The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

Chapter 151 If you don’t become a god, you will never return!

Out of the palace.

Liu Erlong, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Zhao Wuji, Flanders and others were all there.

"Mr. Jade."

"Xiao Gang."

"teacher."

Everyone said hello.

Yu Xiaogang nodded in response.

Yu Xiaogang told them about having a long talk with Xue Qinghe and also about establishing a college.

Although I don’t know why the teacher (Xiao Gang) who used to be so troublesome suddenly became so impatient, as if something was chasing him to complete this.

too fast.

After not seeing each other for just half a year, Flanders was a little dazed looking at the strange yet familiar young man in front of him.

A few days ago, Liu Erlong came to visit, and he and Zhao Wuji learned two things.

The first thing is to learn that the Haotian Sect in the world was destroyed by Xiaogang.

The entire mountain range near the Haotian Sect's residence was razed to the ground, affecting a wide area. It is said that only a broken mountain peak was left.

The Xiaogang he knew was very measured, but he felt a little strange to Yu Xiaogang like this.

Even now that he was standing in front of Yu Xiaogang, there was a trace of inexplicable panic deep in his heart.

The second thing is that Erlong talked about his feelings about getting along with each other for a few days. Xiaogang's current state is extremely unstable.

After a while, Flanders came back to his senses, walked forward, and said with a smile. "Xiao Gang, I heard that you are going to build a college. How about we become teachers?"

"Mr. Yu has something to do, and I'm obligated to do it, Old Zhao." Zhao Wuji also patted his chest.

He stood up after breaking through, and after absorbing the ten-thousand-year-power soul bone gifted by Yu Xiaogang, he devoted himself to training for half a year. He now has level 79 soul power and is about to break through to the level 80 Soul Douluo realm.

As for learning from Liu Erlong about Mr. Yu's destruction of the Haotian Sect, neither he nor Flender spread the word.

For most people on the mainland, the most reliable guess about the demise of the Haotian Sect is that the "Martial Soul Palace" settled accounts after the fall, and under the leadership of Peerless Douluo, they surrounded and destroyed it with all their strength.

Otherwise, how come the Haotian Sect didn't even have a soul master escape?

But all major forces know otherwise! They even hoped that Wuhun Palace would take action this time.

Unfortunately not.

According to their information, Wuhun Palace did not mobilize any soul masters that day, and the unknown was the most frightening thing.

The Haotian Sect's scene, which was like a natural disaster, was engraved in front of the eyes of all the major forces.

What happened in the middle, and why was the Haotian Sect wiped out?

What about us? Will one day suddenly someone falls from the sky and wipes him out? !

This is what the leaders of all the soul master forces in the continent have been thinking for more than ten days.

Death is not scary. What is scary is that they are still alive, waiting for the unknown death to come.

I am worried every day, for fear that one day I will die.

No reason, no warning.

Zhao Wuji looked at Yu Xiaogang's indifferent face. Except for Mr. Yu's eyes, there seemed to be no change.

One person is against one sect.

Some trance.

He suddenly remembered the little monster he met at Shrek Academy - Tang San.

Ugh.

And Haotian Mianxia

He didn't know how he would face Mr. Yu like this after learning the news.

It will be over sooner or later.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "I'm not establishing some advanced soul master academy. There are no teachers, only scholars."

After looking at Flanders' white hair, he sighed softly in his heart, paused, and said:

"However, I do need your help."

During this period of time, when he was getting along with Zhu Zhuqing, Liu Erlong, and Ning Rongrong, he was slightly touched, and he could clearly feel that his instinct was more stable.

Especially when watching Xue Qinghe's coronation ceremony in the crowd yesterday, that instinct gradually grew stronger.

"Not a soul master academy? A scholar?" Flanders was confused.

Apart from the Soul Master Academy, there is no other academy on this continent.

Noble teachers will have private tutors.

Other professions, such as blacksmiths, carpenters, pharmacists, etc., are all passed down by guilds and masters and apprentices, and are not accessible to ordinary people.

This simple threshold will block at least 90% of the people on the mainland.

When people from a small village come out, apart from being a soul master, they just farm the land, or they become soldiers, and there is no other way out.

Yu Xiaogang said calmly: "You will know when the time comes."

Wait for some time for Xue Qinghe to send out the ‘Little Wuji Stake’.

Due to the particularity and privacy of martial souls, the training aspects of each martial soul are also different. In this case, whether it is a junior, intermediate or advanced soul master academy.

What can be taught is extremely limited, and there are basically three benefits.

