Douluo: I Have a Big Golden Bell

Even though Flanders strongly opposed Tong Jing's absorption of the cow's spirit ring, Tong Jing did not panic at all and calmly directed the three people who cooperated to absorb the spirit ring neatly.

Flanders was left feeling a little happy and a little desperate.

Finally, as expected, Tong Jing's top was too small. It was so obvious that Flanders was almost suffocated to death, and Xiao Wu was almost autistic.

Qian Dong looked at the frustrated Xiao Wu, touched her hair, and comforted her: "Don't take it too seriously. This is a racial talent. You rabbits can't compare to cows. Isn't this normal?"

Xiao Wu: "..."

Why are cats so big and rabbits so small?

On the way back, it was really much faster. Except for Tong Jing who couldn't control the balance of her body and needed Flanders' help from time to time, the five of them quickly returned to Shrek.

"I asked, why are you back so late? The Soul Master Competition starts the day after tomorrow!"

Zhao Wuji was walking around anxiously at the gate of Lanba Academy, almost running to the Star Forest to find someone.

As soon as it gets dark, registration for the Soul Master Competition ends, and by then Shrek's four or five years of hard work will be gone.Is Flanders not worried at all?

Worrying, but can he say it?

"Zhao Wuji, I'm not anxious, why are you anxious!" Flanders finally found someone easy to bully, and he fought hard.

"Am I the dean or are you the dean? Don't I know that registration ends tonight? I know, I could come back yesterday, but I will come back today, eh! I just want to play!"

After a hard confrontation, Flanders went to get the students' registration information and sign up in a relaxed mood, leaving a confused Zhao Wuji with his face collapsed in helplessness.

The three Qiandong people on the side wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They were feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Tong Jing stopped her smile and stepped forward, comforting: "Wuji, don't pay too much attention. He was a little angry in the forest and was in a bad mood."

Zhao Wuji:! ! !

Are you taking it out on me because you are angry?I am so easy to bully, Fudou Mingwang!

"Sister-in-law, I feel that you have changed." Zhao Wuji was so arrogant that he quickly forgot about it. He was used to being criticized anyway, and instead turned his doubtful eyes to Tong Jing.

"Oh?" Tong Jing puffed up her plump breasts and asked expectantly: "What has changed?"

Has the pineapple turned into a cantaloupe?

"Getting...fat!" Zhao Wuji said firmly. Judging from his 30 years of fighting experience, his sister-in-law should be more flexible in fighting now.

"..." A few veins popped up on Tong Jing's forehead. She squinted at this brainless Soul Saint and let out a sigh.

"Alas!" It's hopeless. Has this person lost his mind?

Zhao Wuji watched Tong Jing shake her head and leave, scratching her head with a look of confusion on her face again.

As for Qiandong and the other three, they were lying on the ground holding their stomachs, almost suffocating to death.

"You three, what are you doing!" Zhao Wuji looked at a few people and frowned. Is this a joke on him?

"Hey! Didn't do anything!!" The three of them ran away.

You are indeed laughing at him!How could he escape under the nose of a Soul Saint?Zhao Wuji stretched out his hand to fish it out, and Tang San and Xiao Wu were caught in his hands without any resistance, suppressed by their soul power and unable to move.

"Xiaodong, don't run away, His Royal Highness has something to do with you!"

Qian Dong, who had just teleported to the entrance of the college, paused, glanced at Zhao Wuji in surprise, then turned around and disappeared again.

Zhao Wuji looked at Qian Dong's retreating figure and couldn't help but admire his own IQ.The two children in his hands were easy to catch, but he really might not be able to catch this kid Qiandong, and he almost lost face again.

"You two little bastards, haven't you been beaten for a long time?"

"What bastard? Why didn't you say that the little bear was blind!" Xiao Wu struggled hard in Zhao Wuji's hands, but Tang San had already laid down sensibly.

"Yo!" Zhao Wuji lifted Xiao Wu up with interest and swayed.

"Xiao Wu, go and call the seven of you to the playground. Let me see how strong you are?" He heard that these seven little guys were doing some kind of seven-in-one fusion technique. It seemed to be quite powerful. He was going to check it out. .

"Hey!" Xiao Wu stepped on the ground, hid behind Tang San, and said arrogantly: "Blind Xiong, just wait to be beaten by my third brother!"

After saying that, before Zhao Wuji could react, he quickly pulled Tang San and ran away.

"Hmph, they are a bunch of brats, seven of them together don't even know if there is Xiao Dongqiang."

Zhao Wuji cursed and left.

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Qian Dong on the other side slipped into Xue Qinghe's palace again.

Xue Qinghe was still dressed in that noble and aloof manner, with a volume of books, a cup of fragrant tea, and a pile of copywriting next to him, showing his elegant demeanor.

It was as if he had forgotten the last underwear incident.

"Prince, why did you ask me to come here this time?" Qian Dong put the two big watermelons in his hands on the table, instantly turning his nobleness into something...down to earth.

No, he felt it would be awkward to come to the house without bringing something, but he couldn't remember what to bring, so he brought two watermelons.

However, Xue Qinghe did not blame him, but gently opened the two watermelons, picked up one piece and ate it very calmly.

"The qualifiers for the individual competition of the Soul Master Competition will be held the day after tomorrow. How do you feel?"

"Huh?" Qian Dong swallowed a mouthful of juicy watermelon and looked at the prince in surprise.

"I said, why are you asking me this question? Is there any need to ask? The championship must be mine!"

Xue Qinghe smiled. It is true that Qian Dong's strength is the best he has ever seen besides her, but this Soul Master Competition is not simple. The reward for this individual competition is the key to the secret realm.

"Coming from the far north, there is a place called Zhengjia Village. I heard that there is a genius who is not weak."

"There is a disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect who has awakened the Celestial Elephant Martial Spirit with earth attributes and has unparalleled defense."

"There is also a disciple who works under Ghost Douluo's sect. His martial spirit is so special that even I am extremely envious of him."

"Not to mention other unborn geniuses, can you win the championship in the individual competition of this Soul Master Competition?"

Xue Qinghe finished his words in a leisurely manner. He thought Qian Dong on the other side would be more cautious, but he didn't expect it!

Qian Dong's eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit and great excitement!

"Is this true, is it true!"

Qian Dong slapped Xue Qinghe in the face and asked with a twisted expression.

You don't even know how scared he is now, because there is still a Soul Emperor and a Soul Sage to beat.But if he waits until his account is banned, then no one will be his enemy!If such a day really comes, how terrifying and lonely it will be.

But Xue Qinghe's simple words inspired Qian Dong's inner desire to win that he had not seen for a long time.

Notting City Wu Qingfeng, Dark Gold Terrorclaw Gufeng, plus these upcoming opponents.

Qian Dong twisted his neck, raised the corners of his lips, and the shadow of a golden bell loomed around him - he who didn't care much at first couldn't wait any longer.