Douluo Saiyan Legend

Did you see Wukong retreating? Tang San asked in astonishment, "Sun Wukong has you, why don't you go to finish the attack?"

"Now is the perfect time. Attack him immediately and you will win!" Tang San frowned anxiously, as if saying a word to Wukong was a lot of courage.

Wukong stretched and looked at Tang San, who said in a relaxed tone: "Are you teaching me how to do something?"

Wukong discovered that Tang San had really been distracted these past two days. He actually dared to order him. Did he really think that he was in control of the whole place?

It seems that my plan must be implemented.

"It wasn't until I was halfway through that I remembered that our Shrek staff still need to practice..."

"Here comes a soul king who doesn't even have a ten-thousand-year soul ring. You can be used as a training target."

"I won't leave this bastard to you to deal with."

After saying that, Wukong turned around and sat on his seat, grabbing a bottle of juice and preparing to enjoy the next performance.

The rest of the people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Ning Rongrong was about to say something but was stopped by Zhu Zhuqing.

Thinking of what he had just said, he looked at Tang San again. Ning Rongrong immediately understood the situation and immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Dai Mubai was a little angry when he saw this.

With the character of Sun Wukong, he would never leave this old bastard to us without beating him. It is obviously difficult for others.

At this moment, Wukong wanted to say, "Your guess is really accurate! It deserves praise!"

Dai Mubai shook his head to clear his chaotic thoughts and said with high fighting spirit: "Brothers, since Sun Wukong gave us this opportunity, we must make good use of it!"

"That's right! We usually face soul saints like Teacher Zhao and Dean. Do you have this? What is the soul king with a ten-thousand-year soul ring?" Ma Hongjun put his hands on his chest and snorted disdainfully.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw that several people looked down on him at all, he immediately became extremely angry.

But seeing that Wukong had lost all interest in him, and only a few of them who seemed to have fighting spirit were left, some of them, who were in their twenties and thirties, began to sound arrogant again, and he said in a arrogant tone: "Oh, then I'll kill you guys first." Once you’ve settled the matter, you can go find that guy to settle the score!”

"Deal with us? You don't even know who you are." Dai Mubai said disdainfully.

I am used to seeing high-level Soul Saints, but now I have no feelings for Soul King Shrek and his party.

"I'm your father!" Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth, exerted force on his legs, and immediately rushed towards Dai Mubai.

Seeing the current situation, Wukong immediately pushed up a breath concealment curtain and pushed Ye Zhiqiu out.

Dai Mubai was stunned. How could Wukong help him?

"Don't misunderstand me. It's easy to damage it if you type it here. I don't want to eat in that environment when I'm eating in this store..."

"If you want to fight, get out and fight." Wukong held his chin in his hand and waved to Shrek's people to let them out.

"You!" Dai Mubai frowned and gritted his teeth. Wukong was really too abominable. If he hadn't been unable to defeat him, he would have taken action long ago.

"Okay, Boss Dai, he has this kind of temper. Let's ignore him. During the battle, it will be the same as during training. You must listen to my command..." Tang San patted Dai Mubai and started to lead him. Several people ran outside the house.

"Huh~" Dai Mubai let out a breath and followed Tang San's footsteps and went out.

Zhu Zhuqing turned his head and glanced at Wukong, wondering if he had any plans next?

But Wukong shook his head: "Don't worry, you guys will listen to Tang San's arrangements in a while. It's quite useful to deal with a Soul King with his command."

Then Zhu Zhuqing also walked out with the crowd.

"Bah!" Ye Zhiqiu got up from the ground in a very embarrassed manner, spitting out a mouthful of mud.

Wukong pushed him so hard that he was knocked upside down. To this day, the old bastard still doesn't know how he got out.

"Good fellow, is there any bastard who could trip me up?" Ye Zhiqiu pointed his finger at Shrek and his group who had just left the house with a fierce look.

Ma Hongjun raised his head proudly and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with this old bastard!"

"Do you think you can't beat us, so you just directed and acted on your own and jumped out? If you surrender now, it's still too late to apologize."

Ma Hongjun looks very arrogant. It seems that he does these actions frequently. It is true that Flanders and Zao Wou-ki have developed such a character.

"Little fat man! Don't be so proud that for a moment I will single you out to beat you!" Ye Zhiqiu waved his fist fiercely, and the soul power pressure on his body increased rapidly.

When he showed his martial spirit before, Ye Zhiqiu had already seen that there was no one in Shrek. There were those above level 40 who grinned and said extremely angrily: "The highest level among you is the soul master of level 30, and I am But the level 53 Soul King has the sense to kneel down and apologize to me!"

The old bastard remembered the contempt Tang San and others had for Ye Zhiqiu just now. Moreover, Ma Hongjun just came up to add another sentence to the old bastard.

Originally, I only wanted to talk to Wukong, but I didn't expect that even these little guys would come to provoke me.

If I don't kneel down and kowtow to apologize, this matter will never end.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun heard the whole room burst into laughter and hummed: "We are only at level 53, but we have already truly complied with Sun Wukong's words."

The two looked at each other with malicious eyes.

"A thousand-year-old tortoise has a ten-thousand-year-old turtle."

"You don't even have a ten-thousand-year soul ring, so you are a bastard who can only count as a thousand-year soul ring!"

"Yes, yes, and paired with this green color, it really looks more like a big tortoise!" Xiao Wu clapped her hands and smiled happily.

Even Tang San had a vaguely suppressed smile on his face.

Ye Zhiqiu clenched his fists tightly, making the sound of bone grinding. His eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If I don't break all your hands and feet today! My surname is not Ye!"

"Let me teach you a lesson for your teacher!"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was possessed by a martial spirit, was extremely confident in his defense and was ready to go up and beat up a few people.

Seeing this, Tang San quickly shouted to everyone: "Boss Dai and Fatty are controlling us remotely!"

"I am responsible for controlling him in the middle. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing will attack at the right time. Oscar must be ready to recover the sausage in time..."

Before Ye Zhiqiu rushed over, Tang San chirped a lot but didn't mention what Ning Rongrong should do at all.

This made Ning Rongrong very discouraged and unhappy. Why should she leave herself behind?

"Hey! Tang San, since you regard yourself as the one who arranged everything, why didn't you arrange it for me?" The rising and falling of Ning Rongrong's chest looked like she was very angry.

While running to fight, Tang San glanced at Ning Rongrong and said, "Then just adapt to the situation and add support to whoever is weak. Now your support is completely useless."

"Forget it, I'd better just stop participating in the war..." After saying that, Tang San went to deal with Ye Zhiqiu without even turning his head.

Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes seemed to have shed some tears. It was obvious that she had been practicing particularly well with Wukong in the past two days, and it was just to show the results of her hard work.

I didn't expect that when I came to someone else's place, I would be told that I was so worthless.

When Wukong in the room heard these words, his hand suddenly exerted force, and the rim of the juice cup broke some and fell into the orange juice.