Douluo: The system made me green tea

Raising his head again, Tang San raised his hand, and the dragon whisker needle hidden between his fingers quickly shot out, heading straight for Zhao Wuji.

But no one noticed that after Tang San shot the Dragon Beard Needle, a "hair" of Comrade Si Ying, who was lying in Ning Rongrong's arms and was "seriously injured", also shot quickly into Zhao Wuji's body.

"Ah You!!!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt pain and screamed.

He felt burning pain all over his body, and these pain points were still spreading! ! !

Soon, this abnormal pain extended to every inch of Zhao Wuji's skin, causing him to fall to the ground helplessly.

At the same time, Si Ying's eyelids twitched on the side: Come on, is this world so fierce? !

Looking at Zhao Wuji who was constantly twitching in front of him and screaming like a slaughtering pig from time to time, Tang San had a look of indifference on his face.

He jumped up and slammed his knee into Zhao Wuji's chest.

"what!!!"

The Fudo King was in agony again.This time, if he moved forward a little further and hit his throat, Mr. Zao Wou-Ki would be able to experience a screenshot and choose heaven.

Tang San didn't intend to stop.He continued to punch and kick Zhao Wuji, with each attack becoming more brutal.If Zhao Wuji hadn't been physically strong enough, he probably wouldn't have been able to bear it.

When Zhao Wuji became bruised and swollen, Tang San finally released his fist that had begun to tremble due to excessive force.

He picked up the burnt incense aside and inserted it into Zhao Wuji's nostrils. Then, ignoring the pained expression on his face, he groaned and screamed, and said in an extremely solemn tone: "Teacher Zhao Wuji, Did we pass?!”

On the word "teacher", he emphasized his tone, which is really ironic when put together with Zao Wou-ki's current miserable situation.

"Pass, pass, of course pass!"

Zhao Wuji, who was afraid of being further trampled, would not have dared to say "no". If he hadn't been pinned down by Tang San, he could have performed "kowtowing like pounding garlic" on the spot.

When Tang San saw this, he snorted coldly, took out the incense, threw it on Zhao Wuji's face, pulled out the Dragon Needle from his body, and then ignored the earth-shattering cry and turned around and walked towards Si Ying.

Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded at the moment. She had never seen a great soul master beat a soul saint into a pig's head, so when Tang San walked up to Si Ying, she was still in a daze.

"Si Ying, you have a good rest, I will take revenge for you."

Looking at Si Ying, who was still lovable even though she "fainted", Tang San's eyes actually showed 11.00% pity, 30.00% self-blame at 20.00, and 17.00% [-]. Gentleness, [-]% of expectations, and [-]% of relief.

As his head became heavier and heavier, Tang San fell down beside the two of them.

Ning Rongrong, who finally came back to his senses, looked at Tang San who looked slightly tired, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

"Si Ying, this Tang San is not useless. He actually defeated a Soul Saint for you. It seems that in his heart, you are still very important... However, I will continue to help you investigate. His! I, Ning Rongrong, will definitely let you marry the most perfect man in the world!"

Si Ying, who was "unconscious" in her arms, heard this and moved her eyebrows imperceptibly.

Rongrong, how can you rebel? !Are you so quick to give up trying to dissuade me? !No, I'm still counting on you to make more Tang San Ouni~chan's green tea snacks!

……

That night, after finally forcing the remaining Huansi out of his body, Zao Wuji cursed and lay down on the bed.

Although he was beaten very badly today, in the final analysis it was because he didn't know how to deal with it, so no matter how angry he was, he couldn't make trouble for Tang San.

Suddenly, the window of Zao Wuji's room was blown open by a gust of wind, and immediately, a figure appeared in front of his bed.

Zhao Wuji was immediately shocked, but before he could get up, he felt the world was spinning and he was grabbed out of the window by this mysterious man in black.

He wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

The somewhat suffocating silence ended after he was thrown to the ground by the man in black.

"My Excellency, Zhao Wuji, is known as the Fudo Ming King. May I ask what I call this senior?"

Facing an unknown person who might be an enemy, Zhao Wuji seemed very cautious.

But what he never expected was that the man in black ignored his words: "Hahaha, don't worry, I'm just competing with you! I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

As he spoke, the man in black raised his right hand.

In an instant, a huge hammer appeared on his body, and at the same time, nine soul rings quietly emerged at the feet of the man in black.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red.

Especially the last red 10-year-old soul ring made Zhao Wuji take a breath of air as soon as it appeared.

He knew that the gap between high-level soul masters was huge, especially Titled Douluo, who was the pinnacle among soul masters.

There are only a handful of titled Douluo who can possess a 10-year-old soul ring.

Zhao Wuji hurriedly saluted again, this time with a more respectful attitude: "Dare you ask, senior, why you are here? Don't joke with this junior. How can I, a mere soul saint, compete with you!"

The man in black said calmly: "What's the matter? Isn't it very comfortable for you to fight with those children during the day and bully them? I just think that bullying people feels good. By the way, that one over there, Now that you are here, don’t hide, anyway, to me, there is no difference between one and two.”

He said this last sentence to Flanders who was hiding aside.

As the figure flickered, a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a somewhat old face appeared next to Zhao Wuji.

This person is none other than the founder of Shrek Academy, the four-eyed owl, Flanders.

After he appeared, he didn't even look at Zhao Wuji. Instead, he saluted respectfully to the man in black: "I've seen Haotian Mian before!"

At this point, Zhao Wuji finally understood the identity of the visitor - the youngest titled Douluo in the history of Douluo Continent, Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao, who was known as the No. 1 assault system.

"No need to be polite, I'm here to trouble Zhao Wuji."

Tang Hao waved his hand very coldly and motioned for Flanders to get up.

"I wonder where Zhao Wuji offended His Majesty Haotian?"

Zhao Wuji showed a wry smile at this moment: It seems that he will inevitably die today.

However, he really wanted to know where he had offended this Lang Mie who dared to beat the Pope.

"Hit the younger one, here comes the older one! Start quickly, I'll ask you to do one more thing for me when it's over. Flanders, go ahead!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly.

Flanders seemed very unloyal and immediately stepped aside, no longer caring about Zhao Wuji.

Seeing that this guy had run far away, Tang Hao stopped talking nonsense and came to Zhao Wuji in a flash.

next moment--

"Ah!! Ah!! Ouch!! Ah!! Yeah!! Uhhhhh..."

In the woods next to Shrek Academy, the sounds of collisions, air waves, branches breaking, screams, and muffled hums came one after another, converging into an exciting orchestral music... Oh no, converging into a horrific drawing of hell.

When Tang Hao left, Zhao Wuji lying on the ground was a hundred times miserable than when Tang San beat him during the day.

It was only then that Zhao Wuji and Flender knew that Tang San was actually the son of Haotian Douluo!

Of course, Tang Hao didn't mention another reason for beating people: Si Ying girl and that Xiao Wu are my appointed daughters-in-law! ! !Both of your daughters-in-law were injured at your hands, Zhao Wuji. If I don’t hit you, who will I hit? !