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

Mo Cheng was taken aback by the amount of one million gold soul coins, and immediately looked at Ning Rongrong in a daze: "Is this true?"

"Back to teacher, the student did promise Senior Dugu that he will return a million gold soul coins in return."

Ning Rongrong said sincerely.

Mo Cheng suddenly felt distressed, Rongrong, Rongrong, in fact, there is no need to give so much money to Brother Dugu, it is a waste, if you really think that there is too much money and nowhere to spend it, it is wrong to give it to the teacher, it is to Taijimen How good it is to build.

"Ning has thanked Senior Poison Douluo, and I, the father, will pay back the million gold coins that Rong Rong promised Senior."

Ning Fengzhi came up from behind, and as he spoke, he handed Dugu Bo a black gold card with a face value of one million.

"Sect Master Ning is very polite. In fact, it doesn't matter if you have the money or not. I just look at little girl Rongrong. She is lively by nature and very cute. I really like it."

Dugu Bo smiled suddenly, and said, but he received the black gold card and didn't know where it went.

The corner of Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said with a sneer: "I heard that Poison Douluo has a weird nature and is difficult to get along with, but now it seems that the rumors are wrong, Senior Poison Douluo is a man of temperament."

"That's all rumors on the mainland. How can I be difficult to get along with? I'm the most approachable."

Dugu Bo laughed.

Bone Douluo stood behind him and snickered, he didn't see that Dugu Bo was approachable, but shamelessly he did.

Sword Douluo's gaze was always on Mo Cheng: "Mo Cheng, your swordsmanship has improved a lot."

"Thank you, Senior Sword Douluo, for your rescue just now."

Mo Cheng slightly cupped his hands at Sword Douluo.

"I didn't do anything either."

Sword Douluo said.

"If Senior Sword hadn't attracted most of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's attention just now, I wouldn't be able to ask for control."

What Mo Cheng said was the truth, if Jian Douluo didn't intervene suddenly, Gui Meiyueguan and the two of them would never have given him a chance to react.

"Ah."

Jian Douluo didn't say anything anymore, and then he still looked at Mo Cheng.

"Why does senior Jian keep looking at me?"

Mo Cheng also felt a little strange.

Sword Douluo knew that Mo Cheng had a secret, so he might not tell the other party if he asked him, so he simply didn't ask anything, and just said lightly: "This is the matter, you and I will fight."

A little suddenly, Mo Cheng paused, it seems that Jiandou Luoshou could sense the changes in himself a little bit, so he urgently wanted to learn from him.

It should be after the end of the National Soul Master Elite Competition.

"I have a lot of doubts, but I think a lot of doubts will be solved after that battle."

"But I just don't know, Mo Cheng, are you willing to give this chance?"

Jian Douluo raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Mo Cheng, those sword pupils contained the supreme sword intent, looking forward to a battle with Mo Cheng.

"Okay, it's a matter here, I will fight with the seniors."

Mo Cheng looked at Jian Douluo, thinking he wanted to fight him again.

"Okay, when the time comes, I will personally go to Tai Chi Gate to find you."

Jian Douluo said slightly, withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi: "I'm going back to the sect first."

"Okay, we'll follow up later."

Bone Douluo replied, after all, it is impossible for the two of them to be outside for a long time.

I need to leave a housekeeper, because I am afraid of accidents. Today is also an emergency, and I should go back now.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly, and then talked to Ning Rongrong about some things.

In the Wuhun Hall at this time.

Pope Bibi Dong sits dignifiedly and elegantly on the Pope's throne.

He frowned slightly, but saw a spatial fluctuation in the hall.

"Back? How's the situation?"

the Pope asked lightly.

But the next moment her brows frowned even tighter, because Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo supported each other.

Ghost Douluo's chest was bleeding, and Ju Douluo's snow-white back also left a blood-red terrifying gash, which was injured by the flying sword chasing into the void when he was leaving.

At this time, the state of the two of them can be described as terrible.

"My lord, we... have failed the mission."

Ghost Douluo supported Ju Douluo, and then both of them saluted the Pope.

The Pope frowned, and then sighed slightly: "You go down first, take a good rest, and report to me the specific situation after your injuries recover."

"Yes, thank you Pope!"

Ghost Douluo replied, and helped Ju Douluo to leave the hall.

After the two left, the pope suddenly slammed his fist on the throne and clenched it tightly: "The mission failed!!"

Then there was a headache, but there was a trace of sternness in the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, two people walked in.

"Student Xie Yue met the Pope!"

"Student Yan met the Pope!"

"I don't know if His Excellency the Pope has any orders for the students?"

As soon as Xie Yue and Yan entered the hall, they knelt down on one knee and saluted the Pope, and then raised their heads slightly to see that the Pope's expression seemed not very good.

Is it to punish the two of them, but they should have committed no crime recently.

"How are you preparing for the game now?"

The pope's voice came down.

Xie Yue felt a little relieved: "My lord Pope, our golden generation is ready."

"Not prepared enough!"

The Pope shook his head and said.