One is the soul master's common sense, the other is the mimetic environment and resources, and the other is having teachers who can help hunt the soul beasts.

The more powerful one is Flanders, who provides several directions based on the characteristics of the martial soul, and then teaches some practical combat and tactics.

In addition to the inherited martial spirits of noble sects, most of the mutated martial spirits and ordinary martial spirits with ordinary innate soul power.

The main thing is that he is not picky about food and absorbs whatever soul beasts there are.

What is most appropriate?

It also depends on whether the teachers of the Junior Soul Master Academy can survive. There are quite a few teachers and students who disappear in the Soul Hunting Forest every year.

Subsequently.

Yu Xiaogang and everyone returned to their residence in the courtyard.

"Chief Grand Master, are you looking for the address of the college? Wouldn't it be better to choose Tiandou City directly?" Flanders was very familiar with it, found a seat and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and joked.

On the way back, he also knew what Yu Xiaogang was going to do now, and also knew the position and power that Xue Qinghe had given Yu Xiaogang.

To be able to give him such a right, he would have to say a few words to others - Tiandou will die sooner or later.

It’s just Xiaogang, so that’s okay.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

Yu Xiaogang didn't care, and he could call Flanders whatever he wanted. He explained: "It's not suitable. There will be a lot of people in the academy."

".A lot? How many can there be?" Flanders chuckled.

A senior teacher has limited energy and can teach dozens of people at most. The area of ​​​​Lanba Academy is more than enough to accommodate 10,000 students.

Yu Xiaogang sat down and said calmly: "Maybe tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions."

puff!

Hearing this number, Flanders was caught off guard and startled, and the tea he just drank in his mouth spurted out instantly.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and asked in disbelief: "How many millions?! Are you building a college? Are you sure you are not building a country?"

Lan Ba ​​Advanced Soul Master Academy is a special case. There are no other requirements for recruiting civilian soul masters. In this way, including teachers, there are only about a thousand people.

You must know that a small kingdom under the Tiandou Empire only has hundreds of thousands of people.

Flanders stared at Yu Xiaogang closely.

".Are you kidding?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said seriously: "No, I'm not joking, maybe even more."

<divclass="contentadv">His purpose of establishing the 'small academy' is not just to benefit one or two people.

Although Wuhun Palace was corrupt, every city and town would have branches of Wuhun Palace, and each family covered the entire continent. He felt that there was a lot to be said for it.

Give all living beings an equal opportunity. Those who want to learn will naturally work hard and they will definitely stand out. This way there will be no leftovers in the ocean.

Zhu Zhuqing inherited his pursuit of martial arts.

Xue Qinghe is a friend and confidant, a fellow Taoist who will create a new world with his will.

Liu Erlong, Flanders, and Ning Rongrong, he just hoped that they could live well.

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he handed over a copy of the college's plan and some rough ideas in it to Flanders.

Flanders took the information and read it carefully.

After a while, he exhaled a long breath, raised his head, looked at Yu Xiaogang with emotion and said: "I see, you have had such ideas and plans for a long time! Your mind and scheme are far better than mine! But! , What a big project!”

"Okay, let me use my old bones to exert the last bit of residual heat."

People's thoughts change over time.

In the past, Yu Xiaogang had a life span of a thousand years, so he had a lot of time. His martial arts had not come to an end yet, and he had only visited dozens of cities in the mainland, so he was not in a hurry.

This hunt for the eighth soul ring made Yu Xiaogang understand that there was no telling which one would come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Yu Xiaogang thought for a while, "Flanders, just think of this as my reward for asking you to help me."

With a flash of light on his hand, he took out an exquisite jade box from the soul guide and handed it to Flanders.

What’s inside is the ‘Golden Pill of Good Fortune’. Flanders gave the ‘Golden Pill of Good Fortune’ to his disciple Ma Hongjun.

After the evil fire Phoenix's martial soul defect was solved, and he had too many hidden injuries and was discouraged, the practice of Wuji Zhuan was just beginning.

"besides?"

Flanders held the jade box containing the 'Golden Elixir of Fortune' in both hands and was stunned on the spot.

Aren't these heaven-defying things that can promote the evolution of martial souls particularly precious?

Otherwise, he would not have given the 'Golden Pill of Good Fortune' to Ma Hongjun. He was old, had limited potential, and was really not sure about breaking through to the Titled Douluo.

Zhao Wuji on the side stared straight at him, cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Yu, Old Zhao, I also want to hang out with you."

He has seen the effects of this thing.

That kid Ma Hongjun's martial soul evolved and changed from a fat man to a thin man.

