Douluo's pride

Chapter 155 Soul guide, lore!

"I'm going to challenge you one-on-one, now."

Xu Sanshi said sharply.

"Not available, and a waste of time."

Xue Xiaoran flatly refused, without even looking at Xu Sanshi, she just shook her head.

"you!"

Xu Sanshi raised his fist, and was immediately held up by Beibei. The sudden movement of the two in the corner of the cafeteria obviously caught the attention of many students.

"enough."

A cold female voice came from not far away.

"Xu Sanshi, I don't need you to avenge me." Jiang Nannan said coldly, "Revenge seems inferior, so what else can I say?"

After finishing speaking, she nodded to Xue Xiaoran who was looking back and forth, as an apology, and then walked out of the cafeteria.

Xu Sanshi's rude movements gradually calmed down, and finally turned into a dejected sigh.

He never looked at Xue Xiaoran again, and walked out of the cafeteria without looking back.

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother, Sanshi's emotions are still too agitated." Beibei squeezed out a helpless wry smile, seeing Wang Dong's fleeting coldness just now.

He thought to himself, three stones, three stones, if there is such a riot in the future, it is very likely to offend two super big sects at once.

"I don't care." Xue Xiaoran stepped down the steps by the way, and he still admired Beibei.

"Well, I'm going to persuade him, alas."

Beibei sighed, and then left following Xu Sanshi's back.

"What a man who can't afford to lose."

Wang Dong said coldly.

"I understand him, but he's annoying."

Xue Xiaoran said.

Wang Dong wondered, "Xiaoran, how do you understand him?"

Xue Xiaoran rolled her eyes weakly and said, "If you get hurt, won't I cut off my opponent?"

"Oh..." Wang Dong blushed and stopped talking.

"There's a game tomorrow, you should rest early, I'll go back to the dormitory first." Xue Xiaoran picked up the dinner plate and said with a yawn.

He is indeed a little tired today.

"You also go to bed early, and don't stay up late to make soul guides."

Wang Dong immediately exhorted.

Xue Xiaoran was startled, she didn't expect that Wang Dong had seen through, she immediately waved her hand, "How can you be like my wife who cares so much."

"gone."

After saying the coquettish words that could make Wang Dong fall into embarrassment, Xue Xiaoran immediately chose to retreat, otherwise the latter might follow him all the way to the dormitory and ask to sleep with him.

According to his inference, this is very likely.

He quickly left the cafeteria, leaving Wang Dong alone with his head smoldering, his face red and his mouth open.

……

the next day.

Xue Xiaoran wiped her eyes and walked into the classroom, as if she hadn't slept well.

He is the only one living in his dormitory, which virtually provides him with a lot of convenience.

He was able to practice late at night or study soul tools without having to worry about people by the side of the road, and he would like to praise Elder Xuan for this.

Wang Dong stared at him angrily, knowing that he stayed up late last night, he must watch him fall asleep next time before he can rest assured.

Zhou Yi walked into the classroom, coughed, and looked over one by one with sharp eyes, the students unconsciously straightened their bodies.

"Have you registered your name yesterday?"

Zhou Yi asked.

"Okay." The students replied in unison.

Xue Xiaoran yawned again, apparently he didn't have time to sign up yesterday, he was doing demonstrations in the Soul Guidance Department in the afternoon, and even forgot to sign up.

Besides, he has lost interest in this kind of fight between classes, and this kind of battle will not make him improve at all.

"Since everything is ready, let's go to the simulation training ground." Zhou Yi said lightly, and walked out of the classroom first.

Class [-] students crowded out of the classroom, many of them had a hint of excitement on their faces, while some were faintly worried.

Obviously, he has no confidence in the game at all.

Most people in the class signed up, and they were all assigned to the front row of seats, while the students who didn't sign up, most of them were auxiliary department and food department soul masters, sat in the back row.

The rules of the battle are very simple, strong attack against strong attack, agility against agility, control against control, to ensure that there is no restraint.

