[Douluo] Wuhun is an Onmyoji

"Those who have been eliminated should go back. The seven of you stay."

Mr. Xuan took a bite of the chicken leg. Behind the mess of hair, two eyes with strange brilliance stared at Wang Dong carefully.

With how much cultivation Mr. Xuan has, he can feel the state of every student without even checking carefully. There were no serious injuries, so he was relieved.

If Wang Dong had already beaten his opponent to a half, then Beibei and the others only needed to harvest the rest.

However, some people fell to the ground before their strength could be unleashed. Many students had expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces, and it was obvious that they were dissatisfied with Wang Dong's unexpected move.

Therefore, even though they all heard what Mr. Xuan said, no one left. Instead, they all focused on Mr. Xuan.

"He has quite a temper."

After taking a bite of the chicken leg, Mr. Xuan snorted.

"Not convinced? If you are not convinced in the future, I hope you can show your strength. Do you think my selection method for this big battle is unfair. Many of you are not able to display your abilities. Lost inexplicably?"

But that’s it, Le Yan muttered in her heart. She shook her head, this class of students is not good, they don't know how to look at their faces.

Sure enough, Mr. Xuan's face suddenly darkened. He curled his lips and continued:

"But, is this really unfair? The brawl is for each of you. If it is on the battlefield, can you decide the number of enemies and the situation you are about to face?"

The plain voice explains clearly, and it seems that every word has strong vitality, like a sharp knife, engraved in the consciousness of every student.

"Don't think that if you become a core disciple, you will definitely become an inner court disciple. And even if you become an inner court disciple, it is not an honor, but it means that you have just walked through a door."

"I can tell you accurately that the number of inner court disciples in Shrek Academy rarely exceeds fifty. This is because almost every inner court disciple dies every year."

The atmosphere became heavier and heavier, everyone lowered their heads unconsciously, and the eliminated core disciples consciously walked out of the soul fighting area.

Everything Elder Xuan said today will be deeply engraved in their hearts, and they will never forget it for a lifetime.

So...why is she still here?

Le Yan stood awkwardly next to Mr.

"Now that the game is over, Mr. Xuan, let's see if I can..."

The old man said seriously: "No."

"?" Le Yan stared at him with big eyes and small eyes, and their funny expressions immediately eased the gloomy environment: "Then what am I doing here? A mascot?"

Mr. Xuan walked mysteriously in front of the eight people, leaving only his back to them, and said in a distant voice:

"You have all heard of the title Shrek's Seven Monsters, right. Just inside the gate of our academy, there are sculptures of the founder of the academy and the first generation of Shrek's Seven Monsters. But you know, the first generation of Shrek's Seven Monsters Is it any wonder where this name comes from?”

——Of course, I also bought a whole set of collector's editions.

Le Yan almost blurted out these words, and looked away guiltily. When she looked at him, she saw Wang Dong's poker face that had never changed for thousands of years.

In fact, Wang Dong was trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

When I was a child, I heard my father and Uncle Dai Mubai boast about the entire history of love and pretense. Xuan Lao's mention seemed to bring back the painful memories of being forced to show off and pretend to be.

"The Sun Moon Empire dare not use a big battle to test the strength of our academy, but they are constantly probing, and the best way to test is to pass the Soul Fighting Competition of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy."

"Therefore, in this competition, we have only one opponent, and that is the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy."

【Aware of the mission! 】

[As an Onmyoji, how can you not show off your shikigami to everyone during the competition? 】

[Mission: Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition (0/1)]

Huh?

She blinked doubtfully and confirmed again.

The mission this time was not as clearly stated as before.

Xu Sanshi finally couldn't help it anymore, "Mr. Xuan, do you mean to let us participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition?"

Mr. Xuan snorted, "Do you have what it takes if I ask you to go? The age requirement for the Continental Senior Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition is to be under twenty years old. You are still qualified to participate this time, but today This selection competition is for the selection of the reserve team. The reserve team of each session is selected before the Shrek Seven Monsters of the previous session go to compete."

Fortunately, he was prepared, Leyan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, everyone understood that the purpose of the age requirement was to ensure that they would be less than twenty years old in five years and be able to participate in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition.

As long as she ensures that Ma Xiaotao and the others are safe, there should be no chance for her to play. After all, the mission only mentions the name of the competition, right?

--and many more.

Only then did Le Yan realize the real problem, and her eyes were a little flustered: "What about me? Shrek is one of the seven monsters, not the eight?!"

Mr. Xuan turned around and snapped his fingers on her forehead, laughing and scolding: "You?"

"You are the strongest substitute this time."

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"Wang Dong!"

Huo Yuhao stopped him first, his eyes firm and unflinching, "I hope we can talk."

The young man stared indifferently at these persevering eyes, leaned against the wall, and said in a calm voice: "What do you want to talk about?"

He completely hid himself in the shadows, as if only the cold temperature could give him a sense of security. The dim light source burned his hair, and his pink-blue pupils were like glass.

——Like a gorgeous and exquisite doll.

Suddenly this sentence appeared in Huo Yuhao's mind, and then he quickly sorted out his messy thoughts and clenched his fists: "Do you... hate me very much?"

There was a feeling of grievance in Wen Ming's eyes. At this moment, Huo Yuhao was no longer obsessed with revenge. He valued the friends around him even more.

Hate?

Maybe this level is not enough.

He raised his eyes, and the two of them looked at each other: "Sometimes, I really hate your innocent expression."

Because of you, I am stuck in this damn cycle. After countless struggles to no avail, he finally became a toy of the world, repeating his life over and over again.

And you don't know anything, you will always have that innocent expression and thousands of disgusting words of love.

You will always be loved by this world, and I have to cooperate with you to beautify your path to becoming a god.

"But I feel so pitiful about you."

Because from the beginning to the end, you are a toy with no self-thought and at His mercy.

He chuckled, his gorgeous and delicate pupils were hollow and dim, and you could see the thick darkness underneath just by staring.