Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 163 Senior Freshman Competition! First Meeting!

Seeing the identical expressions of the two men, the middle-aged man raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"Ontology Sect, I believe you have all heard of it, so I won't elaborate on it here."

Leaning back, the middle-aged man leaned on the office chair and explained.

"Ten thousand years ago, there once appeared a peerless genius, and his martial spirit was the original martial spirit..."

But his martial spirit is different from yours. His martial spirit is not only powerful!

He is also a complete martial spirit! His strength is beyond the reach of even the leader!

Huo Yuhao and the other two looked shocked when they heard that the leader was no match!

You must know that the current leader of Anluo is regarded by the world as the most powerful person in the world!

Even the soul beast clan is overwhelmed by his peerless powerhouse!

If the leader of Anluo hadn't pity this rare peace in the world!

I am afraid that the Wuhun Empire and other forces have long been slaughtered by the Anluo Cult Leader!

It is precisely because of this that Anluo Church, like the Spirit Empire, has become a dream place for spirit masters!

"Then what happened next! Where did that genius soul master go? Why is there no record in the ancient books?"

Zhou Yi frowned as she looked at the students cheering because they were defeated.

Among the three, only Huo Yuhao remained silent.

"In the senior freshman competition, you must get a place back for me! If I lose to Class 106, no one will have an easy time!"

After losing for three consecutive years without a win, if I hadn't heard that among the senior students of this class.

Staring at the middle-aged man strangely, Tang Wutong always felt that there was something going on at home that she was hiding from her since she was a child.

When talking about this issue, Tang Wutong folded his arms and was very angry.

In their eyes, the four Zijuns seemed to shine!

The scent it exudes makes people feel peaceful and close.

Early morning of the second day!

In the quiet classroom, Zhou Yi glanced at the students who were working and announced without a smile.

The middle-aged man held the pen tightly in his hand, and the evil spirit in his body spread vaguely!

In an instant!

The temperature in the entire office has dropped significantly!

"Grandpa Deacon? Grandpa Deacon!" Seeing the dazed middle-aged man, Tang Wutong approached and shouted.

He raised his hand to his forehead, with an unteachable look on his face.

After all...if the leadership fails this time.

He will leave the teaching profession forever and return to the clan to take care of the clan's industry.

For a moment, Zhou Yi stood on the stage with a myriad of thoughts.

——After three consecutive years of defeat, from a high-spirited young man,

He has become a numb young man who has lost his fighting spirit and is depressed.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, four people from Zijun and four from Huo Yuhao came to the training ground to join together in a tacit understanding.

Without saying a word, he followed Tang Wutong out of Tangmen and walked towards the exit.

As early as when she took over this class, she already knew the situation of the class.

As a result, the two empires had no contact with each other, even in the academy.

He smiled awkwardly, put away the evil spirit leaking out of his body, and said embarrassedly.

"Haha! I fell into memories for a moment. I can only blame that man. His talent is so terrifying that I can't help myself."

Looking at the empty office, the middle-aged man took off his glasses with a tired look.

Looking at the handsome and charming Zijun with melancholy eyes in front of him.

Is there really no hope for this class of Class 105...?

Although they don't say it on the surface, people from the two empires often have constant conflicts secretly.

From childhood to adulthood, the Anluo Empire educated them in knowledge.

"Since we are all on the same team, how about introducing each other?"

That feeling is strange to say, it feels like the entire Anluo Empire!

And the forces under it are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Especially for people from the Anluo Empire!

It is precisely because of this that the people of the Anluo Empire and the people of the Wuhun Empire have never dealt with each other.

Cheers of joy echoed throughout the classroom.

"There are a total of two teams representing Class 105 this time..."

To the people of the Anluo Empire, the Wuhun Empire is a complete hypocrite!

There is serious racial discrimination within its empire.

Four talented students from Zi Ba Ba and Huo Yuhao joined.

"I hope there are no resources among this group of disciples, otherwise... I will lose my beloved disciple again."

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, pulled out the drawer and took out a list of disciples.

Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong looked at each other, feeling a little disappointed.

On the surface, he loves his people, but he is extremely repulsive to people from other countries!

An empire that the poor people strongly support, is it... really bad?

After putting away the Xuanshui Pill, Huo Yuhao and the two walked out of the office.

For a moment, there was a wailing sound in the classroom.

The figure that is still like a nightmare and buried deep in my heart appears in my mind.

What awaits her... is not just as simple as losing her teaching qualification.

"That man is from the Spirit Empire. If he hadn't been there, how could the Spirit Empire have been able to get away with it so far?"

Each team is divided into four people! They are Zibaba, Xueer, Naer, and Nannan!

The second team! Huo Yuhao, Tang Wutong, Xiaoxiao, Caitou!

As the list of participants came to an end, the other students who were unable to participate in the competition breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really unwilling to take over such a class.

But...is this really the case?

The Wuhun Empire is actually a hypocritical empire!

Fights between the student soul masters of the two countries are common.

I heard that the man was from the Wuhun Empire.

"The deacon is right. The Spirit Empire is maliciously hostile to the Anluo Empire because it relies on the valuable gold of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda and is unwilling to share it with other countries."

Upon hearing this, the students in Class 106 immediately showed melancholy on their faces.

There is no other reason!

The previous elegant temperament is gone!

Huo Yuhao, who was following Tang Wutong and walking with his head lowered, glanced at Dai Huabin in the aisle.

Although the Wuhun Empire is hostile to the Anluo Empire, it has never harmed civilians.

The memories in his mind were interrupted by Tang Wutong, and the middle-aged man finally came back to his senses.

Huo Yuhao asked again, because that man was most likely from this world,

The only soul master who knows how to fully cultivate the original martial soul!

"Dead, ten thousand years ago... After that unprecedented battle, the genius soul master disappeared into the long river of history..."

Tang Wutong and Xiaoxiao not only lowered their heads shyly but did not dare to look directly.

Class 106 is the most powerful class since the school was founded!

Most of the students in his class are beast soul masters!

In addition, the disciples of the five major sects and the elites of Wuhun Palace are all in Class 106!

"Quiet!" Zhou Yi shouted, and the wailing in the classroom suddenly stopped.

"I...my name is Huo Yuhao, Martial Spirit Eyes, Level 55 Soul King." Huo Yuhao said.

As for Huo Yuhao and Caitou, they were also impressed by the beauty of the four Zijuns.

When everyone arrived, Zi Jun was the first to speak, sitting across from Huo Yuhao and the other four, and smiled.

"That man can't be Shura Douluo, right?" Tang Wutong said unintentionally, but he hit the nail on the head!

He glanced at Tang Wutong in surprise. The middle-aged man smiled and said nothing, shaking his head in rejection.

As he spoke, a sinister smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips.

"My name is He Caitou! Hehe!" the bald young man sitting next to Huo Yuhao said.

"Oh! Not bad! Twin martial arts souls! It's a pity that they are a bit different in appearance."

Zi Jun looked at Caitou and smiled, and he could see through the martial spirit in Caitou's body at a glance.

"What!" Huo Yuhao and the others were shocked when they heard Zi Jun's comment!

(End of chapter)