Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 62 Are You Checking Account?
"Let's go, if there is nothing else, let's go back to the dormitory to practice." Ji Chen suggested.

He and Yan Liben were on the same starting line, but now the other party is an eleventh-level battle soul master, and he is still at the same place. He who was originally strong can no longer hold anything in his heart except for cultivation.

At this moment, Song Ke looked sideways at Siyan and asked:

"Is your body okay?"

Siyan raised her head, was dazed for a few seconds and said:

"I'm all right."

She immediately lowered her head and said softly:

"sorry for bothering you."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ji Chen slowed down a little, and explained to her:

"During lunch today, a few senior students said some nasty things behind their backs, so..."

What kind of ugly words can make Siyan lose control?Song Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, and planned to ask the content, but after thinking about it, he couldn't ask in the end, so he said instead:
"Don't care about those whispers, the purpose of your coming here is to practice and control your emotions."

Siyan nodded, bowed slightly, and added:
"sorry for bothering you."

Song Ke sighed:

"It's not your fault. Also, I told Her Majesty the Pope about your matter, and she is quite concerned. She will send someone to pick you up tomorrow, and she will help you then."

What, the Pope wants to teach Siyan himself?Yan Li and Ji Chen's mouths were half opened, and for a moment, they were terrified, disappointed, and even a little jealous.

They don't even know what the Pope looks like, and now this little girl Siyan can get the Pope's guidance when she just arrived, which will inevitably make people jealous.

However, this negative emotion was transformed into motivation in just a few seconds in the hearts of the two.

Sooner or later, I will also be favored by the Pope!The two imagined so in their hearts.

……

After returning to the dormitory, several people began to practice independently.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Ke got up early when it was just dawn.

After glancing at the two who were still practicing, Song Ke changed into a clean and tidy white shirt, black shorts, and high-bang sneakers and left the dormitory.

According to the communication with the three people in the spiritual world last night, he will start to exercise his physical endurance.

But the best way for now is to run a marathon.

After washing up, having breakfast, and leaving the cafeteria, Song Ke started his long-distance running plan around the central square.

According to the memory of his previous life, he divided the long-distance running into three parts. First, he ran fast for an hour, then sprinted for an hour, and finally jogged for an hour.

Converted into kilometers, it is more than 200 kilometers. With this mileage, even an ordinary soul king would be exhausted.

But Song Ke has the blessing of Meteor Tears, although it is difficult, it is only a matter of time to complete it.

Soon, an hour passed, and Song Ke's body began to sweat faintly. He began to adjust his breathing and sprinted for an hour.

The whole process was extremely difficult. After half an hour of sprinting, his throat started to burn, and his limbs were as difficult to move as if they were filled with lead.

Fortunately, every time he was at the limit, Meteor Tears could always help him regain his strength and continue to persevere.

Gradually, he began to master this rhythm and ran faster and faster. Before he knew it, even the jogging for the last hour was replaced by a sprint.

Three hours passed quickly, but with the help of Meteor Tears, Song Ke was not out of breath except that his whole body was drenched.

"Cool!" He stopped, sat on a marble seat beside him, took out a clean water bag from the soul guide on his waist, gulped down a few mouthfuls, lay down on it, and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, his eyes moved slightly, and his mouth opened slightly:
"I've been watching it for three hours, don't you even have to go to class?"

An Xiaomian, who was hiding in the distance, retracted her head subconsciously, squatted behind the stone pillar, and said in amazement:
"How does he know I'm here? This kid is really not simple!"

"Can run for three hours at a stretch, is this person a monster?"

Song Ke stood up from his seat and stretched, took another mouthful of water, put the water bag into the soul guide, and looked at the stone pillar in the distance.

After a few seconds, he twisted his body, turned and walked out.

However, just as he walked a few steps, An Xiaomian suddenly rushed out and shouted at him:
"stop!"

Song Ke waved his hands without looking back, and didn't even bother to say anything.

An Xiaomian held back her anger, chased after him in two or three steps, stood in front of Song Ke, stared and said:
"You said, when you get out of the mimic environment, you can learn from me."

