Douluo's Gourd

"This one." The master glanced at the badge on the opponent's chest, and said in a deep voice: "The teacher of the military academy, I don't know what to do."

"Haha, Shrek has cultivated so many talented students. Our academy respects Shrek Academy's teaching methods, and we need to communicate more in the future." The dark-skinned middle-aged man did not answer the master's question directly. , but mentioned an unrelated matter.

Shrek Academy's performance in this elite competition is too amazing, at least it proves that this academy is capable of cultivating some elite talents.

For the exchange between the two colleges, Flender did not even think about it, and decisively agreed.

After all, communicating with other academies would do no harm to Shrek, and they could prostitute each other for nothing. The military academy's tacit understanding training skills between students had made Flender envious for a long time.

"Then it's settled. After the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is over, we will discuss the details." The middle-aged man showed a very simple and honest smile, said a few words, and left the lounge.

What is this teacher here for?Everyone looked at each other, and several question marks slowly appeared on their heads. Only the master looked at the back of the other party leaving thoughtfully.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, but this time it was as Zao Wou-ki speculated before, it was all a visit from an advertiser.

Because of the sensitive issue of the golden soul coin, everyone left the lounge and went back to the academy, leaving Flender alone with them.

Wang Xiaofeng came to the auditorium, ready to watch the next match of Xianyin Academy against Shrek.

It's a pity that Xianyin Academy met Thunder Academy in this match, and within half a minute, Xianyin Academy was eliminated by the opponent.

He could only get some unimportant information. For example, the seven students from Xianyin Academy were all control-type soul masters, and their martial souls were all related to musical instruments.

The attack method is probably to influence the opponent with sound.

The other attack strengths, the effects of soul skills, etc., can't be seen at all. It's really because the gap in soul power between the two sides is too large, and they were eliminated too quickly.

After getting all the information he could get, Wang Xiaofeng pushed the wheelchair and left the Great Soul Arena.

It has to be said that after so many days of practice, Wang Xiaofeng has already mastered the use of wheelchairs. He saw a bloated wheelchair quickly shuttling through the crowd. After only half an hour, when Wang Xiaofeng left the snack street, Food is already hanging behind the wheelchair.

infirmary.

"Dangdangdangdang, I'll bring you delicious food."

Before people come in, the aroma of food has already drifted in.

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng pushed open the door, Ma Hongjun's loud voice echoed throughout the room, "As expected of my best brother, he knows how to bring delicious food to visit me."

"Hey, everyone is awake." Wang Xiaofeng put the wheelchair into the soul guide, and walked in with a bag of food. Facing Ma Hongjun's excited eyes, he smiled awkwardly, "Fatty, I didn't expect that." You wake up so early, these are not for you."

Ma Hongjun's cheerful smile froze immediately, and saw Wang Xiaofeng take out a bowl of very light porridge from the soul guide and push it in front of him, Ma Hongjun looked down, there was really not a drop of oil or water on it, and he rolled his eyes immediately, Weakly fell on the hospital bed.

Tang San on the side obediently opened his mouth to eat the food Xiao Wu handed over, and said with a smile when he saw this: "Fatty, I said you were too happy, now the extreme joy begets sorrow."

Oscar intentionally took a sip of the medicinal meal that Ning Rongrong spent a lot of money on, smacked his lips and said, "Ah, it smells so good."

"You guys are so hateful, I want to be alone." Ma Hongjun felt very uncomfortable facing the scene where both sides were showing affection, he could only turn his grief into strength, picked up the porridge and drank it stand up.

"It seems that you are recovering well." The master walked in, and found that Wang Xiaofeng and the others were talking and laughing, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

Tang San smiled and said: "Teacher, I made you worry."

Wang Xiaofeng bit the big chicken leg with his left hand, and pointed to the two people lying on the bed at the innermost side with his right hand, "Master, why haven't Zhuqing and Mubai woke up yet?"

"I've checked, there is a strange power awakening in Zhu Zhuqing's body, according to this progress, it will probably be awakened the day after tomorrow, as for Dai Mubai..."

Speaking of Dai Mubai, the master said with rare hesitation: "It stands to reason that most of his mental power has recovered, and he should wake up around the same time as Xiao San and the others."

In terms of spirit and soul, the entire Douluo Continent has not actually done in-depth research. After all, there are too few martial souls related to the awakening of this aspect, and it is not worthwhile to intensify research.

So in the face of Wang Xiaofeng's inquiry, the master couldn't give any advice for a while.

Tang San said suddenly: "It's okay, I have a secret medicine formula to treat mental power here, I will ask Brother Feng to cook a dose for Boss Dai later on."

Oscar suddenly realized: "That's right, I almost forgot that Xiao San is still a master of herbal medicine."

Tang San said modestly: "Since ancient times, medicine and poison have not been separated, and I only know a little about saving people."

Tai Long exclaimed: "As expected of the young master, he is powerful. By the way, young master, my whole body is sore, what kind of medicine do you think I should take?"

Tang San swept it with the Purple Demon Eye, "Oh, your muscles are stiff from sleeping for too long, just ask Xiao Wu to move your muscles and bones later."

Tai Long broke out in a cold sweat immediately, "Ah, I suddenly found that my body is not so sore, so I don't have to bother Miss Xiao Wu's head."

After finishing lunch, Wang Xiaofeng came to the kitchen with the herbs Tang San gave, picked up a huge casserole and started cooking.

"First put bupleurum, woody fragrance, white peony root, salvia miltiorrhiza, sandalwood, schisandra, Polygonatum odoratum, cooked jujube kernels, vines, raw keel and boil for half an hour..."

According to the prescription written by Tang San, after decocting the medicine for an hour, Wang Xiaofeng walked into the infirmary with two large bowls of medicinal soup exuding a severe bitter taste.

"Ah, what does it smell like! Just smelling it like this makes my mouth bitter." Ma Hongjun stuck out his tongue with an unbelievable expression.

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The taste that Ma Hongjun dislikes the most is bitterness. Although he claims to be the number one gourmet in mainland China, he never eats food related to bitterness.

Oscar nodded in agreement and said, "This taste is indeed a bit unpleasant, but luckily it's not for me."

The others had long been smoked and escaped from the infirmary, and only a few of them were too late to leave because of their health.

Tang San on the side scolded with a smile: "I have no experience, this is a rare good thing."

Wang Xiaofeng had already entered the state of internal breath, with a expressionless face, he directly poured the medicinal soup into the mouths of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

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"Gourd of Douluo"