My spirit of Douluo is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

Chapter 32 Zao Wou-Ki

Facing her suddenly dangerous gaze, Ning Bai instantly understood what she was thinking, and hurriedly waved his hands: "I'm really joking, don't take it seriously, I'm not interested in big ones."

"When did you know her?" Ning Rongrong asked incredulously.

"Uh... she's from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire."

"Zhu family?" Ning Rongrong was obviously a little puzzled, she didn't understand this before.

"You can ask Dai Mubai for details." Ning Bai poked Dai Mubai beside him with his elbow while speaking.

Although puzzled, Ning Rongrong still turned her gaze to Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai gave a wry smile, and then slowly said: "The Star Luo Empire Zhu family, this family can be said to be under one family and above ten thousand."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at Ning Bai, but after thinking about it, this matter was not a secret, and he knew it and could understand it.

"She, Zhu Zhuqing, is also my fiancée."

"That's good." Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself.

After hearing that it was his fiancee, her mood instantly improved, but she looked at him with disdain again: "You both have fiancees, what's the matter with the twins?"

"It's a white tiger with evil eyes, I think it's more like a lewd tiger." Xiao Wu also has plausible words.

Dai Mubai's face froze, and immediately made a silent gesture: "Stop talking, stop talking."

At the same time, his unusually colored pupils glanced at Zhu Zhuqing who was undergoing the entrance examination, and he was relieved to see that she didn't respond.

Soon, the test was over, and everyone had finished the test, except Tang San and the others, and a few passers-by whom they didn't know.

However, according to the book, these people have only passed the first level, and they will all be brushed off later.

Sure enough, in the second test, only Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu were left.

"Next to the last stage, follow me." Dai Mubai led the crowd to a relatively open place.

In the center of the open space, there is a strong man lying leisurely on a chair.

He squinted his eyes, but the aura on his body made people dare not underestimate him, like a fierce tiger that was dozing, it would wake up at the touch of a touch.

Dai Mubai came in front of that strong man, respectfully said: "Mr. Zhao, this is this year's admission examiner, please have a look."

"Five, not bad." The strong man called Mr. Zhao said without raising his eyelids, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"This year I will conduct the final test. You tell them my information and give them a stick of incense time to discuss tactics."

After speaking, he returned to his previous lazy state.

Dai Mubai's tiger eyes widened, shocked by his words a lot, his mouth wanted to open several times, but he still gave up persuading.

After all, he had never heard of anyone who could convince him of what the latter had agreed to, and the latter was very stubborn.

Back beside them, Dai Mubai shook his head helplessly under everyone's curious eyes, with a little sympathy in his tone.

"Teacher Zhao said that he will personally operate the last level. Originally, you should join forces to fight me. You just need to hold on to the stick of incense."

"With so many of us beating him, are you afraid that we won't be able to hold on for a stick of incense?" Xiao Wu was a little displeased, a little disgusted with his sympathy.

"Teacher Zhao, formerly known as Zao Wou-ki, Wuhun Vigorous Vajra Bear, Level 72 Assault Department Soul Sage." Dai Mubai didn't answer her, but chose to speak with facts.

But before he finished speaking, the girl beside him had a thoughtful look and rubbed her snow-white chin with her jade hand.

After a while, Ning Rongrong seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Zhao Wou-ki? Are you saying you can't move Ming Wang Zhao Wou-ki?"

Regarding her impolite behavior, Dai Mubai didn't say anything, after listening to her words, everyone was a little puzzled.

"Do you also know Teacher Zhao? I never thought that Teacher Zhao lived in seclusion for so long, yet someone still remembers his name." Dai Mubai said in surprise.

"How could you not know each other?!" Ning Rongrong said solemnly: "Back then, with the strength of the Soul Emperor, he was able to successfully fight a bloody path under the siege of many soul masters of the Wuhun Palace. It is said that the soul masters who participated in those sieges still have many soul emperor."

"So strong?" Xiao Wumei's eyes widened, filled with disbelief, she subconsciously covered her mouth.

"I didn't expect that Fudo Myo, who was once famous, would be willing to be ordinary and live in seclusion as a teacher in this kind of place. No wonder the Spirit Hall has been searching for his whereabouts for so many years, but there is no news."

Everyone took a deep look at Zao Wou-ki who was lying on the chair, looking like a salted fish, harmless to humans and animals.

After listening to what Ning Rongrong said about his glorious deeds, they couldn't help feeling awe towards him.

"Since Ning Rongrong knows Teacher Zhao, let her tell you the basic information about Teacher Zhao. You have a candle to discuss tactics."

After finishing speaking, he walked aside, he really couldn't find any chance for them to win, only Zhao Wou-ki released the water.

His mind was a little confused, he shook his head, and then looked at Zhao Wuji who was resting with his eyes closed.

He really didn't know why the latter suddenly remembered to test it himself.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and since Ning Bai had already enrolled, he did not take the test again.

They slowly set foot on the 'battlefield', and their positions are very common. The strong attack is at the front of the team, the sensitive attack is on the side, and the auxiliary is at the end.

And the hub of this team is Tang San, the control department, he stands in the center of the team.

Tang San said loudly: "Teacher Zhao, we have finished discussing, please advise."

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, a carp straightened up, stood up, and walked with his heavy and powerful steps.

When they came across from them, they first glanced at the opposite side and nodded subtly. It seemed that they still knew how to play tactics.

However, his eyes were on the strange young man outside the field, and his brows were slightly clustered: "Boy, why don't you play?"

He already thinks that teenagers are timid before fighting, which makes him despise.

In his understanding, even if he loses, he has to stand up and lose.

"I've already told Dean Flender, and I've enrolled early." Ning Bai said calmly.

Regarding his stressed eyes, Ning Bai did not panic at all.

"Are you the genius that Flender said?" Zao Wou-ki suddenly remembered that the person Flender had been whispering in his ear was the boy in front of him?
His bad impression of the latter also disappeared, replaced by curiosity.

He wanted to know what kind of genius he was, so that Flender, a man with ridiculously high vision, couldn't help admiring him.

Ning Bai didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Zao Wou-ki also managed to suppress his full of curiosity, turned his tiger eyes to Tang San and the others opposite, flipped his huge palm, a candle appeared out of thin air, and said: "Are you ready?"

They didn't speak, but summoned their martial souls to express their meaning.

Seeing this, Zao Wou-ki also nodded, clamped the candle between his index finger and middle finger, flicked his fingers, and the candle immediately landed beside the chair in front of everyone's eyes.

The candle can be seen even a little deeper, and the candle begins to burn due to the friction of the air.

To himself, this scene could be said to be a breeze, not worth mentioning, but in the eyes of Tang San and the others opposite, he couldn't help being amazed.

(End of this chapter)