The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After arriving at Qibao Glazed Sect, Mo Wen found something wrong. He couldn't sleep well at night. He had a battle of wits and courage with Ning Rongrong for two consecutive days. Yesterday, he was slightly better with courage. He didn't know if he would come back tonight.

When I woke up from meditation, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. The effect of the mimicry training environment was pretty good, it could increase the training speed by 35%, and Mo Wen had completely stabilized his level [-] cultivation level.

After practicing swordsmanship for an hour, Mo Wen went downstairs to the second floor. Just like yesterday, Qing Yi was already waiting.

Without saying much, Mo Wen directly helped Qing Yi bring out the food and put the two portions on the dining table together, "Let's eat together. It's comfortable to eat on the table."

Qing Yi, who wanted to go to the corner to eat by herself, was a little moved, but she still needed to avoid such things, so she hurriedly waved her hand, "No, sir, you eat first, and I will eat after you finish."

"I don't have so many rules here. Let's eat together. I'm not the son of a wealthy family. My master told me that everyone has equal rights. You naturally have the right to eat at the table. You don't need to talk too much. , Eat without talking or sleep without talking, just eat."

After talking to himself for a long time, Mo Wen picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Yi still sat on the chair and started eating with Mo Wen.

Seeing Qing Yi sitting down to eat, Mo Wen raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The first step of the transformation plan was successful. He needed to shape Qing Yi's psychology first. He couldn't treat himself like a lowly person. The Soul Emperor's cultivation was pretty good outside. In Qibao Liuli Zong put himself in the position of a servant, which is really a trick of fate.

After finishing the meal, Qing Yi took the initiative to clear away the tableware. This time, Mo Wen did not stop him. He also had to be careful when showing kindness. If he blindly put himself in a low profile, he would be looked down upon.

While it was still early, Mo Wen planned to see how the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect practiced daily.

Students of Lanba Academy study theoretical knowledge in the morning, practice combat skills with their instructors in the afternoon, and go to the mimicry place to practice in the evening. In many cases, where conditions permit, the mimicry place is built in the dormitory.

There are actual combat assessments every month to select the chief of the academy. Mo Wen no longer participates in such assessments. The deputy dean with Soul Emperor cultivation level will personally take charge of the one-on-one competition. It will be considered if he can last for an hour. Win and be able to retain the identity of the college's chief.

Each major force has its own way of cultivation. Most of the core disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are auxiliary types. Only a small number of descendants or disciples of the elders are fighting spirit masters, so they are divided into two areas.

The daily practice of the core disciples of the auxiliary department is to appraise treasures or practice the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart. There are very few who are qualified, and most of them go to Qibao City.

With the idea of ​​​​looking for masters of his generation, Mo Wen came to the training place of the fighting spirit master. What he saw was a gray-black building, covering a large area. It was almost the second largest building halfway up the mountain. A plaque in the shape of seven treasures read With a big "武".

Stepping into the venue, Qing Yi followed closely behind.

As soon as he came in, Mo Wen noticed that gravity had increased. He looked down and saw that the black ore at his feet was indeed gravity ore. It is an extremely rare ore that is generally used to make exercise equipment. It can produce the smallest volume with the least amount of money. tool.

When a large number of ores are gathered together, they will form a gravity realization, which is twice as strong as the normal gravity, making it very suitable for the training of a fighting soul master.

60.00% of the first floor of the entire training ground is made of black ore, and only the duel platform in the center is made of extremely hard bluestone.

The pride of the Qibao Glazed Sect can be seen from the tip of the iceberg. Touching his belt, Mo Wen smacked his lips, it seemed good.

What he didn't expect was that Ning Rongrong would actually appear here, sitting on the duel stage with her legs crossed, surrounded by a group of licking dogs, righteously and indignantly scrambling to express their opinions.

Mo Wen happened to walk in at this moment, and the air fell into silence for a moment, even Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Ning Rongrong, who did not dare to lie down to sleep last night, got up early due to the pain in the back of her head. Of course, this morning was for normal times. After asking the little maid to apply medicine for herself, she walked to the Battle Spirit with small steps. A place where teachers train.

