Douluo's Gourd

Entering November, the weather becomes much colder.

Wang Xiaofeng took out a scarf from the soul tool and wrapped it around his neck, tremblingly opened the gate of the mimicry training site.

After practicing all night in the plant environment, I woke up to find that my hands and feet were a little stiff from the cold.

Walking out of the gate, the eastern morning glow dyed half of the sky red, but the shy sun dared not show up for a long time. As winter entered, the weather became colder and colder. A gust of cold wind blew head-on, and the leaves of all sizes on the campus were flying all over the sky.

Wang Xiaofeng shrunk his neck involuntarily, but felt his nose was a bit icy cold. As soon as he raised his head, he saw snowflakes falling from the sky one after another, getting bigger and bigger.

"It's really killing people. It's minus seventeen or eight degrees before December. Do you want to live?"

Although with Wang Xiaofeng's physical fitness, he would not get sick because of this low temperature, but such a low temperature environment still makes him, who lives in the south all year round, feel uncomfortable.

Wang Xiaofeng wrapped his coat tightly, and walked towards the cafeteria at a faster speed.

He wiped off the snowflakes on his body, and came to the familiar window, "Auntie, it's the same old thing."

"It's been prepared for you a long time ago." The two cafeteria aunts carried out a huge food box, and besides that, there was a pot of hot soup.

Wang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, pointed to the hot soup and said: "Um, it's too much, I didn't order hot soup."

A rather rich aunt said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, we invited you. The temperature has dropped rapidly these days, so we need to drink more hot soup."

"Is that so, then I won't be polite." Wang Xiaofeng put the hot soup and food box into the soul guide, and before leaving, he quietly put a silver soul coin by the window.

"This kid is still so polite..."

The wind and snow became more and more severe, and the distant mountains and forests seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, making it difficult to see clearly.

Wang Xiaofeng hurried to hurry, crossed the path, crossed the woods and returned to Liu Erlong's secluded wooden house.

In the open space next to the wooden house, several teenagers and girls were fighting fiercely.

"The fourth soul skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower."

Dai Mubai roared furiously, powerful soul power erupted from his body, the surrounding flying snow directly vaporized into mist under this energy, covering his body, only faintly seeing white light flickering inside.

"Be careful to dodge." On the opposite side of him, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's expressions suddenly changed. Ning Rongrong only had time to apply the speed increase to the two of them. The next moment, countless fist-sized golden light balls instantly passed through the water mist, Boomed towards the three of them.

Last time Dai Mubai targeted Wang Xiaofeng, all the attack power was concentrated on him, but this time he spread the attack and attacked multiple enemies at the same time.

Intensive bangs continued to resound, Wang Xiaofeng quickly caught Ning Rongrong who was thrown by Xiao Wu to the outside of the arena, at this time, apart from the smoke and dust raised by the constant explosions, only figures that kept dodging could be seen on the arena.

Although Xiao Wu is of the assault type, but her body is very sensitive, her speed is not much slower than Zhu Zhuqing's, and with teleportation on her body, Dai Mubai's fourth spirit ability is probably going to make her feel lonely.

"Ouch, no more fights, no more fights."

On the other side of the open space, the winner was decided faster than Dai Mubai's side, and a gray-headed and gray-faced figure rolled out of the flames, very embarrassed, "Third brother, why are you getting worse and worse like Xiaofeng?" Perverted, even my phoenix flames can't burn your blue and silver cage, you can't beat it, I admit defeat."

The empty space on one side suddenly trembled, and Oscar showed his figure: "Fatty, you can't do it, what did you say before the fight to get the mistress within 3 minutes..."

Ma Hongjun patted the dust off his body, and said angrily: "I will challenge third brother in the future and I will be a pig."

After the meteor shower landed, before the smoke cleared, a figure rushed out, turning into a sharp blade while running.

"The third soul skill, Nether Slash."

"Wow, you are going to murder your own husband." Dai Mubai's expression changed, the first spirit ring and the third spirit ring instantly lit up, and the two boosts instantly blessed him.

But Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Slash is not so easy to pick up, you must know that this is a soul skill that even Wang Xiaofeng's Vajra Gourd can chop a small piece.

But it was just to learn from each other, Zhu Zhuqing didn't use much strength, but the sharpness of Nether Slash turned into a super powerful impact, sending Dai Mubai flying.

"It seems that Zhuqing still loves me."

Before Dai Mubai could heave a sigh of relief, a figure appeared in front of Dai Mubai in an instant, the second spirit ring lightened slightly, Xiao Wu's red pupils reflected that frightened and slightly distorted face.

"I admit defeat, admit defeat!!"

Before the scorpion-tailed braid wrapped around his body, Dai Mubai had already loudly initiated surrender.

"Oh, it's boring." Xiao Wu landed lightly on the ground, showing a cute and evil smile, bouncing around to find Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing to celebrate.

"Mubai, don't be in a daze, breakfast is getting cold."

"Here we come." Dai Mubai patted the dust off his body, fortunately he reacted quickly just now, otherwise he would have suffered a set of soft skills.

Since the master left three days ago, Liu Erlong has been in charge of everyone's cultivation.In addition to the daily weight-carrying and training, Liu Erlong planned a one-hour battle training for everyone.

According to her words, only constant fighting can adapt to the strength of the body faster, so this kind of sparring training has been going on for three days.

Of course, apart from Wang Xiaofeng, the boost after being strengthened by the fairy medicine is too strong, and there is also a gourd vine that is elusive, no matter whether they are in a team or not, they will lose in a fight.

The only way to win was two-on-one, Tang San deliberately sacrificed himself, and then Xiao Wu took advantage of Wang Xiaofeng's inattention, teleported close and used a set of [-]-duan throws to win.

Even so, after Wang Xiaofeng ate sausages, he was alive and well again, and he couldn't tell that he had just eaten a set of eight-duan wrestling set meal.

Snow is falling outside the window, and everyone in the warm room is eating steamed buns and drinking hot soup, feeling very happy.

Ning Rongrong suddenly said: "I'm going to ask Teacher Erlong for leave and go back to the sect."

"Is it because of the Martial Soul?" Oscar was very smart and got to the point right away.

Ning Rongrong nodded, "That's right, but this is just one, and the other is that I need to talk to the Zongmen about the hidden weapons."

Hearing what Ning Rongrong said, Tang San remembered at this moment that he had indeed promised Ning Rongrong to help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School forge hidden weapons when he had free time.

Seeing Oscar turned his head, Tang San nodded and said: "There is indeed such a thing."

"By the way, Brother Feng, didn't you promise my brother before that you would go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as a guest, and I just want to go home, why don't you come together?"

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