Douluo's Thief

For example, Qian Daoliu, a ninety-ninth level titled Douluo.

Ling Dong learned about this person's existence from the Wuhun Palace's information.

Qian Daoliu is undoubtedly the Dinghai Shenzhen of Wuhun Palace. He alone can easily destroy thousands of armies of two empires. He is a existence that countless people fear.

And this man is just one of the strong men in the world.

At that level, there is no such thing as a team. It relies entirely on individual strength. One person can dominate a battle situation.

Maybe the Golden Iron Triangle can barely count as one, but there is nothing else.

Ling Dong glanced at the five members of the main team. Perhaps one day, he would see a team composed of peerless experts.

But there are only five of them. The mainstream of Douluo Continent is seven. What about the remaining two of the protagonist group?

Didn't show up, or...

Ling Dong thought about himself as a time traveler. Could it be that he had changed something?

The Butterfly Effect

possible.

Or maybe the protagonist is special

They can play five against seven

Forget it, Ling Dong shook his head. It's none of his business anyway. Even if he wants to wait for the protagonist group to grow up, it will take who knows how many years.

Even though Ling Dong is eager to fight against the world's protagonist's team, they are still too weak now.

Moreover, it is hard to say whether they can catch up with him.

After eliminating these thoughts, Ling Dong began to listen to the lecture seriously.

Although he believes that individual strength is the main thing, it doesn't hurt to listen to the theory of these team stations.

It just so happened that Ling Dong knew nothing about group tactics.

His awareness in single combat is superb, and his tactics in team battles are superb.

Now we can try to make up for this aspect.

Zhu Zhuqing was a little surprised to see Ling Dong actually listening to the class, but he quickly entered a learning state.

Halfway through, Yu Xiaogang asked a question:

"What do you think, in the following situation, how should the auxiliary soul master protect himself?

At this time, a gap was opened in your team, and the attacking system on the opposite side..."

"How else can I protect myself? Killing them all is the best way to protect myself." Ling Dong complained in his heart.

Of course, he didn't say this out loud. He was not a fool who offended others at will.

Even if you are offended, you are offending by wearing a vest.

In the end, Tang San, Yu Xiaogang's proud disciple, answered this question.

"In this case, the auxiliary soul master should..."

After hearing Tang San's answer, Yu Xiaogang nodded and gave the answer nine points. The one point less was because he was afraid of Tang San's pride.

After asking questions, Yu Xiaogang returned to explaining tactics again and talked for the whole morning.

Time in class is always slow. No matter where it is, this class feels to Lingdong longer than a year.

Ling Dong was still listening carefully at first, but soon he was disturbed by a feeling of sleepiness.

As expected of a teacher, whether on earth or in Douluo Continent, the teacher's lessons are a complete lullaby.

Ling Dong glanced around the classroom and found that half of the classmates were dozing off.

Maybe they were listening carefully at first, but now they are lost in the ocean of knowledge.

Fortunately, Ling Dong finally made it to the end of get out of class.

The moment it was announced that get out of class was over, Ling Dong's eyes widened and he felt no sleepiness at all. It was simply miraculous. Not only him, but also those who had dozed off immediately came back to life.

Ling Dong stretched his body, but he noticed a vicious look.

He turned around and saw that it was the thirty-third level soul master from before.

Under Ling Dong's gaze, he raised his hand and touched his neck, making such a provocative move.

Ling Dong turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Just a piece of rubbish.

However, he found that not only the Soul Lord, but Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were also looking at him, and Tang San smiled apologetically at him.

Ling Dong glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and found that she was also confused.

"Hello," he tentatively said.

"Hello, so are you Sister Xun'er's boyfriend?" Ning Rongrong said.

"Yes." Ling Dong said bluntly.

After hearing this, the Longtao Soul Master next to the classroom immediately changed his expression, his gloomy gaze as if he wanted to kill someone.

"So, are you interested in giving it a try in the afternoon practical class?

Let me see what sister Xun'er's boyfriend is up to. "Xiao Wu stated her purpose very directly.

She had always been curious about Sister Xun'er's boyfriend, so she took this opportunity to see how capable Ling Dong was and whether he was worthy of Sister Xun'er.

Well, by the way, let’s teach this guy who likes spicy rabbit heads a lesson.

Everything else can be tolerated, but this is the only one that cannot be tolerated

"Practical lesson" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

Xiao Wu replied:

“Ang, you came late so you didn’t hear me.

In our elite class, we study theory in the morning and practice in the afternoon.

how about it

Would you like to come and discuss this afternoon?"

"Hey, no wonder that soul master made that move. It turned out that he wanted to play with me in the practical class." Ling Dong thought to himself.

"No, I won't participate in the afternoon practical class."

"Hey"

Xiao Wu immediately couldn't sit still and said provocatively:

"You are still not a man, are you even afraid of a little girl like me?"

Ling Dong was speechless, do you really want to fight with me?

Could it be that you are actually a lily and like Zhuqing?

"Whether I am a man or not, your sister Xun'er has already tried it."

Hey, it seems like he said something outrageous.

"puff"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Longtao Soul Master ran away and closed himself off. Even if he won the battle in the afternoon, he also lost his life. This was a battle lost before it even started.

Xiao Wu opened her mouth wide, and then covered her mouth again. She didn't recover for a long time.

Ning Rongrong's face turned red and she turned her head in embarrassment.

The classmates who were eating melon looked at Ling Dong with admiration.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was livid and he was gritting his teeth. There was still a trace of rosiness on his face, but this rosiness was covered by the human skin mask.

She pinched two pieces of Ling Dong's flesh with both hands and twisted them vigorously.

Damn it, tell me everything

When we go back, you'll be dead

I won’t cook for you anymore. You can go eat the northwest wind.

After a long time, Xiao Wu seemed to have come to her senses and broke the silence:

"Well, we have something to do, let's go first, bye."

After saying that, he took Ning Rongrong and Tang San and ran away.

The melon-eating crowd also began to leave, and Longtao Hunzun also looked disappointed and left the classroom.