Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 83 Shrek's First Meeting
Notting College.

The tall iron gate shone with a metallic luster in the sunlight. A gilded plaque with the words "Notting Junior Soul Master Academy" hung diagonally above it, and the gold paint at the edges had long since faded.

Oscar rubbed the cracked gum on the doorpost with his fingertips. The guard looked at Flanders and turned his head away, pretending not to see what happened.

"Dean, is your friend really a teacher in a place like this?"

He pointed at the word "primary". No matter how poor their Shrek Academy was, it was still a senior academy with two Soul Saints in charge. What the hell was a junior academy?

Flanders walked into the courtyard, the hem of his sun-faded robe brushing against the flowers and plants by the roadside. He said vaguely, "He has his own persistence."

In fact, he was also confused in his heart, but he respected his friends.

In fact, the appearance of Da Mu slowly trampled Yu Xiaogang's ten core theories of martial soul into the ground.

Nowadays, few people mention the master's name. Even if he is criticized, it is very little. Being too lazy to criticize him is the greatest contempt.

If it weren't for the future of Luo Sanpao's evolution that was keeping Yu Xiaogang in the dark, with his self-esteem, he would have been unable to bear the blow and would have gone to hide somewhere else.

"Come with me in. Those guys are younger than you, but their skills are quite strong. You should follow them and learn how they train."

This is exactly the purpose of Flanders bringing his disciples and the only two students in the academy to Notting College.

Flanders was already familiar with Notting College. He led the three to the teachers' dormitory, met Yu Xiaogang first, and then went to the training ground together.

Just as I approached the garden, I heard a dull roar from the direction of the training ground, and the slight vibration of the ground was transmitted along the stone slabs to the soles of my feet.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his sweat-soaked red hair and muttered, "That noise, could they be demolishing the house?"

When they turned around the ginkgo tree forest, Dai Mubai's heterochromatic pupils suddenly contracted.

A faint red mist rose from Gula's naked upper body. His fingers dug deep into the granite boulder as he stood upside down in the center of the training ground. Dark red lines stretched from his spine to his shoulder blades, and every breath he took ignited a small vortex of soul power. Within the thirty-fold gravity field, falling ginkgo leaves shattered into dust in mid-air.

"Is that a self-created soul skill?"

Oscar's sausage martial spirit emerged uncontrollably, and then automatically dissipated in the violent soul power fluctuations.

Flanders' knuckles turned white as he pressed down on his shoulders, his eyes behind the lenses fixed on the red giant beast that was looming behind the boy.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were complicated. "No, Gula calls it the power of Qi and Blood. It's the power that naturally derives from training the body to the extreme. It coexists with soul power, but is even more violent."

Two years have passed. With sufficient supply of body-building and bone-strengthening ointment, Gula's muscles have long been trained to the state of returning to nature. With the help of the power of waveguide, he has condensed the power of qi and blood. Beneath his seemingly thin body, he hides a power that is comparable to a volcanic eruption once it explodes.

The body-building and bone-strengthening ointment made from ordinary medicinal materials has low efficacy and has little effect on Gula. He specially prepared a thousand-year-old elixir version of the body-building and bone-strengthening ointment for himself. The effect of drawing the vitality of heaven and earth is a thousand times more efficient than the ordinary version.

Two years later, most of the herbs Xiao Wu brought from the Xingdou Great Forest were consumed, but the harvest was worth the consumption.

On the east side of the venue, Tang San was still training between four black iron piles. His Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique became more and more condensed under the pressure of gravity, and he was only one step away from comprehending the hammer meaning.

When he sensed a strange aura approaching, the Xuantian Gong instantly reversed, and the Haotian Hammer switched to a dark forging hammer and smashed it on the black iron pile. The sparks flew in strange parabolas under the heavy pressure.

He lowered his eyes to hide the purple in them, and sweat dripped down his chin onto the red black iron, causing wisps of green smoke to rise.

She nodded to the master and continued training. Zhu Zhuqing hid in the shadow of the ginkgo tree, a yellow and a purple spirit ring pulsing beneath her. Her second spirit ring came from a two-thousand-year-old light-devouring beast. It could devour light, creating a veil of darkness to hide behind, granting her the ability to accelerate her training in the dark.

A veil of shadow enveloped her body like flowing water. When Dai Mubai passed under the tree, the girl's amber pupils shifted slightly, then returned to normal in an instant.

With Gula's intervention, the small martial soul perception was naturally easily nipped in the bud.

Now in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, Dai Mubai is just a stranger who makes her feel disgusted at first sight.

"watch out!"

On the west side, Xiao Wu's scorpion braid was stretched straight in the gravity field, like a real whip.

Three moonlight clones surrounded the main body in a triangular shape, changing the rhythm to besiege the real body.

Xiao Wu dodged the falling ginkgo leaves while dealing with the attacks from her clones. Her movements were calm and composed. She used her toes to hook up half a ginkgo leaf and shot it towards Ma Hongjun's chest: "Keep your eyes open!"

The fan-shaped leaves exploded, Ma Hongjun covered his chest and took two steps back, the evil fire in his body seemed to be about to erupt.

But despite the severe pain, Ma Hongjun regained his composure, glanced at the two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, on Xiao Wu's body, smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and dared not answer.

Gula bent his fingers slightly, jumped up and landed on the ground, raised his hand and said:
"Dean, Master."

Dark golden vertical pupils swept across everyone, and Dai Mubai felt his White Tiger Martial Spirit tremble - that was the gaze of a predator at the top of the food chain.

Ma Hongjun wanted to tuck his head behind his butt. He was so angry that he wanted to poke himself blind. Why couldn't he learn to be honest?

Flanders slapped Ma Hongjun's shoulder hard, and his thin soul power was like a thin willow branch, burning with pain.

"Gula, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. My unworthy disciple has suffered a martial soul mutation and is burning with evil fire. I have to trouble you to help train him."

It’s no wonder that Flanders has such a good attitude. He comes to deliver dragon blood every three months and has witnessed the progress of Tang San and the others with his own eyes. It can be said that he has undergone a complete transformation.

He dared to guarantee that even if he was replaced by a Titled Douluo as the instructor, the special training effect would definitely not be as good as Gula's.

If Gula wasn't so young, he would have wanted to bring Gula to the academy to be a teacher.

"Oh, and these two, you need to put in some effort too. Just train hard and stay alive."

Thinking of the other two people, Flanders smiled and took them on, silently deciding in his heart that he had to get back three or five times his own investment from the Xingluo Royal Family, as the previous funding was not enough.

Dai Mubai and the other two swore that they had never seen the dean treat someone so "flatteringly". Even Flanders, the person in charge of the Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena, would not smile.

"Since the dean has spoken, of course I have to give him some face."

The ginkgo leaves were still falling, but they suddenly stopped when they touched the edge of the training ground. The entire field had long been shrouded by Gula's invisible force field, which was now lifted by Gula. However, the fleeting red martial spirit still brought tremendous pressure to everyone.

Dai Mubai looked at the tiger claws that were possessed by his uncontrollable martial spirit, and finally understood why the dean had brought them across three provinces to this small border town.

(End of this chapter)