Oscar is also gone.
Loneliness, helplessness, loss, pain, all kinds of emotions constantly hit Ning Rongrong's heart when she was only twelve years old, tears slipped silently, and she suddenly realized that maybe she was really wrong.
Have you ever had friends, and those children of the same age in the sect either grovel or hide away when they see them.
They all call themselves little witches behind their backs.
Friend, just extravagant hope no, no, no, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt a strong panic permeating his heart.
This night, for her, must be a sleepless night.
Many years later, when Qibao Liuli Ning Rongrong recalled the events of her youth, she told her children that there was a night, the most painful night of her life, which became an important turning point in her life.
Early morning.
Tang San had woken up from his cultivation, and cultivating the purple-level demon pupil every morning had already formed a habitual biological clock.
Oscar didn't sleep today but was cultivating, but before he woke up, Tang San walked out of the dormitory lightly, floated onto the roof, and began to practice every day.
After a night's rest, some of the internal injuries suffered yesterday have healed at this time, although there is still some faint pain in the internal organs, but it is not serious, and it will be completely recovered in another day or two.
While cultivating the purple-level demon pupil, Tang San's mind came up with the battle process with the two brothers Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger yesterday.
Especially the final blow of those two brothers.
The martial soul got rid of his hand, tracked the opponent's attack, and concentrated his full strength, their soul power was obviously lower than their own, but they could injure themselves, and if they met head-on, I am afraid they would be hit hard.
Even though it was the Iron Brothers' soul technique, it didn't seem to be difficult to complete.
You also have a hammer, so what would happen if you used this attack method on your own hammer as well?
Although Tang San's hammer did not come with a soul skill, he could be sure that his hammer was much heavier than the hammer of the Tie brothers.
As for tracking the enemy's figure, within a certain angle, it can also be done by controlling the crane and catching the dragon.
It's equivalent to sending out your hammer as a hidden weapon.
It's a pity that the two martial spirits can't be used at the same time, otherwise if you wrap the blue silver grass around the hammer handle, won't it be able to become a meteor hammer Thinking of this, Tang San decided to find time to try whether he could use his hammer martial soul like this, how to use the strength, how to throw the hammer, and what kind of technique to use, all of which needed to be known after actual experimentation, and at the same time, he had to practice many times.
Of course not, the black hammer consumes a huge amount of soul power, and his injuries have not recovered at this time.
Rash practice is easy to hurt yourself.
After the cultivation of the purple-level demon pupil was over, Tang San simply practiced the secret weapon for a while and went to breakfast, he was the earliest, and when he finished breakfast, Dai Mubai came to the cafeteria with a gloomy face.
Seeing that Tang San just nodded, he didn't say anything.
After Dai Mubai, the third one to appear was Xiao Wu, and then Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun.
Tang San told Xiao Wu that he was fine, and Xiao Wu sat down to eat with confidence.
Ma Hongjun looked refreshed, as if his weight had been lightened by a few pounds.
Although the fat man was rude, he was still good at observing words and expressions, and seeing Dai Mubai's gloomy face, he didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly ate breakfast.
As for Oscar and Ning Rongrong, neither came to the cafeteria.
"Fatty, you won't go out at night."
Seeing that breakfast was over, Dai Mubai suddenly spoke.
Ma Hongjun nodded and said in a low voice: "The evil fire was almost over yesterday, and I shouldn't go out for the next two days." ” Dai Mubai said: "Okay, you stay in the dormitory at night, I'm going to go out."
Go find the twins from last time. ” The fat man's eyes lit up, "Boss Dai, you eat meat, do I have any soup to drink?"
Dai Mubai said angrily: "This kind of thing is only happy if you love me, and the twisted melon is not sweet."
When he said this, he also deliberately glanced at Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't react at all, as if she hadn't heard their conversation at all, the cold little girl was just drinking the rice soup in front of her.
The invisible war did not continue, the bell rang for class, and everyone hurried to end their breakfast and came to the big field.
Neither the dean nor the teachers arrived, but there was already one person on the field, and it was Ning Rongrong.
But there is still no Oscar.
Her white and beautiful little face looked a little haggard, her eyes were red, and her spirit seemed to be very low.
It was Dean Flender who taught them today.
Tang Sanqi waited for a quarter of an hour before the dean came over.
