Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

"Then why didn't he come here with you?"

Dance asked innocently.

"Because his goal is not here, and my words can't go to the school he attends, my father arranged for me to go here, saying that I would meet great mentors here."

Ning Rongrong's voice was suddenly somewhat low.

"Which school ...... Well."

The straight-minded Little Dance was covered by Tang San before she could finish her sentence.

"Little Dance."

The tone was a little heavy.

And instructed Little Dance to look at Ning Rongrong's position.

Her expression was slightly sad.

But still smiled and answered, "He went to the Martial Spirit Academy to enroll in the Martial Spirit Academy."

"The Martial Spirit Hall's direct academy?"

Tang San asked.

"Yes."

At this time Dance was completely silent.

"I remember that it's very rare if you're recruiting outward, about one in a thousand chance."

Dai Mubai interjected.

He still had a good personality, although it was a pity that the girl in front of him already had a boyfriend, but he was still worried about her boyfriend.

After all, they will be the same school sister in the future.

"Not afraid."

Ning Rongrong was suddenly in a bright mood.

She said with a little pride, "My boyfriend is twelve years old, with a thirty-five level soul, top beast martial soul."

For some reason, Zhu Zhuqing in the back quietly let out a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, the one I met was at the peak of level thirty-six."

"There was no collision."

Just now, she had thought that the man she had obeyed was the boyfriend of Rong Rong in front of her, and she was terrified.

Now then there was no such worry, obviously not.

Our kitten genuinely is still a little young.

"What, level thirty-five?"

Another three people were shocked.

"It's really a man compared to a man, angry as hell, I was only twenty-five when I was twelve, and now I'm only thirty-seven, what kind of genius is this."

Dai Mubai was a little envious and extremely hateful.

"Really, is this a real genius?"

"The teacher said it was absolutely impossible for anyone to be over thirty-two years old at the age of twelve, and now, has someone finally proven it?"

Tang San looked bitter.

Even Little Dance was surprised.

"How could you be so strong twelve years old."

Ning Rongrong puffed out her chest somewhat proudly at these compliments, "That's natural, my boyfriend defeated all the sixth years in the second year of Tian Dou Junior Academy and became the most powerful person worthy of the title."

In the eyes of a girl in love, these are all capital worth taking out to show off.

The fact that she had such a good boyfriend washed away the faint sadness for a moment.

"That's nice."

Zhu Zhuqing said softly, holding Ning Rongrong's small hand.

"Someone you like is the capital that satisfies a young girl's little flaunting heart."

Zhu Zhuqing could also understand this feeling.

"The person you like is also as strong, or, stronger."

......

The other three should not be full of dog food from Ning Rongrong who is giving out sweet breath.

At this time, the rescue voice sounded.

"It's starting now, kids."

Zhao Wuji's rich voice came from far away.

This caused the dog food trio to quickly leave to escape the unseen dog food.

"Really, this dog food can really be fed to dogs at any time."

Dai Mubai's expression was really a bit unsightly. Only Little Dance is an envious face: "It's so sweet."

Holding the hand of Tang San, who was walking in front of her, she said in a somewhat low voice, "Brother."

Tang San naturally knew what this niece wanted to say.

Spoiled smile: "Indeed, a very sweet love."

Back on the field, Zhao Wuji was already standing on the field, with the appearance of an incense stick quietly appearing on his hand.

"The discussion is done."

A smile spread across Zhao Wuji's majestic face.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao."

Tang San stepped out.

"Then, come on."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand, and the incense had been inserted into the ground and quietly began to burn.

"As long as you hold out for one incense stick, you are considered to have passed."

Zhao Wuji's body quietly released an earthy yellow light.

But Ning Rongrong's speed was obviously faster.

She had quietly released her martial spirit when Zhao Wuji had just inserted the incense.

"The Seven Treasures turn out to have glaze, the first soul skill."

"The Seven Treasures have a name, one: force."

"The seven treasures have a name, the second one: speed."

The two soul rings rose simultaneously.

Six separate rays of light emerged onto the bodies of the three men.

The three of them felt their bodies lighten at the same time.

"Not bad, this time, there's even a Seven Treasures glazed one, Flanders that old wealthy fan is probably going to get excited."

Zhao Wuji said so with his mouth, but his actions were not slow at all.

He squatted down on his knees and punched the ground with a fierce punch.

Visible to the naked eye, the four of them felt their bodies heavy and had difficulty moving at the same time.

"Oh no."

Ning Rongrong heard Tang San shout out.

He had already released the vines of the Blue Silver Grass.

But there was something even faster, and that was Zhu Zhuqing's figure.

She seemed to create an afterimage in her movements, and the increased suppression of gravity didn't seem to have much effect on her.

Almost at once, she picked up Ning Rongrong, who was somewhat slow to move on the ground, and left her current position with one more jump.

"Thank you."

Ning Rongrong brushed her sideburns from her ears and thanked her.

"It's fine, you be careful here."

Zhu Zhuqing returned, and the next moment, she was out of the area.

The two on the other side had already issued an attack.

Zhu Zhuqing found a hint of an opening.

Her hands emitted a cold light.

"The Phantom Surge."

"Too bad it's useless."

Zhao Wuji said with a big grin.

"First Spiritual Skill, Immovable Bright King Body."

In a split second, his body emitted a golden light.

Zhu Zhuqing's first soul technique seemed to have lost its effect.

It completely felt like it was stuck in the mud.

"Second soul technique, Herculean Vajra Palm."

Zhao Wuji repelled the remaining two and used the skill towards Zhu Zhuqing.

"It's basically impossible to dodge."

Zhu Zhuqing retreated towards his back, using his second soul skill to resist again.

But it was all in vain.

"Huh."

When the Herculean Palm hit the place where Zhu Zhuqing was just now, Zhao Wuji didn't feel like hitting a solid entity and couldn't help but softly let out a puzzled sound.

"Take advantage of now."

A voice suddenly came from the sky above.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji felt his body being bound up.

His entire body was bound up by the Blue Silver Grass.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful slam hammered into his chest.

Zhao Wuji was unable to resist this attack and fell to the ground.

"First Spiritual Technique, Phantom Assault."

Zhao Wuji's chest was struck hard.

A muffled sound.

Zhao Wuji stood up holding onto the ground.

The blue silver grass on his body came off, and his face was a bit ugly.

At this time, three quarters of the incense had already burned.

"Teacher Zhao, let's count this time as our win."

Tang San asked tentatively.

"No way."

Zhao Wuji seemed a little enraged.

It instantly leaves the current position and arrives at Zhu Zhuqing's position.

Direct gravity augmentation combined with a Herculean Vajra Palm package.

It slapped Zhu Zhuqing out of the way.