Douluo: I, Tang Wulin, invite Tang San to die.

Chapter 163 In troubled times, Feng Wuyu!

At this time, Shrek City was in the Talent Recruitment Hall.

"I lost."

On the playing field, a blue-haired man squatted on the ground with some dejection and muttered.

Next to him, three soul rings, purple, purple, and purple, were showing dazzling brilliance. Soul power emerged from his body, and he was a level 38 attack-type fighting soul master.

There is a vague shadow of the blue dragon on his body, and at the same time, there is also the attribute of thunder and lightning - he is actually a young talent with the blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit.

His name is Yuluo, a new generation of talent from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family who has retired from the world. He has strong talent and superior strength.

However, at the end of this competition, his confidence was shattered by his opponent.

"Why are you so strong?"

Raising his head and looking at the young man in front of him who was a few years younger than himself but even more terrifying and powerful, Yuluo couldn't help but sigh.

They are both three-ring soul masters, and their own strength has reached a high level, but the opponent is only level 33. How can he be stronger than himself? !

Especially his soul ring matching... is even more ordinary!

"No."

"It was just a fluke."

On the other side, listening to his words, the boy opposite who was only slightly sweating shook his head, and said so with a calm face that didn't seem to have much trouble.

"Your strength is not bad."

"Under the Soul Sect, you won't encounter many opponents."

This is a young man with black hair, good looks, and full of youthful vitality and aura. There always seemed to be an indomitable energy in him.

In his hand, he was holding a long gun.

This is a magical spear, its entire body exudes an incandescent light, and its body seems to be transparent. There is only a gun blade at one end, but the gun blade is extremely long, occupying almost one-third of the length.

The sharp edge bursts with light and flames. On the gun barrel connected under the gun blade, there are two clumsy words "Qingtian" engraved on it——

The magic gun is famous for its ability to reach the sky.

And the boy's name is Yun Ming.

"It's just a fluke..."

"It's just good luck, right?"

Hearing such words, Yuluo was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but have a sad and bitter smile on his face.

good luck……

I have high hopes from my family. The younger generation of Blue Lightning Star defeated me just because of good luck. What does this mean?

"I'm not very strong, but if I shoot too many guns, I'll naturally go up. It's not a big deal."

Yun Ming looked at the person in front of him and shook his head. His character was obviously very stable.

But even so, there was still a hint of arrogance in his eyes——

"My name is Yun Ming."

"If you haven't joined the academy yet, you might as well... apply for Shrek Academy, haha."

Immediately, he said the same thing, and for a moment he silently advertised the college.

After all, it is a good thing to be a teacher, so it is not right to advertise your own college.

"..."

"I would like to go and have a look if I have the chance."

Yuluo nodded, then took back his martial spirit and silently exited the competition stage, his back gradually disappearing.

"Can I beat level 38?"

"It's a pity that the seniors in the college are always jealous of me. Otherwise, I would just fight them."

Yun Ming smiled, also exited the competition stage, silently walked to his row, and said to himself.

It would be great if my seniors could be cruel. In that case, why would I need to come out on my own...

"It has to be you, Brother Yun."

"The strength is so terrifying!"

But just as he left the stage, the next moment, a white figure swarmed around him.

This is a young boy who is also not very old. His long white hair looks a little strange, and his face is full of admiration and emotion.

His name is Zhuo Shi. Although he looks like an elegant young man, his martial spirit is that of a fiery red-armored dragon. He is a level 33 three-ring attack spirit master from Shrek Academy.

"Not really."

"It's not much better than everyone else."

Yun Ming shook his head repeatedly and denied the other party's statement.

<divclass="contentadv">Master, he said, he must not listen to such flattering words, he must be a humble and upright person.

Well, being humble and upright means that one person will dare to challenge the title Douluo of the entire continent in the future (confident)

"Boss Yun, please stop being humble."

"I also fought against that guy just now. I was almost beaten to a pulp. You are really strong, aren't you?"

At this time, another young man came into the conversation, looked at the other person in front of him, and said so defensively.

This is a red-haired boy with a fierce look on his face, a somewhat blunt tone, and a slightly violent personality... It is hard to imagine what kind of ruthless person he will be in the future.

His name is Feng Wuyu, his martial spirit is Blazing Fire Dragon, he is a level 33 three-ring attack spirit master. He comes from Shrek Academy. At the same time, he is the number one blacksmith among the younger generation of Shrek.

"That's it."

"Wuyu here is completely opposite to Brother Yun. He is about to be beaten to pieces."

With a look of recognition on Zhuo Shi's face, he patted his good brother's shoulder heavily and said with a smile.

Yes, he was there at the time.

Feng Wuyu: "..."

At this moment, the young man named Feng Wuyu was really speechless.

"If you don't open the pot, pick it up, damn it."

Feng Wuyu gritted his teeth, stared at the other party, with embarrassment on his face, and said helplessly.

"Hahahaha~"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yun Ming laughed and looked at the two playful little brothers in front of him calmly.

As far as he is concerned, the two little guys who are much weaker than him are undoubtedly his little brothers.

"Wuyu was distracted from practicing blacksmithing after all. At this age, he has reached the third level of blacksmith and is ready to hit the fourth level..."

"It's already a very hard work to be able to maintain a level no lower than mine in terms of strength, so don't make fun of him anymore."

Soon, Yun Ming also realized that he was not very calm, and immediately paused, sorted out his language system, and said so.

"That's it."

Feng Wuyu said with great agreement, his head almost turned into a small piece of wood. For a moment, it was obviously a huge contrast with his somewhat ferocious expression.

"The forge is still very blue."

"Boss Yun is right. It's not easy for me to be able to maintain soul power cultivation and forging at the same time."

There was a burst of pride on his face as he spoke.

As a talented blacksmith, he has not fallen behind in practice, which is very worthy of recognition!

In this way, I and Boss Yun are still on the same level - one is the strongest, and the other is the most talented in forging.

"I heard from the teacher that his friend will come to him and bring two disciples with him..."

"I don't know what level those two disciples have reached?"

There was a burst of curiosity on Feng Wuyu's face, and he couldn't help but think to himself. Slowly, some of his thoughts began to wander.

"Brother Yun, look at this kid."

"I started thinking about his forging again."

Looking at the other party's appearance, Zhuang Shi, who was just wearing a pair of pants with him, couldn't tell what was going on with the other party. For a moment, he couldn't help but shrugged helplessly and said so.

Forging, forging, just knowing forging...

Although the other party does like forging, in fact, as a good friend of the other party, he doesn't really recommend that the other party continue to be like this...

As a guy who is quite talented in martial arts and is higher than himself, if he does not pursue a career as a blacksmith, but pays more attention to the training as a soul master, he will not be stronger.

"It's not a bad thing to like forging. Maybe Wu Yu will be an excellent blacksmith in the future. I don't know if he can reach the ninth level, but with his ability..."

"While becoming a strong man, I must also be able to become a Saint Blacksmith."

Yun Ming laughed at this, with a thoughtful look on his face, and thought to himself.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no blacksmith teacher in Shrek Academy. If the other party becomes a blacksmith master in the future, it will also be a good thing for the Shrek Academy that raised him.

"..."

But when he was thinking of this, a handsome figure was already close to his heartbeat.

"That may be a bit presumptuous."

"but."

"Can I have a fight with you?"