Chapter 3 Shrek and Moon
The battle ended without any danger.
Looking at the purple soul ring slowly rising from the body of the Mandala Snake, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Tang Ya suddenly approached Tang Wulin.
"Wulin, what's going on with your golden dragon claws? Didn't you just say that you are a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit? Are you a twin martial spirit? Then your second martial spirit is What? Why is it so powerful..."
"Uh..."
Tang Ya's questions kept coming from her mouth. It was obvious that Tang Wulin's behavior just now brought She was greatly shocked.
Tang Wulin was overwhelmed by this.
Even he himself has not figured out what the power of the Golden Dragon King is, so how can he possibly answer Tang Ya.
Fortunately, the attentive Beibei discovered his embarrassment and pulled Tang Ya.
"Okay, Xiaoya, don't get too excited. Let Wulin speak for himself."
After saying that, he also looked at Tang Wulin very curiously.
In the battle just now, his strongest combat power had little effect. The battle was almost won by the two men, Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong.
They are all the same, no one will believe them if they tell them.
And Beibei also wanted to know what the golden dragon claw was that made him subconsciously feel terrified.
Tang Wulin organized his words and said:
"I actually don't know very well. I have been very strong since I was a child, and I have been able to use a strange power some time ago. I have only been able to control a little bit of this power recently. I seem to know that this power comes from an existence called the Golden Dragon King. The rest I am still confused."
< br>His words were both true and false, hiding the existence of the seal between Old Tang and the Golden Dragon King, and told Beibei all the other information.
And what he said was obviously enough to shock Beibei.
"Golden Dragon King? The Golden Dragon King, the ancestor of power?!"
"Beibei, do you know?"
Tang Ya looked at him curiously.
Beibei nodded and told the people present the story he knew about the Golden Dragon King.
As Munn's great-great-grandson, although he is still young, he still has a certain understanding of the legend of the Dragon God.
After listening, Tang Ya's eyes lit up completely.
"So powerful? Then we have found a treasure!"
The ultimate strength attribute! Even Tang Ya knows a thing or two about what this means.
"Well, and in this case, it also explains why Wulin is so powerful."
Beibei took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
"Hurry, Xiaoya, we will return to the academy after you absorb the soul ring. We must let the academy know this news as soon as possible."
Tang Ya nodded, quickly sat down and began to absorb the soul ring.
The next few days were spent with several people traveling non-stop.
It was only then that Tang Wulin found out that Beibei and Tang Ya were both students at the No. 1 College in Mainland China.
After rushing with all their strength, a few people arrived at the gate of the college within a few days.
Beibei said to Tang Ya:
"Xiaoya, you take Yutong to register, and I will take Wu Lin to find the teacher at the college."
" Okay."
Tang Ya nodded lightly and took Huo Yutong's hand towards the admissions office, while Beibei led Tang Wulin into the college and walked deeper into the college.
As he walked, he said:
"Wulin, I will take you to meet a very powerful person later. You must behave well. Do you understand?"
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"Yeah."
Although he didn't know who Beibei was talking about, Tang Wulin felt the seriousness in his tone. He took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and determined not to give Beibei any trouble. Shame on Bay.
Soon, the two came to a freshman dormitory building.
Beibei lowered his head to the old man sitting in the wheelchair at the door and said respectfully:
"Xuanzu, I have something important to ask you."
Tang Wulin looked at the haggard old man in surprise.
Is this Beibei’s ancestor?
The old man opened his eyes and smiled. "Beibei, you haven't come to see me for a long time, what happened?"
"That's it."
Then, Beibei told the old man everything that happened after meeting Tang Wulin.
The old man was very calm at first, but as he listened, his expression changed slightly.
After listening, he let out a long breath.
"I see, Golden Dragon King? I can understand why you came to me."
After saying that, he looked at Tang Wulin aside and pointed at himself.
“Come on, kid, hit me with all your strength with that golden dragon claw that Beibei mentioned.”
“Grandpa, isn’t this bad?”
Tang Wulin hesitated.
He is very strong. If he hits this old man with all his strength, he might get into trouble.
“My name is Mu En, just call me Mr. Mu.” Mu En chuckled and said: “It doesn’t matter, my cultivation level is much higher than you think, and I won’t be hurt by you. Yes, just come.”
"Okay then."
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand.
The golden dragon claw appeared again, and upon seeing it, Moon's eyes suddenly lit up.
He also felt the fear coming from the depths of his blood.
His martial spirit is the top-level dragon martial spirit, the Holy Dragon of Light. The only people who can make him feel such a strong sense of oppression are the Gold and Silver Dragon King or the Nine Sons of the Dragon God.
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and punched Munn with all his strength.
He was already prepared to withdraw his strength if Munn could not block it.
However, his worries were in vain. Moon just stretched out his hand and easily blocked the golden dragon claw.
Tang Wulin felt like he had hit a high wall, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not make any further progress.
Mu En nodded with satisfaction, and with a gentle push of his hand, Tang Wulin was pushed back a few steps.
"Very good."
According to his estimation, Tang Wulin's current strength is about the same as that of an ordinary Soul Lord after using soul skills.
For a soul master of more than ten levels, this is already very terrifying data.
Beibei asked respectfully:
"Xuanzu, what should we do next?"
Moen said gently:
"Let Let him enroll early. Geniuses cannot be treated according to common sense. I will tell Shaozhe about him, so you don’t have to worry about the procedures. From now on, you can just take him to Poseidon Pavilion to practice every weekend.”
"Yes!"
Beibei nodded happily.
He knew that his Xuanzu was determined to recruit disciples.
"Let's go, Wulin, let's go find Xiaoya and the others."
Beibei took Tang Wulin and bowed to Mr. Mu, and then they rushed towards the school gate together.
Looking at the people leaving, Moon narrowed his eyes.
"Is it the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King? Interesting."
Moen's time is running out, and he originally thought that he would never have any plans to accept a disciple in his life.
I didn’t expect that he would encounter a genius of this level before he passed away.
If trained properly, it would not be difficult for Tang Wulin to become the next Poseidon Pavilion Master.
"Haha, it's really an eye-opener. I hope he won't disappoint me."
Moon showed a comfortable smile, leaned back on the wheelchair, and closed his eyes.
(End of this chapter)