Douluo starts with a bird

You can search for the latest chapters by searching for "Douluo's Beginning with a Bird Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu!Kong Wanqing's words fell for a while, and the people who were immersed in shock gradually recovered.

The young white-headed boy manually put away his chin, which was almost frightened, and looked at Kong Wanqing with doubts in his eyes: "You have no spirit power?

It shouldn't be. Phoenix belongs to the best martial arts soul. How could it be impossible to cultivate because of its inherent low soul power?"

Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously retorted, "Isn't A Qing unable to practice, he just can't use spirit power for the time being!"

Ma Hongjun followed to help voice: "Yes, yes, my master is amazing, otherwise, how could Dean Flanders ask him to be a teacher, right?"

"That's what I said, but..." The young man curled his lips: "But you also look two or three years older than me. Why should you be my teacher? Are you handsomer than me?"

Flander took a look at Kong Wanqing and found that he showed no signs of killing people with a single knife. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and whispered, "Oscar, you can't stop talking, please shut up! "

"Shut up and shut up." Oscar shrugged and turned his head: "Anyway, I don't accept it."

Although the other teachers did not speak, there were doubts and doubts in their eyes.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Kong Wanqing is a teacher I specially hired back. When you question him, you are questioning my vision. He is unique in his cultivation..." Flander frowned, trying to say something.

It's a pity that he just started to get interrupted by Kong Wanqing.

"President." Kong Wanqing raised his eyelids and swept across the four people sitting across from him: "In a world where the strong are respected, any explanation is pale and weak.

I understand your feelings very well, because I will not be convinced if I am.

So, I give you a chance to challenge me."

After speaking, Kong Wanqing stood up and walked alone towards the playground outside the cafeteria, leaving all the young and old looking at each other.

I have to say that Kong Wanqing’s coping method is really tough, that is...

Too crazy.

Li Yusong and Lu Qibin are both soul emperors, and naturally have a sense of arrogance in their hearts. Kong Wanqing's words are tantamount to humiliation to them.

Can this be tolerated?

Can't.

So the two of them looked at each other and walked out with Kong Wanqing with grim expressions.

I thought to myself: Even if you can't really do anything to a person, you must teach him a lesson so that he understands what to say and what not to say.

Sitting next to Flanders, Shao Xin stabbed him with a shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Flanders, what is the strength of Kong Wanqing? Can he withstand the attacks of Lao Lu and Lao Li?"

Flender glanced at the old and young who had already got up and walked outside, hesitated for a moment before shook his head and said, "I can't figure out his specific strength.

I only know that the first time I played against him, he had already made me feel dangerous before he used all his strength."

"Huh?" Shao Xin was obviously taken aback, and his stubby eyebrows were raised and taller: "Are you serious?"

Flander gave Shao Xin a sideways look: "Can I make a joke about this kind of thing?"

"This..." Shao Xin and Flender have been friends for many years. They naturally knew how proud he was, and immediately frowned: "But this kid doesn't seem to be more than ten years old. It's impossible to beat Soul Saint!"

"To be honest, with Kong Wanqing's knowledge, I can hardly believe that he is just a teenager.

I even suspected that he was a rejuvenating old monster.Flander smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But in terms of bone age, he is indeed under twelve years old."

Shao Xin followed Flanders to get up, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly lowered his voice: "You said... Is it possible that he is..."

Flender obviously also knew what Shao Xin's unfinished words meant, but he only negated the idea after passing it around in his mind, and shook his head: "It's unlikely." Think twice. www.sssqxw.com

Because the strength displayed by this person is more against the sky than the one hundred thousand year soul beast rebuild.

"Yeah." Shao Xin nodded: "But it's better to be careful."

...

In the playground, Kong Wanqing held a dark red short knife with his backhand and stood on one side. Opposite him, there was a clear old man holding a carved long stick.

The sixty-third level of the power attack system is the soul emperor, the dragon-patterned stick Li Yusong.

As soon as Flander came out, he saw such a scene. He raised his hand and knocked his head with some headache.

Ma Hongjun approached Zhu Zhuqing and asked in a low voice, "Zhuqing, that's a level sixty-three soul emperor, can Master handle it?"

Zhu Zhuqing has always had an inexplicable sense of trust in Kong Wanqing, even if it is impossible, she will firmly believe that he can do it, and this is no exception: "A Qing is amazing, and she will definitely win! "

Ma Hongjun thought for a while: "Well...That's right, but...Master is still in a weak period, is it really okay?"

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have not thought of this problem at all, and suddenly froze in place.

Yes, Ah Qing is still in a period of weakness, unable to open seals without spirit power.

This……

"You have no soul power, and for the sake of fairness, I will not use soul power." Li Yusong squeezed the long stick in his hand to the ground. Suddenly, a strong and extremely oppressive momentum burst out with him as the core: "Dragon Mark Stick Li Yusong, learn your master's tricks."

"Whatever, anyway..." Kong Wanqing stretched out his left hand and slowly flicked the rune knife in his hand, feeling the excitement of the sword spirit, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes gradually cooled: "The result is the same."

"Huh, arrogant." Li Yusong snorted coldly, and the hand holding the dragon-patterned stick suddenly tightened, and his feet rushed towards Kong Wanqing like a cannonball.

Kong Wanqing narrowed his eyes and stepped out.

At that moment, in Li Yusong's perception, Kong Wanqing's breath suddenly disappeared.

In the short moment of his trance, Kong Wanqing appeared beside him, the dark red blade reflecting the faint cold light.

"when--"

Li Yusong subconsciously placed his horizontal stick on his side, dangerously blocking the edge of the talisman in Kong Wanqing's hand.

What Li Yusong didn't expect was that Kong Wanqing's sword seemed light and fluttering like a feather flying, but in fact, the force of the counter-shock from the dragon-patterned stick shook his palm and almost failed to catch it.

With his incomparable combat experience, he swept away instinctively with his stick, intending to counterattack Kong Wanqing.

Kong Wanqing tilted his head and showed a smile, obviously he was somewhat satisfied with Li Yusong's ability to block his attack.

But the movement of his feet still didn't stop, almost taking a step towards the dry position in the next second.

The ghost generally avoided Li Yusong's sweep, then appeared behind him, and gave a sharp nod to the Yu point on the back of the vest.

Of course, before the attack, Kong Wanqing did not forget that this person was not an enemy, so he used the hilt of the rune knife in his hand to point Li Yusong's back.

"puff!"

Li Yusong was caught off guard, his energy was stagnant, and he felt that his chest was fiercely stuffy. He immediately squeezed the dragon-patterned stick, and opened his mouth to spout a fishy black blood.

"Old Li!!!"

Lu Qibin was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Yusong, while Shao Xin used his soul skills to summon a few red jelly beans.

Kong Wanqing, with his back to the crowd turned around, expressionless: "If I were you, I would definitely not eat anything at this time."

Shao Xin was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"

Kong Wanqing glanced at Li Yusong: "Meditate, and Qi Shaoyin meridian, you will thank me."