Douluo: My mother is the time traveler

"Luo Jianxin, twenty-six years old, fifty-fourth level agility attack type war spirit king, martial spirit red blood blade."

In Shrek Academy, Flanders held a stack of thick booklets, which contained the files of these little guys over the years in the academy.

No, he is no longer a little guy...

He raised his eyes, with complicated expressions, most of which were filled with relief.

With clever tactics and tacit cooperation, the greenness has faded away, and now the four of them look extremely experienced.

Unlike those graduates from the high-level soul master academy who were stiff, the four of them seemed to have been in the soul master world for a long time. They all had their own tactics and ideas, which had long been elusive to their teachers.

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Education is not filling a bucket of water, but lighting a fire.

He and Liu Erlong stood side by side, looking at the four people in the field and Zhao Wuji who was fighting with the four people.

Luo Jianxin is the oldest among the four. He usually cares about things and always squints his eyes, but he is actually very concerned about everything around him.

Unknowingly, the boy who looked like bean sprouts back then was now wielding a sword as smoothly as if he were drinking tea and eating. His swordsmanship was fierce and his demeanor was overwhelming.

He stabbed Zhao Wuji with his sword. Lao Zhao didn't want to use his fragile lower body to catch it, so he had no choice but to let Wang Xiaoxiao go and avoid the edge for the time being.

This student is very dirty!

"Wang Xiaoxiao, twenty-four years old, fifty-level control type war soul king, martial soul soul-killing lamp."

Soul-killing lamp, mutated martial soul.

According to her own words, this martial spirit is a strong yuppie.

Wang Xiaoxiao is very similar to Luo Jianxin, she is listless all day long.

He can sit but not stand, he is probably less than 1.5 meters tall, and he has a baby face. When he first came to Shrek, Flanders thought he was a kid from somewhere running around to play.

After passing the assessment that year, Flanders asked them a question about what they wanted to do in the future.

"I want to be a good-for-nothing person!"

This was Wang Xiaoxiao's answer at that time. More than ten years later, Flanders still remembers it.

Zhao Wuji had just dodged Luo Jianxin's dirty sword, and the fifth soul ring behind him, that little girl who wanted to be a 'good-for-nothing', lit up brightly.

In Zao Wuji's eyes, five laughing and playing purple-black evil spirits appeared, and they hugged his five limbs.

He tried his best to crack it, but he didn't struggle to activate this soul skill in the first place!

He was a soul saint, but he was trapped by the fifth soul skill of a soul king!

Flanders looked at the files of several people in his hand and read out the names one after another.

These four guys are all graduates this year. They have been in Shrek Academy since they were twelve years old, moving from the old campus to the new campus, and then from the new campus back to the old campus.

"Ning Que, twenty-four years old, level 49 auxiliary fighting soul sect, martial soul seven ghosts Pipa"

He is a burly man about two and a half meters tall, with a majestic body, a majestic appearance, and a steel frame. He has a leopard head with eyes that shine with cold light.

Ning Que is a well-known man.

But when anyone knew that this well-known man was an auxiliary soul master, they couldn't help but feel sad for his muscular body.

At this time, he was holding a pipa in one hand. The pipa, which was a little taller than Wang Xiaoxiao, actually looked a little petite in his hand.

In the sound of pipa, the strength, speed, and soul power of several people were greatly increased, but Zhao Wuji always felt that a certain heartstring was being fiddled with, which was very annoying.

This is an auxiliary martial spirit that will cause debuff effects to the enemy!

It is worth mentioning that Ning Que is actually from the Qibao Glazed Sect, and he and Ning Rongrong are cousins ​​and have a pretty good relationship.

It's just that his martial spirit did not inherit his father's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, nor did he inherit his mother's offensive martial spirit of killing ghosts Pipa, but the mutated Seven Ghosts Pipa.

Liu Erlong was very rare about this student, because Ning Que, a mighty and majestic man, also liked to plant flowers, and the two masters and apprentices often studied flower planting.

"It's his grandma's, why don't you fuck him!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was tied up, Ning Que immediately came up with a bad temper. He rounded up the pipa in his hand and smashed it on Zhao Wuji's face.

"Papermaker, twenty-six years old, level 48 attack-type fighting spirit sect, martial spirit soul-breaking gun."

