Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 234 Advanced Elite Soul Master Academy Competition ([-])

In Shrek Academy, in a clearing in the quiet woods, dozens of soul masters, male and female, tall, short, fat, and thin, were divided into two teams, with their chests up and their hands behind their backs with stern faces. They were these two In the past few months, the master has selected elites among ordinary people through layer upon layer selection in the academy, and today is extremely critical for them.

Because today, the last three places in the big list for the competition will be selected among them, three out of fourteen, it is extremely cruel for them who have been training hard for more than a month.

The master stood with a sullen face, standing on a temporary high platform in the open space, his sharp eyes swept over the faces of the people standing under the scorching sun, looking at these handsome young heroes who were sweating profusely but did not change their expressions, they Each of them is one of the best talents in a hundred. If they were placed in other academies, many of them could be the main players.

However, it is a pity that they are in Shrek Academy, and it is also a Shrek Academy that has seven students who are called monsters and one enchanting student who cannot be described as a monster. Therefore, even if they have Talent, but can only run for the last three seats on the entry list.

The master sighed, he didn't know whether he was sighing because of his troubles of happiness because he had so many excellent students, or he was sighing for the poor children in front of him.

"teacher."

In the distance, Tang San's figure was not visible, but his voice came from afar.

The master raised his head, looked at the figure in the distance that had never disappointed him, watched them, and waited until the eight of them got close before nodding and saying to Tang San: "Are you up?"

While speaking, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Tang Fei who was behind the crowd.

Tang San sensed the teacher's eyes, looked back, and said to the master with a smile, "Come on."

"Ah."

The master responded softly, and then said: "Then let's start, invite the captains of the black team and the white team to come on stage."

Hearing this, Tang San walked out of the team, and dragged Tang Fei, who was extremely reluctant, onto the high platform. There were three tables and three wooden chairs on the high platform, the master occupied the middle one, and Tang Fei and Tang San had no choice but to Sit on either side of him.

After Tang Fei and Tang San were seated, the master stood up and said to the other six people with one soul: "You go and stand by the side first." Then he nodded to the sweaty candidates and said: "You can start."

"Yes."

All the people below shouted loudly at the same time with great aura, and dozens of people shouted with the momentum of hundreds and thousands of people.

Tang Fei was a little startled by the sudden shout. The lingering prestige of the loudspeaker in the morning still remained in his mind. The master sat down and looked at the guy who had disappeared this time, sighed, and pointed to the pen and paper in front of Tang Fei. Said: "In order not to cause unnecessary injuries, our final selection will no longer be in the form of competition. After a while, 14 of them will come to the stage to introduce themselves one by one. If you feel it is okay, write his name on the paper. Come on, understand."

"Ah, um, I see."

Hearing Tang Fei's perfunctory words, the master sat down and waited cross-legged, regardless of whether Tang Fei understood or not.

And the first person on stage came. Tang Fei saw that he was tall and strong, with thick body hair, "Isn't this the Tai Long who was rescued by himself? It seems that he has improved a lot in the past few months, so it's still useless." Look, he's the only one," Tang Fei thought, and was about to write on the paper, but he heard coughing sounds in his ears, and turned his head to see that it wasn't the master, but Tang San.

Tang San looked at Tang Fei and stared at him a few times, then shook his head. Tang Fei felt a little inexplicable and scratched his head.

"But this guy's brother wants to choose?"

Unknown why Tang Fei did not write Tai Long's name in the end, and neither did Tang San. Only the master took his small notebook to write and draw there, and after Tai Long introduced his basic personal information, the master raised his head slightly. Said: "Tai Long, you are the first to enter the training camp among you, how much have you improved in this month?"

Tai Long said with a stern expression: "Reporting master, I have been promoted by two levels in more than a month, and now I am level 39 War Soul Lord."

"Well, what do you want to ask?"

After the master finished asking, he wrote on the paper and said to Tang San and Tang Fei without raising his head.

Tang San was a little cautious, pretending to be calm, looking at Tai Long who was looking at him with piercing eyes, and asked: "Tai Long, you. You."

"Can you resist the beating?"

