Douluo: My pet is the Blue Silver Emperor!

Zhao Wuji vented all the frustration he suffered from fighting Meng De on Tang San and the others, and did not let off steam like in the original work.

As soon as the incense was lit, Tang San and the others were not given a chance to cooperate. They started with the third soul skill, restricting Tang San, Xiao Wu and the others' movements, positioning and tracking them, and aiming directly at Tang San.

After feeling the terrifying control power of Meng De Lan Silver Emperor, facing Tang San who was also a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, Zhao Wuji gave up on dealing with Ning Rongrong and immediately dealt with Tang San.

Even though Tang San had all kinds of tricks, even though he was reborn as a god king, he was still beaten.

With one powerful move of the Vajra Palm, Tang San was severely injured. He fell to the ground and vomited blood, losing his fighting ability.

Even Tang San himself didn't expect that Zhao Wuji would be so fierce. It was completely different from what he thought. Shouldn't he let them beat him up first, then let him challenge him alone, and finally let them enter the school?

Why start by attacking yourself?He didn't even have time to use his soul skills!

This also made Meng De a little disappointed, he still wanted to see Tang San's soul skills.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu and the others, without Tang San to contain Zhao Wuji, they were eliminated directly with a slap in the face.

When all the incense heads are burned, the assessment is over.

After the beating, Zhao Wuji felt much relieved, but when he looked at Tang San and others who fell to the ground in pain because of his venting, there was a hint of apology in his eyes.

In fact, even if they failed this assessment, Shrek would still admit them. Then Zhao Wuji's face straightened and he said loudly:

"I, Old Zhao, are not responsible for the actual combat assessment of this fourth level. I just want to give it a try out of temporary interest. You are extremely talented and meet the standards of the academy. Although the incense has not been burned out, I don't care about it anymore, Old Zhao. , you have passed this test."

After saying that, he looked at Meng De, who was closing his eyes to regain his mental strength, and told Dai Mubai to take them to the college dormitory later, then turned and left.

Dai Mubai looked at the injured three people and shouted loudly for Oscar. With the increase in soul power, the news soon spread throughout the academy.

"Coming! Coming! Where is the business!"

When he heard about the business, Oscar ran over with excitement on his face. When he saw the injured Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, his eyes brightened even more.

He quickly used his soul power to condense large sausages and small sausages. Dai Mubai took them and handed them to Tang San to eat.

When Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu heard Oscar's soul skill activating the spell, their faces turned dark. Even if they died, they would not eat that thing!

"My master gave it to you."

Suddenly, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in Zhu Zhuqing's ears. A Jing Salamander in a black dress stood beside her, holding a palm-sized delicate glass bottle in her hand, which was filled with a clear turquoise liquid like emerald, exuding a rich aroma. Strong breath of life.

Looking at the glass bottle containing the plant spirit liquid, Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes showed the slightest doubt, then turned to look at Meng De not far away, only to see his mouth slightly opened, and he could tell through the shape of his mouth that it was for healing wounds.

Although she didn't understand why the man gave her the healing medicine, when she was asked to choose between eating Oscar's sausage and drinking Mengde's medicine, she chose to drink the medicine.

"Thank you."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly in thanks, reached out to take the medicine bottle containing the plant spirit liquid, and the Jing Salamander turned around and returned to Meng De.

Opening the glass bottle, traces of life essence floated out from the mouth of the bottle, and an extremely fresh fragrance hit his nostrils. Zhu Zhuqing felt his body relax, and his chest, which was still aching a little, no longer hurt.

She opened her lips slightly and drank the plant spiritual liquid in one gulp. The spiritual liquid immediately began to nourish and repair Zhu Zhuqing's injuries after entering her body. The soul power in her body returned to fullness in just a few breaths, and her pale cheeks returned to rosy. This made Zhu Zhuqing Surprised.

There is even a theory that if she drinks another bottle, it can help her break through to level 28.

Dai Mubai walked up to Zhu Zhuqing with Oscar's sausages and sausages, looked at the empty bottle in her hand, which still had a fragrance, looked at the sausages and sausages in her hands, and threw them away with a backhand.

[Ding~ Congratulations to the host, the world luck has reached 12%. Reward: one intermediate draw, one summon, and one random spirit bead. ]

"Ok?"

Meng De was slightly startled by the sudden sound. What happened?

Following Zhao Wuji's instructions, Dai Mubai took Tang San and the others to the college dormitory. Meng De deliberately kept a distance from them and just followed behind them.

The so-called dormitories are actually a few wooden houses surrounded by fences, which are extremely simple.

Meng De chose an unoccupied wooden house as his dormitory. He didn't plan to stay in Shrek Academy for long, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

The wooden house is not big, only a dozen square meters, with two wooden beds and simple furniture.

Mengde, who owns the Chenge Pot, cannot really live here, so he would naturally go back to sleep in the Chenge Pot at night.

He sat on the wooden bed and opened the system panel.

[World Luck: 12%]

"System, what's going on?"

Meng De asked the system, why did there suddenly appear an extra world luck?

[Ding~ The world's luck was plundered from Tang San. When the world's luck reaches 100%, it means that Tang San loses the qualification to be the world's protagonist. For every 10% plundered, the system will give the host varying degrees of rewards. ]

After listening to the systematic explanation, Meng De understood.

However, the rewards are quite generous, including an intermediate draw, one summon, and random martial soul beads.

Meng De looked forward to the random spirit beads more than the previous two.

Although his own Thunder Prison Blue Silver Emperor Spirit is powerful, it is still a bit inferior in terms of killing. Although it has thunder and lightning attributes, its original attribute is still life after all.

"Jing Salamander, go and tell Uncle Yan and let him go back to Soto City first without waiting for me."

Meng De asked Jingyu to speak to Mo Yan who was still waiting for them outside the village. The cold killer beauty nodded and disappeared into the shadows.

A colorful random spirit bead appeared in Meng De's hand, and without much hesitation, he crushed it.

As the colored light merged into his body, Meng De noticed that there was a magical power in his body that turned into a mass of substance, gradually forming his second martial soul.

An extremely strange scepter, like the incarnation of the Law of Destruction, is formed. It is purple-black and crystal clear, as if it is carved from amethyst. It is extremely gorgeous, blooming with extremely blazing purple light. The scepter is surrounded by black lightning, containing the most terrifying power. Destructive power!

"What kind of martial spirit is this?!"

Feeling the terrifying and destructive aura of his second martial soul, Meng De felt palpitations in his heart, fear and panic and other negative emotions welling up in his heart.

It was obviously his own martial spirit, but even he was scared. What kind of martial spirit was this!

…………

Spirit world

"Ok?"

A god in a purple robe, who looked like the incarnation of destruction, felt a strange reaction in the artifact that had been with him for many years, which surprised him.

He waved his hand and took out a purple-black scepter about two staffs long, which looked exactly like Meng De's second scepter, Wuhun.

Feeling that the changes in his artifact were getting bigger and bigger, the God of Destruction unfolded his consciousness and searched for the changes in his artifact.

After a while, the face under the cloak of the God of Destruction showed a hint of surprise, and although his voice was cold and old, it still maintained a youthful tone.

"Interesting, I have never encountered such a situation before. The spirit of my artifact is actually born in the lower world."

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(Meng De: Tang San plays with the hammer, and I play with the scepter. Are you okay with that?)