The little princess, who is rarely seen at ordinary times, came over, and a group of aloof wolf warriors turned into senior licking dogs, constantly greeting her with greetings.

At this time, Ning Rongrong wiped away her tears, her eyes sparkling with tears, and she was weeping as if she had been insulted, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" If I didn’t agree, I would go downstairs at night and throw bugs, and even beat people, oh, oh, oh, oh, dad didn’t care, they didn’t want to live anymore.”

In an instant, the licking dogs were filled with anger, and circles of yellow and purple soul rings emerged. Every word you spoke to me expressed your loyalty.

"Damn it! When I saw him walking with the sect master that day, I knew he was not a good person. The sect master was deceived by him and actually plotted against the goddess Rongrong. It is absolutely unforgivable. He must be shown some color and let him kneel down to apologize. Don’t dare to do it again.”

"Yes, you know the person but not the heart. He actually did such a heartless thing and attacked the goddess Rongrong. We absolutely disagree and beat that sanctimonious guy to death."

"Down with the bastard Mo Wen and protect our goddess Fang Rongrong. The goddess belongs to all of us!"

"Fuck him to death! I can't stand this kind of guy who bullies women. I want him to warm my bed!"

"........."

"Ahem, Goddess Rongrong, just tell me where that bastard is, let's go deal with him now!"

"Yes, yes, just say it."

Covering her face and crying, Ning Rongrong performed the whole scene, tears overflowing from her fingers, the amount of water produced was a bit exaggerated, her crying voice comforted these licking dogs, "It's useless, you can't beat him, he is the number one genius in mainland China" , he cultivated as a Soul Master at the age of 11. Grandpa Jian also said that his swordsmanship is only a smidge lower than him, and he is expected to complete the concentration of sword heart before he is 30 years old. You can't beat him."

Being defeated twice in a row made a group of people excited again, each one howling and shouting, reporting on their own strength.

"I'm 20 years old and level 39. How can I not be better than that little brat? I can smash his pretty face with one punch."

"I'm 16 years old and level 33. I'm so muscular that I can't even cut him with a knife. I can trample him under my feet and crush his pretty face with just one kick."

"I'm 25 years old, level 48, how can I not be a match for that little brat? Goddess Rongrong, don't worry, I will press his head and let him apologize to you."

"..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I believe everyone." He smiled like a fox and covered it up with his hands. His voice was still crying, and the hose in his palm continued to emit water in a large amount. "People really don't like him. I like to be with you all." He wanted to play, but he said that if he became his woman, he wouldn’t be able to play with everyone. If he didn’t obey, he would keep harassing her, causing him not to sleep well in the past two days.”

A group of people didn't bother to think about why the 11-year-old Mo Wen was so eager to attack the eight-year-old Ning Rongrong.

Their minds were filled with the tears of the goddess and Mo Dao's handsome face, and everyone was very excited, wishing they could punch that little guy in the face right now.

Mo Wen, who had lowered his head at first, actually heard someone calling him, and thought he heard it wrong. When he saw Ning Rongrong here, he became happy. This was so interesting, and there was an unexpected surprise.

After being threatened, Ning Rongrong did not go to Bone Douluo. Instead, she came to find these wolf warriors and helped them evolve into licking dogs. The competition between peers would only be viewed by adults as competition between children and laughed off.

So she provoked the licking dogs who usually surrounded her to attack Mo Wen. She initially planned a sneak attack at night. Ning Rongrong didn't know why she chose night, mainly because it felt safe to attack at night.

Who would have thought that Mo Wen, who had been cooped up all day yesterday, would actually come out today. He didn't know what to say for a while and just continued to cry.

It felt quite comfortable to pretend to be a villain last night. Mo Wen simply continued to perform. In the eyes of these guys full of hormones, he was no different from a villain. "I heard that you were looking for me, so I came here. Rongrong, looking for you." It’s been a long time, why are you here, come back with me quickly.”

"Asshole!" Looking at Ning Rongrong who just cried without replying, an impulsive fighter rushed out first to defend his identity as the number one dog licker.