Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Ning Weilan shook her head helplessly, "Don't be too pushy. You were seriously injured, but my current strength can only treat external injuries."

Perhaps because of her martial soul master's treatment, she even understood his injuries better than Tang Ling.

"That last skill of yours is very powerful. What is it?" Compared to Ning Weilan, Ning Rongrong seems to be more lively. She is curious about the soul skill that can change the color of hair and eyes. It can even be bigger. Amplitude enhancement skills, this enhancement effect is much higher than her current Qibao Glaze.

"Rong Rong." Ning Weilan shook her head and asked about the soul master's soul skills.

"Sorry, my sister talks too fast." Ning Weilan apologized slightly. Although Ning Weilan was born ten minutes earlier than Ning Rongrong, she is much more mature than Ning Rongrong. In terms of cultivation, if Ning Weilan is a good girl, then Ning Rongrong is the little witch, and the reason why she came out is because her father asked her to take good care of Ning Rongrong.

Tang Ling shook his head and said it didn't matter. He actually recognized Ning Weilan, the little girl who once said a word to him in the Star Dou Forest.

After fighting for two lives, he felt a little uncomfortable with such a peaceful night. He didn't know what to say or how to leave.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet. Go back and rest quickly. You have classes tomorrow morning." She, who was always thoughtful, saw what he was thinking and found a reason for him.

Tang Ling said hello and left based on this reason.

Hei Ming and Little Golden Retriever couldn't hold back their smiles anymore and rolled on the bed wantonly. It was so fun. This was the first time they saw Tang Ling look nervous and overwhelmed.

With a dark face, Tang Ling threw two of them out of the door, followed by the sound of the door slamming.

The two sat at the door and looked at each other, thinking about how to get back to the house.

Tang Ling practiced all night. For him, the best rest was to practice. Seeing that the time was almost up, he got up and went to the cafeteria.

Perhaps it was because he stepped on the spot, but when he arrived, the other seven people arrived. When Tang Ling came over, Tang San was the first to help him pull out the stool, "Brother, are you feeling better?"

"Yes." Tang Ling nodded. There were eight people in total. It had been a long time since many people had eaten together.

The fat red-haired man on the side looked straight at the three girls and swallowed his saliva without concealing it.

Dai Mubai bumped him with his elbow and whispered: "Be honest, it's best to suppress the evil fire."

Ma Hongjun said angrily: "Why? Are you going to attack again? I say, Boss Dai, even if you are the boss, you should always leave some soup for the brothers."

Dai Mubai bumped into him again and glanced at Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to notice them. He was eating breakfast slowly, but his face was still cold.

Xiao Wu sat down next to Ning Rongrong, smiling and talking to her. From the surprised look in Ning Rongrong's eyes to Ma Hongjun's, Ma Hongjun knew that they were talking about him and sat down in frustration. , holding the breakfast on the table to vent.

Although Ning Weilan didn't say anything, she heard something.

Dai Mubai coughed and said: "Xiao Ao is sleeping in again. He is always so lazy. Apart from Xiao Ao, I see that everyone is here too. In the future, everyone will live and study together. We have each other. Let’s get to know each other, let me introduce to you, this fat guy is another student from our academy, his name is Ma Hongjun, his martial spirit is grass, oh, no, it’s Phoenix.”

Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes and nodded.

Ma Hongjun thought of something and said: "By the way, Boss Dai, I heard that the new student injured Teacher Zhao yesterday. Who is it?"

Dai Mubai pointed at Tang Ling, who was sitting on the edge, "The one sitting outside, with white hair, is called Tang Ling. His martial spirit is the Holy Light Kirin, with level 39 soul power."

"Ah? He's younger than me, right? Level 39? He's lying, right?" Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.

Tang Ling raised his head and glanced at him without saying anything. When Ma Hongjun met his eyes, he subconsciously shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything. His instinct told him not to provoke him.

Dai Mubai also told Ma Hongjun the names and martial arts spirits of the six newcomers including Tang Ling. After the introduction, Dai Mubai continued: "Everyone will live and practice together in the future. There is no need to be too restrictive in calling them. . Including the four newcomers like you, there are only nine people in the academy in total. Xiao Ao and Fatty both call me Boss Dai, because I am a little older than them. You can just call me Mu Bai, and Ma Hongjun. Just call him Fatty, that guy Oscar, you can call him Xiao Ao or Uncle Big Sausage. Tang San, Tang Ling, how will I call you in the future?"

Tang San didn't care, "Boss Dai, just call me Xiaosan."

"Whatever." Tang Ling was still eating. In fact, he was not very used to this kind of collective life, and he still didn't recover for a while.

Before Dai Mubai could talk about himself, Ning Rongrong said cheerfully: "You can just call me Rongrong. My relatives and friends all call me that."

"Just call me Weilan." Ning Weilan also smiled.

Looking at Ning Weilan, Ma Hongjun's tears flowed from the corners of his mouth. However, Tang Ling glanced at him and Ma Hongjun quickly wiped his mouth. He was about to cry but had no tears. Isn't it possible that all the famous ladies have their wives?

While everyone was chatting and eating, a clanging sound suddenly came from outside.

Dai Mubai quickly stood up and said, "This is the bell ringing for the dean to summon us. Let's go directly to the playground."

A group of eight people quickly ran to the playground to gather. To their surprise, Oscar had already arrived. He was completely different from before. His beard was gone and his face was washed and clean.

"Your beard?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, there are a few new girls here. How can you attract their attention if you don't pack them up? Xiao Wu is yours. Boss Dai obviously has a crush on that Zhu Zhuqing. Tang Ling has a better relationship with that Ning Weilan, so My target is Ning Rongrong, you won’t compete with me, right?”

Tang San helplessly held his forehead.

As soon as everyone was playing around, a figure suddenly appeared. He flew over from the other side of the playground. He was wearing glasses and had a sharp chin. He looked like he was in his fifties.

Xiao Wu said in surprise: "Isn't this the profiteer uncle?"

Oscar said in surprise: "What profiteer uncle? This is our dean, the founder of Shrek Academy, the four-eyed owl Flanders, a seventy-eighth level soul saint, even more powerful than Teacher Zhao. Moreover, he possesses a flying beast spirit, which is quite rare among fighting spirit masters, and Fatty is his direct disciple."

Xiao Wu murmured: "Fortunately, it's only level seventy-eight. I didn't expect that the classic saying about only accepting monsters and not ordinary people would come from his mouth. Uncle Big Sausage, is there any soul fighting in our academy?" Luo level soul master?"

Hei Ming glanced at her. Is this girl still afraid? Why didn't you think about it when you ran out on your own?

Oscar shook his head, "Please call me Oscar, the sausage shop. Do you think Contra is a grocery store? You can find them everywhere. On the entire continent, there are no more than a hundred strong men above the level of Contra. They are all beaten by the empire and The kingdoms under the empire support them. As for titled Douluo, there are only about ten of them in the two empires combined, and this does not include the famous Shura Palace.

Xiao Wu then breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

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I hope everyone can support me and I will try my best to write it down.