Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

"Meet Professor Zhilin!"

Swish swish!

As if a whistle was sounded in response to an order, all the noble sons bowed and saluted, no longer daring to show any arrogance or pride. Many of them even had their legs shaking with fear.

Strength is nothing to be feared in the face of background.

But the strength that makes Emperor Xue Ye show courtesy is that the knife stuck in their necks can be cut off at any time!

Looking at the figure in the Azure Ivy, Tang San suddenly had a unique sense of familiarity. No, to be precise, it was the Azure Ivy itself.

They share the same roots, are both plant-based, and have the same vitality. The two martial spirits seem to possess the same rhythm of vitality.

Even though the opponent was much stronger than itself, the Blue Silver Grass did not retreat at all. Instead, a gentle and surging force seemed to be bursting out from its body.

"Mother--"

Knowing that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit came from his mother, Tang San's heart softened. That was a woman he had never seen before and also the most beautiful woman in the world. This was what his father told him.

"Tang San, are you okay?"

The five people's auras were synchronized, and four of them instantly sensed Tang San's changes and tilted their heads to look over.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Tang San shook his head, knowing that this was not the time to think about these things, and he quickly calmed himself down.

At this time, Zhilin had already stepped out of the Azure Ivy and walked in front of Tang San.

Looking at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Zhilin was also somewhat surprised and sighed:

"You don't look like an ordinary blue silver grass. It seems that the martial spirit level is not lower than my Azure Ivy."

Tang San felt a little nervous, but he didn't show it on the surface. He bowed slightly and replied easily:

"Senior, you are really joking. My cultivation is only at Soul Master level, and the Blue Silver Grass in my hand is just an ordinary martial soul. How can it be compared with you?"

Hearing this, Zhilin rolled his eyes helplessly, quite speechless.

"Do all the people in your academy learn to hide their shortcomings from your dean?"

"One by one, they are not very old, but their thoughts are deeper than those of adults, hum."

Uh……

Tang San smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

Xiao Wu seemed to sense something. She sniffed at Zhilin and her pink eyes immediately brightened.

"Little girl, what are you doing?" Zhilin looked strange.

"You just had a fight with my brother, right?"

With her finger on her chin, Xiao Wu pursed her lips and replied, her beautiful eyes seemed to see through everything.

Zhilin's dignified face froze, "Well, who is your brother?"

Noticing the change in Zhilin's expression, Xiao Wu became more certain. She felt happy and everyone who looked at Zhilin felt that he was much more pleasing to the eye.

Hey!

Another one getting beaten!

Old man, you are very brave.

Chapter 168 The fourth soul ring, ten thousand years?

Su Ming's sister?

Zhilin suddenly realized that he did not expect that this girl actually knew that he had just experienced a battle. Was it a unique perception?

Before Zhilin could think about it, Jin Youan's angry voice rang in his ears.

"Professor Zhilin, these people claim to be from the top school. They are here to exchange spirits, but they actually seem to be here to cause trouble in the school."

"Look around you, they have injured dozens of students in the academy. Please ask the head teacher to handle this matter!"

Jin Youan threw the matter to Zhilin. If it were not for the support of the empire, he would not be willing to be a pawn of these nobles.

snort!

Zhilin glanced at Jin Youan with a cold look in his eyes. Winning is winning, losing is losing, there is no need to make trouble!

The Royal Academy, the highest academy in the empire, is it afraid of challenges from others?

With just one glance, Jin Youan's face turned pale instantly.

Knowing that Jin Youan didn't want to deal with this matter, Zhilin didn't blame him. He turned his head and looked at the crowd of onlookers. His cold and majestic eyes were like a crescent-shaped scimitar.

The students who were watching shrank back and lowered their heads, praying not to be seen by Zhilin.

"You are students of the Royal Academy. With so many people, you can't even defeat the other five. And you still have the nerve to lick their faces and say that the other party is here to cause trouble!"

Looking around, Zhilin saw that no one dared to look at him. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger, but seeing the situation in front of him, he felt even more disappointed.

Look at Tang San and the others. They are younger than you, but even when standing in front of me, they can still maintain a dignified attitude.

This kind of mentality gives people the impression at first glance that they are destined to win.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"It seems that everyone is too comfortable in the academy."

Zhilin put his hands behind his back, anger gushing out of his eyes, and said angrily with gritted teeth:

“The Royal Academy is also a soul master academy, a place to train soul masters for the empire, not a place for you to mess around.

"Look at how frightened you are now. You are really bringing disgrace to the Royal Academy."

