My spirit of Douluo is a spirit ring

Dai Mubai coughed: "Everyone is hungry, let's go to dinner together, I'll treat you!"

After speaking, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing steadily.

"No need to invite you, Xiao Jiu, don't you plan to treat?" Ning Rongrong didn't have a good impression of Dai Mubai. Instead, she was closer to Tang Jiu. How could she let Dai Mubai harm Zhu Zhuqing and immediately give this opportunity Tang Jiu.

"I invite everyone to eat dragon meat!" Tang Jiu took out the big iron pot and the holder from the twelve Jinling hairpins, and then prepared an iron pot to stew the iron dragon meat.

"Dragon meat?!" Everyone was surprised.

"Yes, ten thousand year soul beast iron armored dragon, my third spirit ring was obtained from it!" As he said, he took out the refrigerated iron armored dragon meat from the Jinling twelve hairpins. A storage space in the twelve hairpins has become a freezer!

Seeing Tang Jiu taking out pieces of iron armored dragon meat, everyone swallowed their saliva unconsciously. Soul beast meat contains huge energy, and eating it regularly will also help cultivation, but obtaining ten thousand year-level soul beast meat is too great. Difficult.

The iron pot was simmering, Tang Jiu immediately put in various spices, and then sprinkled a large amount of salt in a graceful posture.

After an hour, the meat smell diffused.

Tang Jiu took out the bowl and chopsticks, fished out a large spare rib, served a bowl of rich broth, and handed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Thank you!" Zhu Zhuqing was a little stunned, and he never thought that Tang Jiu would give it to her first.

"Patient color over friends!" Ning Rongrong hummed.

"Senior sister!" Xiao Wu thought it was fun and queued up.

"Refreshing color and despising brother!" Tang San also joked.

Tang Jiu was cheeky without any feeling, but Zhu Zhuqing felt a blush on his face, lowered his head and sips the meat.

Dai Mubai's face was a bit disappointed, but he also knew that he was the one who spent time and drink first, and can't blame others. He is now the public enemy of girls, so sad!

Tang Jiu smiled, and then handed out bowls and chopsticks to everyone who was sitting around. Everyone immediately began to frantically snatch food from the cauldron, eating happily.

"Yeah~~ It's delicious!" Oscar was so hot and sore from his hot tongue, but he was still desperately snatching.

"Little San, look, they are all going to grab all the meat!" Xiao Wu and the girls ate more elegantly. There is not much left in the pot before a piece of meat is finished, especially when Oscar holds a piece in one hand. No chopsticks are used.

"Entangling!"

Tang San immediately wrapped the remaining pieces of meat with blue silver grass, and booked it for Xiao Wu.

"Mine for you." Tang Jiu handed a large sparerib he had just fished out to Zhu Zhuqing's bowl.

"I'll give you mine too!" Oscar followed Tang Jiu's way, putting half of his leftover meat in Ning Rongrong's bowl, and giving Ning Rongrong a peachy eye that he thought was handsome. He disgusted Ning Rongrong, and kicked Oscar away.

"Get out of the way, wretched uncle!"

"I, forgot that I didn't shave..." Oscar wailed from a distance.

After a full meal, everyone came to their dormitory, Tang San shared a room with Oscar, Xiao Wu shared a room with Ning Rongrong.

And Zhu Zhuqing and Tang Jiu...that are each room.

"Or, you two can make do with it!" Ning Rongrong began to joke again.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't stand it anymore, turned and entered the door and closed the door with a bang. Ning Rongrong blinked at Tang Jiu, giggled, and pulled Xiao Wu into his room.

.............

The night is quiet.

Zao Wou-ki kept reflecting in his room, whether it was Tang Jiutai's evildoer, or whether there was a problem with his real cultivation path.

Anyway, he was also the famous Fudo Mingwang, a level 76 soul sage, and he lost to Tang Jiu!

Originally, he just wanted to move his muscles and bones with itchy hands, and personally gave this group of children a predicament. Unexpectedly, they would be dismissed by others.

"Tang Jiu will definitely become the most amazing and beautiful titled Douluo! It's just that this kid is too crazy, maybe he will fall! Would you like to unite with Flanders, and then take the title of the actual combat class to beat this kid?"

There was a smirk on Zao Wou-ki's face: "I think this is for his benefit!"

"There are also these children, we must increase the intensity of the actual combat class!"

Zhao Wou-ki clearly wanted to avenge his personal revenge, but he still looked good for them. This is the advantage of being a combat teacher.

Zao Wou-ki grinned, ready to sleep.

However, when Zao Wou-Ki just lay down, a sudden sound exploded in his ears, with a bone-chilling chill, which instantly solidified the smile on his face.

"Zao Wou-ki, come out!"

Chapter 81 Tang Hao: Thank you for coming!

Zao Wou-ki wakes up and bounces: "Who?"

Zao Wou-ki looked vigilant and walked to the window to observe. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the teachers and students fell asleep.

His face was instantly dignified. Before he came to Shrek, he had many enemies, and this sudden voice only awakened him, which shows that this is a strong man!

As a Level 76 Soul Sage, he is extremely sensitive, but he hasn't been able to perceive the other's breath until now, which let Zao Wuji know that the opponent's strength is not below him.

Whoosh!

Zao Wou-ki jumped out of the window and moved away from Shrek Academy at a very fast speed.

"This is a rush to get beaten!"

Tang Jiu couldn't help but let out a smirk looking at the figure of Zao Wuji going away.

Soon, Zao Wou-ki came to a nearby forest.

Zao Wou-ki was holding his stomach, so he wanted to find a lesson!

"Come out, I want to see who it is, so courageous!"

Seven spirit rings emerged from Zao Wou-ki's body, with an overwhelming aura, and said angrily: "You are very unlucky, just choose to provoke me when I am in a bad mood!"

boom!

A figure fell from the tree. He was covered in a black cloak, unable to describe his appearance, and slowly walked towards Zao Wou-ki.

"Who are you? I have many enemies, and I don't remember many of them. If you give out your name, I won't beat the unknown!"

Zao Wou-ki was full of momentum and roared wildly.

"You hit my son!" the man in the cloak said lightly.

"I have beaten too many people, who knows that it is your son!" Zao Wou-ki snorted coldly.