Douluo's Demon Sword

The next morning, Dugu Lan got up early and walked to the cafeteria. Tang San and Xiao Wu had already picked up their plates and started eating.When Wang saw Dugulan coming, a strange look flashed in their eyes.

Tang San said: "Your martial spirit is very magical. If I read it correctly, it is probably more than what it seems on the surface, right?"

Dugulan felt awe-struck in her heart. She was truly worthy of being the protagonist of the world. She could see the extraordinary qualities of the magic sword after only seeing it once.

"Yes." Dugu Lan did not intend to conceal, "Everyone who was injured by the magic sword will always flow out of blood!"

After hearing Dugu Lan's explanation, Tang San and Xiao Wu had looks of horror in their eyes at the same time, and then Xiao Wu looked at Dugu Lan with confusion.

Zhao Wuji was also injured by the magic sword yesterday, so why was he fine?

But on this point, Dugulan did not intend to explain more. Instead, Tang San said slowly: "Teacher Zhao was not fine yesterday. He was bleeding at the beginning, but later Dugulan did something. The blood will stop flowing."

Xiao Wu thought about it carefully, as if it was indeed the case, and then looked at Dugu Lan with a somewhat guarded expression.

Soon, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also came to the cafeteria, and finally Dai Mubai and Oscar, followed by a little fat man.

Dai Mubai said: "His name is Oscar, and his martial soul is a sausage. You all saw him yesterday. This one's name is Ma Hongjun, and his martial soul is a grass chicken."

"Fart." Ma Hongjun said angrily: "Your martial spirit is a grass chicken, and my martial spirit is a phoenix, do you understand?"

For a moment, everyone looked at Ma Hongjun with a slight change in their expressions. The Phoenix Martial Spirit was rare, but it was the most top-notch beast Martial Spirit.

But the smile on Dai Mubai's face did not diminish, "Phoenix? Have you ever seen that phoenix come out of the hook fence?"

The expressions everyone looked at Ma Hongjun suddenly became weird, which made Ma Hongjun extremely embarrassed. He muttered dissatisfiedly: "If I were like you and Xiao Ao, with a pretty face, I wouldn't go to that place."

Everyone smiled slightly and silently.

Dai Mubai said seriously: "Okay, we will be classmates from now on. We will practice and live together, so there is no need to be too formal in calling each other. There are eight of us now. Xiao Ao and Fatty used to call me Boss Dai. Because I’m older than them all, as for you guys, just call me Mubai, and Ma Hongjun, just call him Fatty. As for Oscar, just call him Xiao Ao or Uncle Big Sausage. What about you?"

Ning Rongrong beamed with joy and said with a smile: "Call me Rongrong, my family members all call me that."

Addressing Xiao Wu is much simpler, just call her by her name.And Tang San also smiled softly and asked everyone to just call him Xiao San. In the case of Zhu Zhuqing, they would just call her Zhuqing.

"What about you? Dugulan, what should we call you in the future?"

Dugulan looked indifferent, as if nothing could affect him. Although there was still a faint smile on his face, he seemed a little indifferent to everyone.

"Call me Dugu."

During the conversation, Zhu Zhuqing left the table without saying a word. Dai Mubai had a strange look on his face, looking at her back with a complicated expression.

After saying hello, Dugu Lan came alone to the playground where he fought with Zhao Wuji yesterday. On the dirt ground here, there were traces of being stepped on by Zhao Wuji, as well as the horizontal sword marks of Dugu Lan's sword energy.

"Du Gulan, I want to talk to you!"

A cold voice came, and Dugulan didn't look. He had already heard that the person coming was Zhu Zhuqing.

"Say it."

Zhu Zhuqing walked up to Dugulan, looked at him with cold eyes, and said, "I want to know how you practice, and I also want to become stronger!"

Dugulan also looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a stern expression, and said lightly: "You felt my breath yesterday, what did you feel?"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a while, saying, "Cold and ruthless, full of killing, making people trembling."

"Not bad." Dugulan smiled slightly: "This is obtained by 430 seven lives."

In those three years of soul fighting, Dugulan fought thousands of battles, and the people who died in his hands were these 430 seven.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's eyes gradually becoming dull, Dugulan turned around indifferently and said, "My method is not suitable for you. There is no best cultivation method, only the one that suits you best."

After Zhu Zhuqing fell into deep thought as he watched Dugu Lan's retreating back, Tang San and Xiao Wu approached from behind and said, "He is right, nothing is the best, only what is most suitable for you, no matter it is Cultivation is still life!”

After a while, the sound of "dang-dang-dang-dang" came from the college.

This is the bell of the dean's summoning students. Everyone put down what was in their hands and walked towards the large playground.

When everyone gathered, they saw a man in his 50s, with a strong build, a concave chin, a hooked nose, and a sly look waiting for him.

"This is our dean, Flanders. Four-eyed cat eagle martial spirit, level 78 fighting spirit saint." Dai Mubai explained in a low voice.

Flanders walked up to the eight people and spoke in a hoarse voice with a bit of magnetism: "There are five more little monsters this year, and I heard that one of them is the evil one among the monsters, which is good. On behalf of the college, I welcome you. .”

"Later, each of you paid a hundred golden soul coins to the financial teacher. Mu Bai told them the rules of the college, and then went back to rest and adjust the status as much as possible. The first lesson will begin at night. Oscar and Ning Rongrong, the two of you are here. "

Oscar's face suddenly fell, and he reluctantly walked in front of Flanders. When he saw Ning Rongrong beside him, his face became better.

The others left the playground one after another, and Dugulan also returned to his dormitory for a short rest. When night fell, he got up and walked to the playground.

After everyone stood still, they found that Fran's attention was not on them, but on Oscar and Ning Rongrong.

As Flender pressed closer and closer, Ning Rongrong finally exploded, showing off her true nature as a little witch.

But Flanders was not afraid at all, and scolded sternly: "People like you can't find a companion to trust behind you, and no one is willing to live or die with you!"

Ning Rongrong was startled and cried randomly, sounding very aggrieved.

Dugulan listened to Flanders' words and fell into deep thought. It was so easy to gain from a companion who could be entrusted with life and death.

He has been in this world for more than ten years. Except for his grandfather, he has been alone most of the time. He has no companions who can trust him in life and death.

Because he felt from the bottom of his heart that he didn't need it!