Listening to Tang San, you won't come out for a long time, Tang Fei added from the side.

"Ah." Tai Long's face collapsed, he looked at Tang San in fear, lowered his head and remained silent.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he was speechless, the master waved his hand and said, "Go down, next one."

Tai Long lowered his head and got off the high platform, and replaced him with a pretty girl with wheat-yellow skin and protruding back. After she finished introducing her martial spirit, cultivation level, and other information, she waited for the master Opening his mouth, Tang Fei seemed to have found some strange habit, sat up straight and asked earnestly, "Can you resist beating?"

"Ah." The girl looked at him blankly, hesitating and speechless.

The master looked at her for a while, then waved, "Next."

"Can you resist the beating?"

"I."

"next."

"you"

And so on, until the ninth.

Tang Fei crossed his legs and played with his fingers with his head down. When he asked him this question just now, the facial expressions of those people felt a little fun, but one or two passed by, and three or four were meaningless, but the master didn't Asking him to stop, he had no choice but to continue asking.

"Can you resist?"

"I can't resist beating you up and try it."

"Yo hoo."

Tang Fei looked up, and there was someone who had learned to answer quickly, and his tone was still so rigid. He looked at the person, he was thin, with dark and rough skin, and the training clothes on his body were twice as wet as the others. What a fun guy.

Tang Fei was looking at the man, but the man pointed at Tang Fei and said to the master: "Master, I, Meng Wu, want to challenge him to be the captain of the white team. If I win against him, please let me enter the list instead of him, and let him get out of the list." .”

"Good guy, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that."

The master frowned and looked up at Meng Wu and said, "Meng Wu, today is the selection of the final contestants. This is not an arena. If you want to challenge him, you can wait until later. Go down first."

"I don't agree."

"Wait a moment."

As soon as the master finished speaking, Meng Wu and Tang Fei said at the same time.

"Master, I want to give him a chance." Tang Fei ignored Meng Wu who was staring at him, and said to the master, who looked at him.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

Tang Fei continued, and the master nodded in agreement.

With the master's consent, Tang Fei stood up, walked in front of Meng Wu, and looked down at his dark face and the unyielding eyes in his eyes. This kind of eyes is a fighting emperor.

"Why do you want to challenge me?" Tang Fei asked with a smile.

"Because you are not worthy." Meng Wu looked at Tang Fei calmly and said slowly.

"Oh." Tang Fei smiled and looked at him, crossing his arms.

"Our training camp has been held for almost two months. I entered the training camp one and a half months ago, and I was an early arrival in the training camp. But even so, I can see the captain of the black team every day, Tang Three, there are the other six people who come to the training camp to train every day, but you, the captain of the white team, I have never seen you come to the training camp for a day, and you have never been to the training camp for a day Why do people occupy a seat in vain, and it can determine the qualifications of those of us who train day and night every day, I think you are not worthy of participating in the competition, let alone decide whether we will stay or not."

"Oh, don't you know that I'm very strong." Tang Fei looked at him in surprise, as if looking at an alien again.

Meng Wu stared at him firmly and said, "I've heard of it."

"Then you still dare to challenge me."

"I am not reconciled, why you can occupy a seat without hard training, I am not reconciled, why can someone like you decide us, I am not reconciled, why a guy like you who suddenly appeared can participate in the competition. "

Looking at the roaring Meng Wu, Tang Fei was a little baffled, but he felt that this person was a little funny. He took a few steps back to stand firm, stretched his arms, and said to Meng Wu: "Come on, let me tell you why."

"Humph."

Meng Wu snorted coldly, grabbed a deep black dagger in his hand, and looked at Tang Fei with cold eyes. Three soul rings appeared beside him, and the three yellows lit up at the same time. The second disappeared in place, and he was only less than five meters away from Tang Fei, which was only two or three steps away, so he could attack Tang Fei in just one second.

So when he took the first step, the people below all exclaimed, even the eyes of Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong in the group of six widened a lot, because when Meng Wu stabbed out the dagger, he moved forward. At half the distance, Tang Fei still spread his arms and exposed his chest to him.

