Heaven Dou Empire, Shrek Academy, the edge of the secluded martial arts field in the back mountain.
"Old poisonous creature, I appreciate your kindness." Zhao Wuji's iconic, sonorous and hoarse voice broke the silence. He grinned, and the scars on his face moved slightly, with A kind of rough and heroic, "But I don't need to trouble you when I go to Sunset Forest this time. I am familiar with that place. I took the Little Monsters to experience it, and I have been digging in a lot."
Standing opposite him was Dugu Bo, with white beard and hair, a pale face, and a pair of blue eyes shining Youyou under the shade of the trees. He was wearing the iconic dark green robe, with his hands in his sleeves. He raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and hummed. "Familiar? Are you familiar with me? I have lived in the woods for decades, do you Zhao Wuji dare to say you know better than me?"
He took a step forward, staring at Zhao Wuji with his green eyes, and said with unquestionable certainty in his tone, "I'll follow Sunset Forest. I can't help you with anything else, but at least I can protect you from those poisons, miasma, and erosion!"
"Old poisoner," Zhao Wuji also took a step forward, the two of them were almost nose to nose, his heavy breathing sprayed on Dugu Bo's face, his tone was extremely sincere, "You are right, Sunset Forest With 's familiarity, especially with those dank poisons, I, Zhao Wuji, can't catch up with you even with a finger. With you following me, this journey will be 70% safer, and I can save half of my worries."
Dugu Bo raised his chin slightly and snorted, accepting this "belated" recognition. He knew that Zhao Wuji was a real person, and being able to say this meant he truly recognized his ability.
"But," Zhao Wuji changed the topic, looking over Dugu Bo's shoulder and looking at the waiting team not far away, with unshakable trust and determination shining in his eyes, "I believe in them."
Dugu Bo followed his gaze.
At the edge of the martial arts arena, the sun shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting bright and flickering light spots on the figures.
The first two people have very different temperaments, but they are equally outstanding. The one on the left is wearing a green shirt and has a tall and straight posture. Just standing there casually gives people an unfathomable feeling. It is Gale Douluo Feng Xiaotian.
The person on the right has short, flaming red hair, standing erect, with a tall and muscular body, and strong muscles. He is full of explosive power. He is Flame Dragon Douluo Huo Wushuang.
Behind these two Titled Douluo, there were seven or eight figures standing. They were both men and women. Although they deliberately restrained their auras, the powerful Soul Power pressure belonging to the Soul Douluo level still vaguely permeated the surroundings, making the air seem a bit solemn. These people are the mainstay of the Shrek Academy. They are elite teachers or guests who have been trained and recruited by the college for many years and have rich practical experience.
Such a team, standing quietly, naturally formed an invincible momentum. The two Titled Douluo were like sharp spear points and solid shields, while the nearly ten Soul Douluo behind them were like a thick city wall, providing all-round support and coordination. The sun shone on them, as if they were covered with a layer of golden battle clothes.
Zhao Wuji's eyes returned to Dugu Bo's face, full of pride and determination. "Old poison, I know you are worried about us, afraid that we will capsize in the gutter. But look, isn't this lineup enough to deal with those Soul Beast in Sunset Forest?
We are not going to some unknown place, we are going to a place we are familiar with. If even this requires you, Poison Douluo, to personally escort us, then wouldn't it mean that all the years of training and life-and-death fights we have put in have been trained on dogs? Do we still need Shrek Academy's face?"
Dugu Bo was silent. His green eyes stayed on Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang for a moment, and then slowly swept across the steady figures behind them. After a long while, Dugu Bo let out an unexplained hum from his nasal cavity, which was regarded as agreeing with Zhao Wuji's statement.
But when he flipped his wrist, the familiar, thumb-sized, dark green jade bottle still appeared in the palm of his hand. "This is 'Bilin Pill', a new gadget that I just made recently." He put the jade bottle into Zhao Wuji's rough hand without any explanation, lest you really encounter something that I have never seen before, don't remember to use it until you have to."
Zhao Wuji held the jade bottle in his hand that was warm but contained powerful medicinal power, and his heart was burning. He knew that this "Bilin Pill" must have cost Dugu Bo countless efforts and rare medicinal materials, and its value is immeasurable. This friendship is heavy.
He nodded heavily, his voice a little choked. "Thank you, old poison! I, Zhao Wuji, will remember this love in my heart! When I come back, please drink up all the good wine Flender has collected! Don't leave a drop for him!"
"Who cares about the bad wine of that profiteer?" Dugu Bo turned away and waved his hand, as if he was impatient, "Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here. If you linger any longer, the sun will go down."
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, said no more, put the precious jade bottle away close to his body, turned around, and strode towards the waiting team. His steps were steady and powerful, and there was a dull thumping sound when he stepped on the ground, showing the owner's high fighting spirit and absolute confidence.
"Teacher Zhao." Feng Xiaotian took a step forward and bowed in salute, his posture respectful but without losing the calm demeanor of Titled Douluo.
"Vice President Zhao, I'm waiting for you! This time we will definitely find you the ninth Soul Ring who is most worthy of your name of 'Immovable Wisdom King'!" Huo Wushuang grinned, showing his white teeth, and patted Zhao Wuji's strong arm hard, making a dull sound, which seemed intimate and full of power.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang, and then looked at the Soul Douluos behind them who had calm auras and firm eyes. From those eyes, he saw respect, trust, and determination to fight side by side and go to dangerous places together.
He felt a surge of pride in his chest and nodded vigorously. The sound was like a bell, making the surrounding leaves rustle:
"Okay! No more nonsense! Brothers, let's set off! The target is Sunset Forest! This time, if I don't get the right ninth ring, I, Old Zhao, won't come back!"
"Let's go!" Everyone roared in unison. Although it was not loud, it had a sonorous taste of iron and blood, and the momentum was amazing.
There was no more ceremony. Under the simple instructions of Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang, the two Titled Douluo moved in tandem with Zhao Wuji and several who were good at defense and assistance. Soul Douluo was in the middle, and the other Soul Douluo were scattered on both sides and behind the team, forming a formation that was both offensive and defensive. They rushed towards Sunset Forest and soon disappeared.
At the edge of Sunset Forest, the evening wind blew past a strong team, with confidence and expectation, stepping into this ancient forest. Deeper in the forest, there seemed to be a slight movement.