Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 33 "Low-Key" Campus Life
"Chichi, Gugu..."

Another morning, Ma Hongjun got up from the joyful song, got up as usual, washed up briefly, and started his own cultivation.

Practice lies in perseverance, there are too many strong people in this world.Under the peaceful appearance, there are countless unknown darkness hidden. Without strength, everything is empty talk.

The improvement of soul power is steadily improving, Ma Hongjun has no good way to deal with this aspect.

My current strength is too weak, and I am not suitable to take risks in places where I can quickly increase my soul power. The only way is to hone my martial skills.

In the previous life, although she had seen a lot of martial arts relics through the relationship of his wife's family, but the lack of spiritual power on the Blue Star, it was impossible to cultivate those so-called internal forces, and it was impossible to verify the applicability of these exercises.

And in the world of Douluo Continent, there is endless soul power, as long as the level increases, many martial arts and skills will also have a place to use.

As long as he cultivates successfully, then with the improvement of his strength in the future, he will have several times or even dozens of times more martial arts similar to "soul skills" than others, and they will be more practical and flexible on the battlefield.

Seeing that Yan Yang had completely revealed his figure, Ma Hongjun also stopped his cultivation.

He first went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and then went to the classroom for class.

It's a pity that it's another morning of punishment.

The euphemistic name is that he ran away before the end of get out of class, which angered the old professor, so he was punished to stand all morning.

Humph, it's actually jealousy!
Naked envy! !
The old guy must have heard about yesterday's game.

Didn't you see the female students in the classroom looking at you with youthful faces?
Seeing that he was more respected than him, the helpless old professor became angry from the bottom of his heart, and threw a stack of books to make a bad guy who had attracted the attention of his "fans" go to stand for punishment.

However, all of this was in vain, Ma Hongjun was surrounded as soon as get out of class was over.

The fragrant atmosphere permeated the entire corridor, not only the students from his own class, but even the seniors from the next class came over one after another, asking Ma Xiaopang for advice on how to improve his strength.

Some seniors even challenged him, but Ma Xiaopang selectively ignored them.

Alas, once a person becomes famous, he really becomes a rare animal that is watched by crowds...

Obviously they have two eyes and one nose, but in the eyes of "fans" they are different.

Especially those "foreign fans", they can't wait to eat him alive.

"No, I have to think of a good spell, but I can't let that guy Tian Yang compare to it..."

Ma Hongjun secretly made up his mind, he must think of a good spell, how could he not have a resounding spell for his handsome soul skills?
That is too much to justify!
In this way, Ma Hongjun ushered in the reward of "Punishment Station" again in the afternoon.

This time it was another teacher with a beard who kindly asked him to get out and stand.

Seeing the sky in the distance turn from yellow to red, the day passed in a blink of an eye.

In this way, Ma Hongjun spent the most "low-key" day of his life in another world for more than three years in a happy "punishment stand".

During this period, more than one senior sister invited him to discuss "practice", but they were all rejected by Ma Xiaopang with righteous words.

Are you that kind of person? ! ?
Ok…

I will come to you one by one to "discuss" one by one when my young master and I commit an evil fire.

"Oh, it's really annoying. When I first arrived in the classroom today, I was surrounded by people, yelling to compete with me, saying that they want to see who is the strongest in the class."

As soon as Ma Xiaopang returned to the dormitory, Zhao Ling's emotional voice came to his ears, but the tone seemed a little strange.

"I did the same today, but someone actually asked me if I wanted to join their family. They said that my defensive spirit is very similar to their family's." Frieza also shook his head and sighed, with a smug look on his lips.

Tian Yang kept silent, sitting cross-legged on the bed, apparently he was cultivating soul power.

Sam and little Arthur on the side were envious, and responded cooperatively: "Wow, you are so amazing, there are even challengers!"

"That's right, someone actually invited Brother Frieza to join their family."

I have to say that Sam and Little Arthur were really envious.

Compared to the fact that the only function of the two of them on the battlefield was to hide behind Frieza, they were greeted with contempt, which really made them sad for a while.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to be envious of. You two look at Tian Yang and use the spare time to practice. Do you still need to envy them?" Ma Hongjun closed the dormitories, and comforted him earnestly.

"Look at me, today I was surrounded by a group of school girls, clamoring to discuss cultivation with me, am I proud?
Even in class, the teacher was jealous of my talent and punished me for no reason. Am I proud? "

Ma Hongjun sighed and walked towards the washing area.

"Tell me, is it easy for me? I want to keep a low profile for a while all day long, and I will be disturbed. It's really...too difficult..."

After Ma Hongjun rinsed his mouth, he spit out a mouthful, raised his head with emotion, and looked up at the bright moon outside the window.

Tian Yang felt his eyes open.

He didn't want to practice anymore, and his eyes crossed Zhao Ling and others.

It seems to be saying: can we beat him up?

Zhao Ling: I think it is feasible.

Frieza: Add me.

Sam: Let's go!

"I'll go, what are you guys doing!"

In bedroom 315 of Wenwu Pavilion, an internal war broke out.

Ma Xiaopang was stuck in the small washroom, and five "big men" took turns beating him violently.

"My handsome face..."

"My old waist, ouch, it hurts..."

"My ass..."

Ma Xiaopang, lying on the bed, was wailing terribly. His nasty roommate had brutally humiliated him, leaving him covered in cuts and bruises.

"Be quiet, let no one sleep!"

There is a handsome guy next door, I really can't help it, although he knows the prestige of the bedroom next door, but what do you want to do if you don't sleep at night? ! ?

"That's right, shout something, check what time it is, and keep people from sleeping!" Frieza followed suit, looking very troubled.

Ma Hongjun: "..."

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At dawn the next day, Ma Xiaopang continued to get up early to practice.

It was another day of "worship" after class, and then he was sent to the door to "practice" horse stance.

Time flies, Ma Xiaopang didn't go to class in the afternoon, but sneaked to the library to improve himself.

Anyway, going there is just "practice" on horseback, so it's better to change the taste.

Nothing happened all night, time came to the third day, and a new day began.

Sometimes squatting is quite useful, and it can exercise the stability of the lower body.

At noon, a figure in tights and high heels walked slowly.

"Stinky boy, you have a very fun day..."

The person who came was Ma Xiaopang's teacher, Vice President Tia.

"Come here, teacher." Ma Hongjun hastily put down his book, and said with a smile, "I'm just practicing horse stance and squatting."

"Oh, really..." Tia glanced at the classroom, then stared at Ma Xiaopang quietly.

After a dozen or so breaths, Ma Hongjun looked a little embarrassed.

"Teacher... what can you do with me...?..."

Tia said with a blank expression: "Keep standing, remember to come to my office after school at noon."

After finishing speaking, he turned around chicly and disappeared into the empty corridor.

(End of this chapter)