Douluo's Gourd

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaofeng originally wanted to wake up Oscar, but seeing him practicing, he went to the cafeteria by himself.

But Tang San was the first to come, Wang Xiaofeng nodded to him, made a big bowl of rice porridge, and a plate of pickles, randomly took a dozen steamed buns and put them on the dining table, and began to enjoy them.

Tang San looked at Wang Xiaofeng and asked: "Xiaofeng, do you eat so much every time?"

Wang Xiaofeng ate the steamed buns and said vaguely: "Where are we going? I still have some steamed buns I bought last night in my soul guide, and I plan to eat them later. If it wasn't for the dean's order, I wouldn't be allowed to be here." If I eat too much in the cafeteria, I can eat him poorly."

"I think my talent is not bad, so I'm currently studying it, how to turn this talent into self-created soul skills, so that everyone can absorb the nutrients in food faster and better."

Tang San showed an interested look: "Then how is your research going?"

"It's too difficult. I think there is still a long way to go before success." Wang Xiaofeng scratched his head. After all, the reason why he was able to transform energy was all done by relying on the martial soul. He wanted to figure out the passive ability of the martial soul right now. The principle of operation.

"I think we can discuss it. I still know a lot about the meridians of the human body."

"That's a good idea, do you think the meridians here..."

Wang Xiaofeng and Tang San ate and chatted, and soon began to discuss intensely, even Ma Hongjun, Oscar and Dai Mubai didn't realize they were sitting beside them.

"I thought they had something in common." Dai Mubai looked at Wang Xiaofeng and Tang San who were communicating and discussing, his gloomy expression couldn't help but look better.

"That's not true, I just don't know what good things Xiaofeng can come up with this time." Ma Hongjun ate the steamed buns with a smile, seeing that Dai Mubai's face had improved a lot, he said cautiously.

"Boss Dai, I don't think a twisted melon is sweet. If Miss Zhuqing really doesn't have feelings for you, then forget it. Although I don't know what happened to you, you are all from the same academy after all. It's not good to be too embarrassing."

Dai Mubai sighed: "Yeah, after all I'm sorry for her, Fatty, you're right, I'll apologize to her later. There's no need to make it so embarrassing and make everyone worry."

"This is the Dai Mubai I know." Wang Xiaofeng did not know when he came behind Dai Mubai, and put his arms around his shoulders, "Dare to be brave is the behavior of a man."

It happened that Zhu Zhuqing walked into the cafeteria at this time, Wang Xiaofeng gestured to Dai Mubai with his eyes.

Dai Mubai stood up understandingly, and walked in front of Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhu Qing, I have something to tell you."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't respond at all, as if she didn't hear what he said at all, she was just drinking the rice soup in front of her.

Dai Mubai didn't care either, after all after these two days of getting along, he also knew how much Zhu Zhuqing hated him, so he didn't care if she was listening or not, and said to himself: "The fat man is right, the twisted melon It’s not sweet, so I won’t bother you in the future, I treated you a little badly before, I apologize to you here, and hope you can forgive me.”

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing to forgive him, so he got up and left, Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes began to show a wave of fluctuation, "Dai Mubai, are you ready to give up?"

"Give up?" Dai Mubai stopped, but didn't look back: "I will use my strength to defeat him, besides, there are a group of brothers around me supporting me."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai's back, and found that she didn't really know this man.

"Dangdangdang."

The class bell rang suddenly, and everyone hurriedly finished their breakfast and came to the big playground.

Neither the principal nor the teachers arrived, but there was already a person on the playground, it was Ning Rongrong.

Her fair and beautiful little face looked haggard, her eyes were red, and her spirit seemed to be very low.

Flender is still teaching them today.This made Wang Xiaofeng a little strange, he hadn't seen Zhao Wuji for two days, did he ask for leave to go home to visit relatives?

Flender's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong first, but he didn't say anything to Ning Rongrong, "Okay. Today's class starts now."

Flender looked around at everyone, especially Tang San and Ning Rongrong, his gaze paused obviously.

"Today's lesson is very simple. Except for Oscar, each of you must eat three kinds of sausages made by Oscar's soul power, and the number should not be less than two."

"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed as soon as she heard Flender's words, and said in disbelief, "Dean, what class is this called?"

Flender said grandly: "This is called adaptive training. Let me ask you, is life or face important? When you can only choose one of the two, which one would you choose? Although Oscar's soul curse is a little wretched, but The Wuhun sausage he made is the best food-type Wuhun I have ever seen. During the academy, he was one of you, and you will practice together. If you can’t reach a tacit understanding with him, it will be a waste The best support partner."

"At the same time, this is also a training for your mentality. If you can't even do this, how will you survive in the world of soul masters in the future? In order to survive, you must use any means. Let alone eating a sausage, when your life is in danger, Even mice, cockroaches, and earthworms will eat them."

Hearing Flender's last words, the faces of the three girls present turned pale at the same time, obviously looking ugly.Especially Ning Rongrong, who already had the desire to vomit.

"Okay, let's start now, Oscar!"

Flender stood there with a cold face, with a stern and selfless look, and he told the students in front of him with his expression that no one should get away with it.

Oscar chuckled, with three spirit rings flashing on his body, he recited his own spell: "I have roots..."

After a while, several sausages with very different flavors appeared in Oscar's palm.

Seeing that no one else dared to try, Wang Xiaofeng gave Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun a wink, and was about to step forward, but he didn't expect that there was someone who was one step ahead of him.

"I come."

Wang Xiaofeng saw that it was Ning Rongrong who took the first step and snatched all the sausages from Oscar's hand.

Ning Rongrong looked at the sausage in his hand with a ferocious expression, picked up the big sausage and stuffed it into his mouth, crunching it.Oscar ate a few large sausages in two mouthfuls.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's fierce eyes face to face, Oscar suddenly felt chills all over his body, and he felt that Wang Xiaofeng had screwed him over.

"This is..." After eating Oscar's big sausage, Ning Rongrong instantly felt different.Obviously she didn't sleep all night, and she was very tired.But after eating the sausage, my body seems to be full of strength, my head is not dizzy, and my whole body is very energetic.

Dean Flender is right, this guy's food-type martial spirit is really outstanding, she has also eaten the food of the food-type soul king in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, no matter the effect of the food or the speed of the food, it is completely comparable to Oscar No comparison.

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