Douluo’s Uchiha Madara

“Now, each of you must look directly at me alone! Otherwise, you won’t be eligible to stay here!” Madara didn’t want to be as gentle as Ninja World’s Academy, so she thought of a simple and rude way.

“Are you too scared to look directly at me?” Madara raised her chin, as if looking down at these people.

Everyone is coowering and dare not lift the head, for fear of accidentally staring at the indifferent bloody eyes.

Madara certainly would not condone the flowers in these greenhouses, holding their hair one by one and forcibly lifting their heads up to look at each other.

There is nothing inappropriate! Their hearts are so weak that they can’t even stand up against Mental, which makes Madara’s heart more disappointed.

Sora has a cultivation base, but he doesn’t even have the courage to resist. Even if they give them the power of Titan Douluo, they are still a group of ants.

Every student met Madara’s ruthless eyes, and was frightened to tears.

The students in front of Prince Ann, both male and female, were forcibly lifted the head one by one to meet Madara’s ruthless eyes.

Finally, Madara turned his gaze to the proud white clothed youngster just now. There was no other emotion in the twilight.

Regardless of whether this youngster has offended Madara, it makes no difference to Madara. Who would be angry with the little ant?

Madara looked his trembling body, and soon looked away disappointed.

“We are not loser!” Prince Ann’s voice suddenly appeared in the crowd, causing everyone’s hearts to tremble, and everyone turned their heads incredibly one after another. One after another, their eyes focused on Prince Ann.

“Oh? What were you talking about? I didn’t seem to hear it?” Madara’s eyes finally showed an expression of interest, and said in a low voice.

Everyone’s eyes contain puzzlement and taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune, which makes Prince Ann feel the pressure multiplied.

Prince lifts the head slowly, although the sense of crisis that may die at any time lingers in his heart, he still stares at Madara with stubborn anger and stares at Madara word by word: “I said, I am not a loser!”

“Is this kid crazy?”

“It’s over! This is going to be cramped by King Yanluo!”

“Interesting!” Madara originally wanted to turn around and leave, but now turned to the gazed Prince Ann hoarse with interest.

Prince is in the split second as if he is being spotted by an Immemorial Ferocious Beast. The hair stands on end, which is the most instinctive warning of his body.

“hahaha! It’s ridiculous! You say it’s not rubbish or rubbish?” Madara seemed to have heard some big joke, laughed heartily.

“You have to remember, are you rubbish? But it is determined by your own strength!” Madara walked slowly to Prince Ann, and she did not dare to move a bit stiff with her index finger Prince Ann’s chest said.

After saying this, Madara gave him a meaningful look, and then as if completely disappointed with the other people, she didn’t test them again but turned and left.

“Is it determined by my own strength?” Prince Ann looked at the distant blood color back, thinking about the same sentence in his heart.

“Wait! Can you show me your strength?” Prince Ann looked at the blood red silhouette that was about to go far, and finally summoned the courage to shout loudly behind him.

Madara’s figure slightly paused and then continued to move forward, but his Spirit has been quietly possessed, and the four spirit rings of yellow, purple, and black are also unscrupulously displayed.

Suddenly, the dazzling rays of light on the four spirit ring behind Madara made everyone lose their voice, and only heard a si si inhalation.

“Oscar! Come out with me!” Madara seemed to remember something, turning her head to face the stunned Oscar, frowned and ordered.

“Good! Good!” Oscar’s chicken was nodded like a peck of rice, and quickly followed along.

When the silhouettes of the two people disappeared completely, everyone, who was originally quiet as a wood carving on the training grounds, suddenly exploded.

Everyone is talking loudly about this actual combat teacher who is obviously younger than their age, but has reached the four rings Spirit Ancestor cultivation base.

At this moment, the students who were still faintly unconvinced were all overwhelmed by Madara’s terrifying strength.

Prince Ann was thinking about the words that just appeared in his ear.

“You are barely qualified to know my name! Remember, my name is Madara!”

………

Mountainside deserted place, at this time Has become Madara’s training stadium. Madara’s fighting strength is too universally shocking. It was originally the training stadium used by the trainees, and it was not enough for Madara to use her hands and feet.

Oscar fell to the ground exhausted, and wailed feebly: “Madara big brother, please forgive me!”

Oscar has long known that Madara is certain I will practice myself, but didn’t expect Madara to be so strict.

“Why? Just got a little bit of results, I started to be proud?” Madara squatted down next to Oscar, who was already on the ground with her tongue out, coldly said: “Eight-Inner Gates is a secret Jutsu, however, the sweat needed exponentially increases!”

“But, Madara big brother, I have exhausted all my potential!” Oscar’s laborious eyes opened, with deep fatigue Said.

“You really can’t get up?” Madara stood up, looked up and down Oscar’s body on the ground, rubbing her chin and thinking about where to start next.

“I really have no strength!” Oscar pretended to be lying on the ground and played a rogue, while the data was secretly recovering physical strength and lamented.

Madara swift and decisive took out a long piece of 1,000 directly from her ninja bag, and then directly moved towards Os Kara’s ass fiercely and stabbed it down.

“Oh!” Oscar sprang up in pain, and even screamed strangely, even startling countless birds in the forest.

“Look! You obviously have spare energy! You have to squeeze all of your strength to continue the breakthrough limit!” Madara raised her eyebrows and reprimanded.

“I…” Oscar certainly understands this, but when he feels the pain behind him, he clutches his head and feels broken.

“Who, get out of here!” Madara just wanted to continue talking, when someone touched her senses, her brow suddenly wrinkled, and a Hidden Weapons had already been shot over.

“Don’t do it! Teacher, I am me!” A familiar voice came in a little panic.

“It’s you? What are you doing?” Oscar couldn’t help but ask in confusion when he saw Prince Ann.

“I want to ask, can this Teacher accept me as a disciple!” Prince Ann seemed to be a little afraid of Madara, and quietly moved to Oscar without a trace, and asked without confidence.

“Do you want to be my discipline?” Madara pointed her finger up and said.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Prince Ann agreed, staring fiercely at Madara, looking forward to his acceptance.

“Why do you worship me as a teacher?”

“To become an expert!!!”