Chapter 6 [Cao Mengde, I am proud, what can I do?]

at this time.

The martial soul fusion technique composed by the three Flanders has been completed.

Three golden light pillars shot up into the sky.

Yu Xiaogang summoned a soul master who looked like a pig but not a pig, not like a dog but not a dog. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant golden dragon, spreading its teeth and claws in the air, roaring to the sky.

Fart like thunder.

Thunder and flame Luo Sanpao.

But he saw the Golden Holy Dragon taking a sharp breath and starting to curl up.

boom……

A ball of golden smoke energy poured down.

Cao Mengde wanted to confront him.

I'm afraid this stinky fart will stain my hands.

He dodged and hid in a safe area.

"He also said that he was a Titled Douluo and didn't even have a chance to fight back."

Ning Rongrong was born in the Qibao Glazed Sect.

He has been with a powerful titled Douluo since he was a child.

Naturally, she has a mentality of not being afraid of the sky or the earth. Compared with others, the sarcasm on her face is even greater.

kindness?
  Cao Mengde raised his lips.

It seems that I need to give this naturally charming girl some color.

boom……

A powerful pressure rushed towards him.

He instantly took control of Ning Rongrong's body.

go with!
  Cao Mengde raised his hand and waved, and Ning Rongrong rose into the air, and her pretty face directly met the golden ball of light shot from Luo Sanpao's butt.

"No, stop it." Flanders shouted.

Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong also didn't expect it.

The other side would be so mean.

It's just that he didn't dare to take the call, but he actually used his own college as a shield.

Close.

Although the three of them hurriedly stopped their efforts.

But the golden mist had already formed and before it could spread, a lot of foul smell got into Ning Rongrong's mouth and nose.

Evil evil evil...

After Ning Rongrong was caught by Liu Erlong, she ran under a tree and vomited.

"Cao..."

"Cao Mengde, I will never let you go."

Ning Rongrong turned around coldly, her face that she thought was beautiful was extremely gloomy.

hateful.

He actually let her eat farts.

Cao Mengde shrugged his shoulders, "You have wronged me. Every wrong has a cause and every debt has its owner. I didn't put this fart. You should go find that master."

Yu Xiaogang's dull old face was filled with embarrassment.

What can he do?
  It's all because Cao Mengde is too cunning.

It was an unexpected move that none of them expected.

"Good boy, it seems that you sincerely want to cause trouble in my territory? Boss Fu, Xiaogang..."

Liu Erlong shouted lowly.

The three of them once again formed a martial soul fusion skill.

Cao Mengde sighed slightly.

And he said he was sincerely making trouble?

It seems that there is indeed no cure for this group of people.

There is no need to waste saliva.

"Come on, let's see how I, Cao Mengde, beat this dragon of yours into a worm."

"What a loud tone." Liu Erlong shouted angrily.

at the same time.

Yu Xiaogang was also furious.

Two streams of golden light burst out from his eyes.

The most powerful secret of the Golden Holy Dragon.

The true form of the holy dragon.

This is a way for the three of them to fuse their souls and control the holy dragon to attack.

As for what soul skills.

Yu Xiaogang didn't dare to release it.

I'm afraid Cao Mengde will do something harmful again.

Let the students eat their shit one by one.

Only a dragon roar was heard, resounding through the sky.

The golden holy dragon opened its claws and struck towards Cao Mengde.

at this point.

Cao Mengde smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed.

"I wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but I didn't expect that what I got in exchange was alienation."

"No more pretending, I am a Titled Douluo."

"I have a showdown..."

The crowd heard.

There was no trace of surprise on his face.

Instead, he showed an obvious look of sarcasm.

"Is he a Titled Douluo?"

"Boss Dai, did I hear you correctly? What was that kid talking about just now?"

"He said he was a Titled Douluo."

cut……

Ma Hongjun, Oscar and others disagreed.

Look at the other person's appearance.

Not a few years older than them.

It's so shameless to say so.

After Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and snickered, she laughed loudly at Cao Mengde.

"Do you think Titled Douluo is a vegetable seller?"

"Nowadays, there are really all kinds of people, and they always say that they are Titled Douluo."

They admit it.

Cao Mengde is better than Flanders. But at most he is a Contra-level soul master.

Titled Douluo?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

Facing the ignorant ridicule, Cao Mengde ignored it.

Because next.

He was about to slap him in the face hard.

Thoughts move.

The soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black...

Everyone nodded secretly.

Good guess.

As expected, he was just an Eight-Hand Soul Douluo.

what?
  But at this time.

A dazzling red soul ring finally appeared.

This is?

Titled Douluo?

A titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring?

Xiao Wu's face was in an uproar.

His body couldn't help but tremble, and he tried his best to hide behind others and avoid Cao Mengde's sight.

Ning Rongrong suddenly lost her voice and said, "Impossible, how old are you? There is no such young titled Douluo in the world."

Cao Mengde almost laughed out loud.

Did you see it?
  This is a typical case of not shedding tears without seeing the coffin.

People who don’t shed tears when they see the coffin.

"Well, what the girl said is absolutely true. My hundred thousand year soul ring is fake, okay?"

The best way to answer stupid questions.

That is flattery.

Because if you try to reason with others, they won’t listen at all, so why waste your words?

It's better to comply with the other party.

Whatever she says is what she says.

Even though Cao Mengde took the initiative to suggest that the 100,000-year soul ring was fake, everyone was still filled with envy.

Anyone with a brain knows this.

The flowing red aura is dazzling.

Where could it be fake?
  Especially Flanders, Liu Erlong, and Yu Xiaogang.

Their martial soul fusion skills are certainly powerful.

But in front of the titled Douluo, he couldn't make any waves.

really.

Cao Mengde showed his golden right hand martial spirit.

The fifth black soul ring on his body began to flash.

The fifth soul skill.

shoot.

Suddenly.

A huge golden palm stood behind Cao Mengde, slapping towards the golden dragon.

A seemingly simple move.

But it was like overwhelming.

The wave of soul power that rushed towards them was so majestic and powerful that Flanders and the others stood far away, their expressions distorted.

Tut tut...

The Golden Holy Dragon was slapped on the ground, unable to move, and made a weird cry.

The sixth soul skill.

Grasp.

Cao Mengde grabbed it with his right hand.

The shadow of the palm that was slapped on the golden holy dragon also moved simultaneously, and its shape turned into a claw, which was locked at the throat of the golden holy dragon.

As the soul power increases.

Boom.

The Golden Holy Dragon was directly crushed by Cao Mengde.

The three soul masters who used martial soul fusion skills also suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Yu Xiaogang’s soul power is the weakest.

Naturally, his injuries were the most severe. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes were dizzy, and he showed signs of fainting.

"Little Gang..."

Liu Erlong, who was squatting on the ground, rushed forward and supported Yu Xiaogang.

Victory and defeat.

Cao Mengde asked.

"Aunt Erlong, not only have I passed your test, but I have also passed the fusion skills of the three of you. Can I stay as a teacher in your hospital now?"

Never thought.

Liu Erlong's face darkened.

You injured them and you still want to stay?
  A fool's dream.

She swallowed this bad breath for the time being, and would have a chance in the future.

There must be revenge.

"I'm sorry, the number of teachers recruited by this college is just right, so please leave here."

a time.

The frustrated Shrek teachers and students felt very relieved.

What's wrong with you, Cao Mengde, being so awesome?
  What's wrong with you being a Titled Douluo?
  He also mocked the master's level 29 soul power. You want to apply for a teacher here, but they don't want you.

in other words.

You, Cao Mengde, are not as good as a 29-year-old great soul master.

Seeing the sarcasm reignited on everyone's faces.

Cao Mengde laughed.

"I'm not welcome to join?"

"Then I will join."

"Ye Ao, what can I do?"

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