Flender's gaze fell on Ning Rongrong first, but he didn't say anything to Ning Rongrong, "Today is the second lesson.
Oscar, he's sleeping again."
Tang San hurriedly said, "When I came out in the morning, he was still cultivating, maybe he was settled and couldn't wake up in time." ” Flender frowned, "Today's class, you can't take it without him."
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Tang San, you go and call him. ” Tang San was just about to go back to the dormitory, but he saw Oscar running over from the direction of the dormitory in a hurry.
However, his face was not a late panic, but full of excitement.
"Oscar, do you want to go lapping again," Dean Flender glared at him.
Oscar hurriedly shook his head, "No, Dean, you listen to my explanation.
I broke through, I'm at level 30. ” "What" is not only Flender, everyone threw surprised glances at Oscar at the same time, including Ning Rongrong.
Oscar is one year younger than Dai Mubai in terms of age, he is only fourteen years old, and at the age of fourteen, he has reached the level of thirty soul power, which is already a rather terrifying number, and more importantly, Oscar is a food-based martial soul, which belongs to the most difficult type of martial soul to cultivate.
In a sense, his level 30 was much more difficult than the level 30 of the Battle Soul Master.
And every time the strength of the food soul master increases, the role of food support will be greatly enhanced.
In the Douluo Continent, soul masters above level 30 are already relatively rare, and if they join the army, they can enjoy the treatment of a captain who commands thousands of people, or even higher.
Those above level forty are even less pitiful.
Food soul masters above level 50 are even rarer, and food soul masters above level 60 have almost never appeared, and even if there is, it is only possible to cultivate one in a place like a big clan or a martial soul hall for many years.
If it is said that the food soul master of the Great Soul Master level can sustain the food consumption of a hundred people, then one Soul Venerable, even if it is a Soul Venerable who has just broken through level 30, is enough to maintain the food supply of more than five hundred people.
As the level increases, this number will continue to rise.
At the same time, reaching level 30 means that the food that can be provided by the food system soul master will have a third caste addition.
For a team, it will be greatly improved.
Flender's eyes lit up visibly, "Good, good, good, Oscar, you didn't disappoint me."
You are the second of the current students to reach level 30.
On behalf of the College, I congratulate you. ” At this time, even Dai Mubai's face was no longer gloomy, and he walked up to Oscar and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Ao, congratulations."
Although you are a little slower than me to reach level 30, as a food-based soul master, you are already the most outstanding genius I have ever seen.
Could it be that falling out of love can help the soul master's martial soul break through?"
Xiao Ao glared at Dai Mubai with some embarrassment, then looked at Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were red, and said with a wry smile: "I have never been in love, so how can I talk about falling out of love."
Don't make fun of me. ” Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun also stepped forward to congratulate them.
Ning Rongrong stood in place, looking at Oscar with a somewhat complicated look, while Zhu Zhuqing lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Alright.
Today's lesson starts now.
Flender's voice pulled everyone back from their congratulations to Xiao O.
"Today's lesson was simple.
Oscar, you are the protagonist today.
Today's lesson is that in addition to Oscar, each of you must eat at least one of the two sausages made by Oscar's soul power. ” "What," Xiao Wu exclaimed as soon as she heard Flender's words.
"Dean, what is this class called?"
Flender said grandly: "This is called adaptation training."
Let me ask you, is life important or face important When you can only choose one of the two, which Oscar soul spell will you choose Although it is a bit obscene, I said yesterday that he is a food soul master full of innate soul power, and his talent is extremely high.
The martial soul sausage he made is the best food-based martial soul I have ever seen.
During your time at the Academy, he is one of you, and you will be training together, and if you can't reach a tacit agreement with him, you will waste your best support partner. ” "At the same time, this is also a training for your mentality, if you can't even do this, how to survive in the soul master world in the future In order to survive, you will have to do whatever it takes.
Not to mention eating a sausage, when life is in danger, even rats, cockroaches, and earthworms have to be eaten. ” Hearing Flender's last words, the faces of the three girls present turned pale at the same time, obviously difficult to look at.
Especially Ning Rongrong, who already vomited.
"This class is something that each of you has to do.
Otherwise, there is no need to stay.
Don't doubt my decision, on the first day each of you came here, someone told you that Shrek Academy cultivates monsters, not ordinary people.
Oscar, begin. ” To be continued: