People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

After losing the support of their soul power, the dozen or so plate-crystal golden dragon whisker needles quickly curled up into a ball, pulling on the muscle tissue in adjacent parts.

For a moment, he grimaced in pain and almost shed tears.

"Fuck...what did you kid do? It hurts me so much..."

Zhao Wuji was a little angry now. Didn't they agree to compete?

As a result, this guy didn't know what evil things were thrown at him.

Those things easily broke through his Fudo Meiou's defense and caused him great pain.

If the other party were to have a serious fight with him, he would naturally not have any objections, but if the other party actually resorted to underhanded tactics, how could he not be angry?

Faced with Zhao Wuji's anger, Tang San replied to him with a warm smile on his face.

"Teacher Zhao, Dean Flender asked me before about how the brothers I lead should deal with a target like you that is known for its defense.

I can only treat you as a test subject. Please forgive me. Don’t worry, I will help you take out all the hidden weapons right away..."

Damn...Zhao Wuji wants to scold his mother now. Dean Flender questions you guys, but you let him accompany you to sparring. What the hell are you doing with me?

Just because I'm a soul master known for my defense, I deserve to be unlucky? ? ? Is there something wrong with you?

In other words, Dean Flanders is a flying soul master who is relatively fast and can avoid these hidden weapons of yours, so you just pick the weak ones, right?

Zhao Wuji really wanted to give Tang San a slap in the face, but he also heard from Yu Xiaogang that Tang San was from the Haotian Sect.

His father, uncle, and even the elders of his grandfather's generation are almost all powerful titled Douluo, so he can't afford to offend him.

Zhao Wuji secretly made up his mind to deal with this kid if he had the opportunity in the future. He had remembered the pain he suffered today.

After comforting Zhao Wuji, Tang San turned to Flanders: "Dean, are you satisfied with my answer?"

Flanders was very shocked that a soul master level guy could actually hurt the soul saint level guy, and it was the Fudo Ming King Zhao Wuji who was famous for his defense.

He said to Tang San in a tentative tone.

"Could the golden light you just threw out to deal with Teacher Zhao Wuji be the particles that fell from the shattered crystal?"

"That's right..." Tang San nodded without any concealment and introduced.

"The crystal is called Ban Jing, and the particles that fall after being smashed can be turned into Ban Jing haired golden dragon whiskers in the hands of our Tangmen personnel, which can easily break through the defense capabilities of the powerful Soul Saints.

And after entering the human body and losing the support of soul power, it will curl up into a ball, causing great pain to the target. "

"What else are you talking about? Hurry up and take those things away from me. If you are a step slower, I will risk serious injury and I will beat you to death."

Seeing that Tang San was still chatting with Flanders like nothing happened, Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with tears and he wished he could just kill this brat who used him as a test subject.

"Okay...I'll help you pull it out right away."

Tang San also realized this time that he seemed to have gone too far.

If he didn't take out those dragon beard needles, Teacher Zhao Wuji would probably strangle himself to death.

Then Tang San walked up to Zhao Wuji and helped him pull out the dragon's beard needles one by one.

Looking at those golden particles, Zhao Wuji always felt that he couldn't understand. How could these things hurt him? Isn't that outrageous?

As Flanders looked at those golden particles, he felt his heart bleed.

If he had known that this thing was so powerful, Zhao Wuji would have asked this kid to give him 10,000 to 20,000 gold soul coins as a subsidy.

Even if those things are useless to others, this crystal is still a rare commodity. Is it reasonable for him to give himself one or twenty thousand gold soul coins?

As a result, I just gave him the crystal like that, and I suffered a huge loss.

"Dean Flanders, do you still think it will be a loss if you bring the three of them in?

Due to my own martial arts, in the future I will definitely develop towards the control system or the attack system.

Using these hidden weapons, the three of them can definitely threaten the opponent's healing and auxiliary soul masters, which can completely put our Shrek team in an advantageous situation. "

After cleaning the dragon's whisker needles from Zhao Wuji's body and returning them to the storage space, Tang San looked at Flanders again.

Flanders was silent for a moment, then nodded. Since he had given the plate crystal to this student, perhaps in the not-too-distant future, the benefits would be beyond his imagination.

So I'd better recruit these three students. All three of them can accurately use these hidden weapons and threaten the backline of the opponent's team, which will indeed bring great advantages.

So Flanders decided to break his rule once and increase the number of people in Shrek Academy to seven.

Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun sighed with regret at the bridge.

Hey, this crappy school originally had four boys, and now there are three more here. Why can't there be a girl?

Where did Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and the others that Tang San mentioned go? Why don't you come to Shrek? Damn it...

Three days later, in Pope Bibi Dong's dormitory in Wuhun City.

Zhao Ling was holding Bibi Dong, who was sleeping soundly, with one arm, and Hu Liena with the other, admiring the two women's delicate and breathtaking faces.

At this moment, Hu Liena opened her sleepy eyes, looked at Zhao Ling with a pair of slender and charming phoenix eyes, and shouted softly.

"Master, good morning..."

Zhao Ling raised his hand and patted her butt in dissatisfaction and said with a tigerish face.

"Why do you still call me master? Now you and I have performed the courtesy of Zhou Gong, so please call me husband and listen..."

"Don't... you are the teacher's husband, so I just want to call you master. Otherwise, Nana will always feel that she is stealing the teacher's husband."

Hu Liena shook her head slightly and refused directly.

"I tell you to shout as long as you want. If you keep talking nonsense, I will treat it as if you haven't had enough fun yet and have to fight for another 300 rounds."

Zhao Ling didn't give Hu Liena a chance to choose. He threatened her and his hands began to become dishonest.

Hu Liena was shocked and quickly surrendered.

"Old, hubby... don't mess around, can't Nana be obedient?

Really, when we were just master and apprentice, Nana didn't realize you were such a beast.

Now he is actually threatening people with this kind of thing. If he had known that Nana would kill her, she would not agree to the teacher's request. "

"Are you regretting it now? Let me tell you, it's already too late. You are not allowed to call me husband or master anymore.

Then, I will definitely let you know what it means for flowers to be uniquely red. "

Hearing that Hu Liena had surrendered, Zhao Ling showed a proud smile on his face, looking as arrogant as he could be.