Douluo's pride

Xue Xiaoran looked at the figure flying past in front of her, and couldn't help being speechless for a while, why did these little brats fight so vigorously and wither away in the Star Dou Forest?

Of course, the three CDE classes did not have this opportunity, so they hated Class A and Class B even more.

Xue Xiaoran sighed and saw that the Class A students standing in front were already fighting with several other classes.

The students in Class A, who had obvious soul power advantages, were not afraid at all, and the offensive and defensive battles were back and forth.

But it can't be dragged on for a long time, after all, there are many auxiliary and food system soul masters among the students.

Seeing Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen both joining the battle, Xue Xiaoran shook her head helplessly.

"What are you pretending?" The bronze-skinned boy rushed to Xue Xiaoran in one go, wielding a long stick in his hand, and smashed it down on Xue Xiaoran's forehead on the spot.

If Xue Xiaoran was hit, she might have to lie in the hospital for several weeks.

"So part of the reason I hate being around people is because of that..."

Xue Xiaoran moved a little bit, easily dodged the soul skill, then flicked her waist, and slapped the boy hard on the face with a whip leg.

The boy let out a scream, his nose bleeds violently, and a big mark on his face flew out in an instant.

Although it is said that beating people is not slapping face, Xue Xiaoran is really not interested in long-term fighting, and the other party takes the initiative to provoke trouble, so Xue Xiaoran decided not to save any face for the other party.

At some point, everyone realized that their whole bodies were covered in a layer of colorful mist, smelling it carefully, it seemed to have the fragrance of hundreds of flowers.

Xiao Hongchen's face trembled, knowing that Xue Xiaoran had made a move.

He hastily stepped back and stood side by side with Meng Hongchen.

Now that Xue Xiaoran made a move, this battle should be over.

He had once witnessed Xue Xiaoran's combat prowess in the battle of escaping from the Canghuo wolf group, and the fog lingered for a long time.

May I ask, can a child's body be stronger than a spirit beast?

Of course, the students who were at close range were caught in the trick immediately. The moment they smelled the fragrance of flowers, their minds became dizzy, and their internal organs began to itch at the same time.

Many people with low soul power cultivation fell to the ground on the spot and moaned loudly, and the voices of the applauding students who watched were choked back in their stomachs in an instant.

Xue Xiaoran's voice came faintly from the mist, and those green pupils looked like a snake king looking down on the struggling prey.

"Have you had enough fun? Now you know the gap between you and Class A?"

All the students in Class A in the mist had rosy faces, as if they had not been injured. It was Xue Xiaoran's stimulant that had taken effect.

"If you don't practice hard, you only know how to complain and others are jealous. It's a shame to be my classmate with you."

Xue Xiaoran sneered, swung her right hand lightly, and with the faint sound of footsteps going away, the fog gradually dissipated.

Xiao Hongchen looked at those classmates who were lying on the ground crying, and couldn't help sneering, and left side by side with Meng Hongchen.

All members of Class A turned around and left without saying a word.

This silent silence is the greatest contempt for them.

"hateful!"

The bronze-skinned boy hammered the ground fiercely, half a shoe print remained on his face, but no one dared to laugh out loud under such circumstances.

"So you're just furthering your stupidity."

Yan Yuyan did not participate in this battle from beginning to end. She, Yu Linglin, and several classmates from Class B watched the whole process.

Her voice was cold, and the bronze-skinned boy couldn't help glaring at her.

"childish."

Yan Yuyan shrugged and walked with a few classmates from Class B, obviously going to practice.

The bronze-skinned boy gritted his teeth with hatred, and hammered the ground with each punch.

……

When Xue Xiaoran returned to the dormitory after a day of class, Ji Juechen was still standing there.

His body was already trembling slightly, his arms were kept at an angle, and cold sweat was dripping down.

He couldn't read, and couldn't see Xue Xiaoran's sword clearly.

If it was fighting with soul power, no matter how Ji Juechen used his sword, he couldn't block Xue Xiaoran's sword.

There is only one way to destroy people and die with the sword.

His eyes were bloodshot, in terms of skills alone, he was not as good as Xue Xiaoran.

"cough!"

Xue Xiaoran coughed heavily, waking Ji Juechen up from that daze.

"If you continue like this, you will die."

Xue Xiaoran looked at Ji Juechen whose eyes turned red and his body was shaking repeatedly, and couldn't help sighing. He had been thinking about his own sword in his mind, and his spirit was already sluggish. It can be said that if his brain just needs to be empty, Maybe fall into a deep sleep for a moment.

The oil lamp ran out.

"what..."

Ji Juechen pushed against the wall, and finally stopped his body from shaking.

But it was the first time in his life that he was shaken to such an extent.

"My sword, you won't be able to untie it for a day or two."

Xue Xiaoran shrugged her shoulders and said honestly, this sentence made Ji Juechen's face darken, is this calling him a fool?

"Go back and have a good rest. If you continue like this, your cultivation will also regress."

Xue Xiaoran said again.

"Taught." Ji Juechen took a deep look at this young man several years younger than himself, cupped his hands, and then left.

"That person is the sword-crazy senior?"

Nangong Ling got out from the side at some point, looked at Ji Juechen's back and asked curiously.

"it's him."

Xue Xiaoran nodded.

Nangong Ling chuckled: "I should really be glad I didn't play today, or I would have been beaten badly."

Xue Xiaoran thought for a while, until he was referring to the fight in the playground today, and she couldn't help but calmly complained: "I didn't beat anyone either."

"Yeah, that's right. You kicked people, and you poisoned people. You really didn't beat people."

Nangong Ling hehe said.

"You have nicknames in our class, you know that?"

Nangong Ling walked into the dormitory first, lay on the bed and smiled.

"I still have a nickname?"

Xue Xiaoran groaned.

"The Poison King of Thousand Flowers, isn't he very majestic and domineering?"

Xue Xiaoran covered her face, why, she was such a second grader.

This nickname is really a shame.

"Forget it, forget it, alas." Xue Xiaoran sighed and began to fiddle with the soul guide on his desk, while Nangong Ling started to practice on the bed with a chuckle, and the dormitory returned to daily life again.

……

The following days became calm again, Xue Xiaoran continued to study the soul guide day and night, and then cultivated the sea of ​​consciousness.

His vision in the sea of ​​consciousness has also become clearer and clearer, which is also the result of hard work.

And Ji Juechen seemed to miss him, and ran towards him every now and then, which made Xue Xiaoran feel extremely helpless.

And the day of the end of the first semester and the day of vacation are getting closer and closer.