Douluo: My Divine Light Stick Martial Soul

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Tang San come back expressionlessly, Xiao Wu stepped forward to greet him worriedly.

Trying his best to smile, Tang San replied feebly: "We Shrek are probably going to suffer a big disaster."

"What's the matter?"

After hearing what Tang San said, Dai Mubai, who was hiding aside and originally planned not to eat dog food, came over.

He was very curious, Shrek was fine, how could a disaster happen?

Did our Shrek offend anyone?

It seems like there isn’t?

So where did this disaster come from?

Something to do with today's strange opponent?

Dai Mubai was puzzled. He wanted to know what Tang San was thinking.

"It's like this. You must have seen the man I fought with. He is extremely powerful. He doesn't look like an ordinary great soul master at all."

"Although Hitler's appearance is very different from Chen Guang's appearance, there are also many similarities."

"At this point, you may not think it matters. What is important is what Hitler said to me before leaving."

"I will take Chen Guang away. I hope you, Shrek, will be safe and sound in this conspiracy."

"Plot?" Dai Mubai was surprised. He didn't expect that Shrek Academy was also plotted.

"Why did that person want to arrest Chen Guang?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"I do not know."

Tang San felt that Shrek Academy was too passive now, they didn't know any information, they were just like a blind man.

"Well, what should we do next?"

Ma Hongjun thought of Chen Guanglin's anxious look before leaving, and suddenly felt uncertain.

He said that he was very panicked now.

"By the way, where's the teacher?"

Ma Hongjun suddenly discovered that his teacher had not returned yet.

Shouldn't it be?

Teachers haven’t spent so much time fishing before, right?

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

Scary to think about!

"This is actually what I'm most worried about. The dean is gone and he hasn't come back yet."

"Indeed, the dean has never come back so late before."

Dai Mubai also reacted. He had been thinking about other things just now, so he forgot about the dean.

"Hey, what should we do?" Xiao Wu looked a little depressed. What kind of day is it today?

If you do this or that, forget it if you kill me!

"Wait, at least it will be safer in the Soul Fighting Arena. After all, the place outside is big, and unlike the Soul Fighting Arena, there are strong people stationed at all times, so we will wait here until the dean comes back."

Tang San thought about it again and again, and finally came up with a countermeasure.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun was possessed by [-] Whys and asked: "Third brother, what if the teacher can't come back? We can't always wait here, right?"

This actually stopped Tang San.

He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Well, we can just play it by ear when the time comes."

……

……

On a mountain path.

One woman, two men, and Sanao were talking about something.

"Hitra, go and clean your hands for me first. I don't want to smell that guy's blood!"

Camila looked at Hitler's bloody hand with a look of disgust.

"Oh, okay." Hitler waved his hand, "To be honest, I also hate the smell. It's so unpleasant! It smells like conch."

"Yeah, yeah, I totally agree with that."

Dharam also deeply agreed with Hitler's words.

What a disgusting smell!

But... I can use some excuses!

"Hitra, wait!"

Camilla walked up to the corpse, her hands formed into claws, and a suction force came from her palms.

Something happened that shocked the natives of Douluo Continent...