Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

Zhao Wou-ki said in a low voice in front of the three people.

"No, isn't Teacher Mo very nice? Just now we said we would have a celebration banquet tonight, and Teacher Mo agreed."

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others didn't react, and asked in surprise, wondering why Teacher Zhao asked such a question.

"Oh, Teacher Mo is really extraordinary."

Zhao Wou-ki thought for a while, and it should be that Mo Cheng didn't care about what happened just now at all. As expected, Teacher Mo is different, if it were him, he would have slapped him for what happened just now.

Otherwise, I must be unhappy.

"Did something happen?"

Oscar's eyes full of gossip and longing stared at Zao Wou-ki.

"That's a long story."

Zhao Wou-ki sighed meaningfully.

"Can you make a long story short..."

Ma Hongjun called out, and then Zhao Wuji slammed his fist on Ma Hongjun's head: "Ouch!"

"To make a long story short, where does it reflect the scene just now?"

Zhao Wou-ki pursed his lips and said, and then he said everything that happened just now.

"Oh! This man is so bold, he openly provoked me, Teacher Mo!"

Ma Hongjun jumped up immediately, and took a breath: "Mr. Zhao, are you sure that person is only a thirty-level great soul master?"

"Of course it is confirmed, but this great soul master is not a simple great soul master. According to Flender, that person is the rumored theory master, Yu Xiaogang."

Zao Wou-ki talked about every detail.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar looked joking: "What's the use of theory these days, you have to have big fists, just like you, Mr. Zhao."

"Ok?"

These words were obviously mocking himself, Zhao Wuji thumped Ma Hongjun's head again, and said a little threateningly: "Nonsense, I'm obviously very reasonable."

"Woooo x﹏x..."

Both Ma Hongjun and Oscar looked at Zhao Wou-ki resentfully, and said to be reasonable, you said it, don't say it at all, as expected big fists make sense, if I'm like Teacher Mo, I can't hang you up and beat you, a blind idiot.

Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were joking, but Tang San froze in place, hesitating to speak.

"Tang San, what are you thinking about? Are you also thinking about the so-called master's overreaching?"

Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

Tang San came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Wuji and said slowly: "Mr. Zhao, are you sure that man is really a master, Yu Xiaogang?"

"That's right, anyway, that's what Flender said."

Zhao Wou-ki was taken aback for a moment, scratched the back of his head and said truthfully.

"Then you know where he is now?"

Tang San asked with a gloomy expression.

"It should still be in the dean's room."

Zhao Wuji said.

Afterwards Tang San walked towards the dean's room without looking back.

"what happened to him?"

Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun glanced at each other, what's wrong.

Oscar suddenly remembered: "I remembered, Tang San told me that his teacher is this Yu Xiaogang!"

"what?"

Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun were dumbfounded, please, Tang San is now a soul master, how can he still worship a great soul master as his teacher.

"Then the two of us said the wrong thing, should, maybe, maybe."

Ma Hongjun looked at Zhao Wuji and said.

"Nonsense, don't confuse me with you. I was just talking about something, and you were the one who made fun of it."

Zhao Wou-ki embraced his head with both hands, whistling as if it had nothing to do with him.

"cough~"

Ma Hongjun sighed lightly, this blind man was so shameless: "Then what about our dinner party tonight?"

Looking at Oscar: "Why don't you dig out your little coffers?"

"I'm really gone."

Oscar shook his head crying and laughing.

"Isn't the plan for the celebration banquet ruined?"

Ma Hongjun sighed.

"Withdraw, withdraw, by the way, if you still have a celebration banquet, you can call me."

Zhao Wou-ki smiled awkwardly, then turned his head and left.

"Why don't we go to Sister Xiaowu and the others to borrow some?"

Ma Hongjun tried to instigate Oscar to borrow money, but he had no choice but to be in the Star Dou Forest for the past two days, the taste in his mouth almost faded away.

I really want to have a good meal.

In the distance, Flender stood here, having seen the scene just now, he sighed a little, and headed towards his dean's room again.

As for Mo Cheng, after returning to the guard's room, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

He didn't care about what happened just now.

"Sleep, sleep, or else you won't have to rest when that fat man calls."

This is Mo Cheng's idea.

Chapter 127 The Humble "Master"

"It's dinner, it's dinner!"

The night was coming, Ma Hongjun was running and shouting in the academy.

After seeing him howl a few times, he ran to the door of Mo Cheng's guard room: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo! It's time for dinner, or I'll eat your share."

"Okay, got it, I'm here right now."

Mo Cheng opened the door of the room and looked at Ma Hongjun.

