The Unusual Number of Douluo

"Yes, my physical fitness has improved again, um...greatly."

"What about the approximate range?"

"Senior Li Qing said it was probably the strength of the 91st-level Title Douluo after the beast spirit possessed."

"Kang Dang!"

The pen in the master's hand fell to the ground, and his eyes on Zhao Xuan were shocked.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Zhao Xuan was a little uncomfortable being stared at by the master, and moved uncomfortably. After a long time, the master let out a deep breath.

"Are you sure... Title Douluo?" The master's voice trembled a little.

Zhao Xuan scratched his head: "I don't know how powerful Title Douluo is. Anyway, Senior Li Qing said that."

The master slowed down for a while before coming back. Since Jade Lord Douluo said it, then it should be true.

But... Title Douluo?The master especially couldn't believe it. This is the pinnacle that countless soul masters have longed for and couldn't reach. But just a twelve-year-old boy can reach it so easily?

He waved his hand: "Then you go and rest first."

"Good." Zhao Xuan exited the room.

After Zhao Xuan left, the master was sluggish for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, then turned to face the desk.

He opened the notebook, crossed out the part of Zhao Xuan's training plan, then lifted the pen again, and meditated on the blank notebook.

His mind was also blank...

Chapter 58 Special Training Starts

The next day, Shrek Academy canteen.

The breakfast in the cafeteria today is much richer than before. With the master's vigorous and vigorous style of doing things, since the things that have been made up, they must be implemented immediately.

And Li Qing came in the morning too. Recently, he played a guest role as a teacher in the village where Shrek Academy is located. He usually teaches the children in the village to read, and the day has been fun.

It's just that sometimes I get angry with the urchins in the village, and that's probably the only one in Title Douluo.

In the canteen, on the plate in front of Ma Hongjun are several big steamed buns, eggs and a large bowl of porridge.

"After the master came, it was like going from hell to heaven, Xiao Ao, let's two more sausages." Ma Hongjun drank the porridge and bit the steamed bun with a satisfied expression on his face.

Oscar quietly looked at Flander, whose face turned black in the corner, shrank his neck, and then whispered a curse and handed Ma Hongjun two big sausages.

Flander in the corner raised his brows and glanced at the unconscious Ma Hongjun with a bad look. What does this kid mean?Is it hell when I used to manage?

Seeing Flander's dangerous eyes, Oscar hurriedly lowered his head and drank the meat porridge in front of him, praying silently for Ma Hongjun in his heart.

Ma Hongjun, Ma Hongjun, it's not that my brother didn't help you, and he dared to die like this in front of the dean of the small belly chicken sausage. Even if my brother is a god, he can't help you.

Zhao Xuan drank warm meat porridge and ate steamed buns, and asked Tang San boredly, "Little San, what do you think the master's special training is?"

Tang San said without looking up, "How do I know."

After taking a sip of meat porridge, Tang San moved his nose and sniffed lightly, and murmured, "There are five kinds of medicinal materials in total."

Zhao Xuan gave Tang San a roll of eyes, and then continued to bow his head to deal with the meat porridge in front of him honestly.

"Xiao San, Xiao Xuan!" At this moment, Xiao Wu's cheerful voice came from the door.

Turning his head to look at a few young girls who slapped Tingting, slowly pacing them together.

When I saw the master in the cafeteria, Sister Xiao Wu's joyful steps were stagnant, and then respectfully greeted the master: "Master, good morning."

The master nodded, and there was still no expression on the stiff face. This was not deliberate, it was just the master's character.

The breakfast was customized by the master according to everyone's needs, and everyone's portion was different. After Xiao Wu took it, he quickly sat down opposite Tang San.

Hermione also knew the master. After all, the master and her grandfather were good friends. After asking the master respectfully, Hermione sat opposite Zhao Xuan without hesitation.

After a hearty breakfast, the master wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and then slowly said, "Assemble in the playground after eating."

The few people who hadn't finished eating hurriedly ran to the playground. Today is the first time the master has a class. No one wants to leave a bad impression on the master.

Although the master's strength is not high, it is still quite scary to face up, not to mention that there is Dean Flander on the side of the town.

Playground.

Nine people lined up according to their age, and the master stood in front of the crowd.

His eyes were a little indifferent. After a glance at the people, the master said: "I have understood your respective martial arts and strengths. Starting today, I will carry out special training for you. I hope you can all implement my decision. You can also respond to comments."

As soon as the conversation turned, the master's voice became cold.

"But! If there are unreasonable people, then I will only give you two ways! One is to withdraw from Shrek Academy, and the second is to find your Dean Flander for a fight, who will win Fran You can arrange your time by yourself."

"Any opinion?"

"No!" the nine people shouted, even Oscar and Ma Hongjun straightened their bodies and answered meticulously.

And the jealous Dai Mubai had no complaints. Perhaps his private life was not correct, but he was definitely a good student.

The master nodded lightly, then his gaze stayed on Zhao Xuan, his eyes flashed with helplessness.

"Zhao Xuan is out!"

"Yes!" Zhao Xuan stood up and looked at the master in confusion.

"This training doesn't do you much. You can ask some teachers in the college for advice."

"What to ask?"

"fighting!"

...

Ever since, Zhao Xuan went to the place where a few teachers lived. Shrek Academy had fewer students, and a few teachers used to be very leisurely. After the master came, there was nothing to do.

Li Yusong was lying on a rocking chair, swaying leisurely, and there was a short coffee table next to it with a steaming small teapot on it.

As soon as Zhao Xuan arrived, he saw Li Yusong squinting and relaxing in the sun.

"Mr. Li." Zhao Xuan shouted.

Li Yusong opened a gap in his eyes, glanced at Zhao Xuan, and then smiled: "Why did you come here if you didn't participate in the master's special training?"

Zhao Xuan smiled happily: "I will find you to learn from each other."