Chapter 36 Tang Dachui is coming

The sky gradually became dark.

And when the sky darkened completely, the originally quiet academy became even quieter.

An independent courtyard within the college.

This is the residence of Vice President Zhao Wuji. At this moment, Zhao Wuji is taking a bath and looks very comfortable. He chuckled and said, "There are a few more little monsters. It's time to play with them."

In his mind, he imagined that these little monsters, under his guidance, would experience ecstasy and then grow up to become the top soul masters on the continent.

At this moment, a vague voice came from the distant mountains and forests. The voice seemed to have life. It turned into a long snake, bypassed the houses, entered Zhao Wuji's room, and then sounded in Zhao Wuji's ears.

"Zhao Wuji."

The voice was low and hoarse.

When Zhao Wuji heard someone calling his name in his ear, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around abruptly, but there was no one around him, which made him look horrified.

He soon realized something.

After realizing this, he looked even more horrified, because this voice directly broke through his aura and forced the sound into his ears. You have to know that he is a 76th-level Soul Sage. To be able to achieve this level, the owner of this voice must be at least an eight-ring Soul Douluo, and there is no Soul Douluo-level existence in their academy.

"Who?"

There was a cold light in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Such a strong man suddenly came in the middle of the night. He didn't think that the other party was here to reminisce about the past, and he had many more enemies than friends.

"You come out."

This ethereal voice once again rang in Zhao Wuji's ears.

Zhao Wuji looked solemn when he heard this.

However, he did not hesitate too much, but went straight out of the window and came outside. Then the soul power in his body suddenly increased to the peak. He was on guard cautiously, and at the same time he was also exploring the surroundings.

He quickly locked onto the source of the power, and then he followed the power directly towards the distant mountains and forests. After a while, he appeared in the mountains and forests.

"Come out, I know you're here."

Zhao Wuji stood in the forest, looked around and shouted in a deep voice. At the same time, he completed his martial soul possession in the first time. Seven soul rings surrounded his body and moved up and down, flashing dazzling light.

Especially those three black ten thousand year soul rings, which exuded a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate. The aura on his body now was completely different from that during the day.

This was normal. After all, he was only testing a few juniors during the day instead of engaging in a life-and-death battle. Naturally, he couldn't burst out with his full strength. Even when he used his ten thousand year soul skill at the end, he didn't use it with all his strength.

At this moment, a black figure slowly walked out from behind a big tree.

This person was covered in black clothes, and even had a black hood on his head. From his appearance, one could only tell that he was a tall and burly man.

Those who know the original novel naturally know who this man in black is.

Tang Hao.

His son was bullied during the day, so as a father he naturally wanted to seek revenge, but his behavior of seeking revenge was extremely despicable.

"who are you?"

Zhao Wuji looked at the black-clothed man in front of him and shouted coldly. At this moment, his martial spirit, the powerful King Kong Bear, was possessed. His whole body exuded a wild aura, and he was intimidating without even being angry.

Tang Hao did not directly answer Zhao Wuji's words, but said lightly: "It is an honor to meet Acala in such a small place. I just want to spar with you. I haven't exercised for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly a black light condensed in his palm and turned into a huge hammer.

At the same time, a total of nine soul rings quietly appeared on him.

Two yellow, two purple, five black.

The nine soul rings did not move like Zhao Wuji, but quietly stopped at different positions on the black-clothed man's body, completely covering his body. The nine soul rings were extremely terrifying, especially his last soul ring, which was faintly red in the black.

I need to say here that this is how the original novel describes it. The reason for this may be that Tang Hao suppressed his ninth soul ring, making his ninth soul ring not so obviously red.

When Zhao Wuji saw the black-clothed man in front of him releasing nine soul rings, he suddenly felt cold all over. As a soul master at the Soul Sage level, how could he not know that the gap in soul master realm would become bigger as the soul master level advanced? Not to mention the difference of one ring, even if it was the difference of one level of soul power, the gap would be like an insurmountable chasm.

Nine-ring Titled Douluo.

He couldn't figure out when he had offended such a powerful person. Could it be the Spirit Hall?

It shouldn't be.

Although he had indeed offended the Spirit Hall in the past and the Spirit Hall had surrounded and killed him, he was only a Soul Sage and was not qualified for the Spirit Hall to send out a Titled Douluo.

He smiled bitterly, his original domineering aura had long since disappeared. He bowed to the man in black in front of him and said respectfully, "Excuse me, which senior is here? Please don't joke with me. How can I be worthy of sparring with you?"

It is shameless to bully the weak.

He cursed in his heart.

Tang Hao said calmly, "What's the point of being worthy or not? Didn't you bully those kids well during the day? I found that bullying people seems to feel good, so let me bully you too. Of course, you can think that I am bullying the weak."

Zhao Wuji thought to himself when he heard this: Could it be that the person in front of him is not his enemy, but the elder of one of the four little guys? However, none of the four little guys have a hammer spirit.

Isn't it descendants but disciples?

So who is the teacher?

Zhang Long.

The figure of Zhang Long emerged in his mind. After all, among the four, only Zhang Long was the most outstanding. A teacher who could train such an enchanting disciple must be extraordinary.

Tang Hao looked in a distant direction and said indifferently: "Since you are here, then come out. What's the difference between one and two?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in the distance, and after a few flashes, he appeared next to Zhao Wuji. Under the moonlight, his figure was revealed. It was a middle-aged man with four-frame glasses and a face that looked like a shoe horn.

Zhao Wuji felt relieved when he saw the person next to him.

Because the person who came was Flanders, the dean of their Shrek Academy. Although Flanders was also a Soul Sage, he was different from him. He was good at communication and might be able to take over the matter.

Flanders felt the strong soul power suppression and had to release his martial soul. Then, a pair of huge wings grew out from behind him. His whole body was covered with feathers. The pupils in his orange-yellow eyes stood upright. Seven soul rings of the same color as Zhao Wuji suddenly appeared and rhythmically moved up and down around his body.

He did not attack, but respectfully bowed to the man in black in front of him and said, "Dean Flanders of Shrek, I greet His Majesty Haotian."

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but gasp when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Titled Douluo holding the big hammer was actually Haotian Douluo, a fierce man who dared to hammer the Pope of the Spirit Hall to death.

Tang Hao said coldly: "No need to be polite, I'm here to cause trouble, Cat-Owl Martial Spirit, level 78, worthy of being the main fighter of the Golden Iron Triangle, Flanders, this Shrek Academy is yours."

Flanders nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. I wonder how Zhao Wuji offended Your Majesty. Could you please give me some face?"

"Stop talking nonsense and stand aside, or I'll beat you up too."

Tang Hao said indifferently, looking at Zhao Wuji, and said: "Zhao Wuji, I will give you a chance. I don't need martial spirits. If you can hold on to me for an incense stick of time, I will leave immediately without saying anything. Otherwise, you must do something for me."

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty Haotian, I really don't understand how I have offended you. Can you please explain it clearly first?"

Tang Hao snorted coldly and said, "Do I need to tell you? If the younger one is beaten, the older one will naturally stand up and seek justice. This is a matter of course. Go ahead."

"As expected, you are here to cause trouble. However, I did not hurt Zhang Long during the day. In fact, I was badly injured by Zhang Long. You are too unreasonable. Do you still have justice and law?"

Zhao Wuji thought to himself.

Of course, he only dared to say this in his heart and did not dare to speak it out loud. After all, if he said it out loud, he might really die here today.

(End of this chapter)