Douluo's super god level choice

Tang Er was controlled by a pair of big hands, and he was tied into a twist with a special rope.

Turning around in panic, I saw a shoehorned face with a mean smile and those iconic black eyes.

Flanders, the president of Shrek Academy.

"Sure enough, it's you! When Mu Bai said it, I didn't dare to confirm it. Little bastard, it must have fallen into my hands this time!"

Flanders was holding Tang Er, who was tied up like a hairy crab, laughing.

Tang Er was tragic. This is what is called extreme joy begetting sorrow.

"Master Dean, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. We are all our own people. I will bear all the losses to the college. One hundred thousand gold soul coins are not enough. One million, look at this rope..."

Tang Er smiled, his big eyes rolling around, and he could tell at a glance that he was planning something nefarious.

Flanders was startled and a little moved.

"Profiteer! Let go of my brother! Otherwise, Mr. San, I will attack you!"

When Tang San saw this, he picked up his pistol and came to help.

Looking down at Tang San, "By the way, there's also a little bastard like you. That piece of brick makes the back of my head still hurt!"

Then Tang San was tied up by a weird rope like a little chicken.

"We'll talk about compensation later. Now let's discuss how to make the butts of you two little bastards bloom!"

Flanders smiled slyly.

"Pah!"

Two big slaps were slapped towards Tang Er's buttocks.

At this time, the teachers with bruises and swollen faces also gathered around, staring unkindly at Tang Er's buttocks.

...

After burning incense, Tang Er and Tang San were tied to two bluestone slabs.

All the teachers lined up, some with grievances and others with grievances to seek revenge, waving big slaps and slapping Tang Er and Tang San hard on the buttocks.

Xiao Wu couldn't bear to stare and closed her eyes, "You brat, brother, just bear with me!"

"Snapped!"

Teacher Wang, "Tang Er, aren't you arrogant?"

Tang Er, "You! Lao Wang, just wait for me!"

Another teacher said, "You little bastard, if I don't teach you a lesson now, I won't be able to rebel again in the future!"

Tang San said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupu Up, just wait for me, my dad is a Titled Douluo! If you slap my ass again, I will let my dad beat you to death!"

...

All the teachers said, "Hahaha! Your dad is a titled Douluo, hahaha, why don't you say your dad is a Haotian Douluo! Hahaha!"

"He's still beating us! Come on! Let him come and see if I don't let his butt blossom and he actually trained you two little bastards!"

...

The teachers were so amused that they opened their mouths and laughed.

"Sangouzi brand stinky tofu is here!"

A gray figure flashed above the heads of the teachers and deans.

Then there was something black in their mouths when they laughed.

In an instant, the entire ravine was filled with a smell that filled the air and earth.

"Ugh! What the hell is so smelly!"

"No, I'm going to be stunk to death!"

"Who! Who is so wicked!"

...

The teachers were vomiting heartbreakingly. If they hadn't had deep soul power, they would have fainted from the stench.

Before the teachers could react, a majestic soul force surged through the ravine.

"Who called me!"

"Who wants to let the butt of labor and management blossom?"

A domineering voice sounded above the ravine.

The turbulent soul power swept away all the teachers and knocked them around.

"Title Douluo!"

"This voice, this pressure of soul power, comes from a bad person! Enemy attack!"

"Shrek Academy, fully defend against enemies!"

...

Regardless of the disgust in their mouths, the teachers were possessed by martial souls, their soul rings were shining, and they stared at the dark night vigilantly.

"Hurry! Wuji! Hurry and protect these little monsters from escaping. Even if you die, you must ensure their safety!"

Flanders ordered calmly, stretching his huge wings, his orange pupils, and the seven soul rings on his body shining, staring at the night sky.

Zhao Wuji did not dare to neglect the shining purple soul ring, and used his fourth soul skill, positioning and tracking, to reach Tang Er and Tang San.

Holding one under one arm, he ran away.

A dark giant hammer with golden runes shining on it was suspended above the ravine.

A very domineering voice came out, "Don't move! Move! Die!"

Zhao Wuji stopped immediately, sweating profusely. He felt that if he took one step, he would immediately be shattered to pieces!

But at this moment, the soul power and giant hammer in the air suddenly disappeared.

A middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth, wearing sunglasses, a black trench coat, and a shiny slicked back hair appeared in front of everyone.

There was also a dog dressed exactly the same next to him. Yes, that dog had a slick on his head. He was so coquettish that he didn't want it.

Flanders was stunned for a moment, rubbed his old eyes, and asked in disbelief.

"Haotian, you are the crown prince of Haotian!"

The middle-aged man in a trench coat flicked the ashes from his cigarette and blew out a plume of smoke, showing off his charisma.

"Hey! Flanders, you have a good memory!"

Hearing this, Flanders breathed a sigh of relief. He and Haotian Mian had no grievances. It seemed that he had misunderstood.

"Why don't you bow quickly? This is Haotian Douluo! Your Majesty Haotian!"

Upon hearing this, all the teachers breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully, "See Haotian Crown!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! What do you mean? Just look at Haotian's crown, where can I put my face, Mr. Sangou!"

Sangouzi's charming and bone-gnawing voice came out in dissatisfaction.

All the teachers were immediately shocked. The spirit beast that could speak human words was at least a hundred thousand year old spirit beast.

He quickly saluted respectfully, "See you, Mr. Sangou!"

Tang Er, Xiao Wu, and Tang San quietly watched the scene in front of them with smiles on their faces. The three dogs also learned to show off.

The atmosphere calmed down, and Flanders asked respectfully, "I wonder what your Majesty Haotian has to do with your visit to our Shrek Academy?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao sneered, raised his butt, and waved his big hands in a playful manner.

"Gui Gan, haha! Gui Gan! Aren't you going to make my butt bloom? Come on! Who asked me to raise two little bastards!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Haotian, I didn't mean to slap you, I meant to slap Tang Er, Tang San's irresponsible father, open your butt..."

The Kyogen teacher just now hurriedly explained, but halfway through, he suddenly realized something.

He stared at Tang Hao in disbelief, then looked at Tang Er and Tang San next to him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Tang Hao's words confirmed what everyone thought, "If you beat the younger one, the older one will naturally stand up and demand justice."

Tang Er, "Dad!"

Tang San, "Dad!"

Xiao Wu, "Uncle!"

The three of them said at the same time, "Three dogs!"

Then he got into Tang Hao's arms aggrievedly and acted coquettishly.

Flanders and the others were dumbfounded now. Damn it! How can you get away with beating someone's son in front of his father?

But what's more, I feel aggrieved. You didn't come when these three little devils burned down the college and beat up the dean and teacher, but you came at this time.

Immediately, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in my heart. Who can I ask to reason with this?

Flanders quickly explained, "Well, Haotian Mian, I misunderstood these three gangsters, bah! The three little ancestors first robbed the college's fruit shop and money, and the shop also collapsed."

The old man's eyes were full of tears of grievance, "Then he burned all the hair of Shrek Academy, almost burned all the teachers to death, and almost beat me to death."

"Not only did it last for a day, but in the evening, all the teachers including the deputy dean were beaten up."

Then he pulled Zhao Wuji and pointed, "Look at Haotian Mian, his face was so beaten that he probably doesn't even recognize him anymore."

In the end, she wiped away her tears and sobbed, "Your Majesty Haotian, let's just slap your butt, it's not too much! Hum hum!"

Tang Hao was stunned at first, staring at the three little babies in his arms in disbelief, and then looked at the teacher who was all dark, with a bruised nose and face, and was hopeless.

I've only been here a few days, and I've already put them through such a hard time. Although I feel sorry for them, you can also beat the heart of labor and management.

The domineering voice came out again, pointing at Flanders and the others.

"My son, I will beat you! You will suffer!"

But it’s not okay if you hit my son!"

Then the terrifying soul power swept away again.

The teachers, who were stunned by Tang Hao's reasoning, were forced to crawl to the ground.

The huge Clear Sky Hammer was suspended above their heads.

Tang Hao's doting voice came out again.

"Sons, go! Slap their butts! Slap them until they are relieved!"

Then he stared at Flanders and the others coldly, "You guys just crawl and don't move. It's best to raise your buttocks, so it's easier to pump!"

...

Flanders and the others closed their eyes with a look of despair on their faces, gritted their teeth, and slowly raised their buttocks. What the hell has happened to us!