People in Douluo, transformed into soul beasts

Putting Tang San on the empty bed, Oscar winked and looked at Lu Ze curiously, "Is what Boss Dai said true? You are really Lu Ze! It doesn't look like it."

He touched his strong beard and rolled his peach blossom eyes, thinking of the beauties he saw today.

Ning Rongrong, in particular, was very close to him.

Lu Ze was making the bed. When he heard this, he said angrily: "How many times have I told you, who else could it be if it wasn't me? How about we practice?"

Oscar waved his hands repeatedly, "Forget it, why don't you believe me?"

He made two more sausages and handed them to Tang San, who ate them in a daze.

Seeing this, Lu Ze lay down and closed his eyes not knowing what to think.

Oscar thought Lu Ze would continue to practice. He remembered that Lu Ze practiced as if he didn't want his life.

I was confused, but I didn't hold it back and asked: "Aren't you going to practice today? In the past, you would have to practice even if you had to sleep."

"I'm not a tough guy, so of course I'll be tired. Let's rest for a few days." Lu Ze couldn't say that he wasn't used to practicing slowly.

"Then don't slack off. Be careful that Boss Dai surpasses you. He is now a level 37 soul master. Fatty and I are almost at level [-]."

At this point, Oscar was a little uninterested. After all, Lu Ze was the Soul Master three years ago, and his cultivation level should be higher now.

He shook his head and stopped talking and began to cultivate his soul power.

Lu Ze calmed down, teleported away from Shrek, came to the open space outside the village, and sat down cross-legged.

Golden lightning like a snake moved around Lu Ze's body, illuminating the darkening wilderness. His soul power was constantly being consumed and restored. Lu Ze could feel the rhythm of his cells, which was like photosynthesis of plants, except that the latter relied on sunlight for energy.

The physique is strengthened under the stimulation of thunder and lightning, but the pain is also increasing. It will not weaken by half because of habit. It can only be resisted with firm will.

Under this kind of torture, Lu Ze gradually got used to it and his tolerance for pain greatly increased.

While Lu Ze was concentrating on practicing, a black shadow flew from the distance. Lu Ze's golden electric light was very dazzling. The opponent's destination was clear and he was heading straight for Lu Ze.

"It's Dean Flanders."

Lu Ze had good eyesight, and he could naturally spot the four-eyed cat eagle martial spirit that was the symbol of Flanders. It happened that he could no longer hold on any longer. The golden thunder light slowly faded away, and he stood up to move his numb muscles.

"Dean Flanders, I'm back." Lu Ze smiled. He was very grateful for Flanders' help and even allowed him to leave for the past few years.

Fred was still wearing his dark green robe, with a pair of round glasses covering his small eyes. The broad wings behind him were flapping, and he looked at the stranger in front of him, and only later did he realize his identity.

Just come back, just come back. "He landed on the ground and patted Lu Ze on the shoulder. Without saying anything else, the two of them chatted and went back to Shrek Academy.

Lu Ze said that he had been staying in the Star Luo Empire for the past few years and did not disclose specifically what he had done.

After chatting for a while, Flanders stopped talking. Seeing this, Lu Ze asked: "Do you have any questions, Dean?"

Flanders sighed and laughed twice: "Aren't I curious? You have been practicing for three years. Have you practiced well? With your talent, you should be a Soul Sect, right?"

Asked at any time, his tone was very certain. Others may not be promoted from Soul Lord to Soul Sect in three years, but Lu Ze is extremely talented, and he is more confident than anyone else.

The evening breeze blew their hair. Lu Ze was now taller than Flanders. In addition to looking thinner and with a smaller face.

"The dean wants to know. Of course I won't hide it, but don't be surprised in the future."

Before Lu Ze could wait for Flanders to react, he put on the small broken watch martial soul that changed his appearance. One yellow, two purple and two black soul rings surrounded Lu Ze, as if they could block the stormy waves.

"This, this, this!" Flanders stopped unconsciously. His eyes widened behind his glasses. He looked carefully and again to make sure it was not an illusion. "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The Soul King..."

Flanders was speechless. Shrek Academy stipulated that only level [-] soul sects could graduate, but Lu Ze reached it very easily. He didn't even take a few classes and just relied on himself.

He was in a very complicated mood now, with pride mixed with emptiness. He didn't know how much role he had played, so he cheered up and smiled.

"Lu Ze, you really gave me a surprise. Even the golden generation of Wuhun Palace are not as talented as you. With the same Soul King cultivation level, you are nearly ten years younger than them.

I really don't know what else to teach you. "

And there was this 4th year soul ring, which made him feel even more incredible.

Approaching the boys' dormitory, Lu Ze thought about it for a while before telling Flanders about the fairy grass.

He didn't want this continent to be so peaceful. He practiced not only to have the power to protect himself, but also to try his best to change the world and have some fun along the way.

Flanders felt that his outlook on life had been reshaped, "I never expected that there would be such a rare treasure in the world. It could cleanse the meridians and cut the marrow, and increase the soul power without any side effects. It is truly a blessing from heaven and earth."

"Lu Ze, you said that the sooner you take this fairy grass, the better the effect. Do you mean... you want to give it to Hongjun and the others?"

Flender's heartbeat was pounding. If he didn't take the other jelly grass himself, even if there was too much, he would keep it as a family heirloom. How could he give it to others?

Lu Ze nodded and said a little more: "But they must cultivate themselves to the soul level, and I also want to see their character."

Of course, this is an excuse. Lu Ze wants to make it easier for them to remember who gave them the fairy grass after getting familiar with it, and not to forget this kindness.

In the future, he can have a few helpers around him to sweep the decaying sect empire into the trash.

It is difficult for him to do these things alone, and he needs some helpers.

Flanders did not hesitate, although he felt it was not necessary, "Of course, if they don't work hard, no fairy grass can help them, so they might as well go home and farm!"

"Then Dean must keep it a secret." Before Lu Zefland could agree, he added, "After all, I stole this from a titled Douluo."

Flanders was about to speak when he was interrupted by Lu Ze, "But he doesn't know the function of these fairy grasses, not to mention he is not my opponent."

Lu Ze was still confident in dealing with Dugu Bo, even though he could easily be retaliated against if he couldn't kill him.

Flanders was in a state of ups and downs, and finally laughed angrily: "Don't make such a joke, it will be a big trouble if people hear it!"

Lu Ze didn't explain. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could anyone believe the arrogance uttered by the Soul King?

Although he can do it.

Flanders couldn't calm down. There was another letter in his pocket, which was given to him by someone from the Qibao Glazed Sect. Before Flanders had time to read it, he said, "I'll prepare for tomorrow's class. If you're interested, you can come and sit in." one time."

After hesitating, he still said it, although he knew it would have little effect on Lu Ze.

But his vanity still wanted Lu Ze to recognize the teaching level of the college and prove that his college philosophy was correct.

Although it is difficult.