"Hey, I'm going to call the others, you just go to the gate of the academy, Miss Xiaowu and the others are over there."

Ma Hongjun chuckled and slipped away.

Mo Cheng shook his head and smiled, then walked towards the entrance of the academy.

After a while, they came to the gate of the college.

"teacher!"

"teacher!"

Xiao Wu clung to Mo Cheng when she saw him, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing stood aside, Dai Mubai stood in place and saluted Mo Cheng.

Oscar also greeted Mo Cheng with a smile, and there were two people standing there on the other side.

One Yu Xiaogang, one Tang San.

It can be seen that Yu Xiaogang is restless in place, hesitating.

Tang San raised his head and glanced at his teacher.

Immediately, Yu Xiaogang walked towards Mo Cheng, and Mo Cheng turned to look at Yu Xiaogang.

I saw Yu Xiaogang clenched his right hand into a fist on his left chest, and bowed slightly: "Dear Lord Douluo, please forgive me for my rudeness."

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and the others also turned to look at Yu Xiaogang. Regarding what happened today, Oscar and Ma Hongjun cared about Tang San, so they didn't tell Mo Cheng's students, Xiao Wu and the others.

So I'm a little confused about the current situation.

Mo Cheng smiled lightly: "You don't need to salute, you are Tang San's teacher, and you and I are colleagues. You can take my behavior today as a lesson."

Yu Xiaogang paused, and could only lower his head, after all, it was his own fault, so preconceived notions should not be the main thing: "What Douluo Mian said is true."

"You don't have to call me sir, just call me by my name."

Mo Cheng shook his head and said.

"Douluo Da... What Teacher Mo said is true."

Yu Xiaogang said.

Mo Cheng nodded slightly, and from the corner of his eye turned to Tang San, Tang San's eyes were full of gratitude to Mo Cheng.

"Everyone is there."

Flender came out with a smile on his face at this time, seeing that Mo Cheng didn't care about Yu Xiaogang's disrespect and rudeness during the day, the stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground, after all, one was his bosom friend and thigh, and the other They are old friends who have traveled to the mainland together for many years.

It's hard to be caught in the middle.

"My old Zhao is here!"

Only then did Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun appear.

Oscar winked at Ma Hongjun, and then asked in a low voice: "Why did you call the dean here?"

This is not within the scope of their invitation, after all, Flender is a seat that does not cost money, as if he was reincarnated from starvation.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you say that Teacher Xiaosan paid for it? Moreover, our dean and Teacher Xiaosan are good friends, so it's not inappropriate."

Ma Hongjun didn't care, if someone paid for it, the food would be comfortable, and when Flender snatched the food, he could order again, so what to be afraid of.

"Teacher, let's go!"

Xiao Wu took Mo Cheng's hand, and then Ning Rongrong also took Mo Cheng's other hand, and the two pulled Mo Cheng together.

Oscar saw it in his eyes, jealousy in his heart, and envy in his words: "Damn it, I also want to be pulled by Rongrong like this."

"Okay, it's not completely dark yet, it's not time to dream, and let's talk about who Teacher Mo is and who you are."

Ma Hongjun's mouth immediately poured cold water on Oscar's heart.

Oscar sighed: "How can there be such a person as Mr. Mo here? It's too perverted."

"You're not tired of talking."

Ma Hongjun pouted, anyway, he didn't envy Mo Cheng at all, as we all know thighs are for hugging, not for surpassing.

Safety, being able to lie flat, and practicing hard are all illusions.

Yu Xiaogang raised his head and glanced at Mo Cheng, feeling a little lonely, why he could only be limited to level [-] for the rest of his life because of his martial soul.

But there was no way around it, my father had tried tens of thousands of ways, but none of them could solve the problem of his mutated spirit.

Naturally, at the celebration banquet, a meal of eating and drinking was unavoidable.

"Waiter, serve another ten plates of pork knuckle!"

Ma Hongjun yelled at the waiter, holding a large piece of pork knuckle in his hand, and gnawing on it.

"Fatty man, if you continue to eat like this, you will die of fat sooner or later!"

Dai Mubai sat next to Ma Hongjun, oil stains splashed on his clothes, he immediately scolded.

"Boss Dai, I'm sorry, it's not because of my martial soul that I can eat. I need to replenish a lot of energy, otherwise I will not be fat to death, but I will be skinny to death."

With something still stuffed in his mouth, Ma Hongjun spoke vaguely.

"Then you have to wash my clothes after I go back."

Dai Mubai snorted, pointing to the oil stains on his body.

Ma Hongjun gave an ok sign with his oily hands.

Only then did I give up.