Douluo: Kizaru Douluo

Except for Mr. Xiao and Zhang Yang, no one else knew about the fight in the grove. After all, the battle happened too suddenly.

Zhang Yang ate relatively quickly, and when he stood up after finishing his meal, Boss Xiao was still eating enthusiastically.

Zhang Yang didn't have the patience to wait here, so he stood next to Mr. Xiao, pushed Mr. Xiao who was drinking soup, and shouted: "Why are you eating so slowly? Are you a man? You don't have time to eat, right?" ?”

Boss Xiao, who was drinking soup, almost plunged into the soup bowl.

Boss Xiao's father is the city lord. How could he have been so angry since he was a child? He didn't even finish his meal. He slapped the table and stood up: "Good boy, just wait for me. If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be Boss Xiao."

After saying that, Mr. Xiao called on his younger brothers to get up and go to the grove.

Boss Xiao and the others were in front, and Zhang Yang followed behind with his pockets in his pocket. They came out of the school cafeteria, walked through the back playground, and passed through the back door of the school. Only then did the group arrive at the grove where the fight was held.

In the grove, the two parties stood still. On one side were 6 or 7 senior students, all 11 or 12 years old, while on the other side there was only a 6-year-old little Douding.

This is a battle between soul masters, and there is no fairness at all.

Boss Xiao said with disdain: "Boy, I don't know if you are obsessed with it, or if you have the courage to do something to me? Of course, I don't want to know any of this, I just want to know, what do you want to do later?" die?"

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. After a fight, show off your martial arts spirit." Zhang Yang curled his lips and dismissed it.

"You! Okay!" Boss Xiao laughed angrily: "Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student, martial spirit, wolf. Eleventh-level, one-ring battle soul master."

After that, Xiao Chenyu possessed the martial spirit, and light gray hair grew all over his body, his eyes turned green, and his nails became long and sharp. At the same time, a white spirit ring also appeared under his feet.

"Zhang Yang, first-year academy, Wuhun, Huang Yuan. Thirteenth-level first-level battle soul master."

Zhang Yang, who took off his school uniform, also began to possess him.

At this time, Zhang Yang no longer needed to release Kizaru before possessing him, and the effect of direct possession was the same.

When the six-year-old Xiao Douding, who was meters tall, turned into a strong boy of meters tall, a yellow century-old soul ring also appeared at Zhang Yang's feet.

"Thirteenth level of soul power? A century-old soul ring? Still a first-year student?"

The upperclassmen were all stunned at this moment, and then looked at each other in confusion.

This guy is probably a bit too talented.

Looking at Zhang Yang, Xiao Chenyu couldn't help but feel a drum in his heart. Such a talented young man, whose first soul ring is a century-old soul ring, must have such a background.

Xiao Chenyu's father, the city lord of Notting City, once gave him many warnings and instructions. In this world, there are some big families that cannot be offended. They are even more terrifying than the imperial royal family. The royal family will also worry about face issues, but those big families don't need it at all. Provoking them will bring disaster.

Involuntarily, Xiao Chenyu's tone was a little polite: "This battle is just for discussion and publicity, whatever you want."

"Come here, whoever has nothing to do is willing to compete with you." Zhang Yang said simply: "Whoever wins will be the boss of the entire academy."

"Okay." Xiao Chenyu said simply.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss. The world of soul masters is so simple and rough.

"let's start."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chenyu crossed the distance between the two people in two steps and rushed forward ferociously.

Xiao Chenyu's martial spirit is a wolf, and he still has a lot of say in attacking. Whether it is the sharpness of the wolf's claws or the bite of the wolf's teeth, they are all attacks that wolves are good at.

Xiao Chenyu, who was in mid-air, saw the century-old soul ring flashing under Zhang Yang's feet. Knowing that Zhang Yang had released his first soul skill, he immediately became extremely cautious.

Thinking like this, Xiao Chenyu had already rushed to Zhang Yang, waving a pair of sharp wolf claws towards Zhang Yang fiercely. The strength of the First Ring Beast Spirit Master was extremely great, and Xiao Chenyu's pair of wolf claws could easily break stones.

But unfortunately, he met Zhang Yang who had activated his first soul skill.

Xiao Chenyu's attack seemed to be directly in the air. There was no real feeling when his claws grabbed Zhang Yang's body, but it looked as if the wolf claws had penetrated Zhang Yang's chest.

The senior students looked at this scene in surprise. No one expected that this arrogant first-year student didn't even put up any decent resistance, and was directly penetrated by Boss Xiao's wolf claws through the chest.

It seemed that in the next second, blood would spurt out of Zhang Yang's chest, and some timid people couldn't bear to watch the next scene.

But what people didn't expect was that Zhang Yang, whose chest was pierced by two claws, still had a relaxed smile. He moved slightly, raised his right foot and kicked away Boss Xiao's right leg, which kept his center of gravity, and raised his right hand to grab Boss Xiao. The back of the head, and then exerted force.

With a muffled "bang", Boss Xiao was directly pushed to the ground by Zhang Yang.

