Gourd of Douluo

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaofeng originally wanted to wake Oscar up, but seeing that he was practicing, he went to the cafeteria by himself.

However, Tang San was the first to arrive. Wang Xiaofeng nodded to him, made a large basin of rice porridge and a plate of pickles, randomly took a dozen steamed buns and put them on the dining table, and began to enjoy them.

Tang San looked at Wang Xiaofeng and asked: "Xiaofeng, do you eat so much every time?"

Wang Xiaofeng ate the steamed buns and said vaguely: "Where are we now? There are still some steamed buns bought last night in my soul guide. I plan to eat them later. If the dean hadn't issued a restriction, I was not allowed to If he eats too much in the cafeteria, I can even eat him up."

"I think my talent is pretty good, so I'm currently studying it, how to turn this talent into self-created soul skills, so that everyone can absorb the nutrients in food faster and better."

Tang San showed an interested look: "Then how's your research going?"

"It's too difficult. I think there's still a long way to go before success." Wang Xiaofeng scratched his head. After all, the reason why he could transform energy was completely dependent on Wuhun. He now wanted to figure out Wuhun's passive ability. The principle of operation.

"I think we can discuss it. I know a lot about the meridians of the human body."

"This is a good idea. What do you think of the meridians here..."

Wang Xiaofeng and Tang San chatted while eating, and soon began to have a heated discussion. They didn't even notice that Ma Hongjun, Oscar and Dai Mubai were sitting next to them.

"I just think they have something in common." Dai Mubai looked at Wang Xiaofeng and Tang San who were communicating and discussing, and his gloomy face couldn't help but look better.

"No, I just don't know what good things Xiaofeng can come up with this time." Ma Hongjun ate the steamed buns with a smile. Seeing that Dai Mubai's face looked much better, he said cautiously.

"Boss Dai, I don't think it's sweet to be strong. If Miss Zhuqing really doesn't have feelings for you, then forget it. Although I don't know what happened to you, but after all, you are all in the same academy. It’s not good if it’s too embarrassing.”

Dai Mubai sighed: "Yes, after all, I am sorry for her. Fatty, you are right. I will go and apologize to her later. There is no need to make it so embarrassing and make everyone worry."

"This is the Dai Mubai I know." Wang Xiaofeng came behind Dai Mubai at some point and put his arm around his shoulders, "Being bold is the behavior of a man."

Zhu Zhuqing happened to walk into the cafeteria at this time, and Wang Xiaofeng gestured to Dai Mubai with his eyes.

Dai Mubai stood up with understanding and walked to Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, I have something to tell you."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't react at all, as if she didn't hear what he said at all, and was just drinking the rice soup in front of her.

Dai Mubai didn't care. After all, after getting along with each other for the past two days, he also knew how much Zhu Zhuqing hated him, so he didn't care whether she was listening or not, and said to himself: "The fat man is right, you arrogant melon." It’s not sweet, so I won’t bother you again in the future. I had a bad attitude towards you before, so I apologize to you here and hope you can forgive me.”

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he did not expect Zhu Zhuqing to forgive him, so he stood up and left. A trace of fluctuation began to appear in Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes, "Dai Mubai, are you ready to give up?"

"Give up?" Dai Mubai stopped, but did not look back: "I will use my own strength to defeat him. Besides, I have a group of brothers supporting me."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai's back and realized that she had never really understood this man.

"Dang Dang Dang."

The class bell rang suddenly, and everyone hurriedly finished breakfast and came to the big playground.

Neither the dean nor the teachers arrived, but there was already someone on the playground, it was Ning Rongrong.

Her fair and beautiful little face looked a little haggard, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be in low spirits.

It was still Flanders who was teaching them today. This made Wang Xiaofeng a little strange. He hadn't seen Zhao Wuji for two days. Could it be that he took leave to go home to visit relatives?

Flender's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong first, but he didn't say anything to Ning Rongrong, "Okay. Today's class will begin now."

Flanders looked around at everyone, especially Tang San and Ning Rongrong, and his eyes visibly paused.

"Today's lesson is very simple. That is, each of you, except Oscar, must eat three kinds of sausages made by Oscar's soul power. The number is no less than two."

"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed when she heard Flanders' words, and said in disbelief: "Dean, what is this class called?"

Flanders said grandly: "This is called adaptive training. Let me ask you, is life or face more important? When you can only choose one of the two, which one will you choose? Although Oscar's soul curse is a bit obscene, but The martial soul sausage he makes is the best food-type martial soul I have ever seen. During the academy, he is one of you, and you will experience it together. If you cannot reach a tacit understanding with him, it will be wasted The best support partner.”

"At the same time, this is also a training for your mentality. If you can't even do this, how will you survive in the soul master world in the future? In order to survive, you must do whatever it takes. Let alone eating a sausage, when your life is in danger, Even rats, cockroaches, and earthworms will be eaten.”

After hearing Flanders's last words, the faces of the three girls present turned pale at the same time, obviously looking ugly. Especially Ning Rongrong, who already had the desire to vomit.

"Okay, let's start now, Oscar!"

Flanders stood there with a cold face, showing a selfless look. He told the students in front of him with his expression that no one could get away with it.

Oscar smiled, with three soul rings flashing on his body, and recited his own spell: "I have roots..."

After a while, several sausages with completely different flavors appeared in Oscar's palm.

Seeing that no one else dared to try, Wang Xiaofeng winked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun and prepared to step forward. Unexpectedly, there was one person who was one step ahead of him.

"I come."

When Wang Xiaofeng took a look, it turned out that Ning Rongrong had taken the lead and snatched all the sausages from Oscar's hand.

Ning Rongrong looked at the sausage in his hand with a ferocious look on his face. He picked up the big sausage and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it loudly. Oscar ate several large sausages in three or two mouthfuls.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's fierce eyes face to face, Oscar suddenly felt a chill in his body. He felt that Wang Xiaofeng had tricked him.

"This is..." Ning Rongrong immediately felt different after eating Oscar's big sausage. It was obvious that she had not slept all night and was very tired. But after eating the sausage, my body seemed full of strength, my head was no longer dizzy, and I felt very energetic.

Dean Flanders is right, this guy's food-type martial soul is indeed outstanding. She also ate food from the food-type soul king in the Qibao Glazed Sect. Whether it is the effect of the food or the speed of the food, it is completely the same as Oscar's. There's no comparison.

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