Douluo's soul ring has no skills

The sky is filled with stars, and the chirping of insects and birds occasionally sounds in the silent night, giving people a sense of tranquility.

After waking up from the medicinal bath, Tang San came to the cafeteria, hurriedly finished his dinner and walked towards the master's room.

"Dong dong" the knock on the door sounded

The master who was checking his "notes" said "Please come in" without raising his head.

The visitor was naturally Tang San, and he hesitantly called out "Teacher"

The master then raised his head and saw his disciple's face full of unwillingness.

"Perhaps it is only in front of myself and that person that Xiaosan would reveal his true feelings like this," the master thought to himself, and then slowly said, "Xiaosan, I know you have grudges about losing at Su Le's hands, but do you know his Who is the teacher?”

Tang San calmed down his expression and said respectfully, "Please ask the teacher to clarify my doubts."

Seeing Tang San respecting his master, the master was very pleased and smiled slightly, "His teacher is a titled Douluo, his title is Sword, his name is Chen Xin, and his martial spirit is Qisha, who is known as the best attacker in the world. sword!"

Tang San's pupils shrank, and most of the unwillingness in his eyes dissipated, and he exclaimed in shock, "Sword Dou Luo Chenxin!"

Seeing this, the master smiled and nodded, "Yes, he is Sword Douluo's direct disciple, and I just checked the information. Su Le's strange state should be Sword Douluo's self-created soul skill "My Body is Like a Sword." "

Tang San whispered in confusion, "My body is like a sword?"

The master shook his head and sighed, "Teacher only knows that this is Sword Douluo's unique soul skill, but he really doesn't know its specific power and effectiveness."

Tang San was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he didn't expect the master's next words to change: "But from today's battle, we can know that this state can increase the attack, and it can also allow Su Le to directly use the body to release attacks. It should be in harmony with the beast martial spirit." The martial soul possessing him has the same effect, so he was able to receive Mubai's blow without getting hurt. In addition, I guess he can also use his body to directly use soul skills!"

Except for not guessing Su Le's physical strength, the rest of the master's observations were still very accurate.

"Don't you know, teacher, that Su Le's attack method is sword energy?" Although Tang San was puzzled that the master did not recognize the sword energy, he was more curious about my body as a sword, and couldn't help but praise, "Teacher, your To put it bluntly, my body is like a sword, and my skills really live up to the name.”

The master had already stood up, walked to Tang San, and touched Tang San's head comfortingly, "Xiao San, your blue silver grass is weak compared to the sword, and its attributes are restrained by it, so it is normal for you to lose. But you don’t have to be unwilling or discouraged, the teacher assures you that your second martial spirit is definitely more powerful than Su Le!"

Looking up and seeing the unconcealed fanatical admiration in his teacher's eyes, Tang San realized that his hammer was definitely extraordinary, so he put aside his failure and nodded firmly.

Seeing his disciple regaining confidence, the master patted Tang San lightly on the shoulder, "It's getting late. You should go back and rest. You have to continue training tomorrow!"

"Yes, teacher!" Tang San left the room, and the master walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky and murmured to himself, "What about Sword Douluo? You still have to surrender in front of that guy!"

In the girls' dormitory, Xiao Wu, who had always been lively and active, lay tiredly on the bed, not wanting to move at all. Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate to give in. Only Ning Rongrong sat in front of the table, holding her chin and looking out the window in a daze.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu said weakly to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, what are you thinking about? Why haven't you gone to bed to rest? Aren't you tired after a day of training?"

Ning Rongrong, who was in a daze, finally came back to her senses, and saw Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing lying on the bedside staring at him. Thinking of what he had just thought, his face felt hot.

Xiao Wu "suddenly realized" and said with a wink, "Oh, it turns out I'm thinking about my brother."

"Yes, I'm just thinking about my family Lele." Ning Rongrong puffed up her small chest and said confidently, "I'm not like someone who dares not admit it. We are obviously a brother and sister who are in love with each other, but... But I have to say it’s a brother-sister relationship.”

"Rongrong, you are disgusting," Xiao Wu blushed and shouted coquettishly.She really wanted to get up and chase Ning Rongrong, but unfortunately she was powerless, so in the end she had to shyly bury herself between the pillows.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been cold-tempered, couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw this scene. Although it was only for a short moment, he still fell into Ning Rongrong's eyes: "Zhuqing, you look so pretty when you smile."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu quickly turned her head, but unfortunately, what came into view was still Zhu Zhuqing's iceberg face. In desperation, she joked, "Zhuqing, why don't you smile again and let me see it too?"

Zhu Zhuqing said depressedly, "You two are really energetic, and you are still in the mood to joke around if you don't have a good rest."

"Zhuqing, we are almost the same. We are nothing like Rongrong. Master's punishment and training can't stop this little girl's passion."

As soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, Ning Rongrong threw herself on her and pinched her armpits and waist, which made Xiao Wu laugh. Her words of begging for mercy were intermittent, "Rongrong...haha, no... ...Stop making trouble, I...I was wrong."

Zhu Zhuqing just shook his head helplessly. After a long time, Ning Rongrong let Xiao Wu go. But Xiao Wu was so tormented and said reluctantly, "Rong Rong, why are you still so energetic?"

After playing around, Ning Rongrong also felt tired and went back to his bed to lie down and rest.

"My friend Lele and his teammates also practice this way. Although they can't run as far as us, the load is heavier than us. I trained with him for a while before, so I performed better than you."

Hearing what Ning Rongrong said, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel that Su Le's strong strength was inseparable from such training, and he was determined to work hard himself!

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was filled with questions, "Isn't Su Le from your Qibao Glazed Sect? Why is he studying in the academy? Which academy is he in? Rongrong, you like him so much, why don't you go to the same academy with him?"

"Su Le first entered Tiandou Royal Academy, and then went to our Qibao Glazed Sect to learn swordsmanship from Grandpa Jian. As for me not going to Tiandou Academy but coming here, it was all arranged by my father," Ning Rongrong said At this point, the interest has waned. "Okay, let's go to bed early. If I'm not wrong, we will still have to train like this tomorrow!"

"What!" Xiao Wu exclaimed and then became helpless and stopped talking.

There was a small courtyard with only two rooms in Soto City. Su Le bought it after making money in the Soul Fighting Arena. Su Le had just cleaned it inside and out. "Oh, I haven't been back for two years. I forgot about it." I still have a property here."

After finishing cleaning up, Su Le thought carefully about today's battle with Tang San. He still felt a little regretful that he still hadn't personally seen the ghost shadow and Xuan Yushou.

Thinking about how Tang San would learn the random cloak and the Great Sumeru Hammer in the future, Su Le's head felt a little painful.

"Speaking of which, should I research some other tricks?"