Douluo's blast also has a way back

"It just so happens that Mr. Dugu next to me can come and serve as a real examiner for you, to test your strength and talents to see if you are worthy of the generous conditions offered by the Tiandou Royal Academy!"

"As long as you can survive five minutes under Mr. Dugu! On behalf of the royal family, I am willing to accept those conditions. Otherwise, get out of Tiandou Royal Academy!"

As soon as these words came out, the room became eerily quiet.

Flanders and others were shocked and angry.

Especially the Shrek Seven Devils and others, who are young and angry than these teachers.

They have never been insulted like this.

"Don't move, this is Poison Douluo, do you want to die?" Mo Zhu stood in front of everyone and whispered.

"Title Douluo!"

Everyone gasped.

Except for Ning Rongrong, almost everyone else has never seen a real titled Douluo, they have only heard about it.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu was so frightened that she shrank behind Tang San, not daring to raise her head.

"Prince Xue Xing, don't go too far!"

Meng Shenji couldn't help but said angrily, "You keep saying that you represent the royal family, but do you have any instructions from His Majesty?"

"Chief Meng Shenji, although I don't have His Majesty's oral instructions, I have the power to make personnel decisions in the academy!"

Prince Xuexing said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense. Besides, among his students, some of them hit Xue Beng. Even if Xue Beng was at fault, he is still a member of the royal family. How can he be allowed to be insulted like this? I have already given them face!"

Meng Shenji was speechless for a moment. For the royal family, the most important thing is power, followed by face.

"Mr. Dugu, please."

Dugu Bo nodded and walked to the center of the room, with nine soul rings slowly rising from his body.

Double yellow, double purple, five black!

Extremely dazzling!

The faces of the three education committee members changed drastically. They were serious about it.

Title Douluo is far more powerful than Soul Douluo. Although there is only one soul ring difference, there is a huge difference in strength.

"Your Excellency has a strong smell of fish. It seems that he is the famous Poison Douluo Mian." The master's face was extremely heavy, but his eyes were extremely calm.

Flanders and others on the side looked extremely ugly, as did the Shrek Seven Devils.

Dugu Bo seemed quite surprised that the master recognized him, he laughed a few times and said:

"Oh, there are actually people who know me, some of you, please show your true strength."

strength?

Get a chicken!

Even if a few more soul masters like Flanders come, it won't work, and they will just kill people if they come.

"Let's get lost." The master was angry and said through gritted teeth.

"Get out? Just get out like this?"

Flanders also had red eyes and clenched his fists, "Then do we still need the reputation of our college? Do we want these children to get out in such humiliation?"

"Why not?"

The master said coldly, "Do you want to do it? Can we fight together? If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Isn't this principle profound enough when we were young?"

Flanders stopped talking.

At this moment, the three education committee members stood up, and Meng Shenji said, "Let the three of us learn the legendary Poison Douluo's clever tricks."

In an instant, the soul power of the three people exploded at this moment, and their soul rings flickered and floated on their bodies.

The four people fell into a confrontation, and the whole room fell silent again.

Prince Xuexing was also stunned. He didn't expect that these three education committee members would actually stand up for the people from Shrek Academy?

For a moment, he began to regret it, but it was even more impossible for him to back down and give in at this time.

This is not about the glory of Tiandou Royal Academy, but the future of Xue Beng.

Seeing this, Shrek and the others fell silent, but Flanders was about to speak.

Mo Zhu stood up and said: "Thank you three seniors, but this is our own business. The three of you have interceded on our behalf. If you are hurt because of us, we will feel very sorry."

Mo Zhu's voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the audience.

Mo Zhu turned to look at Xue Xing and said calmly: "Although we will not join the Tiandou Palace Academy, you are told to get out? Are you worthy?!"

"you………"

Xuexing's eyes were red, and with a little force, he crushed the armrest of the seat.

"When we came, we came with our heads held high, and when we leave, we have to leave with our heads held high! We will never be forced out by you!"

The sound was sonorous and powerful, falling in everyone's ears.

Xue Beng said with a sarcastic smile: "Just roll away, and you still want to hold your head high? Who are you?"

Mo Zhu snorted disdainfully and said, "Weak chickens don't deserve to speak!"

"Don't be arrogant. Mr. Dugu is here, do you still want to attack me?" Xue Beng was furious and lost his sense of proportion for an instant.

When Dugu Bo heard this, he felt unhappy. He was invited by Xuexing, not by a junior like you!

"Senior Dugu, as a senior, you should not refuse the proposal of a junior like me."

Mo Zhu's golden eyes fell on Dugu Bo. Dugu Bo actually felt a little palpitated at this moment, and his eyes would move away inadvertently.

It shames him.

He was actually afraid of looking into the eyes of a small soul sect. Although his reputation in the soul master world was not very good, if word spread, wouldn't he become a joke to all titled Douluo.

"Boy, what do you propose?"

Mo Zhu stretched out three fingers and said: "Three moves, no matter how much strength the senior uses, as long as I can survive the three moves, can we go out with our chests held high and our heads raised?"

Immediately, the air fell into an incomparable silence, and then Dugu Bo's laughter came.

"Hehehehahahaha!!"

Everyone's eyes fell on this young man.

Shock, horror, ridicule and many other expressions appeared on everyone's faces!

There were even more incredible looks on the faces of everyone in Shrek.

The Shrek Seven Devils and others looked at the figure standing in front of them like a big brother, and were a little stunned for a moment.

Immediately, hot blood rushed to his head and surged throughout his body.

Even Flanders and others, the blood that had been dormant for many years seemed to be burning again.

"Boy, do you know what you are talking about!" Dugu Bo stared at Mo Zhu with a pair of green eyes, and a cautious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I know. Although Shrek is weak, he also has his own backbone, a backbone that must not be bent!"

These words seemed to instantly ignite their blood, and everyone's face turned red, as if their blood was boiling.

"Besides, senior, I play with swords..."

As he spoke, ink-colored bamboos rose up from the soles of Mo Zhu's feet, with ink-colored water floating on them. Then, Mo Zhu pulled out a sharp long sword from the bamboo.

Yellow, yellow, purple and black, four soul rings rose up.

"A swordsman should rather break... than bend!"

boom--

In an instant, the will of the ancestral dragon and the overlord-colored domineering energy spurted out, enveloping the dark red thunder, striking around like a hurricane.

In the small room, a large amount of dust was instantly shaken off, and soon shocking cracks opened on the wall, like an earthquake.

Dugu Bo's face was full of horror. He was able to cause such a movement with his momentum. This son's future is bound to be limitless.

There is also that sharp kendo aura, which is quite similar to Sword Douluo's former aura.

As if he could see Poison Douluo's concerns, Mo Zhu laughed loudly and said:

"Senior, don't worry about anything else. After the three moves, no one of us will bear any grudge against the other. This matter will be revealed, okay?"

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed to himself. The older you get, the more afraid you are of death. You can't even see it as easily as a junior.

"Boy, you are very good. Two moves, just two moves. As long as you survive two moves, you can walk out with your head held high! The third move will be for you."

Mo Zhu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Senior, please!"