Douluo: If someone breaks the defense, I will become stronger!

"careful!"

Lu Cheng suddenly threw Ning Rongrong down, and at the same time, a sharp sleeve arrow was drawn from Tang San's sleeve and shot towards the two of them.

"Ding!"

The hidden weapon scratched Lu Cheng's back and was quickly bounced away.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Tang San took action quickly, everything happened too fast, and no one knew what happened yet.

But soon.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu took the lead and jumped to Lu Cheng's side, helped Lu Cheng up, and asked with concern.

"It's very soft, very white...cough, it's okay. How can something happen to me?" Lu Cheng coughed twice.

A blush appeared on Ning Rongrong's fair cheeks. This was the first man besides her father that she had had close physical contact with since she was born.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

That nigga just now dared to attack her!

If Lu Cheng hadn't blocked that hidden weapon for him, she would have probably been injured without any defense!

While my heart was full of gratitude to Lu Cheng, my disgust for Tang San also reached the extreme.

"You want to kill me?!!"

"I..." Tang San stood there at a loss.

He did intend to teach Ning Rongrong a harsh lesson, but he was not stupid enough to kill someone directly. At best, he would just swipe Ning Rongrong's face to scare her.

But what he didn't expect was that Lu Cheng's reaction would be so quick!

Now, he was speechless.

After all, he was indeed the one who shot the sleeve arrow. As for whether the intention was to kill or to scare, who can tell?

"What do you want to do?"

Dai Mubai walked over and stared at Tang San with a serious face.

"Just because two sentences don't agree with each other, you use a killer move against your future classmates. No matter how short of people we have at Shrek Academy, we won't want people like you. Please leave!"

Zhao Wuji also opened his eyes, walked closer quickly, and looked at Tang San with anger on his face.

"I……"

Tang San wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.

"Okay, let me say it one last time, please get out of here!!"

Zhao Wuji looked solemn and spoke word by word.

Tang San frowned.

He wanted to turn around and leave, so cool and unrestrained, there was no need to be so angry.

But he remembered the master's instructions before leaving, that you must join Shrek Academy. This is a turning point in your life.

He gritted his teeth and decided to give in.

"I am the master's apprentice, and it was the master who asked me to come here!"

"Grandmaster?"

The voices of Zao Wuji and Flender sounded at the same time.

Everyone looked at Flanders who suddenly appeared, a little confused.

This old boy has been secretly spying on their situation?

Flanders faced everyone's surprised looks and didn't have time to pay attention. He flashed to Tang San's side, his brows furrowed.

"You said you are the master's apprentice?"

"Exactly!" When Tang San saw Flanders suddenly appearing, he was secretly relieved. It seemed that this person knew the master.

Flanders' sharp eyes swept over Tang San, paused for a moment on the twenty-four bridge around his waist, and finally sighed slowly.

"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, are you finally not going to escape?"

But your disciple’s character...

Alas, this has posed a big problem for me.

Flanders waved his hand, narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang San closely.

"I won't pursue it this time, just for the sake of Master, but if there is a next time..."

"Yes." Tang San nodded reluctantly. He wanted to explain clearly, but in this situation, he could only break his teeth and swallow.

Flanders took on the identity of the dean, suppressed the aggrieved Ning Rongrong, and glanced at Zhao Wuji again.

Just put some sea in it and fool it for a few times, you know.

Zhao Wuji immediately understood and gave him a reassuring look.

Go all out, no need for you to tell me, I will definitely do it.

After seeing this, Flanders left with satisfaction.

He and Zao Wuji have been working together for so many years, and there is still a tacit understanding.

There are too many geniuses here, whether it is Ning Rongrong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Lu Cheng with a purple and black soul ring, or Xiao Wu, the three-ringed soul master, they are all real monsters.

But a genius who has not grown up is just a genius after all.

In Zao Wou-Ki's hands, let alone holding a stick of incense, it would take even a minute!

After Flanders left.

Lu Cheng and the others got together again.

"Introduce yourself." Lu Cheng smiled lightly.

With Tang San Joker in front, he was now in control of the overall situation, so he naturally had no pressure.

"I'll go first, Lu Cheng, 12 years old, martial soul soul-devouring gun, level 33 assault type battle soul master."

Soul-eating gun?

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Lu Cheng curiously.

She had never heard of this martial spirit, but she should be able to see its power soon.

"How did your first soul ring reach a thousand years?"

Ning Rongrong held her beautiful face in her hands, looking like an obedient princess.

"Want to know?"

Lu Cheng said mysteriously.

"Uh-huh!"

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes wide and looked at Lu Cheng in surprise.

"The answer is..."

Zhu Zhuqing's face was cold, but in fact he was full of curiosity. His ears were perked up and he listened calmly.

"Pleasure yourself and torture others."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

Dai Mubai: "..."

Tang San:"……"

"Ding, feel the mood swings!"

"Ding, the treasure chest is being extracted!"

"Ding, golden treasure chest x3! All soul rings get 15 years!"

Listening to the notification sound from the system, Lu Cheng Xiaoxiong spread his hands.

It’s just facts. If you don’t believe it, who can you blame?

"Since I'm the strongest here, let me take command. Is everyone okay with that?"

Lu Cheng smiled lightly.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu nodded, indicating that this should be the case.

Zhu Zhuqing also nodded lightly.

Only Tang San snorted coldly and turned his head.

Everyone was introduced one by one.

"Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of Martial Spirits, level 26 auxiliary soul master."

"Xiao Wu, the beast martial spirit Soft Bone Charming Rabbit, a thirty-level attack-type battle spirit master."

"Zhu Zhuqing, beast martial spirit ghost cat, twenty-seventh level agility attack type battle spirit master."

"Hmph, Tang San, Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, level 29 control-type battle spirit master."

"Can you practice with Blue Silver Grass?" Ning Rongrong looked suspicious. "Isn't that a useless martial spirit?"

"You are just ignorant."

Tang San said lightly.

"That's much better than you clown." Ning Rongrong retorted unceremoniously.

"you!"

Seeing that another dispute was about to start, Lu Cheng quickly interrupted.

In fact, I was secretly happy inside.

Let's make a fuss. It would be better to drag Ning Fengzhi into trouble until the end.

In the end, the Haotian Sect and the Qibao Glazed Sect broke up, and he took advantage of the opportunity with the Wuhun Palace to break the already close tacit understanding between the three sects.

Let me introduce you, let’s call him Lian Heng.

Lu Cheng pulled the two away.

"Let's formulate tactics first. Xiao Wu and I will attack from the front, Ning Rongrong will assist, Zhu Zhuqing will harass from the side, and Tang San, you will be responsible for using Blue Silver Grass to contain Teacher Zhao."

"Any comments?"

"No."

"Then do it!"

Lu Cheng smiled slightly.