Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 142 Practical training of the Netherworld White Tiger

Wang Xiaofeng, who returned to Shrek Academy, began to live a life of self-discipline again.

"Teacher Zhao and the dean are out?" Wang Xiaofeng looked at the master in surprise.

The master said calmly: "Well, the two of them went to Tiandou City in advance to inquire about the situation, so as not to waste too much time on the road."

"Oh, I was still thinking about asking Teacher Zhao to help with training." Wang Xiaofeng said helplessly.

"Teacher Zhao is not here, but other teachers are still free. You can find them." The master stopped the pen in his hand, moved his wrist, and reminded.

"That's the only way it can be." Wang Xiaofeng sighed and left the college office.

This was Wang Xiaofeng's second day back at the academy. Zhao Wuji's disappearance disrupted the training plan he had worked so hard to make.

Although the master reminded him that he could find other teachers, the soul pressure of Li Yusong and Lu Qibin could no longer provide him with any training. His soul control had reached the bottleneck of this level.

"It's so annoying. Teacher Zhao is not here. Just carrying weights has no effect on exercise, and the control of soul power has reached a bottleneck. Is it possible that we can only practice soul power to attack the soul sect." Wang Xiaofeng was sitting in the cafeteria, eating lunch carelessly. , while thinking.

The others remained silent and kept their heads down while eating. People who have learned to overeat are quite cruel when eating. If you dare to be distracted while eating, you will find that the food in front of you disappears in an instant.

Since everyone had learned to overeat, the food prepared every day doubled several times. Fortunately, the master had the foresight to hire several women from the village to help in advance, otherwise it would have taken an hour just to process the ingredients.

But Flanders had a headache. Raising a Wang Xiaofeng was already troublesome, but now everyone has Wang Xiaofeng's appetite, and the money he spends on food every day is gone like water. This time I went out with Zao Wuji as suggested by the master, saying that I wanted to relax my mind, out of sight and out of mind.

Wang Xiaofeng took the food for a long time and it tasted nothing in his mouth. When he came back to his senses, he found that there was air in the food and all the food on the table had been eaten, leaving only some soup.

"Hey, there's such a big pig's trotter in front of me. Fatty, did you eat it?" Wang Xiaofeng looked angrily at Ma Hongjun, who was burping at the side.

"Brother Feng, it's unfair. You obviously ate those pig's trotters." Ma Hongjun pointed to the bones on the table in front of Wang Xiaofeng.

Wang Xiaofeng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and said awkwardly: "Yeah, it seems I wrongly blamed you."

Ma Hongjun secretly wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, Wang Xiaofeng didn't notice that except for the plate of pig's trotters, he ate all the other dishes in front of him.

Dai Mubai bit his toothpick and said, "Xiao Feng, what are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in it that you don't even eat much."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the clean dishes and could only get up and get a bowl of broth. After hearing Dai Mubai's words, he replied: "I'm thinking about how I'm going to spend the rest of the month."

Oscar said: "This is not easy to handle. The training is over. The master has to conduct an assessment after the vacation."

Wang Xiaofeng said helplessly: "Four hours of daily practice is enough for me. I want to exercise other things, such as physical fitness. Unfortunately, Teacher Zhao is not in the academy."

Dai Mubai thought for a while and said, "How about we become our opponents? It has been so long since Zhuqing and I completed the martial soul fusion technique, and we still don't know what it's like to fight."

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head quickly, "Just me? No, no, I won't do this kind of thing where I'm just getting beaten, unless I add a fat guy, it's almost the same." Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair, "Hey, don't talk nonsense. Come on, I'm just a pitiful, helpless and weak great soul master, how can I withstand the claws of the Netherworld White Tiger?"

"Fat Man's self-created soul skills are quite good in terms of defense, but they still have big flaws and are not perfect. We just take this opportunity to check and fill in the gaps and improve them."

"I think it's pretty good, no need to add anything." Ma Hongjun said quickly.

"I want it to be my opinion and not yours. It's settled. Look at how much weight you've gained over the past month or so. Even overeating can't keep up with your digestion speed." Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but patted Ma Hongjun's belly. Suddenly it was like a wave.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was not very full, drank most of the remaining pot of broth, and then barely filled his stomach.

"Let's go, it's time to digest food after eating." After eating, everyone consciously began to overeat. By the time Wang Xiaofeng finished drinking the broth, everyone was digested enough to exercise.

Pulling Ma Hongjun, who was crying, everyone came to the familiar college playground.

Ning Rongrong stood in the distance and provided boosts to Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun. Together with Wang Xiaofeng's own three soul ring boosts, the two of them were suddenly enveloped in a curtain of light, so bright that even the sun couldn't cover it up.

Purple flames and the Phoenix Soul Skill flashed from Ma Hongjun's body. It was time for him to perform. A huge flaming phoenix appeared on Ma Hongjun's body, its wings shook, and it blocked in front of him.

"I'm ready."

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other and quickly completed the martial spirit possession.

The white tiger flashing with golden light jumped out and merged with the civet cat bursting with faint black light in the air. The huge Netherworld White Tiger appeared in front of everyone again.

The huge Netherworld White Tiger, taking steps as if it were ruling the world, turned into a surging and huge stream of light and soared into the sky.

"No, are you serious?" Ma Hongjun saw the action of the Netherworld White Tiger, and desperately input the soul power in his body into the body of the Flame Phoenix. The Flame Phoenix, which received the supply of soul power, let out a cry, and the flames on the body surface were intense. It burned and began to turn into deep purple.

"Boom!" Under the powerful impact of the Netherworld White Tiger, most of the Flame Phoenix's body collapsed. Ma Hongjun only felt a huge force hitting him, and his body couldn't help but fly backwards.

Wang Xiaofeng desperately supported Ma Hongjun's body from behind, and he couldn't help but retreat, leaving two long scratch marks on the ground.

The huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger circled in the air and landed firmly on the ground. In the end, Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun failed to stop themselves, and staggered and rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

The huge Netherworld White Tiger transformed into two people again. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's steps faltered, and they sat directly on the ground panting. It seemed like a simple blow, but it consumed most of their soul power.

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