The Legend of Silver Dragon in Douluo Continent

"Xiao Wu, come back." Tang San called Xiao Wu back.

Although the two guys who were thrown away by Xiao Wu were not injured, they could not save their face. They must have been furious when being thrown by a girl much younger than themselves. They did not hesitate to release their martial arts spirits, hoping to scare them. .

There were colorful martial spirits all at once. The spirit rings and martial spirits of these five people were similar. They were all fighting spirit masters, three beast spirits and two weapon spirits.

"Pfft, hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. I thought it was some kind of top-notch martial arts spirit. It was just horses, deer, sheep, and some agricultural tools." The fat man hugged his belly and laughed out of breath.

"Fat man, how can you say that?" He opened his martial spirit without hesitation.

Seeing this, the fat man and the mistress also opened martial arts spirits one after another. White Tiger, Phoenix, and Blue Silver Grass were all equipped with full spirit rings. Among them was a fighting spirit master with a thousand-year spirit ring.

This made the leading teacher's face change again and again. He had a thousand-year soul ring, and both of them were top-notch martial souls. The martial soul was from Lan Yin Cao and his soul power was not low. They were both geniuses in the academy. , three people appeared at once, and the five people behind them had not yet released their martial spirits.

"Which college are you from?" He looked at those people with fear.

"Shrek." The fat man said proudly.

"Shrek?" Cang Hui's people looked at each other.

This made Ye Zhiqiu breathe a sigh of relief. It was good that he was not from a sect, but it made Cang Hui lose face. As Cang Hui's director, he also had to earn back some face.

"Martial spirit, black turtle" Five spirit rings rose up from the body of the man named Ye Zhiqiu, white, yellow, yellow and purple. He was a master of the spirit king above level 50.

"Huh, why don't you ask your teacher to come out yet."

This sentence made Fatty angry, "You old bastard, you also want to see our teacher."

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, let me take your teacher to teach you." What the fat man said just now has angered him. He hates people calling him a bastard.

Tianya saw something was wrong with the form, nodded to Zhuqing and the others, and activated the martial spirit.

Three soul rings rose up on his body, yellow, yellow, and purple. He was also a fighting soul master, and the martial soul behind him was shocking, and a dragon roar resounded throughout the hotel.

A blue dragon phantom appeared behind Tianya.

This is a dragon-type martial spirit. This girl actually has the best beast martial spirit, and it is fully matched. Several people around the girl are also fully equipped, but their spirits are just not as good as the dragon-type martial spirit.

"We have to deal with him. We can't beat him head-on, and his martial soul is a martial soul with extremely high defense. Fatty's Phoenix Fire Line just restrains his water attribute. Xiao Ao, you are assisting Fatty from the outside. Zhuqing Xiaowu, you guys Take turns with Fatty, Tianya, Boss Dai, you are the highest level here, both of the power attack system, please face the attack directly and attract attention." Tang San ordered from the side.

"What about me?" Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San.

"Just improvise.''

Tianya looked at the second soul skill of the director of Canghui Academy, which strengthened the tortoise shell through attributes, and she had it.

The third soul ring on "Thunder's Wrath" rose.

Water can conduct electricity, so she had to catch this punch.

Tianya's punch directly shattered his turtle shell, which no one expected; Tianya is the blue electric tyrannosaur known as the strongest beast martial spirit, and Tianya's blue electric tyrannosaur is a thousand-year-old monster. It's nothing to break a "turtle shell" if you produce a king dragon martial spirit!

"Go back to bed." A tall figure appeared on the stairs.

The Shrek members who heard Zhao Wuji's words all returned to the hotel obediently.

"You are Shrek's teacher." Ye Zhiqiu stared at Zhao Wuji and said.

"If you have something to say, tell me quickly. I'm about to go back to bed if you don't notice." That tone of voice meant that he was worthy of being beaten, and he was worthy of being a pro-student, and the fat man imitated it 100%.

''You, oh, you are Shrek's teacher, you beat my students and insult our Cang Hui. As their teacher, you should give us a reasonable explanation. ’’

"Explanation, what kind of explanation? Your trash academy has the nerve to come out and embarrass you." Who is Zhao Wuji? He is a well-known little overlord in the soul master world, the master of Hu Tianhundi.

And when Ye Zhiqiu was about to take action, Zhao Wuji slapped him back without using his soul power at all. He just used force and muttered, "Don't tell me, it's really cool to slap people without using soul power."

He turned to Shrek's people and said, "You can't beat an old bastard, wait until I know how to deal with you in the academy."

And Ye Zhiqiu looked at Zhao Wuji in fear. He could beat him without using his martial spirit. The opponent's strength was at least ten levels higher than him.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and they all understood that Teacher Zhao was scolding them on the surface, but in fact he was protecting their shortcomings.

"I'm sorry, I didn't help everyone just now." Ning Rongrong lowered his head in shame. He was already ostracized by everyone, but he didn't help. "I was originally prepared to release my martial spirit at the critical moment."

"There is no problem if you do this, but when Tianya and Mubai release their soul skills, the effect will not be increased by 30%." Zhao Wuji said from the side.

He patted Rongrong on the shoulder, smiled at her and said, "Rongrong, don't forget that we are a team. As a team, we all have to advance and retreat together."

"Yes, Tianya is right. We are a team." Xiao Wu nodded beside him.

"We are a team."

The voices of eight people made Zhao Wuji nodded. He was right, a team should look like a team.