“Even if I heard dozens of people lose, I have never been as disappointed as I am now. A soul master should have the attitude of a soul master—don’t be arrogant when you win, and don’t be discouraged when you lose!”

"You guys don't look like spirit masters at all, do you think being a spirit master means you can bully the weak and fear the strong?"

"Get out of here! Reflect on what happened today!"

wow——

If everyone were pardoned, they would wish they had more legs.

Suddenly, a sound arose.

"Wait!"

The soles of their feet seemed to be held by vines, and everyone stopped abruptly.

The voice sounded very soft, but it revealed a condescending arrogance, and even disobeyed Zhilin's orders.

Yes, the source of the sound was not Zhilin.

The retreating crowd suddenly made way for a path.

As if welcoming some important person, many people had a look of awe in their eyes.

At the end of the crowd, a young man in a white robe with gold patterns slowly walked over.

The young man looked handsome, with a well-fitting suit engraved with the swan mark, which symbolized the imperial royal family. He walked with the steps of a tiger and a dragon, his steps were straight and steady, and there was an inexplicable sense of grandeur.

Logically speaking, such a person should be extremely stable, reserved, and introverted, but the ostentatious pride on the man's face was not hidden at all.

"Professor Zhilin, these people came to the Imperial Academy to cause trouble for no reason. If you indulge them like this, where is the reputation of the empire?"

Xue Beng bowed slightly to show respect to Zhi Lin, but he stood up faster, making the bow seem so casual.

"The Royal Academy is the Empire's signature brand in the world of soul masters. If everyone is like them, they can come to the Royal Academy to challenge them at will."

"Wouldn't that be like letting the royal family's reputation be trampled on? As a professor, how could you sit back and watch such a thing happen?"

Xue Beng raised the corner of his mouth, pointed directly at Tang San and the others, and sneered:

"If it were you, I'd say we should capture them right away and hand them over to the Imperial Guards for disposal!"

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in everyone's heart.

His Highness Xue Beng actually challenged Professor Zhi Lin openly? ?

crazy!

Absolutely crazy!

Professor Zhilin is a powerful Soul Douluo and a veteran of the Empire's Soul Master community. Even Emperor Xue Ye has to show him respect.

As a prince, isn’t he afraid of angering Emperor Xue Ye?

Although we know that Xue Beng has a strange temperament and is usually arrogant and domineering, it is unusual for him to confront Zhi Lin like this!

At the same time as they were shocked, many of the defeated people had shining eyes and were eager to join in.

Swish!

Xiao Wu and the others immediately got into position, taking a stern attitude. You want to take us down? Don’t you think that the Number One Academy is really afraid of you?

On the stage, Zhilin's face looked very ugly, but considering the other party's identity, he did not dare to act based on his position as a professor.

"Your Highness Xue Beng, since the Royal Academy is the signature spirit master of the empire, it should be brave enough to face the challenges of other academies."

"Every soul master knows that progress can be made through battle, and this is also the teaching philosophy that the academy upholds."

After he finished speaking, Zhilin's slightly warm face suddenly turned cold and expressionless, like a solid steel plate.

"These are my responses to the Fourth Prince of the Tiandou Royal Family. Zhilin will report today's events to His Majesty, and he will make the final decision."

"But as a student of the Royal Academy, it is bad to openly contradict the teacher."

"Avalanche, the second and third article of the academy rules, what should be done if you contradict your teacher?"

Swish!

He pointed his finger at Xue Beng, who showed no remorse at all, and said angrily:

"Zhilin, I am a prince. You dare to punish me? You want to die, right?"

——As long as he offends Zhilin, the further away he is from the throne, the safer he will be.

Professor vs. Prince?

Looking at Xue Beng's arrogant and conceited grin, everyone's hair stood on end.

go!

go!

What happens next is not something we should watch.

With a tacit understanding, most people took steps to leave the place, not wanting to get involved in the disputes.

boom!

The sky is about to collapse, and tremendous pressure comes in an instant.

boom!

Xue Beng felt his body become heavy. His legs were no longer able to support him and he fell to the ground in an instant.

"Who?!"

Avalanche was furious. Just as he looked up, he saw a pair of black boots.

My eyes slowly moved upwards, and I saw an old face that looked even more evil and arrogant.

Her short, slightly light green hair fluttered in the wind, and her tall figure was like a javelin piercing the sky.

Xue Beng's pupils suddenly shrank and his Adam's apple swallowed subconsciously.

Titled Douluo!

Poison Douluo!!

Why is he here?

His expression, which was originally arrogant and unruly, became nervous.

Meng Shenji and the other two who rushed over looked at the figure and frowned slightly, as if they were unwilling to see him.