Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

Zui Hongchen stayed in the inner courtyard for a month, but it felt like he had spent several years.

His schedule is very fixed. He gets up early in the morning to practice with Ma Xiaotao, takes classes in the Soul Guidance Department in the morning, and goes to the Martial Arts Department to observe exercises in the afternoon.Although it is tiring, it is much more fulfilling than life in the outer courtyard.

Before leaving, Zui Hongchen took action again and eliminated the evil fire for Ma Xiaotao, but this time Ma Xiaotao was gentle and did not suck Zui Hongchen dry like last time.

Ma Xiaotao couldn't help but sigh as she watched the boat go away and disappear on the foggy lake.

In just a few days, the boy left a mark on her heart, and she actually missed the time they spent talking and practicing.

"Xiao Tao, if you like him, you can take action directly."

Zhang Lexuan came to Ma Xiaotao at some point. She looked at the girl who was a few years younger than her, "If it's late, it might be too late."

"Senior Sister, I, I don't like this type." Ma Xiaotao curled her lips and whispered, "The face is as pretty as a girl, and she doesn't smell like a man at all... Humph."

Zhang Lexuan smiled and said nothing.

"Where's Senior Sister? What do you think of him?"

Zhang Lexuan raised her pretty eyebrows and pinched Ma Xiaotao's smooth cheek, "You even dare to make jokes about Senior Sister, right?"

"Uh-huh, it's a jab."

The two girls smiled coquettishly and played around on the shore of Poseidon Lake for a while, causing the male students in the inner courtyard who passed by to look straight at them. These two were the two most difficult golden flowers to pick in the inner courtyard. . .

Back in the outer courtyard, Zui Hongchen just wanted to go back to his dormitory and have a good sleep. He even had the idea of ​​pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, just for free time.

The outer courtyard happens to be conducting assessments of the martial arts department these days.

Listening to the discussions of the junior students passing by, Zui Hongchen knew that the so-called elimination round had begun. Unknowingly, three months had passed since he left school, and the freshman assessment was also in progress.

If you have time, go for a walk and take the opportunity to see how the junior brother is performing.

With this thought in mind, Zui Hongchen had just returned to the dormitory when he was greeted by Wang Dong's complaints.

"Where have you been these days?"

"...It's hard to put it into words." Zui Hongchen shrugged and took off his coat.It was extremely cold in December, and as soon as he closed the dormitory door, small snowflakes started to fall outside the window.

"I went to the inner courtyard to stay for a while. Mr. Su saw that I had great talent and wanted to accept me as his disciple."

Wang Dong showed disdain, "I don't believe it, you're a liar."

Zui Hongchen ignored it and took the opportunity to take a hot shower. While taking a shower, he smelled a faint fragrance floating in the bathroom.

This young master also wears aromatherapy, he is really like no one else.

After getting out of the bath, he found Wang Dong sitting on the bed practicing, but his face was a little red.

Zui Hongchen ignored it. He finally reached level 40 before leaving the inner courtyard. He could then apply to the martial arts department for hunting soul rings.

"I will go to the assessment site tomorrow to watch the competition."

"You... what are you doing here?" Wang Dong opened his eyes, "I can win without you cheering me on."

Zui Hongchen resisted the desire to speak and continued to let Wang Dong continue to be narcissistic.

"However, you can't come and see my outstanding performance."

"what!"

Zui Hongchen finally heard the final arrogant sentence and laughed out loud. Before Wang Dong cast a murderous look at him, he turned around to face the wall and started practicing.

. . .

When he got up early, Zui Hongchen apologized to Zhou Yi, who already knew the situation, and spent an hour finishing the theory test paper, which was regarded as a make-up exam.

When Zui Hongchen mentioned that he was going to watch the game in the afternoon, Zhou Yi had a clear look on his face, "Is it because of that guy Huo Yuhao?"

"yes..."

Zui Hongchen hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Did he make you angry?"

"On the contrary, I like students like this. They work hard and are not tired. Although their soul power is low, they are good children who are willing to work hard." Zhou Yi said lightly, "I know a lot about your situation in the inner courtyard from Director Du. The second-year theory classes are on vacation these days, and there are no rules against allowing people to observe the freshman assessment, so of course you can come."

"It's just that when they see their seniors, the pressure on the new students will be even greater."

Zui Hongchen understood immediately and was a little curious in his heart. He didn't know how far Huo Yuhao, who was working hard as Zhou Yi said, had improved.

After leaving the martial arts department building, Zui Hongchen studied in the soul guidance department all morning. At his current level of study, Xian Liner was already preparing for him to take the third-level soul guidance examination.

After a hasty lunch, some idle second-, third-, and fourth-year students walked together towards the freshmen’s assessment site.

"Ha, so the life in the inner courtyard is not much different from that in the outer courtyard." Tang Ya complained after listening to Zui Hongchen describe his daily life, "Three meals a day are indeed very nutritious. I want to eat them too. Already..."

"Then you can be admitted to the inner court. I believe you. No matter what happens, our family still has some money. It won't be a problem to buy you some soul beast meat to enhance your body." Zui Hongchen squeezed Tang Ya's soft hand. .

When Tang Ya heard Zui Hongchen talking about our family, two red clouds suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she squeaked, "Save some money."

Jiang Nannan on the side said, "Money is for spending. I believe in brother's strength."

"Brother, although we are taken care of by you, don't forget yourself."

The two girls knew very well that they were the main source of consumption of the gold soul coins earned by Zui Hongchen. Girls loved beauty and wanted to buy clothes, incense, and dress up beautifully.But he himself rarely used the money.

"It's the responsibility of the head of the family."

Zui Hongchen raised his eyebrows half-jokingly, "This topic is too heavy, let's go, let's go, it will be bad if we miss Yuhao's game any later."

He couldn't help but hold the two women's hands and walked towards the Soul Arena.

The three of them sat down in the auditorium, and it didn't take long for them to spot Huo Yuhao in the preparation area.

He looked very calm at the moment, with a man and a woman standing beside him.

Zui Hongchen recognized the young man as the young master who shared the dormitory with him, and the little girl should be his classmate.

"Zui Hongchen! Since you are here to watch the performance of your junior brothers and sisters, you must choose a better viewing angle and come sit here with me!"

At the teachers' table, the voice of Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Wuhun Department, echoed throughout the audience.

The freshmen immediately exploded. Last year's freshmen were the strongest. The star student who beat up the seniors when he first entered the school came to watch.

Zui Hongchen only knew a few of the freshmen, but almost all of them had heard of his name.

In full view of everyone, Zui Hongchen stood up gracefully. He cupped his hands in all directions and walked towards the teacher's seat, where he was closer to the arena and could see more clearly.

Huo Yuhao was in high spirits. He saw the cheering look Zui Hongchen gave him and clenched his fists. He must perform well soon.

Wang Dong snorted, looking at Xiao Xiao's nymphomaniac look on the side, feeling a little unhappy.

When he saw two beautiful seniors walking behind him, his fists were already hard.