office."

"You don't have to go if you don't want to go this time!"

Yun Ling was paralyzed on the ground, looking helpless.

"What a sin! Why should I attend the opening ceremony if I don't have anything to do? It's okay now. I'm going to the Wuhundian headquarters to receive an education in love."

Seeing Yun Ling's devastated look, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry, it's only about a year. Soon, you will report directly to Shrek Academy in one year. By then, Tang San and Xiaowu will also go to Shrek Academy soon."

Yun Ling had no choice but to walk into the dean's office under the gaze of a few people.

In the dean's office, Demon Bear Douluo and Ju Douluo were drinking Fat House Happy Water.

Since Happy Water was officially put on the shelves at Pang Heng Snack Bar, it immediately became popular throughout the continent.

Especially in Wuhun City, everyone in the entire Wuhun City, regardless of age or sex, is extremely fascinated by this carbonated drink.

The enshrined elders in the Wuhun Palace even drank the happy water as water...

The tall and tall Demon Bear burped with satisfaction and then put the bottle aside.

"What do you mean? How does the Holy Son's head look like? How could he research such delicious water?"

"I'm a little addicted to it. I feel uncomfortable if I don't drink for a day. And the advertising slogan is even more amazing!"

Demon Bear Douluo slapped his thigh and said: "Strength, strength can do wonders. After drinking Feizhai Happy Water, I will feel relaxed every month!"

Ju Douluo took out another piece of pig's trotter rice and handed it to Demon Bear Douluo.

"Try this again, it's a perfect match with happy water!"

Demon Bear Douluo took the pig's trotter rice with some doubts.

"I know this stuff. A bowl of pig's trotter rice brings out a man's romance. I often eat it in Wuhun City. What's so special about what you gave me?"

Ju Douluo smiled mysteriously and motioned to the demon bear to taste it and find out.

When the demon bear started to eat, Ju Douluo said: "This is the curry flavor newly developed by the Holy Son. As the saying goes, everything has the flavor of curry. It is healthy and hygienic."

"How is it? Does it suit your taste?" Ju Douluo asked with a smile.

Demon Bear Douluo had a constipated expression on his face, shook his head and said angrily: "It doesn't taste good, it has an indescribable taste."

"That's because you don't know how to taste it. Curry-flavored pig's trotter rice is very popular in the canteen of Notting College. Many girls like this taste."

Ju Douluo was just about to continue praising the curry-flavored pig's trotter rice when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Ju Douluo quickly stood aside respectfully and made gestures to the demon bear.

The Demon Bear nodded and shouted in a loud and powerful voice: "Come in!"

The door opened with a creak, and then a boy with baby fat on his face walked in with a troubled expression.

Yun Ling looked at the tall and tall Demon Bear Douluo, and then at Ju Douluo who was still trying to hide his identity.

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he roared in his heart: "In the original plot, there are no two titled Douluo in Notting College."

"Hey, if you two Douluo know that your biggest opponent is in the academy in the future, you will definitely regret taking me away today instead of taking Tang San away."

He was complaining crazily in his heart, but still pretending to be surprised and surprised on his face: "Uncle Yue, why are you here?"

Ju Douluo lowered his head, looking submissive, and whispered: "I will deliver the food. Congratulations to you, Fat Heng. You can go to Wuhun City to receive personal guidance from the Pope."

Yun Ling smiled honestly and pretended not to know Ju Douluo's identity.

"It's okay! Uncle, when are you going to have another child with Mother Chen?"

Ju Douluo suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore and trotted away.

In the past few years, Yun Ling often pretended not to know Ju Douluo's identity and teased him.

Yun Ling sincerely hopes that he and Widow Chen can have a child. In that case, the three Tiedan brothers will have a bright future.

Everyone feels that the mainland will always be peaceful, and as long as they work hard, they will eventually live a good life.

Only Yun Ling himself knew that a war would break out on this continent in a few decades.

When he thought about the outcome of this war, Yun Ling wanted to beat Tang San.

"You bastard! How good are you at letting Wuhundian win?"

Demon Bear Douluo looked at the Holy Son with some surprise, who suddenly gritted his teeth.

Did you offend him somewhere?

"Your name is Yun Ling?"

Demon Bear Douluo pretended not to recognize Yun Ling and shouted in a loud voice.

The sound was like thunder, instantly shaking Yun Ling.

"Yeah!" Yun Ling nodded fiercely.

While watching Yun Ling, Demon Bear Douluo quietly checked Yun Ling's soul power and found that he was born with full soul power.

Then he nodded with satisfaction: "My name is Demon Bear. I come from Wuhun City. On the order of His Majesty the Pope, I came to take your boy to Wuhun City for a one-year teaching."

"If you don't have any objections, let's get on our way now, right?"

Seeing that Yun Ling didn't respond, the Demon Bear immediately grabbed him by the collar and jumped down from the second floor.

Real experts never take the stairs, they always jump out of the window.

The two of them got on a soul guide similar to an airship.

With a swish, he flew towards the direction of Wuhun City.

In Yu Xiaogang's apartment, the three of them were watching the soul guide getting further and further away.

Tang San asked in a low voice: "Master, was Fat Heng really drawn?"

The corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched a few times, and he said tiredly: "The little fat man is so lucky. Originally, the Pope planned to operate in a secretive manner, but his men took the wrong box, and there was only a note in the box with his name on it. "

Tang San was stunned. He leaned back and murmured: "Pang Heng's luck is really good!"