Walking into the village, Chen Xiaoming can see all wooden buildings. The buildings are simple and simple. It seems that they have been for a certain year.

After a short walk, I came to an open space, which is about 500 square meters, just in the middle of Shrek college.

There are other wooden buildings around. Chen Xiaoming looked around and was not interested.

Followed Dai mubai to the depths of the college.

Before long, I came to an attic, which was obviously a little better than the previous wooden buildings, but it was still a little primitive.

Knowing that he had reached his destination, Chen Xiaoming glanced at Dai mubai, who stopped in front of him, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"When you arrive, the dean is up there. Go there yourself."

He turned back to Chen Xiaoming and said a word. He looked again. He didn't think much. He turned and left directly.

But his intuition told him that the man in front of him seemed like a bad comer.

"Well, thanks, evil eyes white tiger · Dai mubai!"

Nodded, Chen Xiaoming smiled and shouted Dai mubai's name.

Dai mubai's expression changed. He didn't seem to have told him his name. At the foot of his foot, his figure had retreated to one side.

Just vigilant landing, Dai mubai looked at it again, but he was stunned in an instant.

At this moment, Chen Xiaoming's feet are gorgeous and glittering. A magnificent soul force fluctuates and spreads out. The surrounding air seems to be squeezed. Dai mubai can't breathe.

The pupils of his eyes widened and stared in horror at the soul ring slowly rising at Chen Xiaoming's feet.

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

Two yellow, two purple, three black, a total of seven soul rings flashing, from bottom to top, rhythmically moving around Chen Xiaoming.

Soul saint! Seven ring soul saint!

Dai Mu couldn't believe it in his white eyes. In front of him, the man who looked only about 20 years old was actually a soul saint of more than 70 levels.

"Whew, whew."

Two figures rushed out of the pavilion in an instant. One of them looked very ordinary, but he looked very strong. The broad shoulders were like walls, and his coat could not cover up his magnificent muscles like cast iron, which virtually exuded a strong compressive force.

Don't move Ming Wang Zhao Wuji!

Chen Xiaoming recognized the latter's soul power and body shape, put pure light in his eyes, and then looked at another figure.

About fifty years old, with a hooked nose, a protruding chin, a flat face, a pair of black framed crystal glasses, and pure light in his eyes.

Four Eyed owl Flander!

"Dean, Miss Zhao, this man said he was looking for you."

Dai mubai, who retreated to one side, was relieved to see frande and others coming, and whispered slightly.

"Huh? Looking for us?"

Frank's eyes flashed and he looked at Zhao Wuji. They were here anonymously. Few people knew. He didn't know the people in front of him.

Zhao Wuji also shook his head in confusion. For a time, they couldn't help being dignified.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not looking for revenge. I just heard that Shrek college is quiet and elegant. It's a good place for the elderly, so I want to come and ask for a job."

Casually glanced at the surrounding environment, smiled at Dai mubai and felt it. He didn't find Tang San and others. Chen Xiaoming couldn't help changing his mind.

If there is a system, it can be upgraded everywhere. Why not wait here and see the people you once wanted to see before you go.

Chen Xiaoming's words fell, and frank and Zhao Wuji were stunned.

Pension?

I glanced at Chen Xiaoming's face in his twenties. Can I say such a bad reason?

"It seems that you two don't believe it."

Chen Xiaoming doesn't believe his own reasons, and naturally doesn't think Flander and others will believe them.

But it doesn't matter. In this world, sometimes it's better to speak with strength.

"Come on, I've heard the reputation of the immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji and the Four Eyed owl Frank. It's rare to see them today. Since they don't believe it, they'd better have a fight and talk about it again."

The sound containing soul power floated in Shrek college. Chen Xiaoming calmly made an invitation to Zhao Wuji and frank.

The seven soul rings at the foot are flashing, and the soul force is condensed, waiting for the hand.

Two yellow, two purple, three black, such a perfect soul ring configuration made Frank and Zhao Wuji suddenly in their hearts.

At a young age, the soul holy practice is a perfect soul ring configuration.

"Which sect has trained this peerless genius!"

He secretly praised Zhao Wuji in his heart. He looked at Zhao Wuji, but he passed a message to Zhao Wuji.

If such a peerless genius is really cultivated by any sect, once it hurts the other party, Shrek will be finished.

"In that case, sir, we should accompany ourselves."

Frande thought clearly that such a person could not be provoked by him and Zhao Wuji.

"That's good. I'm welcome."

No matter what Zhao Wuji and others think, the purpose of Chen Xiaoming's coming here is to fight. Otherwise, Chen Xiaoming feels a little flustered when he has this strength.

"The first soul skill, whip!"

On the right hand, the green tree wu soul emerged, and the emerald green branches quickly rushed out of the Wu soul and went straight to Zhao Wuji and frande.

"Lao Zhao, go."

Frank shouted, and the two cooperated with each other. Frank's soul possessed him, and his wings shook behind him and flew into the air.

"Drink."

Zhao Wuji's face coagulated slightly, roared, and his body suddenly expanded. The terrible muscles of the whole body almost doubled, and even the height was raised by one meter in an instant. The whole body was covered with a layer of thick brown hair,.

Seven dazzling soul rings rose at the same time, two yellow, two purple and three black. Seven terrible soul rings were attached to him.

His eyes were cold and his fists were clenched. Among the seven soul rings on his body, the first yellow Soul Ring lit up instantly.

"The first soul skill does not move the Ming king."

The strong golden light enveloped Zhao Wuji, and his heavy fists slowly opened. The soul force on it condensed, and the second yellow soul ring at his feet lit up again.

"The second soul skill is the powerful Vajra palm."

With the injection of the soul ring, the palm instantly turned golden, doubled in volume, and shot directly at the attacking branches.

In the face of a strong soul Saint at the same level, Zhao Wuji didn't dare to be careless. When he came up, he directly launched the first and second soul skills.

"Pa, PA, PA, PA..."

A series of explosions, the dancing crisp and tender branches were smashed by Zhao Wuji's powerful King Kong palm, and the golden light was released. Zhao Wuji rushed out of the branch attack and took a picture of Chen Xiaoming.

Calmly looking at the attacking Zhao Wuji, the fighting spirit in Chen Xiaoming's eyes was also stimulated and burned.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being the king of immobility. It's good to come!"