Song Ke calmly looked at An Xiaomian in front of him. She was half a head taller than him, tall and slender, exuding the youthful atmosphere unique to girls.

After a few seconds, he laughed and said:
"So, you waited until my soul power was exhausted before you came to discuss with me?"

"Funny, funny."

"You!" An Xiaomian didn't know whether to refute or introspect for a while, and said instead, "Stop pretending, your soul power is not consumed at all! Ordinary people will be exhausted long ago according to your cultivation method!"

Song Ke paused for a few seconds and asked:
"What do you want? Will you stop bothering me after you spar with me?"

An Xiaomian suddenly blurted out:
"Correct!"

She immediately shook her head violently, a blush appeared on her face, and she suppressed her shame and asked:
"You didn't tell about that, did you?"

Song Ke shook his head quite seriously:
"I won't say it if I say it, I won't say it. If you don't believe me and want to kill me, I welcome it at any time."

After hearing his words, An Xiaomian froze in place, and asked after a long time:
"Yesterday... Did you save me yesterday?"

She clearly remembered that her soul power was exhausted, and she was suppressed by the extremely cold breath. It stands to reason that with her own strength, she should not be able to wake up in a short time.

In that case, only Song Ke could help him wake up quickly.

But the other party is only a junior soul master, how can he help him resist the severe cold and recover his soul power?
For a moment, she became very interested in the man in front of her.

Song Ke shook his head invisibly and said:

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you don't compete, I'll go back and change."

After he finished speaking, he passed her by and walked out.

But after a few steps, An Xiaomian chased after him, stopped in front of him and said:

"The matter has not been resolved, you can't leave!"

Song Ke looked at the girl in front of him and shook his head with a smile:

"If you keep messing around, I will send you to the law enforcement team."

His eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he was probing, but also as if he was making a choice for the other party.

An Xiaomian subconsciously opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but then closed it again.

After two seconds, she separated her lips and teeth, and said in a low voice:
"I just want to know what happened after I fainted, if you saved me..."

At this time, Song Ke interrupted suddenly, and said again and again:

"Don't think about it too much, I don't have that kind of ability as a second-ring soul master."

After he finished speaking, he immediately added another sentence:
"At that time, I was indeed planning to approach the ice cave, but I was still more than 30 meters away, and before I could react, a flash of fire rushed out, and I wondered, could your spirit still lose control in that situation? "

He said it with confidence, as if the voyeurism had never happened at all, and everything was imagined by the other party.

An Xiaomian's expression changed a few times, and she planned to press on the matter, but in the end she couldn't say it.

After a few seconds of silence, she raised her head and snorted coldly:
"You'd better not spread it everywhere, otherwise..."

Having said that, she raised her right hand, gathered a ball of flames, and aimed at the stone beside her and threw it out.

boom!In the sound of the ground explosion, the half-human-sized stone was blown into powder, leaving no slag.

Song Ke swallowed, pretending to be scared and nodded.

An Xiaomian took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. She turned sideways, coughed twice, and asked casually:

"Well, I don't know your name yet."

Song Ke lifted up his clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, paused for a few seconds and said casually:
"Tang Si."

"Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

An Xiaomian frowned, immediately stepped forward two steps, once again stood in front of him, hesitated for a few seconds and said:
"What is your martial soul? I always feel that you are very strong."

She said these words almost subconsciously based on her feelings.

Song Ke gave a "tsk hiss~", put his arms around his arms, and asked angrily and with a smile:

"I said, are you investigating the account?"

"What do you mean?" An Xiaomian turned her head slightly, "I was asking what is your martial soul? Just now you said that you are a great soul master of the second ring?"

She immediately took a small step back, looked up and down the young man in front of her again, and shook her head subtly.

A head younger than myself, this boy looks about six or seven years old at most, and his appearance is average, but there is always a trace of inexplicable feeling about him.

Song Ke was a little annoyed by the other party's scrutiny, so he simply said:
"I'm very busy and don't have time to chat with you. If you want to compete with me, wait until I have time."

This time, he didn't over-communicate with the other party, and walked out straight away.

(End of this chapter)