Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

And Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were discussing how to live tomorrow.

Girls, besides shopping, it seems that there are not many entertainment activities.

Blade returned to the dormitory.

Filled the water and took a shower.

Keep cool.

He looked out the window at the sky.

It's still early, don't rush to practice, read the book first.

Dao Feng sat down in his old seat, and took out a book called "Conjecture on Mutation of Martial Soul".

The name should sound good.

Dao Feng gently opened the book, and the breeze flowed in again from the window.

……

Zao Wou-ki talked to Flender about his experiences along the way in the principal's office.

"..."

"Did you exaggerate when you said blade?"

Zhao Wou-ki quit on the spot, and raised his eyebrows: "Who do you think I am, Zhao Wou-ki?! How dare I lie about this kind of thing?"

"That's weird, these things can't happen to a 12-year-old boy."

"I'm also surprised that such a brat is smarter than my experienced Fudo Myo."

Flender pondered for a moment: "Old Zhao, let's do it like this, don't go too deep, that kid probably doesn't want us to interfere too much. We just need to know that this is a reliable and good kid."

Zhao Wou-ki nodded, and then said a little irritably: "Although no one can find fault with Dao Feng in dealing with the Titan giant ape, you and I may not be able to do better. But his decisive departure is still a surprise. A rift between him and the other little monsters."

Flender said indifferently: "Time will prove his reliability."

Zhao Wou-ki nodded, then patted his head: "Oh, yes, this is for reimbursement..."

"Old Zhao, I'm a little dizzy, I need to take a good rest, you should go back first."

"..."

"By the way, there will be a new teacher joining us."

……

The sky gradually darkened.

Dao Feng gently closed the book, but after thinking about it, he opened it again.

The blade was summoned, and the light it emitted was more suitable for reading than the lamp.

After placing it on the table, there was a large recovery sausage in the left hand that was free from the blade.

Eating Oscar's sausage while reading a book is not a special taste.

Suddenly Dao Feng raised his head and nodded with a smile to a beautiful figure opposite the window, then continued to nibble on the sausage and read the book.

A blush appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's face after just taking a shower, and he hurriedly left the window.

"Zhuqing! Let's go, go eat!"

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After reading this book, Dao Feng realized that it was getting late.

Almost forgot to practice.

Blade closed this interesting theoretical book.

With a wave of hand, the blade disappears and the light source goes out.

Go back to the bed and sit cross-legged.

Daily practice sessions are essential.

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Another new day.

Tang San got up on time as usual.

After washing and dressing, I started today's practice of Ziji Demon Eye.

He jumped onto the roof.

Dao Feng was reading a book on the window sill, and the Wuhun Blade was an excellent light source.

If he didn't know that it was Tang San on the roof, he would have sneaked over and killed such a weak enemy long ago.

Shaking his head, he continued reading.

There are still too few books to read.

Read more, don't suffer from being uneducated!