Douluo's lucky son

Ma Hongjun was a little confused. What did this mean? When did Boss Dai bow to others?

"Little fat man, I sincerely advise you not to mess with Xiaoyu and Gu Yuena next to him, otherwise Teacher Zhao will not be able to save you."

Dai Mubai leaned over, glanced over there, and whispered.

"So terrifying?! Boss Dai, you actually gave in to other people? Are you really squeezed out by women?" Ma Hongjun looked at Long Xiaoyu, but he didn't feel how powerful he was even with his size, and teased.

"Little fat man, I think it would be better for us to have a fight!"

Zhu Zhuqing hates Dai Mubai +1

"What are you arguing about? Didn't you know I was coming today?"

A deep voice boomed from behind everyone around. They turned around and saw an uncle-like figure slowly descending from the sky. The landing was very graceful, at least better than when he initially chased the plane.

Flanders!

Long Xiaoyu recognized it immediately. Although the four-eyed cat eagle martial spirit was somewhat different from the one he had conjured, who else could use the flying martial spirit in Shrek Academy besides Flanders, the old profiteer?

"Hello, Dean!" Dai Mubai took the lead and put away his martial spirit and bowed slightly.

"Well, hello everyone."

Flanders nodded, then glanced at everyone, and looked at Tang San for a while. The Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night were too obvious.

Zhao Wuji heard that there were six freshmen coming this year. He still didn't believe it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, it still felt a bit unreal. When could Shrek Academy recruit so many little monsters at once?

"Ahem, first of all, bala bala..."

In short, Flanders talked nonsense for a while according to the plot, and then sent them all to go down to rest, saying that they would only start training in the evening, and planned to arrange for Ning Rongrong and Oscar to practice, hell, run around the village twenty times! Fortunately, Flanders could figure it out, and Long Xiaoyu instantly felt much better about Zhao Wuji.

"Long Xiaoyu, Tang San, you also stay."

Flender's last words surprised Long Xiaoyu, but then he saw the playful look in his eyes, and his face changed slightly. He forgot that this old guy was still protecting his shortcomings. Zhao Wuji was so arrogant that he had to blame himself for being hurt. ? Are you really bullying him as if you don't have a big daddy to protect you?

But Tang San?

He ignored Long Xiaoyu and asked Tang San directly: "Where did you get this belt?"

"This was given to me by my previous teacher. Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu, where is the letter from your teacher over there?"

After being asked this question, Tang San suddenly thought of what the master had given to him and Long Xiaoyu before leaving.

"Letter? Oh, I remembered it."

Long Xiaoyu's eyes were sore every time he saw the soul guide on Tang San's body. Although he had the ring given by Su Yuntao, he could never have too many treasures.

Taking out the letter, Tang San should have been holding it according to the plot, but in the end the master still handed it to him. Although Tang San was very talented and obedient, if there really was a fight, the master still believed that Long Xiaoyu would have a better chance of entering. If Long Xiaoyu can't even enter the academy, there's no need to mention Tang San.

"Oh? Both of you are the master's students?" Flanders was a little surprised.

"Um!"

It was Tang San who was talking to Flanders all the time. Long Xiaoyu secretly disliked the master and Flanders.

"Does this prove that proof is so important?!"

But after seeing the words in the letter, Flanders couldn't control his temper, but then he turned his eyes to Long Xiaoyu, and his eyes became much kinder.

A lot of words in the letter mention Tang San, but these are all at the back. The evaluation of Long Xiaoyu is at the front. Although it is less, it is expressed very clearly. It is more about how to teach him to be sensible and not be controlled by his emotions. , is definitely the next Haotian Douluo.

Although the master preferred Tang San, it was just like a teacher checking the leader's homework. Even if he didn't like that student, Long Xiaoyu's excessive excellence still made him feel a little proud.

"Since you are his proof, then you must not let him down. Let's go and have a good rest. The evening class is not easy."

He waved for the two of them to leave. Although he didn't know what was written in his heart, it was a good thing that he would not be punished.

Leaving Flanders, the two of them walked in tandem, very quietly. Ever since they came out of Holy Soul Village, they rarely walked together like this.

The back figure of Tang San in front of him made his eyes look a little complicated, he was like a playmate.

"Mistress..." Long Xiaoyu suddenly stopped and shouted.

"Huh? Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Tang San turned his head and looked at the other party with a smile.

"If one day we become enemies, will you kill me?"

Originally he wanted to be serious, but when he saw the other party's smile, he couldn't help but smile, as if he was joking.

"I'll kill you, Gu Yuena, why don't you stop fighting with me." Tang San rolled his eyes, cupped his hands forward, and said speechlessly.

"Haha, if you don't kill me, I will kill everyone who gets in the way, even if I am from the same school." Long Xiaoyu sighed and said with a smile. It seemed to be a joke, but the joke was partly true and partly false. I'm afraid only he himself can know.

"All? The teacher told you to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. If you do something, I will stop you!"

His mind was twitching and he suddenly wanted to ask this question, but with Tang San's words, the knot in his heart was finally untied.

Come on, I won't be polite when the time comes.

After talking to Tang San, Long Xiaoyu also turned around and left Shrek Academy directly, heading to the Spirit Hall.

It would be better to report to the Wuhun Palace before coming here. After all, his other identity is the Wuhun Palace. The Wuhun Palace in Soto City is not comparable to Notting City. He is looking forward to whether he can get the gold. Generation quota.

"Oh? Are you the genius from Notting City?"

The person who received him at the Wuhun Hall in Soto City was a deacon with an uncle's face. He had a feeling of looking down on him. How could there be a genius in a remote mountainous area like Notting City? Haha, he would like to see who can take on the role of genius.

"Don't take it seriously as a genius. At most, it's just a level 30 talent."

Long Xiaoyu didn't panic. Although he had +3 luck today, it was enough. After praying for a safe journey, it should have some effect.

"Oh? Your soul power is only level 29 now, right? The hammer is level 30? Are you sure?"

The deacon's voice was so loud that everyone present heard it. Everyone put down their work and looked over with interest. They had not heard such arrogant words for a long time.

"Who is this kid? He's so crazy? He ran wild in our third-level martial arts hall?"

"I thought I heard something about Soto City just now. Have you heard of this place?"

"No, how can I remember this rural town?"

This sentence caused everyone to laugh.

"Laughing? Is it funny?! If you don't accept it, come and beat me! If you beat me to death, don't blackmail me!"

Long Xiaoyu's tone was full of gunpowder. He originally came here for a spot in the Golden Generation, so there was no need to keep a low profile.

Thanks to Su Erjun and Wu Shengcang for their rewards~

Next chapter, there will be a big fuss in the Wuhun Palace, the new sword Wuhun, let’s take a guess~