A copy of Douluo's world

"Protagonist: Wei Feng"

"Level Lv12"

"Martial Spirits: Magic Sword, Sky Eye, Cigar"

"Bloodline: Golden Dragon King Bloodline (not activated)"

"Soul power: 110"

"Skills: One Qi Transforms Three Purities, Dark Blade"

"Basic attribute points: 0"

"Power: 12"

"Speed: 10"

"Armor: 10"

"Magic Resistance: 10"

"Physique: 10"

"Psychic power: 10"

After adding all the basic attribute points to strength, Wei Feng also successfully became a great soul master.

The dungeon can only be entered once a day, and Wei Feng's consciousness returned to reality from the sea of ​​spirit.

Lanhai County, 00:45 in the morning, five hours before dawn, Wei Feng sat cross-legged and started to use the advanced meditation skills he had obtained. If nothing unexpected happened, he could increase his soul power a few more points.

Although the first soul skill is only a hundred years old now, it can be continuously upgraded in the dungeon in the future. Wei Feng is already looking forward to his ten golden soul rings in the future.

The first meditation process went smoothly, which was also related to Wei Feng's talent. His meridians were strong and his soul power ran without obstruction.

Time always flies when a soul master is in a state of meditative practice. Wei Feng even felt that after a few breaths, the sky was already turning white.

Feeling that there was someone sitting next to him, Wei Feng ended his meditation and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of star-like purple eyes.

"Na'er, why did you wake up so early?"

Na'er said obediently: "I couldn't sleep, so I got up. I happened to see my brother meditating, so I didn't dare to disturb him."

Wei Feng smiled softly and said, "Let's make breakfast for you."

Na'er followed Wei Feng lightly.

Wei Feng asked:

"Would you rather drink porridge or milk?"

Na'er replied: "Anything is fine."

Coming to the kitchen, Wei Feng skillfully opened the rice cooker, then drained the water from the bowl of millet that Kong Ci had soaked last night on the table, and then added some walnuts and raisins to the pot, added water, and clicked on the soup mode. .

Wei Feng looked through the refrigerator. He bought bread and the steamed buns were steamed by his mother. He took a few bread and steamed buns. Anyway, he took whatever he wanted to eat. He still had a few eggs and his uncle was there, so Wei Feng took them. Got five.

Another pot was placed on the soul stove beside it. The hot oil gradually lost its foam, and Wei Feng cracked the eggs in.

stab...

Wei Feng gently pushed the curious Na'er aside to avoid being burned by the hot oil splashing. Omelette eggs are the simplest breakfast. In a few minutes, a few golden fried eggs will be out of the pan. Simply spread them. Wei Feng brought some salt and gave Na'er a carton of milk and said, "Pick your own bread and steamed buns. If our conditions are more difficult, you'll make do with it."

"No, it's very good."

Na'er was indeed eating happily, but Wei Feng kept looking at Na'er's expression while eating. The majestic Silver Dragon King is really not picky about food.

Wei Feng's eyes made Na'er feel a little strange, so she asked a little embarrassedly: "Is there something on my face?"

"It's okay." Wei Feng smiled and didn't look at Na'er again, but Na'er couldn't help but look at the young man who spoke like an uncle.

After the two of them finished eating, Kong Ci also got up. He looked at the breakfast on the table and consciously took a carton of milk and said, "I will work overtime at noon today. You and Na'er will go out to eat after school. I will pay you after I finish."

Wei Feng nodded and then asked:

"Tax, bicycle, bus, you choose one."

Na'er thought for a while and said, "Let's go for a bicycle."

The two of them went downstairs. Wei Feng pushed out a bicycle and said, "Sit back and hold on to the seat."

The morning sun was rising at this time, and the faint warmth spread in people's hearts, making people feel comfortable unconsciously. Even Na'er secretly put her hand on the seat on Wei Feng's clothes.

Na'er was very careful and just grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Wei Feng suddenly said: "There was a popular saying back then, which was that I would rather cry on a BMW than laugh on a bicycle."

Na asked curiously: "What is a BMW?"

Wei Feng said: "You can think of it as a brand of soul-guided cars, the more valuable ones."

Na'er looked thoughtful and said, "They are both means of transportation, what's the difference?"

Wei Feng smiled and said: "A good vehicle represents wealth and status, and it also represents the strength of the car owner in disguise."

Na'er tilted her head and said, "Brother, I like whatever car you drive."

"Hey, today's breakfast was not in vain." Wei Feng said with a smile.

"That's right." Na'er smiled.

With the morning breeze, the two little people left long shadows in the early sunshine.

