People are writing diaries in Douluo, Qian Renxue is spoiled

Chapter 113 There is a hammer called the Haotian Hammer
There was a lot of movement in the dormitory.

At dusk, many students who have completed a whole day of study are preparing to go back to their respective dormitories.

Suddenly, the eyes opened and closed.

A certain dormitory directly blasted such a big hole.

Then, Liu Erlong's suppressed roar filled with endless anger rang in their respective ears.

Pairs of horrified eyes looked towards the dome.

"That seems to be Dean Erlong?"

"Be confident, remove the appearance, that's Dean Erlong!"

"My dear, what happened? Why is Dean Erlong so angry all of a sudden?"

"I just enrolled last year, right? If you don't know this kind of thing, don't analyze it?"

"Ah? Senior, what do you mean?"

"What else can you mean, don't say anything, don't ask anything, just watch it honestly."

Whispered conversations sounded outside the dormitory building.

Many old students who had been in Lanba Academy before all shrunk their necks at this moment.

As the predecessor of Shrek Academy, as the old student academy of Lanba Academy.

The students who hang around here are all very clear about that.

Their dean, Liu Erlong, Dean Liu, is a beautiful woman who is so gentle that he outrageously.

If you look at what is going on right now, then go watch it with peace of mind.

As for asking?
If the skin is thick, you can try this.

Is the skin thick?Then there is still nothing to do, An Anxin will be a melon-eating crowd and it will be over.

Mimic practice site.

The simulated battle between the soul master and the soul beast is going on here.

Liu Erlong, who unfolded his red dragon avatar, came here with an afterimage.

The strength of the 78th-level assault-type battle soul saint is overwhelming and crushed here.

The powerful momentum immediately awakened Tang San and his party who had not yet finished their cultivation.

Yu Xiaogang is also here.

Concerned about Tang San's state, now his body has almost recovered.

In order to be able to truly know whether Tang San's state recovered or not, he stayed here all the time.

But this time...

Seeing Liu Erlong suddenly appearing here in the form of his martial spirit avatar.

The sudden Muggle surprised him on the spot.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun got together.

The two looked at Liu Erlong standing on top of the dome with horrified expressions.

The fear of being dominated a few months ago shrouded their hearts again.

Dai Mubai muttered in a low voice: "Fatty, why do you feel that something is wrong with Teacher Erlong today?"

Ma Hongjun said: "What's wrong? Isn't this the idol I admire? Didn't you also see that night when Teacher Erlong killed the King of the Earth?"

Dai Mubai: "..."

Tang San woke up with a start.

With just one glance, he met Liu Erlong's eyes burning with anger.

"Tang San, I heard that you have been unable to concentrate in your recent practice?"

"Today, let me, teacher, help you!"

Liu Erlong was very angry, seeing Tang San staring at him, he opened his mouth immediately.

The meaning here is that he is determined to fight with Tang San himself.

Tang San:"……"

He stood there in disbelief.

For a moment, he even wondered if his ears had heard wrong.

"Teacher Erlong, my cultivation today is over, I have already controlled my state properly, and I will not continue to be influenced by emotions." Tang San replied.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Liu Erlong scolded angrily: "Whether it's controlled or not, I'll know after I check!"

Yu Xiaogang smelled something was wrong.

He continued to maintain his dank look.

With both hands behind his back, the long gown on his body made a faint sound.

"Erlong, what are you trying to do?" Yu Xiaogang questioned.

Liu Erlong didn't get used to Yu Xiaogang today, hearing what Yu Xiaogang said, he glared at him with an unusually cold look.

Compared with the soul sage of more than 70 levels, Yu Xiaogang who only broke through the [-]th level mark a few months ago because of the 'Ninth Grade Zizhi' given by Tang San.

There was no need for extra pressure, and Yu Xiaogang was directly made to step back several steps.

"Xiao Gang, what's going on?"

At this time, Flender and Zao Wou-ki rushed over one after another.

The two supported Yu Xiaogang who was staggering, and then looked at Liu Erlong who was on the top of his temper at the same time.

When they met, Flender's eyes immediately turned into hearts.

"Second Dragon Girl today..."

"Hiss, my goddess! She's back again?!"

"So excited, so excited!"

Flender yelled.

I don't know if he has masochistic tendencies.

In short, seeing Liu Erlong returning to the outrageous look he had when he was in the Douluo Continent, he couldn't control the agitation in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang's face was slightly ugly, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know what happened to Erlong today, but suddenly he became like this."

"Flender, stop the second dragon!"

Flender slowly came back to his senses, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Xiao Gang, the current Erlongmei, how do you want me to stop her?"

"I don't know anything about the situation, so I just go up like this, Er Longmei must fight me too!"

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

Flender didn't make a move, let alone such a 30-level little party dish.

Afterwards, he looked at Zhao Wuji who came here with Flender.

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Wuji coughed dryly twice, as if he didn't see Yu Xiaogang's gaze, and looked around with majestic tiger eyes.

Liu Erlong didn't care about the conversation between Yu Xiaogang and the three of them.

At this moment, all her eyes were focused on Tang San.

Tang San couldn't figure out the situation, and after pondering for a long time, he spread his left hand, and the Blue Silver Grass spirit emerged in his palm.

"Since Mr. Erlong, you want to test my results!"

"Then Tang San, offended!"

Tang San understood that he couldn't escape, and responded to Liu Erlong's matter of testing whether he had succeeded in controlling his mentality, so he slapped the ground decisively.

Blue and silver vines suddenly rose from the ground, rolling towards Liu Erlong who had already landed.

Seeing this, Liu Erlong pressed his tightly clenched hands to the sides.

The soul power of more than 30 levels is poor, and all the blue and silver vines that are entangled are shattered in a simple and rude manner.

In the next second, she rushed towards Tang San like a cannonball.

"Is this a sign that you have controlled your mentality?"

"Look at your blue and silver twine, how soft and strong it is!"

Liu Erlong roared continuously.

Without using any soul skills, he got close to Tang San and hit Tang San with an elbow.

In the next second, Tang San flew up towards the sky.

Liu Erlong also rose into the sky immediately after, and the violent storm's attacks fell densely.

"With a little setback, will the will become dizzy?"

"During the game yesterday, the whole team almost lost it!"

"Your teacher is still so worried about you today, and has been guarding the mimetic practice site all day."

"You look like this, are you worthy of your teacher, us, and your teammates' trust in you?"

"Tang San, tell me, where was your calmness before?!"

"If you can't wake up today, I'll beat you until you wake up, old lady!"

Liu Erlong roared as he shot.

These words, she said to Tang San, also said to herself.

While constantly making excuses for herself, she was unambiguous in her actions.

She is very clear that she is very restless now, but words like "Xiao Wu's sacrifice" pour a pot of hot oil on her calmness all the time.

Fuck you, calm down, I'm going to beat someone up today!My old lady is going to vent today!
Tang San's mind was slightly dazed.

Greeted by Liu Erlong's overwhelming greetings.

Fanhua's soul skills were constantly used, hoping to cause interference to Liu Erlong, but to no avail.

At this moment, the entire mimetic practice site completely turned into a one-sided explosion scene.

The euphemistic name is, the dean teaches disciples!
In the dark, Tang Hao was watching what happened.

His whole body was covered in a black robe, and the muscles on his face kept trembling.

The hands under the sleeves open from time to time.

The miniature version of the Clear Sky Hammer loomed in his palm.

(End of this chapter)