Douluo's Golden Saint Cloth

As soon as Oscar saw Dai Mubai, he immediately showed a grimace on his face, "Boss Dai, would you like a sausage?"

"Go to hell." Dai Mubai glared at him angrily, "You really embarrass the college. I seem to have warned you more than once not to sell sausages in the college.

Do you want everyone to vomit? Tang San, you can’t eat this sausage."

Tang San asked in confusion: "Why?"

The look on Dai Mubai's face became a little strange, "Xiao Ao, please bring out a new sausage."

Oscar's expression suddenly became awkward, "Boss Dai, no need. After all, we have been classmates for a few years. You will make the new juniors resent me."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly and said: "I'm just reminding Tang San. Tang San is my brother, so I can't be fooled by you. Come on, don't let me do it."

Oscar obviously couldn't afford to offend Dai Mubai, so he stretched out his right hand in desperation, "I have a big sausage."

Yellow light suddenly condensed in his palm, two yellow rings rose from Oscar's feet, and then, a sausage exactly like the one in Tang San's hand appeared in his palm.

"Uh..." When Tang San heard Oscar's words, 'I have a big sausage.', his whole body froze.

This sentence was so ambiguous that he didn't even dare to say it was for Oscar alone.

Especially, this sausage was bought for Xiao Wu.

Feeling Tang San's eyes becoming angry, Oscar quickly explained: "There's nothing I can do about it.

When using a food-type martial soul, if you want the food to change, you must match it with different soul spells.

What I said was a curse, not what I wanted to shout.

Moreover, there is absolutely no problem with the quality of my sausages.”

A monster, indeed a monster.

Ning Rongrong, who had watched the whole process, glanced at Bai Ge happily: "Brother Xiaobai, thank you very much."

The cold girl brought in by Dai Mubai just glanced at Oscar coldly and walked towards the queue.

Oscar shrugged innocently to Tang San, "It's such a pity that no one eats such a delicious sausage. Alas."

Dai Mubai glared at him, "Be careful, sell sausages outside the academy. Tang San, I'll take you to the next level."

The two returned to the queue. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's empty hands and asked, "Where is the sausage I want?"

Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other, unable to hold back any longer, they both burst into laughter.

The cold girl stood behind Xiao Wu and whispered lightly: "Boring."

Xiao Wu was confused, "What's going on? Isn't that sausage delicious?"

Tang San covered Xiao Wu's mouth, pulled her to his side, and whispered what happened before in her ear.

After hearing Tang San's words, Xiao Wu's pretty face suddenly turned red, "You boys are so bad. How could you have such a strange martial spirit."

Ning Rongrong walked over: "I have a small cake here, share it with you."

Then, the three girls chatted and divided the cake.

Dai Mubai patted Tang San and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to pass the exam. No need to queue up."

Tang San said: "Isn't this bad?"

Dai Mubai said: "Don't worry, I'm not showing favoritism. This is the treatment you deserve."

After that, Dai Mubai said something to the teacher next to him. The teacher nodded and said, "Okay, let's take them to the fourth level."

At this time, someone said angrily: "Why can they skip the test and go directly to the fourth level! This is not fair!"

"Fair? Let me tell you, our college has a rule——

Those whose soul power exceeds level 25 can go directly to the fourth level.

So, those of you who are not strong enough should just queue up honestly."

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed and he said coldly.

"How is this possible! We are all about the same age, how could they have soul power above level 25?" someone questioned.

"Humph, if you don't believe it, then just keep your eyes open!"

Dai Mubai took a crystal ball and signaled Tang San and others to test it.

It turned out that Tang San and Xiao Wu both had level 29 soul power, but what was surprising was that the cold girl's soul power also exceeded level 25, probably around level 27.

Ning Rongrong also went up and touched the crystal ball, level twenty-eight.

It's two levels higher than the original.

Not surprising, after getting to know Bai Ge, Ning Rongrong naturally doesn't just practice cultivation. She makes ordinary medicinal meals such as century-old ginseng stewed chicken soup and century-old Ganoderma stewed snow clams, basically once a month.

In this regard, we still need to consider the issue of drug and toxic impurities.

Otherwise, with the financial resources of the Seven Hundred Glazed Sect, it would not be a problem to have three meals a day.

If the little girl hadn't been lazy in her cultivation, she would have become a Soul Master by now.

Finally, there was Bai Ge, whose domineering and blazing golden soul power directly shattered the crystal ball.

The test crystals have different colors depending on their grade.

The white crystal that Dai Mubai brought was used to test soul power below level 30.

If the soul power exceeds level 30, the crystal will explode directly.

Yes, Bai Ge did it on purpose.

"Teacher Zhao, I have brought someone here for the assessment."

Dai Mubai led everyone to the open space on the other side, where there was only a middle-aged strong man sitting on a chair and dozing off.

"Hey, Mubai, someone has come to the fourth level this year."

Teacher Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Yes, and they were exempted from the second and third tests."

"Ha, five of them, their soul power has exceeded level 25. Not bad, not bad. It seems that old guy Flanders is going to be very happy."

Teacher Zhao laughed and said.

"In this case, let me stretch my muscles. Little guys, the fourth level test is very simple. As long as you can hold on to a stick of incense in my hand together, you will pass."

Then he added: "Of course I only use the first four soul skills."

"Teacher Zhao, this is against the rules."

Dai Mubai said in a dilemma.

"Rules? That old ghost from Flanders is not here. I am the biggest in this academy. Okay, please tell those little guys about my martial arts and soul skills."

Dai Mubai saw that Teacher Zhao was determined to take action, so he sighed and motioned for Bai Ge and others to come closer.

"You have also heard that Teacher Zhao didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he was actually planning to take action himself. There was nothing I could do.

So now I can only tell you all the information I know."

"Tsk, even if this teacher is the Soul Emperor, we still have a chance to persist for one stick of incense, not to mention he only uses the first four soul skills."

Xiao Wu said disdainfully.

"Soul Emperor? Teacher Zhao's martial spirit is a powerful Vajra Bear, a level seventy-six attack-type fighting soul saint, and is nicknamed Fudo Mingwang in the soul master world." Dai Mubai said solemnly.

"What? He is Fudo Mingwang Zhao Wuji? Back then, he was able to withstand the attacks of sixteen soul emperors of the same level and still escape!

I didn't expect that he would become a teacher here." Ning Rongrong exclaimed in amazement.