Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"Father?!"

Neither Dai Yaoheng nor Dai Huabin could believe that their father would suddenly kneel down towards Fu Rui.

But only Duke White Tiger knew the reason, and he could not resist the pressure at all.

It was equally unbelievable to the soldiers around them that the man who was like a god of war in their eyes would actually kneel down before a girl of eleven or twelve years old. You have to know that the White Tiger Duke's dominance over the army was even greater than that of the emperor to some extent.

But after this incident, the prestige of Duke Baihu in the army will probably be greatly reduced.

"Father?" Fu Rui tilted his head slightly and smiled suddenly.

A tall figure appeared out of nowhere, and the surrounding light suddenly became dim. All the light seemed to have been absorbed by his body, but his pair of golden pupils were exceptionally bright.

"Senior, I am stupid and offended your daughter, but my father did nothing wrong..." Then, Dai Yuheng felt as if the air around him had solidified. He could not move at all and could not even make a sound.

Dai Huabin, what an idiot! We've been classmates for several months, why didn't you do some background checks before speaking? Dai Yaoheng roared in his heart.

As a result, the girl called upon someone who was even more powerful than the Duke of White Tiger. Putting aside his strength, the other party could crush their father with his height and appearance.

"How come it's not his fault that I didn't teach my son well?" Di Tian raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Dai Yuheng coldly. His condescending attitude made him unable to muster the slightest desire to resist.

Then, Di Tian’s gaze fell on Huo Yuhao who was watching the show.

Huo Yuhao was originally immersed in the fantasy of making Dai Hao kneel in front of his mother's grave and repent in the future, but suddenly he felt as if he had nowhere to hide.

I have only met Dai Hao three times! You won't be angry with me, right?

“What is this?” It was most likely something given by the teacher. Huo Yuhao faced Di Tian under psychological pressure, and the other party threw a heavy, long metal box to him in public.

"We have made a new weapon for you." Mu Xing suddenly appeared behind Huo Yuhao and put his hands on his shoulders. "Your birthday is coming soon, so let's consider this as your birthday present!"

Emperor Tian did not comment. Mu Xing was right. The calamity caused by sword forging fell on him. Although such a day did not have much commemorative significance for the immortal species, for Huo Yuhao, who had suffered a lot, he would be willing to sacrifice his life for him as long as he was given a little sweetness.

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes wide, and for a moment he was at a loss, his eyes involuntarily becoming moist.

"I told you he doesn't have that much of an opinion about you." Fu Rui nudged Huo Yuhao with his elbow and spoke in his heart voice.

"Teacher..." Huo Yuhao's nose suddenly felt sore, and tears immediately rushed out. He and his mother had been dependent on each other since he was a child, and he was used to the fickleness of the world in the Duke's Mansion. Except for his mother who endured it silently, no one remembered his birthday. But even so, he might not receive any gifts on his birthday, and it would be great if he could eat better than usual.

"Is it okay to cry here?" Mu Xing gently wiped away his tears. Her original intention was to humiliate the White Tiger Duke, but Huo Yuhao turned around suddenly, hugged her tightly, and burst into tears. It was a completely hysterical cry like a catharsis, and he didn't even realize that he buried his head in Mu Xing's chest.

"Be good." Mu Xing patted Huo Yuhao on the back, thinking to himself, Dai Hao, you really deserve to die.

Huo Yuhao didn't want to cry in front of everyone, but he couldn't stop crying. He recalled his childhood in the Duke's Mansion. At that time, he was most afraid of the coming of winter. Every winter, he had to work outside with his mother during the day, and at night, the mother and son shivered in the woodshed.

Until Di Tian picked him up, "That's enough, go back and cry if you want to, don't force me to slap you in front of so many people!"

“Oh.” Huo Yuhao held back his tears instantly. Fu Rui was right. Her father was quite tolerant of the cubs. Look at those scumbags who were related to him by blood! Dai Hao was only of some use at this time. At least he could share most of the firepower for him.

He quickly calmed himself down, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and smiled sheepishly at his companions, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself. This is the first time I've received such a formal birthday gift."

"Brother, he is so pitiful!" Meng Hongchen said in a low voice.

"Let's go back first." Xiao Hongchen hesitated for a while, then pulled his confused sister and ran back to the camp of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy.

By the time they hurried back to the base of Diao Academy, the crowd had already dispersed. After asking around, they learned that the Xingluo Emperor had just come in person and had to persuade the strong men of Longge to release the people. The team leader teacher of Shrek Academy and Taotie Douluo never showed up from beginning to end.

“Huo Yuhao!” Xiao Hongchen rushed over carrying a huge golden-red sword. He didn’t even think of putting it into the storage soul guide, so that the contestants from other academies stationed nearby thought that another person came to cause trouble.

Huo Yuhao and his companions were collecting his scattered tools. "Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"

"Here you go!" Xiao Hongchen stuffed the giant sword into his hand, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was your birthday? This is the best soul guide we brought for this competition!"

“How can I do this?” Huo Yuhao declined quickly. Anything produced by Mingdetang must be a top-notch product. Although he had recently bought an eighth-level close-body soul guide from the Starlight Auction House, the soul guide that Xiao Hongchen called the “best” was definitely not comparable to the Tyrant Tiger Soul Refining Sword.

Ma Lao, who secretly guarded Hong Chen and his sister, felt his heart bleed. This close-body soul guide was not only the master's masterpiece, but also the pinnacle of the eighth-level soul guide. Although Long Pavilion must have a better close-body soul guide, if it were other forces, such as Shrek Academy, he was sure that all the soul guides of the Shrek Academy's soul guide department could not make this close-body soul guide. This gap is not only reflected in rare resources, but more importantly, the concept of soul guides and the accumulation of research.

Xiao Hongchen, you are such a spendthrift! Old Ma has already figured out how to complain to the head of Hongchen Hall.

"Its name is Judgment, and even my grandfather couldn't develop its full power. Although you can't use it now, you can give it to your teammates first. The Sword of Judgment can instantly integrate the power of darkness into the enemy's soul power, turning the enemy into an uncontrollable dark attribute, while at the same time judging the opponent with its own powerful light attribute. When encountering a weak enemy, the opponent's soul power can be disintegrated in an instant, or even completely destroyed by the bright aura of the Sword of Judgment. This is not just a gift for you, but also our investment in you." Meng Hongchen added with a smile.