Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 19: Controlling the Avalanche, New Students' Classes

Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "This person's martial spirit is actually a bone dragon!"

The sound was like a sudden thunder, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"As expected of a True Dragon Martial Spirit! This power is too terrifying! Just one person easily suppressed those three high-level Martial Spirits."

"Yes, the overwhelming might of the dragon is so overwhelming that it's almost suffocating! It's too strong!"

"Is this the main point? He's a freshman, and he actually has a spirit ring!"

"Oh my god, could it be that he has full innate soul power?"

The person next to him echoed, horror written all over his face.

The students watching around were still immersed in the huge impact brought by the soul power and obviously had not yet realized the more critical issue.

However, as a member of the royal family, Xue Beng, although he behaves a bit like a dandy in his daily life, how could he not recognize the signature martial spirit of the guardian of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?

In the whole world, apart from Gu Rong, where else can you find a bone dragon martial spirit?

Could this person in front of me be the grandson of Bone Douluo Gu Rong who has always been unknown?
Xue Beng's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, his teeth clenched, and he cursed inwardly: "Damn it!"

He knew very well in his heart that if he really offended Bone Douluo, not only himself, but even his uncle Xue Xing himself would be in trouble.

But the current situation is that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

It's a matter of face. If he doesn't bite the bullet and act as a good leader this time, how can he establish his prestige in front of everyone and be the big brother in the future?
He secretly comforted himself in his heart that he should be a little gentler and just teach the other party a small lesson. He believed that with His Majesty the Bone Douluo's magnanimity, he should not get angry about this.

Thinking of this, Xue Beng gritted his teeth, waved his hands fiercely, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, come at me!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them immediately pounced towards Gu Feng with their claws waving.

Gu Feng had a calm expression, his bone dragon martial spirit shone with a deep light, and he exuded dragon might.

Facing the three people rushing towards him, he seemed to be strolling in the garden, quickly throwing out several straight punches. His movements were smooth and flowing, his punches were fierce and powerful, and each punch hit the opponent's vital points accurately.

"what!"

Before the three of them could put up any effective resistance, they let out a scream and flew backwards like kites with broken strings.

The three of them curled up, covering their livers, their faces turning purple and groaning in pain.

For a moment, no one could stand up again.

Xue Beng looked at the three people flying backwards and groaning in pain. His eyes widened, the blood color on his face faded instantly, turning as pale as paper, and his legs trembled slightly uncontrollably.

His lips trembled as he spoke, "How... How is it possible, with this strength..."

Witnessing this shocking scene, Yu Feng's face flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkling, and he waved his fists vigorously: "Gu Feng, that's awesome! That's right! Just do it this way, beat them to death, don't show any mercy!"

Ye Lingling stood aside, with just a slight smile on her lips, watching all this quietly, without shouting as enthusiastically as Yufeng.

However, her quietly loosened palms revealed her inner tension, and her fingertips, which had been clenched white, slowly regained their color.

The students around were also completely shocked.

"Is this still a human? He knocked three people away with just three punches!"

"Is this really a freshman? He doesn't even have a spirit ring!"

"The people Prince Xuebeng brought with him were so powerful, yet he was easily defeated with just one move. What's his origin?" Xuebeng swallowed hard as he watched Gu Feng approaching him. His legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. He cried out inwardly, "It's over, it's over. I've really hit a wall this time."

Gu Feng stood firmly in front of the avalanche, his expression calm, his dark eyes bottomless. He asked coldly, "At this point, do you have anything else to say?"

Xue Beng's face turned pale and red. In his panic, he could only force a smile that was uglier than crying. He stammered, "Big brother, can you be a little gentler? I'm wrong, isn't that okay?"

"What do you think?" Gu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a row of cold white teeth, and let out a meaningful sneer.

"Brother, be gentle." Xue Beng covered his head and squatted down.

Immediately afterwards, a series of "bang bang" and "pa pa" sounds of punches and kicks rang out, accompanied by Avalanche's screams of pain, echoing in the cafeteria.

But after just a moment, everyone in the cafeteria saw a very disheveled figure crawling out.

A closer look revealed that the man's entire body was covered with bumps of varying sizes, his head swollen like a pig's head, and his clothes, which had been tidy, now tattered and covered in dust. It was the avalanche that had been so arrogant not long ago.

Behind him, Gu Feng put his hands in his pockets and watched his fleeing back calmly.

Afterwards, Yufeng, full of curiosity, couldn't wait to push through the crowd and get close to Gu Feng.

He raised his hand and patted Gu Feng's shoulder, his movements deliberately imitating the man's boldness, but he couldn't hide his playful spirit. He said, "Gu Feng, you are amazing! Tell me, how did you do it? Oh, by the way, what is the level of your innate soul power? Tell me quickly."

She asked questions in rapid succession, staring at Gu Feng without blinking.

Gu Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and responded with a relaxed look: "It's just so-so, nothing serious. Let's go back and eat first, and we can talk later if there's anything else."

After saying this, he turned around and sat back in his previous seat, ignoring the people around him who were still discussing heatedly, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to continue enjoying his interrupted meal.

Yufeng curled his lips, his face full of unsatisfied feelings, but he still followed Gu Feng obediently, muttering as he walked: "I knew you were hiding it, after dinner, you are not allowed to play tricks, you must tell me everything..."

……

After dinner, Gu Feng, Yu Feng and Ye Lingling walked out of the cafeteria together. The breeze blew gently, ruffling their hair.

At this time, they were preparing to go to the teaching building to familiarize themselves with their classes.

Along the way, Yufeng was like a cheerful little bird, chirping non-stop, completely exposing her nature as a curious baby.

She turned sideways and asked Ye Lingling about her innate soul power with great interest, then turned to Gu Feng, with a gleam of curiosity in her eyes, and asked how strong Gu Feng was.

The barrage of questions was so intense that Gu Feng was annoyed and could only respond perfunctorily.

However, Ye Lingling seemed to enjoy this kind of communication. She always had a smile on her face and patiently answered every question of Yufeng.

The three of them soon arrived in front of the freshman teaching building, where they saw a large, eye-catching notice board with the freshman class division information clearly written on it.

The three of them took a closer look, and the smiles on their faces froze instantly.

"Hey, what's going on? Why isn't Lingling in the same class with us?"

Yufeng couldn't help but complain, her tone full of loss. She was originally lively, but now she was like an eggplant hit by frost.

"There must be something wrong with this class division..."

Gu Feng was also speechless. They had clearly registered together. According to the common sense in the soul master world, where attacking and supporting skills were inseparable, Ye Lingling should have been assigned to the same class as him. However, the result of the class division was completely beyond his expectations.

Ye Lingling clenched her fists gently, a faint smile playing on her lips, and softly said, "It's okay, I'm in Class 1, just next door to you. It's very convenient for us to meet each other on a regular basis."

(End of this chapter)