Douluo's martial soul Barrett

"Now I announce that the five of you have passed the test. From now on, you will be a member of Shrek Academy. If you are bullied outside, just tell me when you come back." Zhao Wuji said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao." Han Haotian took the lead in thanking Zhao Wuji.

He felt very kind to this Zao Wuji, and he felt like his former instructor in him.

"Boy, I have never seen you use your martial spirit from beginning to end. Take it out and let me see what your martial spirit is." Zhao Wuji was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask.

When Zhao Wuji said this, except for Zhu Zhuqing who knew what Han Haotian's martial spirit was, the handsome guy who had just arrived and Ning Rongrong all looked at him curiously.

They also want to know what the martial soul is that they are still unwilling to take out.

"Okay, since you want to see it, I'll let you take a look." After saying that, Han Haotian stretched out his hand and released his martial spirit.

The thick "Haotian" slowly appeared on the stage under everyone's gaze.

Buzzing, two crisp soul ring sounds attracted everyone's attention.

"Your boy's first soul ring lasts for a thousand years, and his second soul ring lasts for ten thousand years?" Zhao Wuji took a breath and said with eyes as wide as bells.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar were dumbfounded on the spot. They knew what a thousand-year soul ring was because it was only the third soul ring that normal people could possess.

"Every time I see Brother Tian's martial spirit, I feel scared and very safe at the same time. It's really strange." Xiao Wu said softly, looking at the martial spirit she had seen many times.

"Why is your martial spirit so strange? I have never seen it before." Looking at the martial spirit that was taller than himself, Zhao Wuji touched his chin and said.

"It even comes with the word "Haotian". Your martial spirit seems to be too suitable for you, right?" Zhao Wuji exclaimed again when he saw the word "Haotian".

Then he quickly closed his mouth, as if he thought of something.

"Which type of weapon soul does your martial spirit belong to?" Zhao Wuji paused and asked.

"Emmmm, it's within the range of the gun."

"Gun? Are you making us laugh? I have never seen a gun like yours, and I have never even heard of it." Zhao Wuji waved his hand.

"This is indeed a gun, but it is different from the gun you understand. This is a martial spirit that can kill enemies from a very long distance."

"Far distance? How far can it be?"

"Well, it's about five kilometers currently."

"Five kilometers? Can your gun be stretched that long?" Upon hearing this, everyone immediately fell forward and looked at "Haotian" in front of Han Haotian carefully, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't see the gun. It can stretch five kilometers.

"You will know in the future. This is difficult to explain. You just need to know that I am not lying to you." Han Haotian opened his mouth, but gave up the idea of ​​explaining.

The generation gap between the two sides is a bit big, and I couldn't explain it at all for a while.

"Okay, let Mubai and Xiao Ao take you to your dormitory, and I will go back and continue to sleep." Zhao Wuji nodded, then put his hands behind his back and continued to walk to his chair.

"Come with me." Dai Mubai glanced at Han Haotian and Zhu Zhuqing complicatedly, and then said to Tang San and others.

"Brother, my name is Oscar. You can just call me Xiao Ao from now on. Come on, I'll treat you to sausages." Oscar ran up to Han Haotian kindly and handed a sausage to him.

"Thank you, Xiao Ao." Han Haotian reached for a sausage and thanked him.

"Hey, Xiao Ao." Dai Mubai suddenly shouted.

"Xiao Ao, how did you make this sausage? It's delicious." Han Haotian took a bite of the sausage handed over by Oscar and praised it.

Seeing Han Haotian take a bite, Oscar was so happy that he quickly gave one sausage to everyone present.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat it yet. Let Xiao Ao show you how to make his sausage." When everyone was about to eat, Dai Mubai suddenly said.

"Boss Dai, isn't it?" Oscar said bitterly.

"If you don't want to wait until you get beaten up afterwards, you can say nothing." Dai Mubai crossed his hands and looked at Oscar.

Seeing that Han Haotian had almost finished the sausage, Oscar couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes and said, "Brother Tian, ​​I'm sorry for you. I just ask you to be gentler with your hands later."

"What do you mean?" Han Haotian asked after eating the last bite of sausage.

Oscar didn't speak any more, he stretched out his right hand and said softly, "I have a big sausage."

As the voice fell, a sausage exactly like the one Han Haotian had eaten appeared in the palm of his right hand.

"I..." Han Haotian froze on the spot, his eyes slowly becoming angry.

"Brother, this is because of my martial spirit. I didn't want to, and I had no choice. I really didn't mean any harm." Seeing Han Haotian walking toward him with an angry face, Oscar chose to squat down and hold his head. He said helplessly.

The other people holding sausages looked at the sausages in their hands with disgust, wanting to throw it away, and Ning Rongrong threw it directly on the ground.

Han Haotian stepped forward and grabbed Oscar's shoulders, lifted him up and said, "What are you afraid of? Get up. Your sausages are quite delicious. Give me two more sausages. One is too little."

Oscar looked up at Han Haotian in disbelief, "Really? Aren't you going to hit me?"

"Why should I hit you? Do you have any special hobbies?" Han Haotian rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"By the way, his sausage is really delicious. If you can't accept it, just give it back to him." After turning to Tang San and others, Han Haotian took the two freshly baked sausages from Oscar's hand. I ate the sausage with great satisfaction.

Tang San, Xiao Wu and others watched Han Haotian eat two sticks in a row again, and they suppressed their inner discomfort and took a bite. After taking the first bite, they found that it was indeed quite delicious, and slowly overcame their inner discomfort. It's finished eating.

"Bring it here and let me help you eat it." Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's troubled expression, Han Haotian stepped forward and said softly.

"Don't you hate it?"

Han Haotian spread his hands and said, "There is nothing objectionable about this. Although the way it is done makes people think wrongly, it is not really dirty, so there is nothing unacceptable."

"If you are really in a desperate situation, do you still want to give up hope of living because of the clumsy production method? At that time, living is the most important thing."

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened his mouth and then ate the sausage in his hand.

"Brother Tian, ​​from now on, you are my brother, whatever you say. If I were a woman, I would definitely not marry you except Brother Tian." After listening to Han Haotian's words, Oscar was so moved that he even spoke indiscriminately. .

Han Haotian was the first one who didn't dislike him when he saw the process of making sausages.

"Why don't you marry me? You can get out of here." Han Haotian said nothing and kicked Oscar on the butt.

"hey-hey."