Under the surprised eyes of her classmates, Xue Xiaoran sat majestically in the back row and forgot to sign up. It's not my fault, is it?
However, the students were obviously relieved when they saw that Xue Xiaoran didn't need to make an appearance.

Because the opponent's soul power level is 41, if they meet, there is only one way to be eliminated.

With Zhou Yi's stop, the match started quickly.

The vibrations from the feet, as well as the occasional shouts and constant applause from the fighters.

The time for fighting comes and goes quickly, and students studying in this class naturally have a relatively clear grasp of each other's soul skills, so they can tell who is strong and who is weak at a glance.

After watching a few battles, Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly. Although he said that he could use soul tools, there were not many students who actually used them.

The rings are the most commonly used, and it turns out that they really have no experience in using soul tools to fight.

"Teacher Zhou, what's the matter?" Wang Yan looked at Zhou Yi's frown, and raised his head involuntarily and asked.

"It seems that they have no experience in using soul tools to fight." Zhou Yi shook his head.

Wang Yan watched the soul skills fluttering in the simulated practice field, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, Shrek's students have no experience in using soul tools to fight before, and this is one of the reasons why we lost in the competition." With a bit of bitterness, he said, "However, if Mr. Zhou wants to set a goal for his classmates, having a student would be a good choice."

"Who?"

"Xue Xiaoran."

……

"In the next battle, Xue Xiaoran will face off against Zhou Sichen."

Wang Yan shouted lightly, seeing Xue Xiaoran's gaze, and explained with a smile on his face, "Yesterday, Xue Xiaoran went to the Soul Guidance Department, so I didn't have time to sign up, so I wrote his name down." go up."

"No problem, Xue Xiaoran?"

Wang Yan asked gently.

"no problem."

Xue Xiaoran looked at Wang Yan's gaze, and thought of Teacher Zhou Yi's guidance yesterday, and immediately understood what Wang Yan wanted him to do.

Very simple

How does a soul master equipped with a soul tool fight.

Zhou Sichen's face turned bitter, but he didn't complain, and stood up bravely amidst the applause of the crowd, and walked onto the simulation training field.

"How many soul tools to use?" Xue Xiaoran approached Wang Yan and asked in a low voice.

The corner of Wang Yan's mouth twitched, and he said, "Peace is the most important thing in friendly competitions."

He has a little understanding of Xue Xiaoran's soul guide arsenal, if Xue Xiaoran's agitation hurts the other party, it will be embarrassing

"understood."

Xue Xiaoran nodded, and walked across to Zhou Sichen under Zhou Yi's scrutinizing gaze.

"Zhou Sichen." Zhou Sichen said dryly with a hoarse voice.

"Xue Xiaoran."

Xue Xiaoran cupped her fists, then took a few steps back and looked at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan raised his right hand high, then swung it down, and shouted at the same time: "The simulation match begins!"

Zhou Sichen took a defensive stance in an instant, and did not step forward immediately to start a battle with Xue Xiaoran.

This is a very reasonable judgment, because his spirit power level is lower than that of Xue Xiaoran, and he can only fight for a long time if he wants to win.

But in Xue Xiaoran's eyes, he became a moving target.

With a crisp sound, Xue Xiaoran had already grasped the familiar soul-guided sword cannon in her hand, aiming at Zhou Sichen.
Wang Yan's face turned dark.

Zhou Sichen looked at the strange soul guide aimed at him and the dark muzzle, even a fool would know that it was a weapon like a soul guide ray, so he quickly shouted and rushed towards Xue Xiaoran!
"Sound judgment, but too slow."

The muzzle of the fifth-level soul guidance gun was quickly stained with a layer of deep red.

"Quickly recharge, the refilling is complete." Xue Xiaoran said indifferently, and the pair of bitong looked at Zhou Sichen who was rushing, and pulled the trigger.

"emission!"

(End of this chapter)