Douluo's Gourd

"Gourd of Douluo"

"Your abilities are great. But the next moment is mine."

——by an unknown masked man.

Although such a detection method is like looking at a mountain through a fog, it cannot be fully investigated.

But Wang Xiaofeng is very confident, even if he can't understand the mystery of Fusion, he can follow suit and learn something similar.

The rest is the continuous experiment summary, there will always be a day to understand the principle.

If Huo Wu knew that Wang Xiaofeng secretly learned the secret art of fusion from a distance of [-] meters, he would definitely laugh at his overreaching.

Even if she is as smart as her, it took several years to barely learn it under the hands-on teaching of her predecessors.

Want to learn the secret technique of fusion on the spot, do you think you are an omniscient god?

When everyone was paying attention to the final climax of the battle, there was still one person who noticed Wang Xiaofeng's strange behavior at this time.

In the VIP seat, Bone Douluo sitting next to Ning Fengzhi seemed to have noticed something, and glanced at the Shrek Academy's phalanx in surprise, "I didn't expect Shrek to hide such a talented student, but I was mistaken." .”

At Bone Douluo's level, there are very few things that can make his mood turbulent.

Even Huo Wu, who has learned how to blend, is just a talented girl in his eyes.

Fusion?

No Title Douluo would learn this kind of tasteless skill.

There is only one advantage, and that is an unimaginable blow.

But compared to the advantages, the disadvantages are too many.

Excessively high training threshold, long charging time, complete collapse after attacking, being in a state of being slaughtered, etc.

Just find a copy of inheritance secrets in the secret library of Qibao Liulizong, which is better than fusion ring.

"elder brother!"

At this moment, Xiao Wu exclaimed, pulling Wang Xiao back to reality.

There was a burst of dizziness in the brain, Wang Xiaofeng felt his mouth was a little wet, and when he touched it, a bright red immediately came into view.

While his brain was still in a state of excitement, Wang Xiaofeng quickly took out a pen and paper to record the data, and by the way touched Oscar who was summoning sausages for Tang San with his butt.

"Xiao Ao, give me some recovery sausages."

"You're the same as Fatty, are you hungry?" Oscar turned his head and handed the sausage to Wang Xiaofeng, only to find that his face was very pale and blood was still dripping from his nose.

But Wang Xiaofeng seemed to be ignorant, and wrote something quickly on the paper with an indifferent face.

"Xiaofeng, why did you make it like this!"

Wang Xiaofeng, who was fighting for time with inspiration, had no time to reply him, he just opened his mouth silently, signaling him to put the sausage in quickly.

Oscar helplessly stuffed the sausage into Wang Xiaofeng's mouth.

Wang Xiaofeng chewed unconsciously, then swallowed.

Compared with Wang Xiaofeng, Tang San's situation is more dangerous.

Tang San originally used Huo Wu as a shield, but gave up at the last moment, using his body to forcibly resist the blow after Fu Huan.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Eight Spider Lances were strong enough and possessed the ability to avoid fire, they could have directly complained to Blazing Academy for intentional homicide.

"This is 300-year-old ghost cut grass. Use it to heal your hands."

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, he directly fainted to the ground.

Huo Wu was about to explode with anger, her towering chest was trembling constantly, she kicked the ghost cut grass that fell on the ground aside, "Tang San, I don't need you to pity me!"

The referee ignored the atmosphere at all and shouted loudly: "Blazing Academy wins this round."

"This injury is not serious, but it's more than auspicious."

"Summoning out the martial soul after the soul power is exhausted, it's just risking your life."

The academies who were watching the competition from the audience were discussing, thinking that after this competition, even if Tang San regained his life, it would be very difficult for him to participate in the next competition.

Tang San was soon carried off the ring by Shrek and his group, and Jiang Zhu followed closely behind while maintaining a healing state.

There were purple burn marks on Tang San's back, and the injury looked very serious.

Looking at the serious-looking Shrek and his party, Huo Wushuang raised his hand to signal, "Referee, we admit defeat."

"Brother! I haven't lost yet..."

Huo Wu shouted angrily.

"Quiet!"

But Huo Wushuang didn't pamper her like before, but picked up the century-old ghost cut grass on the ground, and bowed in the direction Shrek left, "I'm sorry that Tang San was seriously injured by Lingmei's immature actions. If you need my help, please speak up."

Dai Mubai said coldly: "No need, we will take good care of Tang San."

Seeing the undisguised anger of Shrek and his party, Huo Wushuang was immediately relieved.

Fortunately he conceded defeat quickly, otherwise Huo Wu might end up with the same injury as Tang San if the fight continued.

The grievances with Blazing Academy have come to an end for the time being.

But Tang San's situation is not optimistic.

The burn caused by the purple flame on the back was not healed under the double treatment of Jiangzhu and Oscar, and even had a tendency to expand.

"How's Xiao San?!"

Seeing Flender coming out of the tent, the master who was holding the freshly brewed medicinal soup hurriedly asked.

"Oh." Flender sighed, without saying a word.

"Little San!"

"Master, the third brother has been in a coma, and in just an hour, the burns have begun to spread to the limbs."

The master quickly fed the medicinal soup in his hand into Tang San's mouth, but after a few sips, Tang San spit it out in one gulp.

"What should I do..." Xiao Wu said irritably.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly said: "I'll go to my father and invite the best doctor."

Dai Mubai frowned, "No, time is too late."

Just when everyone was helpless, at this moment, the door of the infirmary was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

"I come."

At Wang Xiaofeng's request, the gourd suddenly produced a suction force out of thin air.

This suction was not strong, but the purple toxin on Tang San's body seemed to be forcibly pulled from Tang San's body, reluctantly turned into a purple air current, and was sucked into the gourd.

"It's about the same now, as long as Jiangzhu..."

As Wang Xiaofeng was talking, he suddenly fell to the side.

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