Gourd of Douluo

"Fat man, Xiaofeng, are you two okay?" Oscar ran over worried that the two of them were injured.

"Bah, bah." Ma Hongjun wiped his dusty fat face and struggled to stand up, "Fortunately, Boss Dai and Sister Zhuqing's Netherworld White Tiger is really awesome."

Ma Hongjun took Oscar's sausage and ate it. Although he was not injured, his soul power was almost exhausted.

"With Rongrong and I's boost, Fatty's Fengxiang Jiutian had no problem resisting a Soul Sect-level attack, but I didn't expect that it didn't even survive a move from the Netherworld White Tiger, and was directly smashed to pieces." Wang Xiaofeng He said happily as he dusted off his clothes and pants.

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, "Why do I feel like Xiaofeng is gloating about his misfortune."

"Fat man, be more confident and get rid of your eyebrows." Oscar said with a smile.

Wang Xiaofeng walked to Dai Mubai and asked, "How is it? How much soul power is left?"

Dai Mubai opened his eyes, felt the soul power in his body, and said helplessly: "Almost one-third of the time, the martial soul fusion skill is strong, but it consumes too much soul power."

"Martial soul fusion skills are meant to be used as trump cards. You still want to treat them as ordinary soul skills." Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help rolling his eyes. "The power of martial soul fusion skills has been measured. It's no problem to defeat the soul sect. Soul King If you are not careful, you may counterattack, but there is a shortcoming that you should pay attention to. The fusion of your martial souls is still a bit slow, and the enemy will not just stand there waiting for you for five seconds."

Dai Mubai nodded, "Zhu Qing and I will practice more."

Naturally, Dai Mubai would not let go of any method to enhance his strength. With the martial soul fusion skill as his trump card, he could compete with that good big brother.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun made a fuss for a while, and then handed the sausage to the two of them. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing ate Oscar's sausage, and then said goodbye to everyone. It was practice time now, and they were going to practice.

"Mubai has really changed a lot since Zhuqing came to Shrek. Although he also practiced hard before, his desire to practice all day long is too exaggerated." Wang Xiaofeng looked at Dai Mubai's leaving back, murmured.

"This is the power of love, Xiaofeng, you can't understand it." Oscar shook his head and looked at Keren beside him with a smile, "Rongrong, let's go practice too."

"You go alone, I made an appointment with Xiao Wu to go shopping later." Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and said cutely, "Oscar, you won't be angry, right?"

Oscar looked at the gentle smile on Ning Rongrong's face and couldn't say no, so he could only reluctantly accept the reality.

Ning Rongrong saw Xiao Wu's figure and said quickly, "Ah, it's almost time. Oscar, I'll leave first."

"Hey, Rongrong..." Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong's back and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Ma Hongjun laughed loudly and couldn't help but patted Oscar on the shoulder and said: "Hahaha, Brother Aosan, you have to take Rongrong's share and work hard to practice."

"I also went to practice. Oscar is right, you really can't lag too far behind in soul power cultivation." Wang Xiaofeng suppressed his smile and said quickly.

Before Oscar could react, Wang Xiaofeng ran away and disappeared.

The academy fell silent again, and everyone practiced silently according to their own plans until...

"Creak."

The door of the foundry room opened, and a man walked out. He had disheveled hair, an iron-gray face, and an exposed, stained upper body full of strong muscles.

The man looked into the distance, and a very subtle purple energy was sucked into his eyes.

"Forty-nine days, forty-nine days. I finally succeeded."

"Hey, Xiao San, you're finally out of seclusion!" A voice came from behind Tang San. He turned around and saw Wang Xiaofeng wearing his huge heavy armor, running in place hehehehehe.

Wang Xiaofeng was running along the village, and Tang San encountered him several times while practicing facing the sun. However, every time after finishing training, Tang San would silently go back to start a new day of casting, but this time he was there in deep thought, so Wang Xiaofeng guessed Tang San must have come out of seclusion, but his body and brain didn't react.

"Yes, of course you don't have to stay here after the things are finished. Xiaofeng, are you exercising?" After so many days of forging, Tang San could tell at a glance that Wang Xiaofeng's heavy armor should weigh one hundred kilograms. Left and right, plus the iron blocks tied to both legs...

"I don't want to exercise like this. The efficiency is really low, but since Teacher Zhao is not here, I have to do this for now." Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand, "You should take a shower as soon as you come out. Dinner will be served after a while. Xiao Wu saw You must be very happy to be out of seclusion."

"Yes, Xiao Wu has been taking care of me these days." Speaking of Xiao Wu, Tang San couldn't help but reveal a trace of unconcealable tenderness in his eyes.

"It's getting late, I'll leave first, otherwise the animals will finish their breakfast." Wang Xiaofeng reminded.

Tang San nodded and said he understood. Xiao Wu had complained to him about this matter a few days ago, and it seemed that he really needed to hurry up.

Wang Xiaofeng ran around the village a few more times and came to the canteen with his meal stuck.

"Xiao Feng, you are still so punctual."

"Otherwise, why don't we wait until you finish eating?" Wang Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Come quickly and help me take off this heavy armor."

"It's coming, it's coming." Ma Hongjun picked up a few buns and stuffed them into his mouth, then slowly helped Wang Xiaofeng take off his heavy armor.

"Hey, is the mistress not here yet?" Wang Xiaofeng glanced at everyone and found that one was missing.

"You're here early, or it's a coincidence." Tang San's voice sounded from behind.

"Our Iron Man is finally out of seclusion. Hey, why is Iron Man so clean today?" Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with a smile.

Tang San smiled slightly and said: "After finishing the things, we will naturally come out. Calculating the time, it is only a few days before we go to Tiandou Royal Academy."

"It's true that there are only a few days left. We're thinking of tying you out then." Wang Xiaofeng said dully, while everyone's attention was on Tang San, lowering his head and eating fiercely.

"Let Xiao San eat something first." Xiao Wu poured the broth in front of Tang San, and everyone smiled but did not expose her.

After Tang San ate some food to fill his stomach, everyone started talking.

Oscar asked curiously: "Mistress, you have come up with something good again this time, please let us see it."

Shrek's boys have an inexplicable love for Tang San's various hidden weapons, which is normal. For example, Wang Xiaofeng liked all kinds of firearms in his previous life. During military training, he always wanted to touch the gun on the instructor's back.

Tang San said: "Actually, I haven't made many things during this period, mainly because some things are really troublesome to make. Of course, in addition to a few hidden weapons, I also made a more practical thing for everyone."

"Do we also have a share?" Oscar was overjoyed when he heard this, and everyone else couldn't help but smile. You must know that except for Xiao Wu, no one has any hidden weapons on their bodies. It is great to have multiple methods at this time.

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