Douluo: Justice Under Fire

Hearing Ning Ke's words, Yu Xiaogang looked a little worried.

He thought the kid was playing a trick on him.

How could a child who was no more than six years old with a weapon soul and only one soul ring destroy this room?

Even the famous Clear Sky Hammer can't do it!

Throughout the entire continent, he, Yu Xiaogang, had never seen a martial spirit that could fill a room as big as it had just awakened!

Of course, it is also possible that this child already has the first soul skill and the ability to grow in size, but the first soul ring is no more than 400 years old at most.

According to Yu Xiaogang's own research for many years, 420 three years should be the limit that the first soul ring can withstand.

Logically speaking, the soul skills brought by the 420 third year soul ring cannot have the power to destroy the entire house.

Yu Xiaogang came to a conclusion instantly.

But the other party was the child brought by Ning Fengzhi after all, so he had to endure his anger and said patiently: "Then go outside and show your martial arts."

Ning Ke turned to look at Ning Fengzhi and said, "Teacher, find a place where no one is around. It's best not to expose my martial spirit to others."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, and the group of people came to an open space behind the playground.

And Ning Ke also activated his martial spirit.

Suddenly, a huge thing made of steel suddenly appeared on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Wu Zhi-10 and was stunned for a moment.

"This is your martial spirit?"

Ning Ke nodded and said, "Master, this is my martial spirit."

Ning Fengzhi said: "Master, look at this child's martial spirit. In what direction should it develop in the future?"

Yu Xiaogang did not speak immediately, but walked around the Wuzhi-10 several times, thought for a while, and then said: "It has wheels at the bottom, and it seems that people can sit inside. If I guessed correctly, this Wuzhi-[-] The soul should be mutated from a martial soul similar to a carriage."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin looked at each other, but neither spoke.

Yu Xiaogang was still thinking at this time and said: "Since it is a martial spirit that has mutated from a chariot, I think its future development direction should mainly focus on impact power, attack power, and even defense power, that is, a chariot. .”

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he opened the book he carried with him, picked up a pen and started recording.Judging from his posture, he seems to have the urge to write a book directly.

"As a combat vehicle, the chassis of the Wuzhi-10 is too high, which is not conducive to its forward stability, and there are too many useless parts of this martial spirit, such as these things composed of several cylinders. This martial spirit should go To keep things simple, when hunting for soul rings, you can consider the Nether Wolf to increase the speed and impact of the soul, or you can consider the Kirin-armored beast to increase the defensive power of the soul..."

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's insights, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt that his trip was in vain.

However, Ning Fengzhi was a gentleman and did not refute Yu Xiaogang's words on the spot. Instead, he waited for the latter to finish.

After all, you are the one taking the initiative to find a solution to the problem. No matter what the other person says is right or not, you should listen patiently.

Unlike Ning Fengzhi, Ning Ke was a little less interested.

However, he did not think that Yu Xiaogang was short-sighted. After all, no one on this continent could recognize this Wuzhi-10.

It is very normal to understand the Wuzhi-10 as a tank.

But for those who don’t know how to pretend to understand this, it cannot be denied.

Ning Ke knew how much Yu Xiaogang had, and knew that waiting in vain would be fruitless, so he had the urge to leave.

Moreover, he was a little hungry after running all the way here, so he whispered to Ning Fengzhi: "Teacher, I'm hungry. I want to eat first."

It was indeed rude for Ning Ke to leave before Yu Xiaogang finished speaking.

However, Ning Fengzhi considered that Ning Ke was still a child and could not live without food, so he gave him some gold soul coins.

Ning Ke took the golden soul coin and immediately set out to find the canteen, leaving only Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin listening to Yu Xiaogang's long speech.

The cafeteria of Nordin Soul Master Junior College is not difficult to find. Ning Ke only asked a few students and found the cafeteria.

After arriving at the canteen, Ning Ke ate happily and quickly filled his stomach.

After walking out of the cafeteria, Ning Ke originally wanted to go back to Ning Fengzhi, but suddenly heard several shouts.

"Sarilang! Sarilang!"

The pronunciation of the shouts was not very accurate. Ning Ke was stunned for three seconds before he was sure that these shouts were "Killing! Killing!"

Ning Ke was suddenly confused.

How could someone kill someone in broad daylight?

And it’s still in a densely populated college?

Out of curiosity, Ning Ke followed the direction of the shout.

The source of the sound is the entrance of the college.

At this time, a teacher gathered at the door of the students, as well as children with frightened faces next to them.

These children are only six or seven years old. Where have they seen such bloody scenes?

Ning Ke immediately walked forward and found a young man lying in a pool of blood, while the college teacher was exploring the young man's injuries.

Next to the young man stood a bewildered old man and a blue-haired boy about six or seven years old.

Ning Ke expressed that he was very familiar with these two figures.

Isn't this Old Jack and Tang San?

How could they be here?

Ning Ke pondered.

He looked at the young man lying in a pool of blood, and then at Tang San with a calm expression, and a terrible thought suddenly came to his mind.

Could it be that Tang San killed this young man?

That's right. In the original work, Tang San seemed to have the idea of ​​killing the concierge of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, but he was later resolved by the master Yu Xiaogang who happened to arrive.

However, now Yu Xiaogang was busy writing and chatting with Ning Fengzhi about his martial spirit Wuzhi-10. There was no way he could come here to stop Tang San.

Without Yu Xiaogang's help, Tang San's attack happened naturally...

After thinking about it, Ning Ke became more and more certain about this idea.

At this time, the teacher finally stood up and sighed: "Oh, a living life has passed away like this."

Ning Ke walked up to the teacher and asked, "Teacher, what happened?"

The teacher shook his head, "I don't know either. When I heard the shouting and rushed over, he was already dead."

"Teacher, is this victim the concierge?"

The teacher looked at Ning Ke strangely and felt that he had too many questions, "How do you know? Who are you?"

"I'm just a kid passing by."

Ning Ke approached the young man's body and found that the wound was in the throat.

The cause of the young man's death was that something directly pierced his throat.

Unsurprisingly, the murder weapon was Tang San's sleeve arrow!

Ning Ke felt more and more that the murderer was Tang San, so he stood up and said to the teacher: "Teacher, this is undoubtedly a murder. Please find the dean first, and then report it to the official." .”

The teacher was a little surprised at Ning Ke's calmness, but still did as he said.

Of course, he couldn't leave the scene, otherwise there would be no one to protect the scene, so he had to ask a few students to call the dean quickly.

At this time, old Jack walked over tremblingly on crutches, with a face full of panic.

"This... this teacher, this little brother is really dead?"