"Don't move Zhao Wuji, the king of Ming Dynasty?" Yuxiaogang smell speech face is also become some solemn, he has heard of Zhao Wuji's name, is just a bad name!

This immovable Ming king was impulsive and irritable. In his early years, he made many murders. Later, he got into the family of forces and was chased by Titan himself, and then disappeared.

He doesn't know if Zhao Wuji has changed in recent years, but if he doesn't hurt Tang San or Xiaowu seriously

Yu Xiaogang can foresee how terrible anger his teacher will burst out after he knows it!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang denounces Li Yusong, and quickly walks towards the college. Soon he finds Tang Sanhe and Xiaowu.

At the moment, opposite tangsanhe Xiaowu, an iron tower like strong man with a ferocious scar on his forehead looked at Tang Sanhe dance. He opened his mouth and pulled out an ugly smile. He said in a loud voice: "I haven't met any little monsters who can be exempted from the second and third level for a long time. Then I will take the fourth level examination in person!

Your task is to support a stick of incense in my hands. If you meet the requirements, you can enter Shrek college. If you can't, it's a pity. Please go back the same way. "

As he spoke, the strong man released his own martial spirit. Behind him, two yellow, two purple and three black seven soul rings moved slowly.

"By the way, I forgot to say that my name is Zhao Wuji, the teacher and vice president of Shrek college, and the war soul saint of the 75 level strong attack department!" Zhao Wuji looks at Tang Sanhe's little dance and says in a deep voice.

"Please ask Mr. Zhao for advice," Tang San took a deep breath and nodded: "but I think I can hold a stick of incense by myself. How about accepting Mr. Zhao's test alone?

As long as I can hold up a stick of incense under Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao will let me enter Shrek college with Xiaowu. If I can't make it, then Xiaowu and I will leave together

"Good boy," said Zhao Wuji, laughing. "Are you so confident? You know that little girl is level 30 soul power. If she helps you, it may not be very difficult for you two to hold a stick of incense under my hand

"I don't have much confidence," Tang San said with a wry smile and shaking his head. "Mr. Zhao, after all, you are the soul saint of level 75 soul power. I'm only level 29 soul power. My strength is too far away.

But because of this, I can't let the little dance play. I don't want to see the little dance hurt

Xiaowu was moved when she heard the speech, but she was interrupted by Zhao Wuji: "boy, I appreciate you very much, but this is the rule of Shrek college. It is impossible to abolish it for you!

But since you make me appreciate it very much, I can promise you that I will pay attention to propriety and try not to hurt the girl Xiaowu

"In this case, thank Mr. Zhao," Tang San took a deep breath, and the blue silver emperor grew rapidly from his palm.

At the same time, two dark soul rings slowly rose from his feet. The deep light from the Black Soul Ring seemed to devour all the light around him, making people unconsciously look at the black soul ring.

The movement of the little dance is not slow. The soft bone rabbit's spirit is attached to the body, and a pair of lovely rabbit ears appear on the head. At the same time, the slender legs become more slender. The two black soul rings under the feet rise slowly, adding a bit of weird feeling to the little dance.