Xie Yue was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the Pope meant.

"My lord Pope, actually I think we can win the championship even if we don't prepare."

Yan said something inappropriate at this time.

Then she felt the Pope's gaze, Yan couldn't take it anymore, and lowered her head, Xie Yue actually felt that what Yan said was right, after all, looking at the whole competition, who would be the opponent of the three soul kings.

"The students don't understand what the Pope means. We are all practicing hard."

But Xie Yue knew that what Yan said was definitely not a satisfactory result for the Pope, so she asked.

"What I want is that you must crush the Tai Chi team to win the championship."

Chapter 291 Entering the Martial Soul City

"Mr. Mo, why don't we go into the city quietly, wouldn't it be good to go into the city in such a swaggering manner?"

Zhao Wou-ki looked around vigilantly, and there was the towering and firm wall of Wuhun City, and there were a large number of Wuhun Palace soul masters on duty on the city wall, which made Zhao Wuji, who was usually very fierce, feel a little guilty, after all, he was here Yesterday they just repelled the two titled Douluo from the Wuhun Temple on the wasteland.

Logically, they must have already been on the must-kill list of the Spirit Hall.

"It's because of this that we should enter the city with a big swagger. Don't forget our other identity, the contestants of the Soul Master Competition. Could it be that the Spirit Hall can arrest us openly and aboveboard?"

Flender cast a glance at Zhao Wuji, but didn't say much, after all, he was also guilty, who would think about it, a soul sage, who just offended two titled Douluo from the Wuhun Temple, is now stepping on the road. The opponent's territory has been taken over, and there are more than two Title Douluo here, for them, it is not an exaggeration to say that this place is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

"Flender is right. At this time, we should be under the attention of everyone, so that the Spirit Hall will not dare to make a move."

Mo Cheng said calmly.

"My old Zhao is still thinking of the boys."

Zhao Wou-ki touched the back of his head.

"Ms. Zhao, we are not afraid, what are you afraid of, this is not like Fudo Ming Wang, or I will be Fudo Ming Wang in the future?"

Ma Hongjun approached Zhao Wuji with a playful smile.

"The kid is looking for a fight!"

Zhao Wuji raised his fist as if he wanted to hit Ma Hongjun on the head.

"Cut, I can't hit it!"

Ma Hongjun dodged, and then ran into Wuhun City.

"Fatty, run slowly!"

Dai Mubai was worried that Ma Hongjun's frizzy temper would cause trouble if he ran into the city first, so he immediately yelled.

"Boss Dai, I have a sense of proportion."

Ma Hongjun turned his head and made a salute to Dai Mubai, then ran in, just entered Wuhun City.

"Ouch! Who is so short-sighted, hit me!"

As Ma Hongjun was walking, he suddenly seemed to bump into something. Ma Hongjun stretched out his hand to touch it. He opened his eyes slightly, but saw a strong man with his arms crossed and glaring at him.

"Are my chest muscles easy to touch?"

The strong man stared at Ma Hongjun coldly.

The burly man was a head taller than Ma Hongjun, so Ma Hongjun raised his head to look at the burly man, but suddenly the burly man snorted coldly, and his anger hit Ma Hongjun's face.

"Depend on!"

Immediately Ma Hongjun pushed his hands up, jumped away quickly, and then pointed at the strong man with one hand: "You, you think I'm rare to touch, it's because you don't have long eyes when you walk, and you bumped into the young master."

After being attacked by Ma Hongjun like this, the strong man was so angry that he didn't hit one place. Isn't this a slap in the face: "It's obvious that you don't have eyes, but you are slandering me, right? Originally, His Royal Highness told me to come to Wuhun City not to cause trouble, but I have to teach you a lesson today!"

The strong man rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and walked towards Ma Hongjun.

"There's a show to watch!"

"Who are these people? There are still people who dare to make trouble in Wuhun City, and they are still here at the gate of the city. They really are not afraid of death."

The people of Wuhun City heard the movement here, and they all came over to join in the fun.

Mo Cheng and others who were still outside the city looked at each other: "Let's go, let's go into the city too."

"Yes!"

Zhu Zhuqing and the others responded, and then followed behind Mo Cheng. At this time, they found that there were people bustling on the side of the road.

"Did this happen?"

"How do you feel that these people are so anxious?"

Ning Rongrong felt something was wrong and looked around.

"Go and ask someone and you'll know."

Oscar laughed at the side, and was about to stop someone to ask about the situation, but was pulled back by Flender: "We just came to Wuhun City, so there is no need to join in the excitement."

"Oh fine."

Oscar nodded, and then several people continued to walk forward. After passing through the city gate, they saw a group of people surrounded there.

In the middle of the surrounding area, there is a strong fluctuation of soul power.

blazing.

"It seems that there are soul masters fighting here."

Ning Rongrong nodded and said, but did not walk over, but just waited and watched from a distance.

"No, have you noticed that this fire is a bit like Fatty's evil fire?"

Tang San thought suddenly.

"Damn, if you put it this way, it seems to be the evil fire of the fat man."