Everyone was petrified when they looked at Xiao Mo, who was spitting out fragrance and fiercely holding Zhao Wuji and throwing stones at him. This man is too violent and cruel! That terrifying strength is truly beyond the reach of human beings.

Is it? It’s simply a humanoid soul beast.

"No, Lao Zhao!"

Flanders woke up and saw that Zhao Wuji had rolled his eyes. He quickly summoned the spirit to possess him and quickly entered the battlefield, trying to save Zhao Wuji from Xiao Mo.

"If you want someone, I'll give it to you. You have to pick it up!"

Xiao Mo laughed loudly, carrying Zao Wuji, whose head was full of blood, and threw it towards the flying Flanders like a discus.

"This..." Flender's face turned green. In the true form of Zhao Wuji's martial spirit, he was five meters tall. How could he handle this?

Boom!

Zhao Wuji hit the ground heavily and rolled and rubbed for several times. The true body of Wuhun was destroyed on the spot. He shrank back to his original appearance, vomiting blood in his mouth, and his head became flat.

"Ahem, Flanders, it's not dark yet, why are the stars coming out?"

Zao Wou-Ki's words seemed funny, but Flanders couldn't laugh.

He had witnessed all this, and he knew Zhao Wuji's strength thoroughly. In the state of the martial soul's true form, even a powerful attack spirit Douluo would not be able to break through Zhao Wuji's defense for a while.

However, now Zhao Wuji is dripping with blood, as if he is seriously injured and has lost his ability to fight.

That flattened head is really scary to look at, which means that Zhao Wuji's martial spirit is good at defense. Otherwise, if another person suffered such a degree of damage, his head would be split into eight petals.

"Who is your Excellency? I, Flanders, have never offended you, right?"

Flanders quietly stepped back a few steps, his body's soul power boiling. After the brilliance flashed, he also used his seventh soul skill, Possession of the Martial Soul True Body.

Xiao Mo nodded generously, Flanders was right, he had indeed not offended him.

Seeing Xiao Mo nodding in recognition, Flender's face suddenly turned green and red. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger and said: "Since you and I have no grievances, why do you want to depose me as a student and bully my old friend? It is too overbearing.

That’s it.”

Xiao Mo frowned and said calmly: "I have never taken the initiative to provoke them. Whether it is Dai Mubai or Zhao Wuji, they are the ones who trouble me first. There is no way I can just stand there and get beaten."

"I'm not targeting you, because you are all rubbish and have no right for me to target you."

"Old Fourth Eye, I only come here because I am disgusted with this so-called Shrek Academy. It obviously has nothing, but it is here to mislead people!"

"You brag about the strength of your teachers. You are strong enough, but you have to ask yourselves in your conscience, can you really teach students?"

"Looking at your face, it's obvious that you don't know how to do it. You're just cheating."

Flender's face turned red and blue, as if he had been poisoned, and he was left speechless by Xiao Mo.

In terms of students, he only really taught one Ma Hongjun. However, faced with the side effects caused by Ma Hongjun's mutated martial spirit, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Therefore, he could only allow Ma Hongjun to harm the good women around him.

However, he would not say such immoral things.

After opening his mouth, Flanders wanted to use Qin Ming's example to refute, but Xiao Mo didn't have the patience to argue with rubbish here.

An extremely powerful coercion emanated from Xiao Mo's body, crushing down Flanders and others like a landslide.

"Such a strong aura fluctuation...you are a titled Douluo!"

The rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose were blown to pieces, but Flanders couldn't care anymore. His heart was trembling under the pressure of Xiao Mo's aura.

"With such powerful pressure, he is definitely a Titled Douluo."

"Oh my god, how could I, Flanders, be targeted by a titled Douluo?" Flanders groaned feebly in his heart.

On the other side, Xiao Wu, who was hiding on the hillside and cuddling up with Tang San to watch the show, suddenly showed a look of fear, her body trembling as if shaking.

"Seal...Seal Douluo!"

Tang San on the side looked at Xiao Wu who was shaking, looking frightened, and almost unsteady on his feet. Tang San quickly summoned the Spirit Blue Silver Grass, and the green Blue Silver Grass vines wrapped around to protect him and Xiao Wu.

As Xiao Wu's good brother, Tang San immediately asked with concern: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

He just thought that Xiao Wu saw the legendary Titled Douluo for the first time and was shocked by the aura. In fact, his own face turned pale.

"No...it's okay, brother, let's leave here quickly, leave Soto City and go somewhere else."

Xiao Wu almost collapsed and cried.

She is a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Now that she appears next to a titled Douluo at such a close distance, she is simply looking for death.

"No, the human world is too dangerous. I want to go back to the Great Star Forest, where the Ming Dynasty, the Er Ming Dynasty and the others protect me, as well as my thousands of rabbits and rabbit grandchildren..."

The thought reverberated in her heart. Apart from being frightened, Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San who looked concerned with some guilt. She wondered if this good brother would collapse immediately after knowing that she had thousands of descendants.

Suddenly, the blue silver grass entangled between the two people seemed to be a little greener.

Tang San nodded fiercely, the feeling of oppression given to him by Titled Douluo was too strong.

On the other side, Ning Rongrong, who was wearing an expensive princess dress, looked at the majestic Xiao Mo, her eyes brightening again and again.

She came here not only to watch the fun, but also to value Xiao Mo's strength and potential. He easily defeated a soul master at a similar age to her, and he was qualified to join her "fish pond"!

As the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong is naturally not a simple character.

Her father, Ning Fengzhi, is not the only heir to her. She is favored by thousands of people. In addition to her innate talent of ninth-level soul power, the most important thing is that she can act.

"A Titled Douluo with such powerful combat power! How can I attract his attention, make him obsessed with my beauty, and let me voluntarily let me drive him?"

……

Flanders raised his head with difficulty, looked at Xiao Mo who was dominating the audience, and said bravely: "Flanders has seen the noble crown prince, and I don't know what Flanders can do to satisfy the crown prince."

Xiao Mo nodded. This wicked guy was quite right. Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and showed two fingers: "Two choices."

"The first option is for me to personally dismantle Shrek Academy and you all."

"The second option is to tear down Shrek Academy yourself and not rebuild it again in the future."

Xiao Mo was also helpless. Although he was put on the coat of a Titled Douluo, he was really stuck. He couldn't fly! That old wicked guy had wings, so he was not sure to keep him.

Although it is possible to sacrifice Dragon Abyss and activate the violent blood, it is possible to kill Flanders with one throw, but that will reveal his trump card. One Flanders is not worth Xiao Mo's war.

Shame! Flanders had a sullen face. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life. He was about to say harsh words, but suddenly realized that the person in front of him was a titled Douluo.

Flanders shivered violently, and immediately changed his face, saying flirtatiously: "Your Majesty is joking, how dare you trouble yourself to do it yourself, let's tear down this Shrek Academy! I have also disliked it for a long time."<

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Chapter completed!