Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 24 Super Douluo? Who?

Feng Yan really felt that this rabbit had lived in vain for ten thousand years. Ning Rongrong knew that it would hurt if she punched a stone.

But she was just good at it, she hit his head.

After being hit by Xiao Wu's second soul skill, Zhao Wuji felt dizzy. In shock, he could no longer control his strength and slapped down with his palm.

When attacking the enemy, you must rescue them. Anyone with a little combat experience probably understands this principle.

Zhao Wuji's palm had a very large range. Not only did his eyes shine with golden light, he also said with emotion: "Wow, he actually has a soul skill that can confuse people!"

Zhu Zhuqing's Lingbo Weibu was not yet proficient, and the rhythm of the battle was suddenly disrupted. For a moment, she could only retreat violently, and she was about to stumble and fall.

How could we miss the chance to be a hero and save a beautiful girl? Feng Yan appeared out of nowhere again, hugged Zhu Zhuqing's waist, and used his straight body as a cushion for the kitten.

Xiao Wu was not treated so well. The red light in her eyes matched the golden light in Zhao Wuji's eyes. She fainted on the ground without even a sound, with blood oozing from her mouth and nose.

Feng Yan glanced at him, and Tang San really didn't care about anything else. He rushed forward and took over the old rabbit who was pretending to be young.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!"

Tang San shouted anxiously a few times and hurriedly input his soul power into Xiao Wu's body, but unfortunately Xiao Wu didn't move at all.

Zhao Wuji was scratching his head when he saw this situation and had no choice but to explain.

"She's fine. Although the effect of the confusing soul skills is good, her soul power is too different from mine. She was backfired by her own soul power, so this is the only result. Let her sleep for a night, and she will recover when she wakes up tomorrow."

Feng Yan ignored them and whispered in Zhu Zhuqing's ear: "How could you avoid it when you used your first soul skill to attack? As my disciple, you can't be so unwise in fighting!"

"Yeah." The kitten responded with a red face, without saying a word, and quickly got up to help Feng Yan up.

In other words, Ning Rongrong didn't pay attention to the rumors, otherwise there would be another quarrel.

The reason why Ning Rongrong was distracted was very simple. Tang San became very strange at this moment and completely attracted Ning Rongrong's attention.

He was holding Xiao Wu, who was as soft as cotton after fainting. Tang San slowly raised his head without any emotion in his black eyes.

Tang San held Xiao Wu and turned around slowly, walking to Ning Rongrong, "Can you please help me take care of Xiao Wu for a while first."

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, put away her Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial spirit, and took Xiao Wu into her arms.

If it was Feng Yan, he would definitely not choose Ning Rongrong. The most reliable person present must be Zhu Zhuqing, who is more reliable than himself.

But from Tang San's perspective, Ning Rongrong seems to be the most reliable.

Seeing Tang San staring at him intently, Zhao Wuji said blankly: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Yan, who had just stood up, saw Tang San's soul power slowly condensing, and then said in a very stylish manner: "I no longer intend to hide my strength."

Feng Yan asked a question: Hiding your strength?
Then Tang San said coldly: "As a brother who failed to protect my sister, if I can't seek justice for my sister, then why should I accept the title of brother?"

Hearing this, Feng Yan was so confused that he couldn't think straight.

Wasn't it that the rabbit was injured and unconscious, causing Tang San's emotions to be extremely stimulated, which then made his brain stupid?

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, almost dazed, "No, although this Zhao guy is pretentious and has poor self-control, he will get hurt even if we spar. How can you be fair?"

Zhao Wuji was immediately displeased. He pointed at the burnt incense and punched him again, threatening him amid the bangs: "Hey! What do you mean I, Zhao, have poor self-control? I'm still here! The exam isn't over yet, are you really not afraid of getting beaten?!"

At this time, Ning Rongrong had jumped out of the situation and didn't care about Yan Feng who was shrinking his neck. She just rolled her eyes and Ning Rongrong probably understood everything.

The reason why Zao Wou-Ki's words were so harsh was probably to show his power in teaching. He had already been lenient in some ways, both overtly and covertly.

There is only one possibility: no matter what the final assessment results are, they will actually be admitted, but Zhao Wuji just wants this to happen.

But Tang San, who looked quite smart, seemed to not understand this matter at all and his expression was still cold.

He even said some incomprehensible words to Yan Feng.

"Because I remember the sect motto very well: Never try to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, otherwise it is easy to really become a pig."

"If we were facing an enemy instead of a teacher from Shrek Academy, Xiao Wu would have been hard to escape."

"I'm afraid Young Master Yan will never understand this truth, so there's no need to say more, right?"

Feng Yan rolled his eyes. Tang San was just confronting him head-on, so Feng Yan respected him as a real man.

