Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

"I went to Soto to buy a new mattress so you would be more comfortable."

"No one mentioned it, but the mattress on the twenty-copper-coin bed is softer than the bed board."

……

Upon hearing Flander's words, the master's lips twitched:

If Tang San hadn't been there, he would have turned around and left immediately.

It's been years, and you've gotten even better at being stingy, you idiot!

A mattress that costs twenty copper coins—what's so great about that?

?

Du Cheng and the others were of course unaware of the exchange between the master and Flander.

Because of what happened in the morning, Du Cheng and the others could only have a simple meal in the academy cafeteria.

Regarding Shrek Academy's cafeteria, Du Cheng could only say five words:

It has no color, aroma, or taste... what a terrible thing it has!

After filling their stomachs, the three of them simply began practicing the Eighteen Falling Techniques of Zhanyi in the courtyard of Yicunju.

To Du Cheng's surprise, Ning Rongrong was also very interested in these things.

"Brother Cheng, is this your self-created soul skill?"

Ning Rongrong pouted slightly, revealing a large dimple on her face, as her gaze fell on Du Cheng.

"I'd like to learn too, can you teach me?"

what is this?

Seeing the expectant look on Ning Rongrong's face, Du Cheng's lips twitched slightly:

The dream of a top-tier support player to become a great warrior?

"This martial art is called 'Eighteen Falls with Clothes on Clothes,' and it was taught to me by a master."

However, since Ning Rongrong had already spoken, Du Cheng naturally wouldn't refuse.

“Teaching you is no problem, but…”

"It takes a lot of effort to learn this martial art."

"I can hold on!"

No sooner had Du Cheng spoken than Ning Rongrong firmly expressed her stance:

"Brother Cheng, shall we begin now?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong eagerly striking a pose, Du Cheng could only manage a wry smile:

"In that case, let's get started."

"First, this hand should be placed here..."

"Lift your butt up a little higher, hey, yes, yes, yes!"

"Here, faster, even faster..."

Once he gets into teaching mode, Du Cheng is very serious.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong.

"Brother Cheng, I forgot this move. What should I do next?"

"Brother Cheng, do you think I'm lifting my butt high?"

"Brother Cheng, could you help me spread my legs a little wider?"

……

While Du Cheng was teaching Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who had clearly mastered the Eighteen Falling Techniques, also started making crazy mistakes.

More importantly, every time these two girls made a mistake, Du Cheng had to personally correct them.

Then, Ning Rongrong also miraculously forgot the basic movements she had just mastered.

"Brother Cheng, look at my lower body, is it like this?"

"Brother Cheng, don't move, I can do it myself!"

……

"Okay, that's it for today."

After teaching and imparting knowledge to the three women back and forth for just one hour, Du Cheng felt completely exhausted.

Women are tigers, the old monk was right!

Ignoring the three women's clingy gazes, Du Cheng rushed back to his room after finishing his sentence.

Damn it, who would have thought that even being a traitor like Cao Cao is so difficult these days?

Compared to Du Cheng, Ning Rongrong, who also returned to her room, had an even redder face.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, when has she ever been so close to any other man besides her father and two grandfathers?

In the beginning, Ning Rongrong was actually seriously learning martial arts.

But after discovering Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's subtle actions, she also developed a competitive spirit:

I am Ning Rongrong, how can I lose to others?

Therefore, the remaining time would be spent 'playing' with Du Cheng by the three women!

Thinking about her expression, actions, and words just now, Ning Rongrong wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong, how could you do such a thing?

But... Makoto's hands are so big, and his waist is so strong...

[Ding! The host's bond with Ning Rongrong has reached 45 or 50, allowing for an advanced lottery draw!]

Hearing the voice coming from beside him, Du Cheng couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly:

So, I was just teased, right?

Perhaps because he had exhausted too much energy in the afternoon, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing did not launch a "night raid" that night, which allowed Du Cheng to get a rare good night's sleep.

However, compared to Du Cheng, Tang San and the others did not have a peaceful night.

"Fatty, what happened to you?"

Upon seeing Ma Hongjun lying on the bed with a bald head, his eyebrows gone, and a burnt smell emanating from him, Dai Mubai and the others, who had just returned to the dormitory, were taken aback.

"Could it be that they were tricked by those peasants in the village?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of disdain flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes:

As a Soul Master, if he were to be outmaneuvered by an ordinary person, Ma Hongjun would truly be a useless piece of trash.

"how is this possible?"

After baring his teeth and retorting, Ma Hongjun finally spoke:

"It's just that I, Fatty, was unlucky and ran into a tough opponent today."

Thinking about his experience today, Ma Hongjun felt a sense of frustration.

Without Dai Mubai and the others needing to ask, he quickly recounted what had happened that day.

"It's Du Cheng again!"

As soon as Ma Hongjun finished speaking, Dai Mubai slammed his hand on his bed with a dark expression:

"I'm going to teach this guy a lesson!"

"Boss Dai, could it be that you also..."

Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Anti-Du Cheng Alliance

Ma Hongjun was quite clear about Dai Mubai's personality:

If he hadn't suffered a loss at Du Cheng's hands, he certainly wouldn't have acted so out of control.

Recalling his teacher's earlier words of advice, Ma Hongjun felt a surge of joy.

What is this called?

It's a perfect storm of favorable timing, location, and people!

Dai Mubai, of course, had no idea what Ma Hongjun was thinking.

"Humph!"

"It was just a moment of carelessness on my part."

With a cold snort, Dai Mubai did not directly answer Ma Hongjun's question.

"Tang San, didn't you say that you could deal with Du Cheng once your teacher arrived?"

His gaze fell on Tang San, who was standing to the side, and Dai Mubai asked directly.