Douluo: Shocked, Qian Renxue is my wife

The final examination was still held on the ten soul-fighting stages on the playground of Wuhun Academy.

These ten soul-fighting stages are the assessment venues. There are special referee teachers in the venue. They are afraid that some students may exert too much force and be unable to hold back for a while, causing casualties. There will be no one in the school cafeteria and everyone will go to eat.

This kind of scene also happened in the school a few years ago. At that time, there was no student in the cafeteria for half a month.The aunts serving food in the cafeteria experienced the most apologetic time in their lives. During those days, they finally no longer had to pretend to be epileptic patients.

The manager of the cafeteria had a sad look on his face, looking at the food that was fed to the pigs. After all, it ended up in the pig farm. The price originally increased several times, but now he can't even get back the cost...

You may ask, where did these students go? Of course they went to eat...

Qian Xingyu arrived at this familiar venue early, and there were some people around him who had met him before, and they were talking about him.

"Oh, did you know? He was the one who single-handedly challenged the Golden Trio..."

"I know, of course I know, I was there at the time..."

"You don't know that back then he was just a soul master with only sixteenth level soul power, but his first soul ring was a ten thousand year soul ring..."

"......"

Qian Xingyu listened to a few words, shook his head, and sighed: "Although I rarely come to the academy, my legend is everywhere in the academy!"

Because Bi Bidong had greeted the greasy Mediterranean dean Wang Xiaoxuan beforehand.

Qian Xingyu's name is also on the list and competition process for this final assessment.

As the salute sounded, Wang Xiaoxuan straightened out his suit, which was held up by his pregnant belly, which was nine months pregnant and about to give birth. He stood on the podium and talked trash for a while before announcing the start of the assessment.

"Zhang Yun, fight against Liu Niu..."

"Yang Moumou versus Li Moumou..."

........

"Qian Xingyu, fight against Wu Yifan."

.....

"It's finally my turn, I hope this opponent has some strength!"

Bi Bidong on the high platform heard Qian Xingyu's name and immediately looked at Qian Xingyu's Soul Fighting Platform.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this monster who challenged the golden trio to fight Wu Yifan in the first match!"

"I don't know how many rounds Wu Yifan can last!"

"A few more rounds and I might not even be able to breathe..."

"Don't underestimate my Fanfan. According to rumors, he is a distant cousin of a worshipper in Wuhun Palace..."

"Tch, isn't it just a bit of background..."

......

Qian Xingyu walked towards the Soul Fighting Stage, where a student much taller than him was already standing there.

"Hey, are you deaf? Have you made me wait for you for so long?" Wu Yifan looked at Qian Xingyu impatiently.

Bi Bidong, who was always paying attention to the Soul Fighting Stage, felt unhappy when he heard this, "Give me some information about Wu Yifan."

Wang Xiaoxuan on the side immediately ordered his male secretary to go to the archives room to get the information.

Qian Xingyu frowned, "Where did the dog come from? Did he eat a pound of cow dung when he saw it on the road today? His mouth is so smelly?"

These days, swearing is about artistic sublimation...

"you you....."

"What are you, oh, this dog must have choked on the cow dung and was speechless?" Qianxing said with a look of regret.

"Huh~ I don't have the same experience as you."

"Wu Yifan, level 32 attack soul master." Two yellow and one purple soul rings slowly emerged from his body.

"A mere soul master, you are worthy of barking in front of me?" Qian Xingyu slowly walked towards Wu Yifan, and two soul rings as black as ink emerged from his body.

"How can you, a great soul master, have two ten thousand year soul rings?" Wu Yifan asked in surprise.

Bi Bidong in the stands looked at the extremely domineering Qian Xingyu and raised the corner of his mouth...

Off the field, Hu Liena and others looked at Qian Xingyu on the soul fighting stage and murmured: "As expected, this guy has become stronger again..."

"Let's start! I will send you down hard. Do you choose to put your head down? Or lower body down?" Qian Xingyu twisted his neck and said calmly.

"Guji." Wu Yifan swallowed and spit.

He kept paralyzing himself in his heart: "This must be an illusion. This kid must have used some method to color the soul ring. Calm down, I want to calm down."

A small toothpick appeared in Wu Yifan's hand. When you look carefully at the toothpick in his hand, there is a creature that looks like a worm hovering on his toothpick.

Other students on the side looked at the toothpick in Wu Yifan's hand and said, "I know which worshiper he is. He seems to be the cousin of Seventh Master, Subduing Dragon Douluo. Wu Yifan's martial spirit seems to be Just the Coiling Dragon Lottery, and the Dragon Subduing Douluo’s martial spirit is just a stick..."

"Co-author, this guy's martial spirit has degraded..."

"Ha ha ha ha......."

Wu Yifan, who was on the soul-fighting stage, heard the comments from these classmates and immediately felt hugely humiliated. He roared angrily: "My Coiling Dragon Stick is very powerful. You have to bear with me and don't be scared by my martial soul." ....."

Directly activating the soul skill of his third thousand-year soul ring, the toothpick became a little bigger and turned into chopsticks, and he quickly pierced Qian Xingyu's eyes.

"Come to the Soul Fighting Stage! Wu Yifan is here, take out the Coiling Dragon Stick! I'll pierce you, I'll pierce you, I'll pierce you to death." Wu Yifan muttered something authentic.

"Hum the little trick, and burn with anger." Qian Xingyu's hands suddenly turned into dragon claws, and his whole body was filled with star-like arrogance.

The "chopstick" pierced Qian Xingyu's eyes directly, and everyone in the audience screamed.

But this "chopstick" went directly through Qian Xingyu's eye socket, but there was no trace of blood.

"Wocao, this is actually an afterimage." A student with agility and attack spirit exclaimed.

Sure enough, Qian Xingyu appeared directly behind Wu Yifan.

"Ouch~" A dragon roar with soul impact sounded next to Wu Yifan's ears.

Wu Yifan was so shocked that his head was buzzing as he thought. He felt dizzy, his steps were shaky, and he could hardly stand still.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Xingyu directly punched Wu Yifan into the air. Elbows, knees, and combos continued to hit Wu Yifan like a torrential rain. Of course, Qian Xingyu controlled the intensity. , and it won’t cripple him.

Let him lie down for a week at most.

The last kick sent him off the soul fighting platform.

"Qianxing Yusheng."

A few weeks later, after Wu Yifan recovered from his injuries, he ran to Jianglong Douluo with tears in his eyes to complain. When Jianglong Douluo heard that he was fighting Qian Xingyu, and that it was Bibi Dong also came to see him and told him everything about how his cousin started by scolding Xingyu.

He didn't expect that he didn't go to find this grandson. Instead, he ran over and shouted that he was wronged. Dragon Subduing Douluo slapped him directly and cursed angrily: "You are so embarrassing to me. Go home." Go and practice for a few more years before coming back, don’t embarrass yourself.”

Of course these are all for later.

At this moment, Qian Xingyu, who was watching the clean and tidy battle than Bi Bidong, was filled with pride, "It seems that Holy Dragon Douluo's teachings are pretty good..."

Qian Xingyu slowly walked off the stage and inadvertently saw Hu Liena and others looking at him in the distance. As soon as they noticed Qian Xingyu looking towards them, they immediately shifted their gaze...