Among the four people, the paper farmer has always been the one with no sense of presence. He speaks very little, so little that he is like a marginal figure in a team of four.

Moreover, among the four, he also has the lowest soul power. Although his talent is already very strong, it is indeed a bit "not worth mentioning" among the Shrek people.

However, among the four of them, this silent young man has always been the leader in making general decisions.

'My name is Paper Farmer, and I come from Changshan, a little-known place.'

Flanders looked at the paper farmer who stabbed Zao Wou-Ki in the face, and in his eyes he seemed to see the same shy young man who kept silent back then.

"In the blink of an eye, it has become so big."

Liu Erlong hugged his chest and stood next to Flanders.

"Yes, you can make Lao Zhao so embarrassed."

"It seems that the entrance test for these little guys back then was also Lao Zhao, right?"

Flanders smiled happily: "I remember the same. They were the best group in so many years. Old Zhao had itchy hands and had to show off his skills in front of the freshmen."

"The best batch?" Liu Erlong repeated Flender's words: "I don't think so."

Seemingly thinking of something, Flanders did not refute: "Haha, maybe."

Off the court, Zhao Wuji finally broke through Wang Xiaoxiao's fifth soul skill and shot the oncoming paper farmer in the face!

He knew that his student was lagging behind among others in terms of his talent, so he took the wrong approach. All his soul skills were aimed at killing him with one shot!

"Even if I don't have enough talent, I, the paper farmer, can kill everyone from the Soul Emperor down to the soul emperor with one shot!"

The words may be a bit exaggerated, but not many ordinary soul kings can take the fatal shot of a paper farmer!

With the shot that magnified infinitely in Zhao Wuji's eyes, he, the Soul Saint, smelled the dangerous aura——

Flanders and Liu Erlong on the side looked at the five people in a group quietly.

"Is the graduation assessment to defeat Lao Zhao?" Liu Erlong asked: "Although Xiaoxiao and the others are very strong now, and the cooperation between the four of them is also tacit, but two soul kings and two soul sects want to defeat one

Soul Saint... is unlikely."

According to Jade Linzhi's classification, the combat power of a soul master should be divided into four levels, namely 'carrying the cauldron', 'breaking the city gate', 'opening the mountain', and 'chaos'.

It is defined according to the destructive power of the offensive type battle soul master.

Before the Soul Sect and the Soul Sect, they were able to carry a cauldron and throw it several meters high. This was the foundation of the fight.

From Soul King to Soul Emperor, they are strong men at the level of 'breaking the city gate'.

The soul king can be equipped with a ten-thousand-year soul ring, which has undergone earth-shaking changes from the previous fifty-level soul masters. He is completely a humanoid ferocious beast.

And Zhao Wuji is in the third realm, which corresponds to the "open mountain" of Soul Saint to Contra.

The most obvious difference between this and the previous two realms is the true body of martial soul!

"Of course not."

Hearing Liu Erlong's question, Flender shook his head: "The requirement for the graduation examination is to force Lao Zhao to use his martial soul true body."

"The seventh soul skill—Martial Soul True Body!"

Off the court, Zhao Wuji's aura increased greatly and he transformed into a golden-red 'giant bear' whose body grew to nearly ten meters!

The four of them were forced back ten steps by the sudden martial soul's true form, but they were still shrouded in the shadow of the gigantic Zhao Wuji.

They raised their heads and looked at the bear who was staring at them with his arms folded angrily. The outline of Zhao Wuji could be seen on the bear's face, but all four of them had smiles on their faces.

Thirteen years ago, during the entrance examination, the four of them faced off against Zao Wu-Ki. As long as they could stick to one stick of incense, they would be considered victors. At that time, they were like four little melons scurrying around.

Now, Zhao Wuji can be forced to use all his strength.

Luo Jianxin held the sword, the paper farmer held the gun, Wang Xiaoxiao held a lamp and sat on Ning Que's shoulder, and Ning Que held the pipa on the other shoulder.

Zhao Wuji looked at them condescendingly, as if he had seen the scene where the four brats were beaten to a pulp by him thirteen years ago. Now, the figures of those four brats gradually overlapped with those of the four young people now.

He has grown so big...

"Teacher Zhao, we have graduated!"

The four of them bowed at the same time and said loudly.