The suppression at the beginning was not over yet. Zhang Yang struck while the iron was hot and kicked Boss Xiao in the weak spot, sending him flying.

"Bang." Boss Xiao flew three meters away like a football and fell to the ground on his back.

Then, before Boss Xiao could react, Zhang Yang rode on his crotch and punched him hard.

In this way, Xiao Chenyu, who had gained a lot of weight, lost the duel.

The sixth grade students could only bow obediently and shout "Boss Zhang".

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction and patted Xiao Chenyu's shoulder, who seemed to be possessed by a fat pig's martial spirit: "I will be your boss from now on and I will keep you safe in the academy."

Xiao Chenyu covered his face and was speechless, saying in his heart, "Should I use you? My father is the city lord. Without you, I would walk sideways in the academy."

However, Xiao Chenyu thought for a moment, then approached Zhang Yang and said, "Boss, the work-study students will go to war with us tomorrow. Look..."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard Xiao Chenyu's words: "Starting a war with working-study students? Why?"

"The eldest lady of the work-study student, Dawu, came right to her door to provoke her. We just passively accepted the challenge." Xiao Chenyu spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Ordinary students have always looked down on working-study students, and there have been private frictions between the two parties. She came to provoke her as soon as she became the eldest sister. Maybe she wanted to use this method to establish her prestige among the working-study students."

"Is that so?" Zhang Yang scratched his head.

This kind of detailed plot exaggeration has long been forgotten. After all, it has been six years since I came to this world, and I have not seen it in the original world for many years.

"Well, boss, you are also a first-year student, so you should know Xiao Wu." Xiao Chenyu asked.

"Well, we have classes together every morning, so of course we recognize you." Zhang Yang nodded and thought for a while: "It's okay, I will go there tomorrow too. Who said I am your boss?"

"Thank you, boss." Xiao Chenyu bowed and thanked the senior students, and then stepped forward to please: "Boss, are you hungry? How about I take you to the best restaurant in Notting City for a big meal?"

Zhang Yang had an expression on his face that said, "Are you a pig? You eat so much?" "You just finished eating and you still eat? How can you do it if you really don't have time to eat?"

"Didn't you drag me here just after you were halfway through eating?" Xiao Chenyu said with a smile: "Not only me, they are not full either."

His subordinates laughed sarcastically.

Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you can go and eat by yourselves. There is no reason for the boss to take advantage of the younger brother."

"Boss, we are your little brothers. Treating you to dinner is what we should do." The little brother who held the smelly feet said flatteringly.

"Don't you understand? Your boss, I'm full." Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back to the academy."

So, when returning to the academy, many teachers and students saw the academy tyrant Xiao Chenyu and his close friends frantically trying to please a 1-meter-tall little boy.

In the afternoon, the news that the first-year student defeated Xiao Chenyu and became the new boss of the college has spread throughout the college.

In the evening, after finishing get out of class with the master, Tang San said goodbye to Zhang Yang at the stairs of the dormitory, and returned to dormitory 7 with the notebook used for class.

Entering the dormitory, Tang San suddenly discovered that none of his roommates were practicing today, but were gathering together in front of Xiao Wu's bed to discuss something.

"Hey, Xiao San, you're back." Seeing Tang San's figure, Xiao Wu quickly greeted him happily.

"What's wrong?" Tang San walked to the crowd holding his notebook.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Wu patted Tang San on the shoulder and asked, "Xiao San, I remember that your junior brother is the only one among our first-year students named Zhang Yang, right?"

Zhang Yang was born two months earlier than Tang San, so he always called him Xiao San. However, Tang San became a disciple 5 seconds earlier than Zhang Yang, so he was considered his senior brother.

"Of course, Xiao Wu, you have been in class for so many days and you don't even remember the names of your classmates?" Tang San looked like you were asking questions knowingly.

Xiao Wu ignored Tang San's remarks and continued to ask, "Then do you know that he is now the boss of all the students in the school?"

"Huh? What?" Tang San was stunned when he heard this.

"Today at noon, he defeated the sixth-grade Boss Xiao and became the boss of all ordinary students in the school." Wang Sheng explained to Tang San: "Tang San, you may not know, but the sixth-grade Boss Xiao is an eleventh-level fighting spirit. division."

Tang San nodded clearly: "Then what?"

"I heard from the sixth graders that Zhang Yang will also go to help Boss Xiao tomorrow." Xiao Wu added: "Xiaosan, you are Zhang Yang's senior brother and you know Zhang Yang's strength best, so you will be responsible for him in tomorrow's duel. ."

Tang San knew about the decisive battle, after all, the news of Xiao Wu's provocation had already spread in the school.

"Shall I be responsible for publicity?" Tang San thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that Tang San agreed, Wang Sheng was a little worried about him. After all, Zhang Yang defeated Xiao Chenyu, so he asked again: "Tang San, are you so sure that you can defeat Zhang Yang? He even defeated Boss Xiao."

Regarding this, Tang San had one word categorically: "No."