Wei Feng likes his current school very much. He can read any book he wants in class, as long as it is a textbook. For boring courses such as the history of Douluo and the brief history of the evolution of soul beasts, Wei Feng directly takes mecha manufacturing and chews through it until the end of get out of class.

Even if the teacher sometimes has a little objection, Wei Feng releases his martial spirit and the teacher is relieved. Such a genius does not need to study liberal arts.

Furthermore, Wei Feng, who has read Douluo novels, is also familiar with the questions about Douluo history, and can get good results every time. Now the teacher doesn't care anymore. If you are awesome, then you can do whatever you want.

The current school uniforms in the Federation are: Junior Soul Master Academy for three years, students between six and nine years old, Intermediate Soul Master Academy for three years, students between nine and 12 years old, and then admitted to Advanced Soul Master Academy.

There are many soul masters in the third grade of junior college, but compared to Wei Feng who jumped up a grade, no one is more talented than him.

Jingle bell… The ringing of the bell also signifies the end of school time in the morning.

Wei Feng was just about to go to the first grade to find Na'er, but found that the door of the classroom was surrounded by people, and no one in their classroom resisted. They seemed a little afraid of the people surrounding the door of the classroom.

Wei Feng didn't pay attention at first. He packed up his backpack and walked towards the door. When he met a boy with light blue hair, he suddenly asked:

"Do you know Wei Feng?"

When Wei Feng heard this, he looked at the young man and said with an appraising look, "I am, what can I do for you?"

The young man said, "Can I take a step to talk?"

Wei Feng remained unmoved, his backpack draped on his shoulders, and said, "If you have something to say, don't block the way."

"Why are you talking?" Someone behind the boy said dissatisfiedly.

The young man said: "I am Mu Tian from Class [-]. I want to ask you for a favor. People from the Lanhai Intermediate Soul Master's Academy are coming to our school today to stop people. I have contacted all the soul masters in the grade who have soul rings. I just need you." ”

"Fight, I'm not interested." Wei Feng rejected Mu Tian directly. He didn't have the free time to play with them. Going home to practice now is the right way.

"Brother Tian, ​​forget it, we are enough."

Mu Tian glanced at Wei Feng and sighed, "Okay, excuse me."

Mu Tian led everyone away. Wei Feng squinted his eyes and suddenly thought of something interesting. Mu Tian's martial spirit was the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex. His surname was Mu, so he should be a descendant of Mu En.

However, Wei Feng was a little strange. The Mu family of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex had been from Shrek City for generations, so how could he come to the small county town of Lanhai? It was a bit unreasonable.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

A playful voice appeared behind Wei Feng. Wei Feng did not look back, and just said to himself: "There are always interesting things happening around me."

"What's interesting?"

Na'er asked curiously.

Wei Feng smiled and said: "A young man from a big family appeared in Lanhai County. Why do you think this is?"

Na'er thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I don't know, don't all big families live in big cities?"

Wei Feng said: "That's why it seems interesting."

With that said, Wei Feng called his old uncle and said, "Uncle, please lend me a hundred thousand yuan first, and I will buy a soul ring."

No, we need to rationalize the soul ring, otherwise there will suddenly be an extra soul ring, and the family will be annoyed to death asking questions.

Kong Hua was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "One hundred thousand, isn't it enough?"

Normally, [-] federal coins would be enough to buy a century-old soul ring or soul. With Wei Feng's talent, this was not a waste.

"Let's do it this way. You take 100 million first. If it's not enough, I won't let you go. I'll let your parents buy it with you. Every soul ring of a soul master is very important. Don't be careless. You should choose carefully. a little."

Ding dong, my uncle’s salary for one year has arrived.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Feng couldn't help but feel a little guilty. If he called his father or mother, they would definitely come over and buy with him, and then his plan to hide it would be scrapped.

While Wei Feng was still arguing with his family, a large number of eleven or twelve-year-old boys had gathered outside the school gate. According to federal law, due to the early development of soul masters, 14-year-olds are considered youths, and 16-year-olds are considered youths. Coming of age.

The average height of these eleven or twelve-year-old boys is over 1.6 meters.

There were more than a dozen soul-guiding motorcycles parked outside the door. How much money did the young man from the intermediate soul master academy have compared to the junior soul master college boy? A young man with short black hair leaned on a black soul-guiding motorcycle, holding a bag in his mouth. A cigarette and watching the people coming and going at the school gate.

The teachers have long been accustomed to the operations of these children. The Federation is martial, and as long as no lives are lost, everything is fine.

"Hey, Wang Cheng, what do you mean?"

Mu Tian and his group appeared at the school gate. Mu Tian's blue hair looked particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

The young man named Wang Cheng chuckled and said:

"Among the five junior soul master colleges in Blue Ocean, your college is the only one that doesn't pay protection fees. What else do you ask me to do?"

