Afternoon, Tiandou Royal Academy.
A brown streak of light streaked across the sky, and the undisguised pressure caused wind pressure, and wherever it passed, the flowers, plants and trees on the ground all tilted.
"Title Douluo?" Many instructors and students looked at him in surprise.
"A Titled Douluo is coming." Inside the Education Committee office, Meng Shenji, who possessed a great mental strength, stood up quickly.
"I'm afraid Senior Dugu got the news and came here to ask for accountability." Zhilin beside him smiled bitterly.
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