Gourd of Douluo

"That's because you are ignorant." The sturdy young man glanced at Wang Xiaofeng with disdain, "Our boss is the chief of the academy, Tai Long!"

"Hmm, it sounds like it's very powerful." Wang Xiaofeng agreed casually.

The sturdy young man nodded and said proudly: "Of course, Boss Tailong's martial soul, the powerful gorilla, has a powerful force that even the Soul Sect dare not confront head-on. Moreover, Boss Tailong is still an elite of this generation. Here are the qualifiers for the competition.”

"From what you say, your boss is very strong." Wang Xiaofeng said matter-of-factly.

He had heard a little bit about the martial spirit of the powerful gorilla. Although he was not ranked first in terms of strength, he was still in the top five.

It's just that apart from strength, there is nothing praiseworthy about the martial spirit of the Great Gorilla. Defense and physical strength are very important attributes for the attack-type soul master. The increase of the Great Gorilla Spirit is very average.

Just when Wang Xiaofeng was distracted, two waves of soul power suddenly came from beside him.

"boom!"

I saw Dai Mubai and a stronger young man fist bumping each other, and a wave of air suddenly pushed the surrounding tables away.

Wang Xiaofeng used his soul power to block the situation, while the young man next to him was pushed to the wall by the wave of air.

Dai Mubai took three steps back, and the sturdy young man couldn't help but move back a step.

"You can actually take a punch from Boss Tai Lung. Your friend is quite strong."

"Is he the Tailong boss you mentioned?" Wang Xiaofeng took a look and saw that the young man in front of Dai Mubai was indeed much stronger than the average attack-type soul master.

"Yes, you, the chief of the academy, are quite capable." Dai Mubai clenched his fists and put away his careless expression.

The other party is very powerful and he is about to get serious.

"Dai Mubai, White Tiger of Martial Spirits, Level 39 Attack Spirit War Spirit Master, please give me your advice."

Level thirty-nine!

Tai Lung was shocked, no wonder the other party could receive his punch.

"Tailong, a powerful gorilla with a martial spirit, a level 36 attack-type fighting spirit, please give me some advice."

Level thirty-six? Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, his soul power was a bit lower than he imagined.

But after getting to know Wang Xiaofeng, Tang San and Xiao Wu, he no longer underestimates his opponents.

After all, it is impossible to be a weak person to be the chief of an academy. Maybe the person named Tai Long in front of him has some killing skills hidden in him.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai became more and more serious.

"Martial spirit possession*2."

Tai Lung growled, and his body changed rapidly.

I saw that the muscles on his body suddenly swelled, and his arms became thicker and longer, and black hair also grew.

Dai Mu's blond hair turned into white hair, his strong muscles held up his clothes, and a pair of huge tiger claws shone with a cold light when he waved them.

"You take the first move."

Tai Long was very generous and allowed Dai Mubai to make the first move. After all, he was the chief of the academy, so it was appropriate for him to give way to his juniors.

Dai Mubai didn't waste any time. He bent down slightly and a wave of air suddenly burst out from his left foot. Before Tai Long could react, Dai Mubai had already appeared beside him.

Tai Long subconsciously waved his left arm, but it only hit the air. Dai Mubai had already exited his attack range. Not only that, he also exited the state of being possessed by the martial spirit.

Tai Lung asked strangely: "What's wrong? The winner hasn't been decided yet."

"There's no need to keep fighting. Just consider me the loser." Dai Mubai shook his head, looking disappointed.

Tai Long thought that Dai Mubai recognized the gap between the two sides, so he admitted defeat. So he walked forward and comforted: "You are very strong now. At least you are much stronger than me in terms of soul power. When I was your age, I had just reached the Soul Master level."

Dai Mubai knew that the other party had misunderstood. Just when he was about to explain, Xiao Wu came forward and said to Tai Long, "You want to fight, right? Sister Xiao Wu is here to fight with you."

Xiao Wu despises the big bully of the small. From her point of view, Tai Long just wants to use his status as the chief of the academy to suppress them.

Tang San just happened to disappear without saying a word, and she had already been holding back a lot of anger in her heart.

Tai Long looked at Xiao Wu's beautiful face, her black scorpion tail hanging behind her back, and her perfect body made up of her 1.2 meter long legs.

Suddenly he couldn't help but blush and said: "Well, your name is Sister Xiaowu, right? I, Tailong, don't hit girls, so let the boys behind you compete with me."

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "You look down on Sister Xiao Wu?"

Tai Long quickly explained: "No, no, I'm a big old man, and I don't have anything light or heavy in my hands. What if I accidentally hurt you?"

"That's not up to you!"

"Xiao Wu, Martial Spirit Rabbit, a level 33 attack spirit master, please give me some advice." Xiao Wu held his fist in his left hand and bowed slightly, Tai Long quickly bowed in response.

But when he raised his head, Xiao Wu had completed possessing the martial spirit at some point, and a touch of pink appeared in his eyes.

"not good!"

Tai Long felt dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, Xiao Wu's black scorpion braid had already wrapped around his neck.

"...bang...bang..."

Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands. Of course, it would be better if the gaps between his fingers were not so wide.

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but said: "It's not good for Xiaowu to use the eighth-level throw to deal with his classmates."

Wang Xiaofeng said: "Don't worry, the venue is so small, you can only fall two or three times at most, and Xiao Wu is very measured in his attacks."

Tai Lung's younger brothers didn't dare to look at this scene and hid in a corner shivering.

Xiao Wu was indeed very measured in her actions, so she helped Tai Lung loosen his muscles and bones, and by the way, he broke a few ribs. He could recover by lying on the bed for a week.

Looking at Tailong who was like mud in front of him, Xiao Wu sighed comfortably. Sure enough, when he was in a bad mood, he would find someone to beat him up.

"What are you doing hiding in the corner? Why don't you take your boss away quickly!" Xiao Wu said angrily as he looked at the three people hiding in the corner like ostriches.

The three of them stood up like roosters with fried feathers, and responded: "Yes! We are coming right now."

Then he gently carried Tai Lung, who was as soft as mud, out of the classroom.

Ning Rongrong chuckled and said, "After Xiao Wu's beating, they will definitely become more honest."

Oscar nodded, "I think they must be impressed."

Dai Mubai said: "Oh, I thought the chief of the academy was so strong. It's a waste of feelings."

Wang Xiaofeng wondered: "What is Mubai going to do next? Go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to find a breakthrough?"

Dai Mubai sighed, "Forget it. I feel that breaking through on the battlefield is not suitable for me. I'd better practice in a mimicry training environment honestly."

In fact, it is because at level 30, Dai Mubai's strength has reached its peak, and it is difficult to match up with a soul master who can put pressure on him in the soul fighting arena.

And what he needs is the pressure of a head-on confrontation, not the suffocating feeling of being controlled from head to death like Tang San.

In this way, the range was even smaller, and even Yu Tianheng of the same level could only compete with him at 50-50. He didn't think that he could find a soul master of the same level who was much stronger than him in the soul fighting field.

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