Douluo: The God of Craftsman in the Legend of Dragon King

Hearing what Xie Xie said, Wu Zhangkong's eyes changed when he looked at Tang Wulin.

He originally thought that the martial spirit was just blue silver grass, and that Tang Wulin, who was only one level in strength, was only very talented in forging.

But he never thought that he was so powerful in battle, that he could cross the level to fight against a great soul master like Xie Xie, and win...

It’s unimaginable!

Just as everyone looked at Tang Wulin in shock, he shook his head under everyone's gaze. It seemed that he did not agree with Xie Xie's words, and he opened his mouth to explain:

"Teacher, there is one thing I want to explain. When I was competing with classmate Xie Xie, it was only because Xie Xie had not broken through to the second ring at that time, and because Brother Luo was assisting me, that I was able to win. .”

"And if now, Xie Xie breaks through to the second-level soul master, with his current strength, I don't have much confidence that I can defeat him in a single fight."

Tang Wulin said and glanced at Xie Xie who was standing aside. How could he not know why Xie Xie said this? This was a clear intention to put him on the fire.

First give everyone the illusion that he is very powerful, and then when competing with him, defeat him openly in front of everyone. This can not only disgrace him, but also skyrocket his reputation.

If coupled with the bet made earlier...then this can really be said to be killing three birds with one stone.

Seeing that his little idea was discovered, Xie Xie couldn't help but let out a cold snort, but he didn't care. Anyway, no matter how Tang Wulin explained, it was impossible to avoid the fight at night.

He will definitely win this game!

After hearing Tang Wulin's explanation, everyone nodded as if they suddenly understood, and seemed to feel that what Tang Wulin said was extremely reasonable.

"It scares me. It turns out that there is that soul master assisting me. No wonder even the first-level soul master of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can defeat that arrogant guy. This makes sense."

Many students echoed this in unison.

But Wu Changkong on the podium couldn't help but frowned after understanding the situation.

He always felt that the Tang Wulin in front of him was not as simple as he seemed. Otherwise, why could he appear so calm and unhurried under the invitation of a second-level soul master?

While Wu Zhangkong was deep in thought, he seemed to hear something and glanced subconsciously.

I don't know when, a girl with a delicate face, wearing white casual clothes, who looked about nine years old, suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

"I'm sorry, teacher, to bother you. My name is Gu Yue. Due to personal reasons, I want to study in Donghai College. This is my junior college recommendation letter. Please read it."

The girl first glanced around the classroom, seemingly confirming something, and then she smiled gracefully and spoke to Wu Zhangkong.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was not even wearing the uniform of Donghai College, even Wu Zhangkong was silent for a moment, and then he asked with some confusion:

"Since you are not a student of Donghai College and do not have an invitation letter for admission, how did you get into the college? I remember that the security system in the college should be quite complete?"

Wu Zhangkong discovered the blind spot.

Hearing this question, Gu Yue, who was originally dignified and elegant, couldn't help but froze, with a bit of astonishment on her face. She seemed not to have expected Wu Zhangkong to ask such a question, and she didn't know how to answer it for a while.

As for Wu Changkong, who was standing on the podium, he could naturally see the confusion in Gu Yue's expression at a glance, and for a moment the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

"Here comes another interesting guy."

Before Gu Yue could think of words, Wu Zhangkong's cold voice sounded again:

"I don't care how you came here. In short, not everyone is welcome in my class. If you want to come in, then prove your strength to me."

"Give you a chance. Did you see that tall guy sitting in the corner? You are not required to beat him. As long as you can persist under him for three minutes without losing, then you will pass."

"Ok?"

Hearing Wu Zhangkong's words, Gu Yue raised her eyebrows and turned to look at the two figures sitting in the corner of the classroom. When she saw the face of the person Wu Zhangkong was talking about, his pupils also Can't help but shrink.

It seems a little unexpected.

He was silent for a few seconds, his face struggled for a moment, and then he asked in a weak tone:

"Teacher, can you make another request..."

However, facing Gu Yue's request, the arrogant Wu Zhangkong ignored her at all.

In his opinion, not everyone can enter his class. If it weren't for his interest in it, he wouldn't even give her a chance.

Wu Zhangkong was seen minding his own business and said to Luo Chen, who was sitting in the corner with an obviously wrong expression:

"As the leader of a class, you must learn to lead by example. From now on, you will be responsible for handling these small things. You should have no objections, right?"

Seeing the hint of threat in Wu Zhangkong's eyes, Luo Chen, who had come back to his senses, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes and responded calmly:

"No comment."

Just kidding, the meaning behind Wu Zhangkong's words is so obvious, how can he dare to have any opinions? Even if he has opinions, I'm afraid Wu Zhangkong will try every means to make him "have no opinions"...

But compared to being forcibly labeled as monitor by Wu Zhangkong, he was more concerned about Gu Yue who was standing at the door, her eyes constantly scanning him.

Looking at the girl in front of him who suddenly had a strong fighting spirit in her eyes, his head couldn't help but hurt.

Others don't know how powerful she is, but he knows it clearly. Although he doesn't know why the guy in front of him comes so suddenly, he is still sure of defeating her...

a hammer!

If the guy in front of me really wants to win, let alone his current strength as a Soul Lord, even if he is a Soul Sect, Soul King, or even Soul Emperor, he has no confidence that he will definitely win!

God knows if he will hold an elemental storm and throw it directly in his face!

Although Luo Chen felt a little bitter in his heart, he still had that harmless smile on his face. He walked slowly towards Gu Yue and said:

"Hello, let me meet you. My name is Luo Chen and I am the monitor of this class. Since the teacher has asked this, please forgive me and I will put some water in it as appropriate."

Well, please put some water too...

Looking at the muscular young man in front of her, who was nearly half a head taller than her, Gu Yue couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on her handsome face.

"Hello, squad leader, my name is Gu Yue. Please take good care of me in the future."