"If you pay 10 yuan on their behalf, I will turn around and leave immediately."

Mu Tian said coldly: "If you want money, you can fight if you want."

Wang Cheng stood up straight, looked at Mu Tian with a smile and said, "You are an illegitimate son who was kicked out by the Mu family. Why are you so arrogant?"

Mu Tian's expression changed and he said, "I am who I am. What does it have to do with the Mu family? It's enough for me to deal with you."

"Haha." With a sneer, Wang Cheng released his martial soul, using the martial soul overlord gun and two hundred-year-old yellow soul rings. He already had two rings of cultivation at the age of ten. If he could reach the three-ring level at the age of 12, then They can all go to Shrek Academy.

Mu Tian also released his martial spirit, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, a century-old yellow spirit ring.

Mu Tian was under a lot of pressure. The opponent had a two-level great spirit master, and the strength of his spirit was not weaker than his own.

Suddenly, a girl next to Wang Cheng also released her martial spirit. Surprisingly, she also had two rings, Song Qing'er with the martial spirit green snake dagger.

Between the two great soul masters, Mu Tian's side was in a state of confusion. To put it bluntly, the battle between the soul masters depended on the number of soul rings and the strength of the souls. But now, Mu Tian's side did not have an advantage in either aspect.

"Brother Tian, ​​why don't we just admit defeat? There's no shame in giving them money."

"You fart, why should we give them money?"

Seeing that there was almost a quarrel among his own people, Mu Tian shouted: "Shut up, everyone, we bowed our heads to them today, who will we bow to in the future? Do we bow our heads to others in our lives?"

Thinking of the experience when he and his mother were expelled from the Mu family, Mu Tian gritted his teeth. He was the man who wanted to trample the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family under his feet. How could he bow to others here?

"Come."

Just when the two sides were at war with each other, two figures walked through the middle. Wei Feng pulled Na'er and walked through the middle slowly. Wei Feng had time to give Wang Cheng a warm smile.

How is this guy here?

Wang Cheng's eyes twitched when he saw Wei Feng, why is he such a pervert?

The Overlord Spear King's family, the Overlord Spear Spirit is powerful and famous for its strength. Wang Cheng is the family's leading genius, until that day...

On the first day when Wang Cheng became a soul master, the Wang family invited all the famous people in Lanhai County, and Kong Hua was among them. However, Kong Hua didn't come alone, there was a little kid following behind him.

Seven-year-old Wang Cheng was the master of the spear dance on the court, and four-year-old Wei Feng was gnawing pig's trotters on the table.

After all, he was a young man, and Wang Cheng had not yet fully mastered the Wang family's overlord's spear skills. The spear pierced the banquet diagonally. Just when everyone was nervous, a white and tender little hand suddenly stretched out and shot He held the Overlord Gun.

Wei Feng held the Overlord Spear in one hand and gnawed on the pig's trotters with the other. The scene immediately silenced the entire audience. The Overlord Spear was no different when it came to innate divine power.

Wang Cheng knew something was wrong and tried hard to pull the Overlord Gun back. His face turned red but he found that the gun was not moving in Wei Feng's hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The moment Wei Feng let go, Wang Cheng couldn't bear the tension and fell flat on his face. The grievance hit him for a moment, and the seven-year-old Wang Cheng burst into tears. Why is this man?

Two years later, Wang Cheng saw this little kid again, and suddenly his inner demons came to his mind, and he shouted: "Wei Feng, come and fight me. If you dare to challenge me, I won't accept the protection money from this school."

Wei Feng almost laughed, "It's none of my business whether you charge them protection money or not. Why, do you still want to charge me protection money?"

Wei Feng, who originally wanted to come to the show, didn't expect Wang Cheng to be so stubborn and cause trouble for him.

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "No matter, you have to fight me today. If I lose today, I will obey you forever."

After saying that, Wang Cheng rushed towards Wei Feng with the Overlord Spear in his hand.

With a snap, Wei Feng held Wang Cheng's Overlord Spear in his right hand and asked with a smile: "You stinky boy, you need to clean up."

Wang Cheng's pupils shrank for a while, and the first and second soul skills were released at the same time.

Wei Feng, who has a soul ring, is stronger than Wang Cheng in terms of strength, but his soul power is really not as good as Wang Cheng's now.

Wang Cheng's first soul skill, Overlord Chong, and his second soul skill, Overlord Stab, are a set of combo soul skills. He first picks up the opponent with the barrel of his gun and then thrusts it out instantly. It is a very practical soul skill in the military camp.

Na'er, who was standing behind Wei Feng, suddenly had a cold look in her eyes, and a silver light appeared faintly in her hand.