Douluo: You will have many children and good luck at the beginning, intercept Hu Xiaowu

Chapter 37 Master, is this little waste your disciple?

the other side.

Ma Hongjun held his breath and shouted loudly to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, if there is anything you want to eat, I will buy it for you."

"Need not!"

Xiao Wu didn't even raise his head.

"Rongrong, is the food okay?"

Oscar struck a pose that he thought was handsome.

"Please call me by my full name."

Ning Rongrong looked indifferent.

Immediately, several people gritted their teeth with hatred.

However, there is nothing to do.

Dai Mubai couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned around and left.

Before leaving, leave a word.

"By the way, the teachers are coming back soon. Let's go over and get to know them in a while."

"Are you going now?"

Xiao Wu put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked aloud.

"No rush, the teachers haven't come back yet, let's talk after dinner."

Su Bai smiled slightly, moved his steps, and closed the dormitory door with a bang.

"Let's close the door and eat quietly so as not to be disturbed by some people."

Outside.

Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were stunned on the spot, their eyes filled with embarrassment.

What is this called!

We came together to deliver food to the girls' dormitory, originally we wanted to take the opportunity to flirt with the girls.

Who knew that not only would he be rejected, but he would also be embarrassed and lose all face?

At this moment, the three of them could no longer stay.

He quickly strode behind Dai Mubai and left dejectedly.

……

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a while.

The meal is over.

Su Bai led the three girls to the square of Shrek Academy.

It is said to be a square, but in fact, it is a flat open space.

Shrek Academy's embarrassment is evident from this.

Eight students lined up in a row and stood in place.

After about 5 minutes.

Three middle-aged men walked in from the gate of the college.

Two of them, Su Bai recognized, were the master and Zhao Wuji.

The other person has broad cheekbones, a flat face, a hooked nose, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Although they met for the first time, Su Bai guessed that this person must be Flanders, the four-eyed owl.

"The man wearing glasses is the handsome and charming Dean Felander, the founder of Shrek Academy, a level 78 soul saint."

Oscar's eyes lit up and he took the lead in introducing the new students.

"Just like a profiteer."

Xiao Wu stuck out her pink tongue and couldn't help but vomit.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but chuckle.

"Little monsters, are you all so happy to see your dean?"

Ferrander stood still in front of everyone with a smile on his face: "I would like to formally introduce myself. My name is Ferrander. I am the dean of Shrek Academy and the teacher responsible for teaching you."

"My name is Yu Xiaogang, and I am the new teacher of Shrek Academy."

The master stepped forward and spoke to everyone.

Oscar scratched his head, a look of confusion on his face.

"When did a new teacher come to the college? Why didn't I know?"

Then, the new and old students each introduced themselves.

Now, even they are familiar with each other.

"Felander, my closed disciple is also here. You have to teach him carefully, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."

The master punched Ferland and said with a smile.

"Oh? Since he is your disciple, he must have outstanding talent and extraordinary strength." Felander's eyes lit up and he blurted out.

After all, for so many years, the master has devoted himself to studying theory, and he is arrogant and has never accepted a disciple.

And being chosen by the master proves that this person is extraordinary.

"Speaking of which, this disciple of mine is not only the leader of Notting Academy, he is also determined and extremely talented. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, he is one of the best."

The master was in high spirits and couldn't help but praise.

"Is he really that strong?" Ferrander raised his eyebrows and asked.

"That's natural, it's true!"

The master did not hesitate and said quickly: "He is still full of innate soul power and good at controlling skills. In team battles, he is a king of field control. His strength crushes his peers. He can be said to be the chosen one." "

"It's really exciting that such a proud man is in my academy!"

Ferrander beamed with joy, and the corners of his mouth turned up with joy.

Naturally, the stronger the students under his command are, the more face the dean will have.

"It turns out he is your disciple. This young man is indeed very strong, beyond my expectation."

Zhao Wuji took a step forward, his eyes filled with approval.

"Oh? Have you seen the skills of the master's disciples?" Ferrander asked aloud.

Zhao Wuji kept talking while recalling:

"During the entrance examination, I was watching from the side. The master's disciples were majestic and overwhelmed the entire audience."

"Even the senior students are no match for him! Moreover, with one against three, he directly defeated the entire audience."

"Not only that, he also hides an amazing secret."

The master nodded, with a deep smile on his face: "You are very sharp, you can even detect this."

"I really want to see such an outstanding young genius with my own eyes."

Ferrander's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Of course, he had no idea.

What Zhao Wuji said was Su Bai.

The one the master always praised was Tang San.

As for the secret that Zhao Wuji mentioned, it was naturally the attached soul bone that Su Bai exposed during the battle.

And the master thought that what Zhao Wuji said was the secret that Tang San's father was Haotian Douluo.

Of these two people, one praised Su Bai and the other praised Tang San.

It's like chatting across servers.

"Quick, quick, master, call your disciple over."

Ferrand couldn't wait, his eyes full of anticipation.

The master laughed loudly, his voice full of pride.

"Come on, good disciple, come here and let the dean take a good look at it."

Hear the sound.

Tang San walked out leisurely and came to the front.

Immediately, everyone in Zhao Wuji went numb.

He subconsciously said: "Master, is this little waste your disciple?"

"What little waste? Didn't you just keep praising him for being so majestic and crushing the whole audience?" The master asked with an unhappy look on his face.

"The one I've been praising just now is all Su Bai!" Zhao Wuji said repeatedly.

Suddenly, the master's face froze and he was speechless.

After listening to Zhao Wuji's words, I thought Tang San's performance was very impressive.

Unexpectedly, after the quarrel for a long time, it was not the same person.

"What's going on?" Flanders frowned and asked.

Zhao Wuji opened his mouth to explain:
"What I just said was Su Bai. He has the strength of a high-level soul master and can crush senior students. As for the master's disciple Tang San, just-"

"Cough cough!"

Ferrander pretended to cough and interrupted Zhao Wuji.

After all, the master is here and you have to take care of his face.

"Actually, Tang San is not bad. He is more resistant to beatings and has good physical fitness." Zhao Wuji quickly changed his mind.

Hearing this, Tang San's face turned livid and despaired.

This is clearly a public humiliation!

"Master, I believe in your vision. Since Tang San has a secret, it must not be simple."

For the sake of his old friend's face, Ferrand comforted him.

(End of this chapter)