Douluo space fighting god

The two returned to the classroom one after another, Feng Ce went back first, and Flanders came back later.

"Mubai should have just explained the rules of the academy to you."

Flanders adjusted his lines and said, "I just thought about the tuition fee. After all, our college is designed to cultivate monsters.

However, all your future training schedules will be fully arranged by the academy. "

"Also, the teaching in this college may be different from other colleges, and you may even face danger. If you have no objections, just hand over a hundred gold soul coins."

Flanders' face was less cunning and more serious.

Tang San Xiaowu was overjoyed. This was good news for them. The tuition fee was changed from gold soul coins to gold soul coins.

They are not stupid. When Feng Ce went out and came back, the amount changed. There must be some connection between them.

But I just don’t know what brother Feng Ce said to the dean, so that the profiteer dean could be directly reduced from five hundred gold soul coins to one hundred.

Zhu Zhuqing's cold white complexion instantly improved a lot, because once the price was lowered, he would have money to pay, and he would not have to face such an embarrassing situation.

Everyone looked at Feng Ce with admiration and were even more curious about what Feng Ce had said to their dean or what deal he had reached.

Everyone directly handed over the one hundred gold soul coins, and then Flanders handed the box to Dai Mubai.

"Mubai, give this to Teacher Li, who is in charge of finance, and then you can go and rest first."

"Okay." Dai Mubai took the box, glanced at someone in the classroom, and then left.

Flanders glanced at the remaining students present.

"Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Feng Ce, you three stay. Everyone else should go back and try their best to adjust their bodies to the best condition. The first class starts tonight."

Tang San was also a little surprised. Although he didn't know the specific reason, he must have a reason for the academy's arrangement, so he left first with the others.

Ma Hongjun secretly found a place to squat, waiting for everyone to leave, so that he could make a small report in front of his master Flanders.

Feng Ce was surprised, "Why should I stay too?"

"Yes, why do they only start at night? We need to start now." Ning Rongrong also pouted in dissatisfaction. He is a young man.

Flanders asked rigorously: "Feng Ce, although you are a wind-attribute martial spirit and can be said to be the fastest, do you know your current shortcomings?"

He is serious about academics.

Feng Ce was surprised and speechless.

"What you lack most now is physical strength and endurance. For the sake of the future team, you must improve this as soon as possible. Since you have come to Shrek Academy, you must obey our arrangements."

After Flanders finished speaking, he winked at Feng Ce and asked him to cooperate with the work.

After hearing this, Feng Ce felt that it made some sense. He had been eating, drinking and having fun in the past twelve years, but he had neglected to exercise his physical strength. His current speed was all due to the blessing of the Ultimate Feng Wuhun and Feng Dong.

This may become a shortcoming if we fight a protracted war. Feng Ce's goal is the God of Space. If he can't achieve this, then there is no lofty ideal.

"Okay." Feng Ce agreed.

Flender continued to say to the three of them, "What the academy teaches you is how to use martial arts to give full play to your abilities in future battles, so as to make the greatest contribution."

"In battle, you two are auxiliary soul masters, and you need more protection from your teammates. But what if your teammates are Feng Ce without soul power?"

"Of course we'll run away," Oscar blurted out.

"So, you and Feng Ce will do physical training together. Maybe when the time comes you can run one step more than Feng Ce and you will survive."

Oscar smiled bitterly in his heart. Feng Ce was not stupid to run one step further than Feng Ce. Who could outrun him when he activated his martial spirit?

But Oscar also understood that the dean was just making an assumption. As auxiliary soul masters, they had to pay more attention to physical training.

Because they have no self-protection soul skills for the time being, without the protection of their teammates, they can only become fat sheep at the mercy of others.

"Okay, then you just run twenty laps around the whole village. Feng Ce, you can't use martial arts. The other two can use martial spirits to assist. Oscar will lead the way. Let's set off now."

"Enough, enough, move quickly"

Oscar stood still and looked at the two people beside him. He was already eager to try. He must defeat Feng Ce who had not activated his martial spirit in front of Ning Rongrong, so that Ning Rongrong would be completely defeated. Thinking about it made him feel excited.

Feng Ce gritted his teeth. This was also a huge challenge for him, but he would not be timid because of this. He got up and ran out first.

Oscar didn't want to be outdone and quickly chased after him. Ning Rongrong was a little lazy, but seeing everyone running away, she slowly followed up.

Flanders looked at the three people running away with relief, and couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are full of energy."

"Master" Ma Hongjun, who was squatting outside the door, saw the three people running away, then rushed out and shouted suddenly.

"Hongjun, why haven't you gone back yet?" Flanders was a little surprised when he saw that his direct disciple was still here.

"Master, I've been bullied." Ma Hongjun suddenly started crying. He wanted to report it to his master.

"Well, who can bully you?" Flanders asked curiously.

"Master, look at my face, I was beaten." Ma Hongjun pointed to the few minor wounds on his face.

"Tsk, it's okay, it was a light blow." Flanders took a look, and other than this small injury, he didn't see anything wrong.

"Master, although it looks light, I was knocked unconscious at the time," Ma Hongjun complained with a sad face again.

"I actually knocked you unconscious."

"Yes, with one slap, I was sent flying, and then I fainted." Ma Hongjun recalled that the feeling of spinning degrees in the air was indeed not a good one.

"No, no one in this village has this ability. You went to Soto City," Flanders asked in confusion.

"No, it was the new guy named Feng Ce who beat him." Ma Hongjun stared fiercely at the place where Feng Ce ran in the distance.

"Hahahaha." Flanders laughed suddenly, "So that's it. Not bad, a good fight."

Ma Hongjun: ""

"It seems that Feng Ce is much stronger than you. You can call him senior brother from now on." Flanders said seriously.

"No, why should I call him senior brother?"

"That senior brother"

"No, Master, he hit me." Ma Hongjun was immediately stunned. He couldn't make a snitch, and he had to call someone else a senior brother. What was going on?

"I know he beat you. You must call him senior brother. Although I recruited him, I am not his official master yet. If he recognizes you as his junior brother, he must not recognize me as his master."

Flanders quickly explained that it was a good thing that Ma Hongjun just happened to be here. Now he could let Ma Hongjun call him senior brother. Then he would not be able to rely on himself as his master.

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