How come he has to explain everything, good or bad, to himself now? Why does he have so many excuses?
Being ridiculed, Feng Yan had no reason to remain calm for a while, and could not help but retort, "There is some truth in what you said. The problem is that you don't want to admit that you are a pig, but you want to act like a fool. You can't really be a pig."

"What a pig! You will be slaughtered no matter if you are at full strength or not." Tang San seemed to be exceptionally calm. He did not say much, but added, "Whatever you say, we are comrades-in-arms. I hope to get your assistance."

Feng Yan immediately caught the blind spot, "It's not that I don't want to assist you, the problem is that Zhu Qing is almost finished, it's inappropriate for you to do this, right?"

Zhao Wuji was unhappy with Feng Yan, but he also agreed with him and asked in the same way, "What do you think?"

Tang San shook his head. Facing Zhao Wuji, his expression became extremely sincere again. "I don't want to continue the exam with you. I hope to have a serious fight with you."

"Let's start all over again. Please light another stick of incense. If I can hold out for more than one stick of incense, then please allow the five of us to enter Shrek Academy at the same time."

"What if you can't hold on?" Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with a half-smile.
Faced with this question, Ning Rongrong watched Tang San look back at her hopefully, and this time even she frowned.

If Feng Yan hadn't made these jokes, Ning Rongrong might not have noticed Zhao Wuji's psychology, and the girl might have been so excited that she really agreed to Tang San's request.

But now it seems that Tang San's behavior is somewhat weird.

The "justice" he wanted to seek for "Xiao Wu" was to use everyone's qualifications to gamble on his chance to show off his big eyes.

Especially when Tang San called Feng Yan "Young Master Yan" before, Ning Rongrong was most unhappy.

The word "young" has a bad connotation. Doesn't Tang San's previous pleasant expression seem deliberate now?

Ning Rongrong wanted to remind Feng Yanlai, but someone's mouth was probably faster than his sword.

After all, Feng Yan didn't have that many tricks, so he said bluntly: "If you want to hit me, then hit me. If he can't control himself and kills you, don't blame me for not warning you."

Feng Yan really acted from a practical perspective. The little kitten has the Lingbo Weibu technique, and Feng Yan dares to guarantee that she can get by for a while.

But Tang San didn't dare to make this guarantee, especially since the sarcasm just now had caused rumors to spread.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's unhappy expression, Tang San asked: "Young Master Yan doesn't care about staying or leaving, right?"

Feng Yan nodded and told Ning Rongrong the general idea of ​​what he wanted to persuade, "Yes, you also know our identities, it doesn't matter where we go."

Turning around and nodding towards Feng Yan, Tang San faced Zhao Wuji again and said, "If I lose, then we will leave together."

Why is his face so big? Feng Yan thought to himself.

Before Feng Yanwuyu could respond sarcastically, Zhao Wuji tutted his lips in advance, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and looked quite unhappy, "Okay, but forget about it alone. The second incense stick hasn't burned out yet, you can continue."

Tang San's eyes lit up, his purple pupils flashed, his palms became as bright as jade, and he clasped his fists and said, "Okay! Thank you, Teacher Zhao!"

"No need." Zhao Wuji's eyes were very calm.

Feng Yan, however, was quite curious about Tang San's appearance and asked without hesitation: "What kind of technique is this? Which sect are you from?"

"Tang Sect, my own sect." Tang San once again displayed his signature smile, then turned around and said.

"Tang Sect?" Feng Yan's mind flashed, and he thought of many things in an instant.

For example, the one that specializes in meridians and is a pure skill of poison.

When Feng Yan came back to his senses, Tang San had already turned to look at Zhao Wuji again. He said confidently: "Teacher Zhao, be careful."

However, the moment Tang San launched the attack, Zhao Wuji moved.

He came to Tang San's side almost in a flash and chopped at the back of Tang San's neck with a knife.

Before Tang San completely lost consciousness, Zhao Wuji joked: "Your pace is a bit slow, not as good as the little wild cat's just now."

This time it was clear that Zhao Wuji didn't want to play this with Tang San at all. Zhao Wuji, staring at Zhu Zhuqing, made it clear that he would rather have fun with girls.

But after Tang San's head hit the ground, Zhao Wuji looked at Feng Yan jokingly, "Boy, it's your turn next!"

When Zhao Wuji said it was his turn, Feng Yan had just turned his gaze away from a Super Douluo who had exposed his aura due to his unstable mood.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged on the spot, and an inexplicable wave of soul power went down from Feng Yan’s upper dan Niwan Palace, and the middle dan Jiang Palace was activated at the same time.

Super Douluo? Who?

Don't care about rumors.

Because the prerequisite for practicing Dan Shi is to understand life and death.

(End of this chapter)