Three meters, this was the distance between the two when Meng Wu stabbed out the dagger. He heard the exclamation from below, and Meng Wu felt that in the next half a second, his dagger could penetrate into Tang Fei's flesh and blood. He deepened a little more, but before he took the next step, his face suddenly changed.

Not only him, the pupils of the master and Tang San who were sitting on the chairs shrunk, the people below only had mouths and couldn't even make a sound, only Tang Fei, he smiled slightly, opened his eyes, retracted his arms, and walked extremely slowly even Meng Wu seemed to be fixed in the air beside him.

Bending slightly, looking straight into his eyes, he said with a smile: "It can be seen that you must have worked very hard. This dagger must be the martial soul that you wield tens of thousands of times every day. It's a pity, if You have the talent and opportunity like me, maybe you can replace me, but you don't, you are just an ordinary person, but I am a strong man, with a height that you will never be able to catch up to, this dagger, forever It’s just a dagger, it can only be a dagger, it’s impossible for him to turn into a long sword, this is your destiny.”

"The strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak. Efforts can only change the gap between you and ordinary people, but if you want to challenge me, you still can't."

Tang Fei gently opened his fingers, took out the dagger, threw it on the ground, and said with a chuckle: "This is why I can decide on you, do you understand?"

After finishing speaking, Tang Fei snapped his fingers lightly, withdrawing the effect of killing domain ability.

Meng Wu's legs softened and fell to the ground, while Tang San and the master who were sitting on the seats stood up from their chairs, looking at Tang Fei in shock. If the master's memory is correct, this is the first time Tang Fei has He shot in front of him, and this shot really shocked him.

"Realm, what you just used was Realm."

The master asked Tang Fei softly.

Tang Fei smiled and nodded, without speaking, went back to his seat and sat down without even looking at Meng Wu again.

Meng Wu was lying on the ground, panting heavily. The others were only reduced in strength and speed under the influence of Tang Fei's killing field, but he was facing Tang Fei, and what he received was Tang Fei's murderous head-on impact, which made him feel very uncomfortable now. weak legs.

The master seemed to understand Meng Wu's current situation, and hurriedly called a few people to carry him away, then turned to look at Tang Fei with a shocked expression.

"Master, hurry up and choose someone."

After being stared at by the master for a long time, Tang Fei always felt that he said hurriedly behind his back.

The master was silent for a while, then sat down and ordered to continue.

And Tang sat and didn't speak again, because he felt that there would be no happy things happening in the future, and sat there only thinking about when this matter would end.

He was holding a pen, recalling the names of those beautiful girls in his mind, but he heard Tang San's voice, turned his head and saw that Tang San was already close to him, it turned out that when Tang Fei was in a daze, he had already introduced everyone, Now the master is standing in front of the training camp to summarize the past month, and by the way, give them two time to write their names.

"Xiao Fei, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah, bro, what's the matter?"

"Are you still thinking about that Meng Wu?"

"Brother, what are you talking about, how can I miss him."

"Hey, Xiao Fei, let me tell you, that Meng Wu is a poor man. When he first awakened his martial soul, his soul power was only two levels. It was his hard work every day to stand here, so he hated those Those who don’t work hard are the ones we complained about before you slept in the bamboo hut all day, he will provoke you today, don’t worry about others.”

Tang Fei looked at Tang San with a worried face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Brother, I am such a person, so in your eyes, I, Tang Fei, am such a narrow-minded person."

Tang San shook his head and said: "No, I just, hey, forget it, as long as you don't worry about others."

Sighing and saying a few words, Tang San withdrew his body, and then wrote two words on the paper in front of him, Tai Long,
Tang Fei glanced at him, thought for a moment in his heart, and smiled lightly: "Good guy, no matter whether you did it on purpose or not, you are quite courageous to use this method to make me remember your name. If so, then Just choose you."

After speaking, he swiped his pen and wrote two words on the paper: Meng Wu.

The master in front turned around and came back, took a look at the paper in front of Tang Fei and Tang San, then wrote it down in the notebook, then walked back, and read the names of the three people who were selected.

At this point, the training camp is over.

(End of this chapter)