Douluo: My Divine Light Stick Martial Soul

"Ahem," Zhao Wuji sat directly on the spot, "Oscar! Give me a sausage!"

"I'm coming!"

As soon as Oscar heard someone asking for his sausage, his speed became extremely fast. He had arrived within seconds of Zao Wuji's call.

"I have a big sausage!"

"I have a little sausage!"

After releasing his martial soul and chanting the soul curse, two sausages, one large and one small, appeared out of thin air in Oscar's hand.

"Teacher Zhao, here," Oscar handed it to Zhao Wuji, "a big freshly baked sausage!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji dodged roughly and stuffed the sausage into his mouth, making a squeaking sound.

"Oh, by the way," Zhao Wuji waved to Dai Mubai, "Mubai, you take them and arrange dormitories for them. You should be able to do this, right?"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji stumbled towards his dormitory.

"Okay, Teacher Zhao, I'll go and help them settle into dormitories."

Dai Mubai nodded and he quickly agreed.

Without thinking too much, he knew that Zhao Wuji was not in a good mood at this time. It would be better for him to talk less to Zhao Wuji, so as not to be beaten again or receive special training from him.

"Boss Dai, what happened here?"

"Why is Teacher Zhao's body covered with dust and his face is so gloomy?"

"There are a lot of holes in the ground, and one tree was broken. How fierce is this battle?"

"Boss Dai, Boss Dai?"

Oscar hugged Dai Mubai's neck. He asked questions and chattered endlessly, which made Dai Mubai a little upset.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that Teacher Zhao had a fight with the new junior students. But you should know that Teacher Zhao didn't use all his strength."

"Of course, of course. If I don't even know this, how stupid would I be?"

If a soul saint uses his full strength, these new students will simply not be able to watch him.

How many soul skills can they sustain together if they work together?

I’m afraid you won’t even need soul skills by then, right?

Dai Mubai and Oscar put their arms around each other and hid secretly aside, not knowing what they were talking about.

Others were not too curious, they were all discussing the battle just now with the people around them.

"Chen Guang, tell the truth, how strong are you?"

Ning Rongrong believed that Chen Guang must have some hidden strength.

The main thing is that she doesn't know how to express herself in some words. If she were a time traveler from Earth, she would definitely say: "You are such a bitch!"

"Me?" Chen Guang spread his hands, "You don't know what hidden strength I have, but I haven't had the chance to use it before."

"Besides, how many battles have we had along the way?"

"I want to show it off, but you have to give me a chance!"

"As you all know, I, Chen Guang, am a very kind person. I am kind to others and never bellicose."

Chen Guang defended himself. He kept talking, but what he didn't know was that the more he talked, the more Ning Rongrong thought he was guilty.

"Tch! Do you think I believe it or not?"

"Would you like me to guess whether you believe it or not?"

"Can you guess, can I guess, can you guess?"

"Do you guess, can I guess, can you guess, can I guess?"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Before the two of them played word games, Ning Rongrong always couldn't take it anymore, so she had no choice but to surrender.

She said that she really couldn't get around this detour.