How fast is the speed of a Titled Douluo.
In the blink of an eye, one could arrive at Donghai Primary Academy.
Leng Yaozhu entered the school, sensed Na'er's Spiritual Power, and then hid her figure to sneak over.
This class seemed to be a PE class. She sensed Na'er mingling with others.
It seemed Na'er had grown a lot these few months and was no longer so withdrawn.
Sighing with emotion, at this moment, Leng Yaozhu had the thought that Na'er staying here was the right choice.
However, after getting closer and seeing it with her own eyes, she was stunned.
Agravaine, who arrived a step slower than her, was also stunned.
Good boy!
...On the playground.
After three months of blending in and getting familiar with his classmates, Arthur regained his childlike heart.
Or rather, he was originally young at heart?
He didn't feel embarrassed either; anyway, he really was a child now.
They were playing a role-playing Soul Battle game, the plot being a knight defeating many villains to rescue a princess.
Arthur was playing the Knight King.
"Damned Knight King, today is the day you die! Don't even think about rescuing the princess!"
The villains played by other classmates swarmed forward.
"Hmph, since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good!"
Arthur was awe-inspiringly righteous as he flipped onto his mount.
He summoned the Excalibur and pointed it forward!
"Where are the Thirteen Knights of the Round Table?"
"This general is here!" Thirteen classmates jumped out, performing the Huaxia military salute.
Don't ask why there were thirteen besides Arthur; it was just convenient.
By the way, Arthur wrote this script and served as the action director.
"Charge!"
In an instant, everyone tumbled together, starting a turn-based battle, using rock-paper-scissors to decide who went first.
Homeroom Teacher was on the side; she had been worried, but now her stomach hurt from laughing so much.
So here came the question.
Where was Na'er?
Playing the final princess?
No.
She was playing the mount!
That's right, Na'er was currently being sat upon by Arthur!
Arthur was sitting on Na'er's shoulders.
Na'er's legs were straight, carrying Arthur on her shoulders. Her originally cute face was flushed red, whether from shame or strain.
Alas, maybe it was both.
Poor Na'er, meeting a beast like Arthur.
Each of the thirteen knights pinned down one person, and now only one villain remained.
"Damn!"
"Crush him! Golden Dragon King!"
After receiving the command, Na'er began to charge. It had to be said that as expected of the Golden Dragon Martial Soul transformed from the Silver Dragon King, even though Na'er was carrying Arthur, it was as if there was nothing on her shoulders.
"Bar... wait, stop first."
Na'er stopped.
Arthur reminded her, "How did you forget again? I've said it so many times, you need a war cry before charging; that's the Soul of it."
"Do it again, show the Aura of your Golden Dragon!"
Arthur cleared his throat.
"Crush him! Golden Dragon King!"
This time Na'er paused for a moment, her face turning explosively red, so shy that she was almost steaming from the top of her head.
"Awo... Awoo..." She issued a war cry.
"More energy! Don't lose the dignity of the Golden Dragon!"
"AWOOO!!!"
Start the charge!
"Barbarian King Collision!"
Homeroom Teacher was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, but she soon wouldn't be laughing.
She saw a hot beauty in the distance walking over with a gloomy face.
Her heart skipped a beat.
She didn't know who this beauty was, but she recognized Agravaine, the East Sea City Spirit Conduction Tower Branch Master, following obediently behind her... The final villain was defeated under the collision of the powerful Golden Dragon King.
Arriving at the place where the princess was imprisoned.
The little Fatty sat there bored, drawing circles.
"My Lord, your subordinate has arrived late and deserves ten thousand deaths!"
The little Fatty suddenly beamed with joy.
"It's finally over. It's my turn, my turn! It's my turn to play the Knight King."
"Uh, then find your mount first."
That made sense. The little Fatty looked around, only to find that all his classmates avoided his gaze.
There was only one Na'er in the class; the others couldn't carry him.
"Sister Na'er," he looked at Na'er pitifully.
"No."
Na'er shook her head, "I only let Brother sit on me."
"That's right, the combination of Na'er and me is locked!" Arthur nodded seriously.
Na'er beneath him looked delighted, holding her head high.
The little Fatty lost all hope in life.
"Skip him, who is the next heir in line?"
"It seems to be Na'er's turn?"
Someone spoke up.
Before Na'er could be happy, Arthur's face suddenly changed, "Ouch, my stomach feels weird. How about we play next time?"
"Next time?" A low voice suppressing anger abruptly broke in.
"I think it should be now, right now, immediately!"
Eh?
Arthur controlled Na'er to turn around, and what met his eyes was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a fiery temperament.
Agravaine stood behind her.
"Uncle?"
"Teacher?"
Na'er's surprised voice came from below.
Teacher?
This time Arthur's expression truly changed. His brain instantly went into overdrive.
At the same time, Agravaine looked at him with compassion and mouthed some words.
Heav... enly Phoe...
Heavenly Phoenix?
Heavenly Phoenix!!!
At this moment, his wrinkled brain was instantly smoothed out; he understood everything.
Why was Na'er coincidentally in the same school and class as him?
Because the Administrator didn't send Na'er to the orphanage; Na'er was taken away by Leng Yaozhu! With Na'er's talent, becoming Leng Yaozhu's disciple was a breeze.
Afterward, with the help of the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, she could naturally find him.
The moment he figured it out, Arthur dismounted smoothly.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Heavenly Phoenix."
A Little Yellow Hair playing with a girl was caught by her guardian.
Tragedy.
"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Leng Yaozhu said coldly, "I said, it's Na'er's turn to ride you!"
"Teacher, I don't mind." Na'er stood in front of Arthur, showing no fear.
Just like when Arthur stood in front of her.
"Na'er." Leng Yaozhu was startled.
In just three months, Na'er had grown a lot; the timid and withdrawn look she had when they first met was no longer visible.
But thinking about the price of this growth made her angry again.
"Sit on up, Na'er."
Arthur had already crouched down. He wasn't someone who couldn't take a joke; he had just been pretending earlier, wanting to tease Na'er.
"Mm." Na'er's face, which had just recovered, gradually turned red again. She gave a soft response and slowly sat on Arthur's shoulders.
As Arthur stood up, Na'er let out a small cry and shyly hugged his head.
"Everyone! Do it again!"
"Here!"
It must be mentioned that children in Douluo grow up fast; the classmates were very perceptive, taking their positions amidst cheers... "Crush... Crush him, Golden Dragon King."
"Uh, Na'er, you mixed it up. Since I'm the mount, I should be called the invincible tyrannosaurus."
"Crush him, Invin... invincible tyrannosaurus."
"Woohoo!!!"
...It can only be said that Arthur was still too thick-skinned; after becoming the mount, he let himself go even more.
Carrying Na'er, he sprinted all the way, knocking over all the villains, unstoppable.
After all, a mount has no lines, only war cries.
On the other hand, Na'er felt even more socially dead than before, curled up on Arthur's shoulders, holding his head tightly.
Watching this, Leng Yaozhu regretted it; this game was messed up. No matter who was on top or bottom, Na'er was the one losing out.
After taking a deep breath for a while, she stated her original purpose for coming: "Na'er, it's time to go back with me."
Arthur was shocked.
No way, man.
Even this can lead to a scene of Na'er's departure.
In the original work, it was at least three years. Why is it only three months for me!
Na'er, who was happily teasing Arthur's ahoge, froze upon hearing this, her unhappiness visible to the naked eye.