Holding Zhu Zhuqing's hand, Fang Ling slowly left.
Tang San and Xiao Wu were speechless, feeling extremely ashamed, and they stood there in silence.
The master said that their cultivation level was already top-notch in the soul master world, but he never expected that they couldn't even catch up to a fraction of Fang Ling's.
The most important thing is the innate level.
Tang San just couldn't believe it. How could a first-level innate spirit master climb above him, a genius with twin martial souls and full innate spirit power!
After the two left, Flanders woke up as if from a dream, and quickly helped Dai Mubai up, shouting, "Oscar, where's Oscar? Come here!"
"Here it comes, here it comes!" That distinctive soft sissy voice with a bit of excitement came from far away.
Soon, he appeared in front of everyone.
Oscar hurried over and said, "Dean, you called me? Hey, is this Mr. Dai?"
Seeing the blood all over the ground and the huge wound on Dai Mubai's chest, he instantly remembered the man holding a long-handled scythe and secretly thanked God that he did not provoke him.
But it seems that when he went out, he took a school girl who came to register?
Dai Lao Da, this world-famous slut, had fun for so long, could it be that he met a tough guy this time?
At this moment, Oscar was shocked and his mind was full of random thoughts.
Zhao Wuji frowned and slapped him on the shoulder, causing him to slump down. "Come on, give Dai Mubai one of your big sausages."
"Oh oh." Oscar quickly recited his soul skill, "I have a big sausage."
Dai Mubai endured the pain and opened his eyes with a distorted expression.
After eating the sausages, his condition was stabilized.
But he is just a food-type soul master. If he wants to get better, this big sausage alone is not enough. He can only find a healing-type soul master in the city.
Tang San took the opportunity to unblock the acupoints that were blocking Dai Mubai's bleeding.
"Mubai, I'm sorry, I really can't do anything about this kind of thing." Flanders looked at Dai Mubai with an apologetic look on his face.
There is no other way around this. If it were any other Titled Douluo, he might still be concerned about the sect's influence, face, etc.
But that was Dugu Bo, the most shameless and shameless Titled Douluo in the world of soul masters, who was capable of exterminating entire families.
He is a Soul Saint, and together with Zhao Wuji, there are only two Soul Saints. What can they resist?
Dai Mubai also knew this, and he shook his head while enduring the pain, saying, "It's none of your business, Dean. The other side has the support of the Poison Douluo, and I can understand your difficulties."
"Don't worry about what happens next. I will find a way to inform Father."
"The key lies in that bitch Zhu Zhuqing! She didn't resist at all and agreed so easily!"
Dai Mubai was not angry that Fang Ling had opened a hundred-year soul ring, so he just crushed him like he was shooing away a fly.
Others are just strong, and the killing intent cannot be faked, what can I do?
In the world of soul masters, the strong take all!
It's no wonder that the dean and others didn't stop it.
Can I still gamble my life on whether Dugu Bo is in Soto City?
Everyone knows that every teacher will treat such a talented disciple as a treasure.
The only thing that made Dai Mubai angry was that his fiancée didn't even resist!
She just agreed to it?
I am living a life of debauchery and I fled here because I couldn't bear the pressure of competing with my eldest brother. There is no possibility of success for me.
But Dai Mubai couldn't understand why Zhu Zhuqing could get the unanimous protection of others?
After thinking about it, it could only be beauty.
When he thought about his innocent, hot, and cold fiancée moaning under someone else in the future, he felt his head turn green. The pain in his chest was instantly reduced.
"Okay, Mu Bai, don't talk and don't be angry." Zhao Wuji saw that his chest was bleeding again due to anger, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger, so he hurried to comfort him.
Flanders also nodded, and carried him back to his cabin and laid him down flat:
"Mu Bai should have a good rest first. I will ask Zhao Wuji, the big stupid bear who can't even protect his students, to go to the city to invite a healing spirit master back."
"Thank you, Dean. I'll pay for it." Dai Mubai said this when he saw the difficulty on their faces.
Flanders smiled with satisfaction, and Zhao Wuji left directly.
Tang San had been following them all along, and only now did he find the opportunity to speak: "Hello, Dean, please take a look at our entrance examination..."
What happened in Shrek had nothing to do with Fang Ling.
He held Zhu Zhuqing's hand, walked briskly, and was filled with joy.
Tang San and Xiao Wu were allowed to show off their love every day for the past three years, and now he is mocking them with his cultivation!
I just like the way they see him feeling unhappy but unable to do anything about it.
Now that we have obtained the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor and dug Ah Yin away, we are destined to be enemies in the future.
Fang Ling planned to find a time to take Dugu Bo to dig up the Blue Silver King in the Blue Silver Forest, leaving Tang San no chance for his spirit to evolve.
So what if I have twin martial spirits?
Without immunity to ice and fire, I can't evolve into Blue Silver Emperor, and the Blue Silver Grass is too weak. If I don't want to be defeated all the way and be weaker than my peers, I'd better practice Clear Sky Hammer!
"Are you friends with them?" Zhu Zhuqing thought for a long time and chose to start with this topic.
"We used to be, and we are and will always be enemies." Fang Ling replied quickly.
"Ah? But let me see?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.
Thinking back to the conversation between him and Tang San and Xiao Wu just now, those earnest words and sighs didn't seem fake.
"You will know later." Fang Ling smiled slightly without explaining in detail.
"Oh." Zhu Zhuqing did not ask any further questions, but just responded softly.
Then he suddenly remembered what Fang Ling had said just now, that His Majesty the Bilin was waiting in Soto City.
There is no such thing in the Xingluo Empire. She has not seen a Titled Douluo yet!
And as if she was about to meet the parents, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed a trace of panic: "When I see His Majesty later, what should I call him?"
"Will His Majesty recognize me? Should I..."
Fang Ling slowed down his pace, stared into her eyes with his red-gold pupils, and said solemnly:
"Don't worry, you're a good girl. Even though the teacher has a bad reputation, he's very nice to his own people."
"Besides, I am here. I will be your support from now on!"
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing felt a sweet feeling in her heart and nodded slightly.
Perhaps she felt shy because she was being stared at. She rolled her eyes and then turned her head away in a hurry.
When the coldness disappeared, the blush on her face was very charming.
After a while, she whispered again: "It must have been hard along the way."
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't imagine how a level one innate could break through the barrier of level thirty.
How much effort does one have to make to get the recognition of His Majesty the Bi Phosphorus, to become a level 50 soul master with a ten thousand year soul ring at such a young age?
"Fortunately, isn't this for you?" Fang Ling did not deny it, but just said lightly.
(End of this chapter)