Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

"You bastard, even if you say you like Sister Xiaowu, Sister Xiaowu will not forgive you for such hooligan behavior!"

Xiao Wu exerted some force on her thighs and easily escaped from Feng Yao's arms.

Looking at Xiao Wu falling gracefully on a brand new quilt, Feng Yao smiled slightly.

Under Xiao Wu's shameful and angry eyes, she turned around and looked for an empty bed.

"Hey, why don't you fight?" Xiao Wu felt annoyed when she saw Feng Yao, who had just confessed his love to her, turned around and stopped paying attention to herself.

"No more fighting, I'm not good at fighting." Feng Yao waved his hand and said.

"If that's the case, then I will be the boss here from now on, and all of you must listen to me from now on." Xiao Wu glanced around, and finally glared at Feng Yao Queen fiercely, then said calmly to Wang Sheng, Tang San and others: " Whose bed does this belong to?”

"This is my bed and my quilt." Tang San walked out of the crowd.

He saw that the brand new bedding given to him by his teacher had been stepped on and soiled by Xiao Wu.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he couldn't help but feel soft when he saw Xiao Wu's cute appearance.

"I have taken a liking to this bedding. It will be mine to use from now on."

After saying that, Xiao Wu shrank into the quilt amid Tang San's dumbfounded expression.

Without anyone seeing it.

Xiao Wu, who was among the quilts, turned red. He held his extremely hot cheeks with his two small hands, feeling ashamed and angry.

"Where did this guy come from? It's too..."

into the night.

Feng Yao sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced the skills given to him when he inherited the Shura god.

Feeling the obvious increase in soul power in his body, Feng Yao couldn't help but doubt the world.

"This illusion is so real..."

"It's like doing it all over again."

"Boy, come out!"

Just when Feng Yao was thinking about the fantasy, a majestic middle-aged male voice sounded in his ears.

Feng Yao frowned.

Didn't wait for him to react.

The voice sounded again: "Boy, I'll wait for you outside. One minute!"

Feng Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, he stood up suddenly and looked towards the door.

The door to the dormitory was open at the moment, and the dim moonlight could barely allow people to see the road clearly.

"Armed!"

Feng Yao summoned the superpower lock, and his whole body was instantly covered in silver armor.

Just after Feng Yao left.

Xiao Wu opened the quilt, her bright eyes flashing with surprise.

"What kind of martial spirit is this? It seems a bit handsome!"

"It's so late, what is he going out for?"

"Go and see!"

With that said, Xiao Wu took off her pink clothes, put on her blue school uniform, and followed.

As soon as Feng Yao walked out of the dormitory, he felt a very familiar force in the darkness in front of him.

"Killing God Realm!"

Feng Yao already knew who was looking for him.

"Tang Hao! Why is this guy looking for me?"

"Did I attract him when I released the killing field during the day?"

Watching Feng Yao walking towards the grove, Xiao Wu followed him from a distance with her little waist bent.

"Is this guy trying to eat delicious food secretly?"

"Damn it! You didn't even call me to eat delicious food!"

"Thankfully I let him hug me!"

Thinking like this, Xiao Wu quickly followed.

in the forest.

Tang Hao was wearing a black robe, and his face was very sloppy, and his slovenly appearance was disgusting.

"Senior, why are you looking for me?" Feng Yao stopped in front of Tang Hao, pretending not to know Tang Hao's identity, and said calmly.

In his mind, everything here is an illusion.

Whether it’s Xiao Wu or whatever!

But Feng Yao didn't want to do whatever he wanted because of this.

He didn't know how to pass this eighth test.

and.

He also cherishes the opportunity to give people a chance to do it again.

Tang Hao did not answer Feng Yao's question, but asked instead: "Boy, who are you and why do you have the God of Killing Domain!"

Feng Yao heard this.

Until Tang Hao mistakenly thought that his killing field was the killing god field.

After all, Tang Hao has never personally experienced the power of the killing field.

"Junior Feng Yao, from Emperor Soul Village, an orphan. I don't know what the killing god realm is that the senior is talking about."

"boom--"

Tang Hao suddenly released his God of Killing Domain and attacked Feng Yao.

Feng Yao felt the killing intent coming.

His face looked a little cold in the darkness.

Tang Hao nodded secretly, "He has a good character."

"Boy, release your martial spirit and let me see."

Hearing this, Feng Yao raised his left hand: "This is my martial spirit, the superpower lock!"

"Superpower Lock? Is the armor on your body a result of this Superpower Lock?" Tang Hao's expression showed contempt.

In his eyes, except for the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit, everyone else was on the same level.

"How much innate soul power do you have?"

"grade ten!"

There was no way he could lie about this.

If Tang Hao wants to know, he only needs to detect his body.

"Oh?" Tang Hao said in surprise.

The amount of innate soul power represents how powerful his martial soul is.

Although some martial arts spirits are of high quality, their innate level is very weak, and such people are just a little better than useless people.

"Boy, I am Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!"

"I'm looking for you today to accept you as my disciple."

"Kneel down!"

During the day, when he saw Tang San becoming apprentice to Yu Xiaogang, he just knelt down and worshiped.

Although he disagreed with the saying that once a teacher is always a father.

But it is undeniable that this sentence would be quite suitable if he, a Haotian Douluo, applied it to others.

Feng Yao suppressed his murderous intent and shook his head slightly: "Although I don't know who the senior is and what Haotian Douluo means. But I heard that becoming a disciple is a very important thing in life."

"Junior doesn't want to become a disciple yet!"

"If the senior has nothing to do with the junior, the junior will still have to rest."

After saying that, Feng Yao turned around to leave, and at this time, his hand had already been placed on the power lock.

If Tang Hao made the slightest move, he was ready to summon the roaring tiger to leave here in a flash.

He had tried it today.

Apart from the supernatural lock, Tianyuan sword, and killing field, he has no other abilities.

Even the Super Beast Arms cannot be used.

Tang Hao just watched Feng Yao leave silently, without saying anything to stop him, let alone taking action.

Because, he found a little white rabbit peeping in the dark.

He was worried that if he took action, he would scare the little white rabbit.

"I don't know what it means!" Tang Hao's eyes already showed murderous intent.

No one can refuse him, and no one dares!

Unexpectedly, he, a ninety-fifth-level super Douluo, would be rejected today when he personally came forward to recruit a disciple.

When Feng Yao returned to Qishe, he glanced at Xiao Wu's bed.

There, Xiao Wu had a smile on her lips and a slight blush on her cheeks, as if she had dreamed of something that made her feel happy.

"I don't know what the time difference is between this illusion and the real world."

"I only have one year."

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yao returned to the bed, sat cross-legged and continued to meditate.

No matter what, improving strength is always the first factor.

If he could start over again, Feng Yao, who had the cultivation method of Shura God, would definitely progress faster than himself in the original world.