Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 75 Are You Complimenting Me?

Mu Yan pulled the stool over and sat down, casually said:
"In the beginning, it was actually planned to be held in the school, but I don't know how the Pope knew about it. Therefore, the venue of the competition was changed from the school's spirit fighting arena to the Pope's Palace."

I think this is planned... The corner of Song Ke's mouth twitched a few times, and asked instead:
"Which classes are participating this time?"

The prelude was silent for a moment as if organizing language:
"Almost all the senior classes, no one in the intermediate or junior classes. Oh, of course, you're an exception."

"What about the elite class?" Song Ke asked.

Muyan was stunned for a moment, then rubbed the corner of the paper with a smile and said:

"There are not many students in the elite class, and the dozen or so are just holding titles. In fact, they are all over [-] years old! They are all candidates for the next batch of elders. They will not participate in any competitions and will not show up easily."

This elite class is really troublesome!
With a slander, Song Ke glanced at the paper on the table and asked tentatively:

"This piece of paper..."

Prologue spread out his palms:

"useless."

"However, you can take it and stack it for fun."

Do you think I am a three-year-old child?The muscles on Song Ke's face visibly trembled twice.

He didn't go to get the paper, he paused for a few seconds before saying:
"I see that the competitions above are all one-on-one duels, so what if it's an auxiliary soul master?"

"Don't participate." Mu Yan suddenly had some doubts about the common sense of the young man in front of him.

The disadvantage of him not attending class for so many years still appeared!

Song Ke didn't show too many emotions, he thought for a few seconds and said:

"One-on-one in the audition, if you can stand to the end, you will be the winner."

This is somewhat similar to the previous chicken eating, a scattered one-on-one challenge, and only those who win all the way to the end can win the final victory.

After listening to the other party's words, the curtain stood up and said:

"Rules mean nothing to you, but you just need to remember one thing!"

"Don't hurt people during the competition! Otherwise, even if you are the holy son of Wuhun Temple, you will be punished!"

"Okay. I see." Song Ke smiled, "Thank you teacher for reminding me, I will pay attention."

With a little smile on his lips, he said:

"I believe you can control yourself."

"However, even if you single-handedly win the three of Xie Yue, it is because the other party is unprepared. It has been about a month now. As the soul master and soul sect, the other party will definitely come up with a solution. So, no matter what, you can't take it lightly!"

Song Ke stroked the chest of the woman in front of him and saluted:

"Thank you."

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The curtain nodded and said softly:

"Go ahead and wish you success."

In the next two days, Song Ke continued to practice as usual, Siyan still did not come back, and even An Xiaomian never showed up.

Finally, on the second night, An Xiaomian suddenly found Song Ke and said that he had something to talk about.

Song Ke did not refuse, and led by the other party to the hillside behind the dormitory, admiring the moon.

A man and a woman, the atmosphere was once very awkward.

After about 5 minutes like this, Song Ke took the lead to break the deadlock and asked:
"Don't you have something to say? What is it?"

An Xiaomian turned her head slightly, and said with an abnormal smile:

"What? Can't I let you accompany me out to watch the moon if it's okay?"

Song Ke was stunned for a moment, with his mouth half-opened. Before he could speak, the other party said:
"I'm leaving."

What's the meaning?Song Ke suddenly became dignified:
"Where are you going?"

An Xiaomian didn't answer his question, her expression became far-fetched, showing a little sadness and uneasiness in her exhaustion.

It was a wrong choice for her to come to Wuhundian from the very beginning.

"Speak?" Song Ke raised his voice slightly, a little dissatisfied and anxious.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had lost his composure.

"Sorry, I……"

"It's okay." An Xiaomian said, "Actually, I should have left a long time ago. You know, my evil fire problem has not been solved. The last time I borrowed a mimic environment is the last time. The school said that if this problem is solved If it doesn’t work out, I’ll be fired.”

"My soul power has been stagnant at the thirteenth level, and there is no sign of growth until recently. Moreover, my first soul ring is still a ten-year soul ring, which has already touched the red line of the Spirit Hall to recruit students."

"If it weren't for my special martial spirit, they would have kicked me out of the academy a long time ago."

When she said this, her voice became weaker, so that the final content could no longer be heard clearly.

"Which teacher said that?" Song Ke asked calmly.

An Xiaomian sighed, shook her head slightly and said:
"It's not the teacher, it's the hospital. They invested resources in me but failed to see results. They asked me to participate in the competition again this time. I refused. Maybe this is the reason for most of my dismissal."

"That's because they don't know your potential." Song Ke said unhurriedly, "It's really good that the first spirit ring is a century-old spirit ring, but the strength of a martial spirit cannot be determined by one spirit ring. Huan can still choose a hundred years, then a thousand years, ten thousand years!"

An Xiaomian murmured as if she had lost her desire:
"What's the use then?"

Song Ke frowned slightly, and said after a few seconds:

"Do you want to stay here?"

An Xiaomian was silent for a few seconds, and then showed a wry smile:
"You want to help me?"

"Unfortunately, this can no longer be undone."

"Why?" Song Ke was calm and scary.

An Xiaomian glanced at him sideways, stood up from the ground without saying a word, and took a few steps forward.

Song Ke followed.

Under the watchful eyes of the moonlight, the two went deep along the back mountain path, and finally came to another mimetic environment - the plant-based Wuhun mimetic training ground.

Looking at the blue-green plants all over the mountains and plains, An Xiaomian's mood suddenly became very beautiful.

Her steps became more and more brisk, and her right hand kept stroking the petals around her, looking very comfortable.

Song Ke followed behind, always feeling that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.

After walking for a while, An Xiaomian suddenly turned around and asked:

"If I go, will you miss me?"

Song Ke froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that the other party was silent, An Xiaomian gave a wry smile, turned around, and tried to keep smiling:
"I'm just kidding."

"Actually, you heard it that day, I know, this is not a secret."

"Besides, I'm not a good girl in the eyes of others. My evil fire needs to be released physically, so I have been restraining myself."

"Maybe you think I'm very vulgar, even obscene, but this is me."

She actually took the initiative to tell me the most embarrassing things for her. Can I understand that she likes me?

This is the confession of the farewell night?

Song Ke thought about it for a while, but his heart remained calm.

After all, it's not a happy thing.

Because the other party is in pain.

"Maybe." Song Ke said calmly, "It may be a painful thing not to be understood by others, but since it is painful, why take it to heart?"

"I know, it's very difficult to do that, after all, you can't be truly free and easy."

An Xiaomian stopped, turned her head slightly and asked:

"So, do you also think what they said makes sense?"

Song Ke shook his head helplessly and said:

"They're them, I'm me, it's two different things."

At this moment, An Xiaomian turned around suddenly, and asked with burning eyes:
"What do you think? What kind of person do you think I am?"

Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if a word or a point of view from the other party could save her from the abyss.

Song Ke read the meaning of the other party, paused for two seconds and said:

"You give me the feeling of deja vu, but a little strange, but the sense of distance is gradually shortening. You can say those words to me, which shows that you have regarded me as a true friend."

"Actually, I'm a very simple person. Whether it's doing things or making friends, the main thing is to be comfortable. If you think it's right, you can go on."

After hearing this, the uneasiness and fear on An Xiaomian's face began to surface again.

Because she has troubled the other party more than once, it is very likely that she will make the other party unhappy.

Just when she thought of this, Song Ke said:
"Actually, you are good at everything except your bad temper. As long as you change your temper, you may find something different."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. After all, I still have this temperament myself."

An Xiaomian took a deep breath, then smiled and said:
"Are you complimenting me?"

(End of this chapter)