Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

The peaceful life was disrupted after all. When the Star Luo Empire's army pressed forward, Dai Mubai's eyes shone, while Zhu Zhuqing's expression was complicated.

Because the leader of the Star Luo Empire who led the team to Shrek Academy was the leader of the Nether Clan and the top general of the Star Luo Empire, Marshal Zhu.

Zhu Zhuqing, Marshal Zhu, are you very familiar? Yes, the person coming is none other than Zhu Zhuqing's biological father and Dai Mubai's future father-in-law.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Dai Mubai looked like he was crazy and walked straight from the Shrek Academy camp to the Star Luo Empire. Wang Er did not stop him and allowed him to come and go as he pleased.

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a while, but finally didn't move and just stood behind Wang Er.

Only Ma Hongjun was surprised. He actually followed Dai Mubai and stood on the side of the Xingluo Empire, which had nothing to do with it.

"Qing'er, come here."

Marshal Zhu's face was cold and stern, and his words were orders. Zhu Zhuqing trembled all over and took a step unconsciously, but in the end it was just this step.

He grabbed Wang Er's clothes, lowered his head and said nothing, nor looked at his biological father.

"Come here!" Marshal Zhu emphasized his tone and became more severe.

But Zhu Zhuqing, who grabbed the corner of Wang Er's clothes, remained unmoved. He still lowered his head and did not speak or move.

"You are the new dean of Shrek Academy, right? The late wife Douluo who was once famous in Douluo Continent?"

Marshal Zhu didn't call his own daughter twice in a row. He was somewhat embarrassed about his face, so he had to change the subject.

Wang Er was a little helpless. The name Dead Wife Douluo was really unavoidable, and these people only remembered Dead Wife Douluo and couldn't remember his name at all. This was outrageous.

"That's right, I am. What are you doing?"

Marshal Zhu cupped his fists and saluted, then spoke slowly.

"We, the Star Luo Empire, have no intention of becoming enemies with you, but you must give an explanation for killing our royal guard of the Star Luo Empire."

The voice was not loud, but very deep. Perhaps Marshal Zhu felt that the lower the voice, the more powerful he would be.

Wang Er glanced at it, put his hands in his pockets, and looked like he was not stingy.

"Yes, I can kill people, but I just want to educate the students. They are the ones who insist on trying to stop them. Since they have the consciousness to die in the line of duty, I have to help them."

Without saying a word, he admitted frankly, which was somewhat beyond Marshal Zhu's expectation. He thought that this man would have to defend himself no matter what, so that he could get off the ground.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant, do you think you don't take our Star Luo Empire seriously?"

Although Wang Er is very arrogant, Marshal Zhu still doesn't want to take action unless he has to. After all, this person was once the former pope of Wuhun Palace.

"I've never been to the Star Luo Empire, so naturally I don't take it seriously. After all, I've never seen it, so how can I take it seriously?"

Wang Er was still tough and his tone did not soften at all, let alone give face to the Xingluo Empire.

Marshal Zhu led a total of nearly a hundred people, all of whom were dressed in black. Judging by their aura, they were all masters. When they heard Wang Er's words, they all became furious. Some of them were already possessed by martial spirits. They just waited for Marshal Zhu to give the order. They all swarmed up and fought Wang Er to the death.

"It seems that you and our Star Luo Empire are no longer on good terms, so don't blame our Star Luo Empire for not giving you face."

Marshal Zhu was still trying his best to use words to coerce Wang Er to give him a step down. The people he brought today were all his dead soldiers. If there was a fight, he didn't know how many would be left, and he would be the loser.

"Why are you talking nonsense to him? He is naturally arrogant and unruly. He is the enemy of our Star Luo Empire. Kill him!"

Marshal Zhu still had patience, but Dai Mubai had already lost his patience. He wanted to eat Wang Er's flesh, drink Wang Er's blood, and gnaw on his bones.

"To shut up!"

As the top general of the Star Luo Empire and married to the royal family for generations, Dai Mubai was just a down-and-out prince and future uncle.

Even if he is already the uncle of the Nether clan, the Zhu family has more than one uncle. Marshal Zhu will not spoil Dai Mubai.

"Dean, it seems that Marshal Zhu just wants us to give him a step down and doesn't want to do anything. How about we calm down a little bit."

Flanders was frightened as he listened, and couldn't help but remind Wang Er aloud that young people should not be too arrogant and save some face for others.

But Wang Er just looked back at him, his eyes full of disdain.

"I'll give it to him if he wants it?"

"Bringing so many people to my territory to show off their power, if I give up, how can I still mess around after word gets out?"

Flanders was speechless. Did this second king think of himself as a street kid? He must have watched too many Young and Dangerous movies when he was a kid, and what a dignified and titled Douluo was doing.

No matter which force is on the mainland, as long as you declare your title of Douluo, you will be treated as a guest.

The speechless Flanders retreated silently without saying a word.

It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with words. Anyway, with his strength and the fact that he is not the culprit, he will just run away if he can't defeat him later.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant. It seems that a war is inevitable. Don't blame me, the Star Luo Empire, for being rude!"

Dashuai Zhu said another harsh word, and even Wang Er became a little impatient. He glanced at Dashuai Zhu sideways and glared at him with his nostrils.

"Fight or not?"

"If you want to fight, hurry up. No need to worry. If you don't want to fight, just leave. If you want to fight, just do it. There are a lot of old people who are just grinding away."

This had already escalated to a personal attack. Originally, Marshal Zhu was just talking to Wang Er from the position of the Star Luo Empire, but now it was mixed with personal emotions.

"Junior, I advise you young people not to be too arrogant!"

"How can you be called a young man without being so arrogant?" Mingchen asked without giving up.

Marshal Zhu was so angry that he waved his hand and ordered on the spot.

"Destroy Shrek Academy for me and kill only the culprits. If anyone else resists, capture them all alive!"

His order was actually in vain. After all, only Title Douluo was the only one who could deal with Title Douluo. Except for himself, no one under his command was qualified to participate in the battle between two Title Douluo.

"Martial soul possessed!"

Nearly a hundred people shouted loudly in unison, with such majestic momentum that the various soul rings shone like the lights of a disco nightclub. Mingchen couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Flanders, Zao Wu-Ki, protect the students, don't use your hands, just watch my performance."

Mingchen, who had not fought with all his strength for more than ten years, was also curious about how difficult it would be to fight a titled Douluo with his current strength.

Marshal Zhu is a good target for chatting with him. He is on par with the original Qianjixun in strength. Perhaps his equipment is slightly inferior, but his combat experience should be enough to make up for it.

"Come on, come together, I hope you can make me happy!"

"Martial soul possessed!"

Following a flash of blood-red light, a figure wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red hijab appeared behind Wang Er.

Although the dress is very festive, the translucent texture and the one-foot-long pitch black nails on the bride's fair fingers look weird and ghostly.

"Here we come, Dead Wife Douluo, the legendary and unprecedented mutated martial spirit. He defeated the angelic martial spirit of the former pope of the Spirit Hall!"