For a soul master, this golden elixir of creation is even more precious than a hundred thousand year old soul ring or soul bone.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment and asked bluntly: "Teacher, are there any more 'Golden Pills of Creation'? I want to ask for one for my father."

Liu Erlong and Zhu Zhuqing don't need it.

Zhao Wuji, Flanders, and Ning Rongrong were very jealous.

"Not now." Facing everyone's eager eyes, Yu Xiaogang spread his hands and then said:

"I refined seven 'Golden Pills of Fortune' and ate one myself. Zhu Qing Rongrong Erlong Flande and Ma Hongjun had five. I gave the last one to Dugu Bo."

The last golden elixir of good fortune was originally held in his hand for collection.

A few days ago, when he regained consciousness, Dugubo came to visit, and Yu Xiaogang also asked him the reason for his broken arm.

His Danzhu was seriously damaged and his strength was reduced by half.

Moreover, this elixir of good fortune was originally Dugu Bo's opportunity.

Seeing that everyone was very disappointed when they heard this, Yu Xiaogang said again: "In a few years."

He took out one-third of the essence of the 'Elixir of Creation' in Hongbaiquan's eyes, which had severely damaged their vitality.

"This token was given to me by Qinghe. Flanders, Lao Zhao, use it with caution."

at the same time.

On the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest.

Tang Hao went out some time ago and never drank alcohol again after he came back.

It was as if he had become a different person, changing from the decadence and depression of the past.

He became even more taciturn than before, just practicing the Clear Sky Hammer silently every day.

His gaze became extremely sharp, like an extremely ferocious beast.

While practicing, Tang San was frightened by the murderous aura he occasionally revealed.

Tang San asked with some worry: "Father? What happened? What's wrong with you?"

He felt a little uneasy, wondering what happened to his father that changed him so much.

Plus today is so solemn

Tang Hao was silent for a moment, sighed and said, "Xiaosan, I'm sorry for your mother."

Hearing these words, Tang San's heart sank suddenly. He understood what his father meant, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Xiaosan, I want to talk to you about something."

Later, Tang Hao told Tang San everything that happened in the Haotian Sect.

He also talked about what happened with Wuhun Palace more than ten years ago.

He looked like he was explaining the funeral arrangements. Tang San was young, and he originally wanted to wait until Tang San could take charge of his own affairs before telling him.

Defeat the elder brother in that state, destroy the mysterious strong man of Haotian Sect, the traces of power left by Haotian Sect, he can't defeat it even if the nine rings explode together.

Such a strong person is at least a peerless Douluo, and more than that, he must be a demigod.

He has delayed his practice over the years, and it is uncertain whether he can reach his grandfather's realm in his lifetime.

He wants power, he wants revenge!

grandfather? The legend of the Killing City?

Senior Bo Saixi.

"Demigod?" Tang San stared. ".The entire Haotian Sect was razed to the ground? Peerless Douluo? Wuhun Palace?"

This was the first time he heard the word 'god'. He didn't know what those powerful people were like. He suddenly remembered the scene of Teacher Yu's battle he saw in the Star Dou Forest a few months ago. That was the scene he encountered. The strongest soul master.

Is that a Titled Douluo?

Or God?

"Father, is Teacher Yu just a Soul Saint?" Thinking of this, Tang San suddenly mentioned another thing.

"I fought him once in Shrek Academy. He is indeed a Seventh Ring Soul Saint. If you read it correctly a few months ago, he is now in the Contra realm, the Eighth Ring of One Hundred Thousand Years."

Tang Hao nodded, his face extremely solemn.

Regarding the matter in the Star Dou Forest, they received news from Xiao Wu that the Soul Beast King had taken action and severely injured Teacher Yu, but they didn't know whether he was dead or not.

Soul Saint defeated two hundred thousand year old soul beast kings in a battle, and finally escaped.

Tang San made a guess: "You are talking about the Haotian Sect, could it be Teacher Yu?"

Tang Hao fell silent immediately.

There is no hatred between him and Yu Xiaogang, the Haotian Sect has nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang, and Mr. Yu doesn't look like a murderer.

Facing demigods

None of this makes sense.

What if he knew the murderer with his current strength? He just secretly asked his sister who was far away in Tiandou City to investigate the matter.

a long time.

"Xiaosan, I will send you to a place, and you must practice well."

"If the news comes that day that I am dead, don't think about revenge, just live well."

"Dad is going to follow the path of my grandfather, and you will have to rely on yourself from now on."

"I will never return until I become a god!"