In Douluo, the female pope used me as a substitute for her first love

"Hmph."

At this time, Chen Xin also spoke up, and he interrupted Zhao Wuji's words directly and rudely.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji just noticed that there was a man standing next to Tang Hao who seemed to be as imposing as Tang Hao, so he also cast his eyes on him.

Chen Xin met Zhao Wuji's eyes, did not speak, but just stretched out his hand lightly.

The next moment, the Seven Killing Sword Martial Soul appeared in Chen Xin's hand. At the same time, nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black appeared on his body. Among them, the ninth soul ring was a little blood-red in the black. Obviously, this was a soul ring very close to the 100,000-year level, and the cultivation period was about 90,000 years!

Seeing this situation, Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly. If he was still a little unsure of Tang Hao's strange "Haotian Bamboo Shoot", he immediately recognized Chen Xin's highly recognizable posture.

"Sword... Your Majesty the Sword Douluo!"

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji seemed to realize something vaguely.

"Hmm."

Seeing Zhao Wuji's face change drastically, Chen Xin nodded lightly, then looked at Tang Hao who put away his strange "bamboo shoot"-like Haotian Hammer Martial Soul beside him, and after thinking about it, he also put away the Seven Killing Sword Martial Soul again.

Things like martial souls and spirit rings, when facing the weak, just use them to show them. Chen Xin thought in his heart.

"Second, two Your Majesties, I wonder if you have any instructions for me today?"

As he said, Zhao Wuji's previous domineering aura disappeared, and he hurriedly bowed to Chen Xin and Tang Hao, and finally did not forget to pretend to be relaxed and replied to Tang Hao:

"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty, you should be joking just now, right? How can a kid be worthy of sparring with you."

"Heh..."

Hearing this, Tang Hao sneered inexplicably.

"Acalanatha, Zhao Wuji, you are not someone you can easily mess with. 'If you don't move, it's fine. But once you move, you can't just stop.' That's what you just said."

"Also, you just said that I should prepare to be beaten together with the Sword Douluo next to me. Have you forgotten?"

"Ah, this, this..."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's face turned bitter, and he immediately wanted to cry without tears.

"Your Majesty..."

Hearing that he was about to say something, this time, Tang Hao also learned from Chen Xin just now and interrupted him rudely.

"Also, it's just a sparring match, there's no such thing as worthy or not. Didn't you bully those kids well during the day? I found that bullying people seems to feel good. Let me bully you too. Of course, you can think that I'm bullying the weak."

Zhao Wuji: "..."

He secretly said, "As expected." This is a typical case of provoking the younger and then the older one comes. I just don't know which of the four little guys this morning this suspected "fallen soul master Ritiantian Douluo" is related to. Could it be...

At this time, Chen Xin's leisurely eyes slightly condensed, and then said indifferently: "Since you are here, just stand up directly. Or do you want me to catch you personally?"

As soon as Chen Xin finished speaking, Flanders, who was possessed by the three-eyed cat-eagle martial spirit, flashed to Zhao Wuji's side from nowhere, and then respectfully saluted Chen Xin and Tang Hao at the same time.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Sword, greetings to Ritiantian, His Majesty."

When talking about Tang Hao, Flanders' voice was obviously a little hesitant, but apart from "Ritiantian", he really couldn't think of how to call Tang Hao more appropriately in a moment of nervousness.

After hearing what Flanders said, Tang Hao's eyes changed slightly. He looked at Flanders and then said coldly: "Four-eyed Cat Owl, Flanders, one of the golden iron triangle, are you the dean of this Shit Lake Academy?"

"Yes, yes."

Flanders did not dare to hesitate and replied immediately.

"I don't know why Zhao Wuji offended the two Your Majesties. Can you give me some face?"

"What do you think?"

Seeing that he was asking knowingly, Chen Xin asked back impatiently.

At this time, Flanders, who was prepared in his heart, decided to bring up "Li Ming".

"If it was because of the actual combat assessment in the morning, then the two Your Majesties, you found the wrong person. In the morning, the famous Undead Calamity His Majesty was here. He personally proposed to let Zhao Wuji be the chief examiner of the actual combat assessment. Our Shrek Academy is small and small, so how dare we object."

Hearing this, Chen Xin and Tang Hao paused.

Chen Xin was not bad, after all, his precious granddaughter not only stole the show today, but also was basically unharmed after leaving the field.

But Tang Hao was different. When he thought of Tang San being mercilessly slapped out of the field by Zhao Wuji this morning, and Tang San fainted and his face swelled up, turning into a pig's face, he was furious.

No matter what, the strong is the hard truth... Tang Hao thought to himself. It must be said that Tang Hao, who had been forced to be a sinister and cunning person for so many years by the control of Luosha Shenkao, finally wanted to stand up and be "domineering" for once.

So he said indifferently: "Flender, stop talking nonsense and stand aside. Otherwise, I will beat you too!"

"Zhao Wuji, I'll give you a chance. I don't need a martial soul. If you can hold on to my hand for an incense stick, I will leave immediately without saying anything. Otherwise, you must do something for me."

"Ah..."

Zhao Wuji was timid and hesitated, not knowing what to say. He glanced at Flanders, who had no loyalty and stepped aside. He was annoyed and had to look at Chen Xin, who was silent.

Chen Xin looked at Zhao Wuji, paused, and said, "I don't care about Tang Hao's affairs. As for me, I can't come here for nothing tonight. So I decided that after you have lasted for an incense stick in Tang Hao's hands, you have to last for half an incense stick in my hands. Don't worry, I don't need martial arts."

Zhao Wuji: "..."

"Bang! Boom! Ah! Ah ah ah ah..."

Soon, the sound of collision, the surging sound of Qi, groaning, screaming, one after another, sounded in the woods.

Soon.

Chen Xin and Tang Hao looked at Zhao Wuji, who was beaten unconscious and had a swollen pig face, and walked away contentedly.

After leaving the small forest, in the night, Chen Xin and Tang Hao looked at each other from a distance. It was unknown whether they talked about something, and then they separated and left.

At the same time, in Shitlake Academy, on a walkway near the small forest, Tang San listened to the movement coming from afar, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

This is the strong "Ba Ba's love"...

What Tang San didn't know was that not far behind him, Ning Rongrong was standing quietly, with a deep look in her eyes.