Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Oscar didn't know what Flender's reasoning was all about?

That's all to torture these little assistants!

What an inhuman man.

As expected, Flender ordered to run around the village twenty laps as soon as the conversation changed after the crackling!

Oscar, Ning Rongrong ran out.

Daofeng didn't hesitate, and immediately followed.

"Blade, you come back."

Flender opened his mouth after seeing Dao Feng also striding out.

Oscar was not surprised. Dao Feng is not an auxiliary soul master at all, so the training content of this part has nothing to do with it. The dean must have other intentions for telling him to stay.

Daofeng walked up to Flender and asked curiously: "Dean, I don't have to run?"

"That's their task to assist soul masters."

"Oh."

Blade closed his mouth.

Flender: "This kid, don't you wonder why I left him alone?"

"Zhao Wou-ki told me about your situation. Before your body recovers, you don't need to participate in the teaching of the battle soul master."

Dao Feng smiled and said: "Dean, please tell us what we are going to do at night, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing to be a deserter for no reason."

Flender nodded. He was very good and calm. He didn't say anything silly like saying that he was fine.

"We will go to the Great Spirit Arena tonight for actual combat training. Injuries are commonplace there, and death is not uncommon. Your current condition is not suitable for it."

Blade rubbed his chin in thought, while Flender waited quietly, he could tell at first glance that this kid didn't need others to make decisions for him.

Dao Feng looked up at Flender and said with a smile: "Dean, there won't be only one person standing in the battle field, right?"

Flender frowned: "No, the battle will end after admitting defeat."

Dao Feng smiled and said: "That's no problem, if I really can't beat me, I will surrender!"

Seeing Dao Feng's bright smile, Flender remembered the dumbfounding thing Zao Wou-ki said.

When he first saw this picture of this kid, he still didn't quite believe it, how could such a kid cry while hugging that stupid Zhao Wou-ki with snot and tears.

Now it seems that it should be wrong.

This kid - not bad!

He said, "Have you really thought about it?"

Dao Feng replied confidently: "Don't worry! If you can't beat me, just slip away! I'm very good at this!"

The corner of Flender's mouth twitched: Is this something to be proud of? !

However, I am a little bit relieved. Passionate blood is a good thing, but it will be better if you add a little bit of knowing how to advance and retreat.

"Very well, I agree with you to participate in tonight's training, but if the situation is not good, you will surrender immediately."

Flender ordered some meat in relief, but still made one more warning.

"President, please rest assured."

"Go back and get ready."

Blade bowed to Flender and then headed for the dormitory—to read more books.

Looking at the back of the blade leaving, Flender raised his mouth slightly: "Interesting little guy."

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Principal's office.

"How is the master?"

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around the village.

Oscar was running alone.

Under the bright sunshine, this is his dying youth.

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As night fell, Flender was standing on the playground, looking at all eight students in front of him.

His face was a little gloomy, and Dao Feng felt that he was preparing to do something.

"..."

It turned out that this girl named Ning Rongrong was lazy, and Flender didn't need to mention the blade to know it.

The moment Oscar admitted that both of them had finished running, Blade held a three-second silence for him.

He is not blind, and Flender is not blind, and Flender is still a "four-eyed boy".