Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 53 I show my cards, I am not a Titled Douluo (Second update!!!)

There are two major titled Douluo in the Qibao Glazed Sect. One of them must be inseparable from Ning Fengzhi, and the other one guards the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Sword Douluo has appeared, so Ning Fengzhi must be nearby.

The reason why he came out now is because he also wanted to see what was special about Shrek Academy.

But it didn't matter at this glance, he actually discovered that the mysterious young titled Douluo who had caused a lot of commotion during this time was actually the dean of Shrek Academy!

So after Mo Lang's duel with Sword Douluo, he immediately came out of the darkness.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were soft and there was a smile on his lips. He looked at Sword Douluo and said, "Uncle Jian, there are only two years until the start of the Soul Master Competition. I just don't go out much these two years.

Besides, as long as I can negotiate that thing and have those few things around me, most people can't do anything to me."

"But……"

"Forget it, let me take a step back. Ning Zong mainly goes out for something. How about you stay with him and return to Shrek Academy when you have nothing to do?"

Sword Douluo wanted to say something else, but Mo Lang waved his hand impatiently and took a step back.

He knew that the Title Douluo's strength was more than that. If he was pushed into a situation, it would be really difficult for him. It would be better to take a few steps back now and sell Sword Douluo a favor.

Seeing that Mo Lang retreated one step at a time, Sword Douluo was not an unreasonable person. Besides, he still had selfish motives and wanted to accept Mo Lang as his disciple. He simply nodded and said, "I

I am willing to admit defeat. Since I have lost, so what if I have to be a janitor for two years."

In this way, Jian Chenxin became the gatekeeper of Shrek Academy.

"It is our Shrek Academy's honor that Sword Douluo can settle in Shrek Academy. How can we let seniors guard the gate? If seniors don't dislike it, why not become an honorary vice-president and teach these boys how to practice?"

Flanders was still a good person. Seeing that the atmosphere had relaxed, he said immediately.

"No, the gatekeeper is the gatekeeper. I don't like to teach others."

Sword Douluo could only talk easily in front of Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.

In front of other people, I still have the attitude of being exclusive about my clothes.

However, since he was living under someone else's roof, his tone was much softer when he spoke.

Seeing that Sword Douluo's attitude was so determined, Flanders didn't press too hard.

He said with a smile on his face: "It's getting late, why don't we all have a late-night snack and drink and talk?"

If you have anything, you can talk about it.

There is also a place to sleep here, and if you two don’t mind it, you can stay here for one night.”

"If that's the case, then it's hard work."

Ning Fengzhi thought that he still had things to do, so he nodded and said politely.

"You go ahead, I'll take a shower and come right away."

Mo Lang knew what Ning Fengzhi was doing here, and he also knew that after using the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and the Ice and Fire Dragon King's wings, he could no longer hide his affairs, so he simply talked about it tonight.

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night.

While Mo Lang was taking a bath, Ning Fengzhi asked Ning Rongrong a few questions, most of which were about Mo Lang.

After learning about Mo Lang, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo glanced at each other in unison, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

"Rongrong, why didn't you tell me about this in the envelope?"

It turned out that Ning Rongrong had talked to Tang San about the hidden weapon cooperation in the morning and sent a letter back, but she didn't talk about Mo Lang.

"Because Brother Lang told everyone to keep it a secret. If I tell anyone, how can I still hang out in Shrek Academy?" Ning Rongrong said aggrievedly.

"You kid..."

"Fengzhi, what are you doing? I think what Rongrong said makes sense."

Ning Fengzhi was just about to say something about his daughter when Sword Douluo glared at him from the side. The corners of his mouth twitched and he sighed without saying anything more.

"By the way, Dad, look at my martial arts spirit!"

Ning Rongrong remembered that after taking Qiluo Tulip, her martial spirit had reached the ninth level, and she immediately showed it off to her father like a show off.

"This is...Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower!"

Ning Fengzhi was puzzled at first, but when he saw his precious daughter Qibao Glazed Pagoda transformed into Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, his eyes immediately widened!

So Ning Rongrong told the story about Mo Lang taking out the immortal items and giving them to the Shrek Seven Monsters. After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi had a look of admiration on his face.

Sword Douluo, on the other hand, looked ashamed: "It turns out that I misunderstood that boy. This is the best place for Rongrong to end up."

Afterwards, Ning Fengzhi discussed the hidden weapon with Tang San, and after finalizing the price, Mo Lang arrived belatedly.

"How long does it take you to take a bath?"

The main reason why Sword Douluo wanted to stay was because of Mo Lang.

He was very curious about Mo Lang. If he could accept him as his disciple, he would be able to inherit his legacy.

As a result, the wait lasted for half an hour. If the skewers hadn't tasted really good, he would have wanted to grab the other party.

"You can't stop your mouth even if you eat skewers? I'm so handsome, what's wrong with being more clean?" Mo Lang, who has always been soft-spoken, responded immediately.

In the end, Sword Douluo laughed without being angry, took a sip of wine and said, "If you hadn't been so angry with me, I would have cut you a few swords today."

"With such a loud tone, I'm not afraid of losing my waist. Eat more kidneys to make up for it." Mo Lang was not used to Sword Douluo, so he picked up a bunch of kidneys and started eating.

"Hey, I have such a bad temper, do you want to keep gesticulating!?" Sword Douluo got angry, but was stopped by Ning Fengzhi who was standing aside: "Uncle Jian, say less, say less." Sword Douluo said.

Luo then sat back down again.

Mo Lang didn't care at all. After taking a sip of wine, he picked up a bunch of kidneys.

"Ahem, Brother Mo, I'd like to take the liberty to ask, was that Titled Douluo in Sunset Forest a few days ago you?" Ning Fengzhi coughed and asked curiously.

"It's me, but I'm not a Titled Douluo.

You have all seen my true strength, I am just a Soul Emperor.

However, my master taught me a secret method that can temporarily enhance the strength of a titled Douluo."

Mo Lang admitted it openly. He didn't want to lie, because one lie requires countless lies to make up for it, which would be too tiring.

Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched. He didn't expect Mo Lang to admit it so cleanly, and even told himself the reason.

"What? You have a master now?"

What Sword Douluo was concerned about was not how Mo Lang could be promoted to a titled Douluo, but that Mo Lang actually had a master.

"Of course, otherwise how do you think my soul ring came from?"

Mo Lang knew that the other party would definitely ask him about the soul ring, so he simply told him directly.

After all, he had a ten-thousand-year soul ring from the beginning, and he has two hundred-thousand-year soul rings. This is really amazing.

When Sword Douluo heard this, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

He should have thought that there must be someone behind the other party's strength at such a young age, as well as an unconventional combination of soul rings.

It's just that in this Douluo Continent, I haven't heard of anyone being able to kill a hundred thousand year soul ring alone?

Could it be that he is a hidden powerhouse who has exceeded level 100?

Not only Sword Douluo was curious, but everyone present was also curious.

"To be able to teach a peerless genius like Brother Mo, my respected master must be a peerless strong man. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to meet him?"

Originally, Ning Fengzhi shouldn't have asked such an abrupt question. Maybe he knew such a powerful person, so he didn't care about etiquette.

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(End of chapter)