It was another morning.

After gently closing the book, he entered the soul guide, the blade stood up and went downstairs.

The forty laps I ran last night had consumed a lot of physical energy.

Have breakfast first. Who wants to eat the hard dry food in the soul guide if you can eat the hot mouthful?

A gaze moved away in a hurry as he got up.

When the sword broke out of the dormitory, he met Tang San who had returned after practicing the purple demon eyes.

"Miss, are you going to have breakfast together?"

Tang San rarely smiled: "Then let's go together."

Blade smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

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When Tang San and Blade Feng came to the cafeteria, there was still no one inside.

"Missary, did you meet any interesting opponents in the Great Soul Fighting Arena yesterday?"

The blade swallowed a mouthful of braised pork and said.

"To be honest, no."

Tang San shook his head.

Blade Fen smiled and said, "It would be too hurtful if your opponent heard this, but it would be normal. As far as your strength is concerned, you shouldn't easily encounter the so-called interesting opponent."

Tang San smiled bitterly and said, "I can't afford this evaluation. After all, there is someone sitting in front of me who I can't see through."

After digging, Daofeng said, "Miss San really likes to joke. I am just a 24-level newbie. I feel a little embarrassed when you, a big guy who is almost thirty-level, praised it like this."

Looking at the blade with a faint smile on his face and a calm tone, Tang San shook his head.

"I don't like to joke."

"Come on, try this, it tastes great."

The blade grabbed a piece of braised pork into Tang San's bowl.

"ah?"

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The two of them were talking about some problems in their practice.

Blade had to sigh that this kid's knowledge was indeed wide. His casual insights about martial souls and soul beasts opened his eyes, who was lacking in knowledge.

The two of them ate very slowly. Tang San is actually a relatively lonely person. He is not good at chatting (he is a good person when he speaks ruthlessly), and he doesn't like to chat very much, especially the so-called casual chat. He always doesn't know how to lead the next sentence, and it is common to chat to death.

He is a pragmatic person. You have to talk to him about theory, battle, hidden weapons, poisoning, etc.

These can be talked from morning to night, and will continue to help you fall asleep after you fall asleep, and then teach you in your dreams.

But Tang San felt that it was a good idea to chat with Blade Feng. Blade Feng could always calmly resolve the embarrassment when he died of chatting, which was quite pleasant.

The two of them were having a chat.

Someone is here.

First Dai Mubai, then Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and then Ma Hongjun.

One after another, several people came, and saw Daofeng and Tang San arrived early, and were talking and laughing.

Dai Mubai was a little surprised. He communicated a lot with Tang San, but he rarely saw him laugh. He seemed to have never seen him laugh except when facing Xiao Wu.

After hearing someone coming, Blade and Tang San stopped talking and looked out the door.

"Missary, you guy, no wonder you were not there when you looked for you. It turned out that you were here with the guy Blade Fen first!"

Xiao Wu was jealous.

Tang San smiled awkwardly.

Daofeng smiled and replied, "How could he be so angry that he would be punished? Tang San has been talking about you."

"Hmph! That's about the same."

Tang San was confused. Did we talk about Xiao Wu just now?

But he was not a stupid person either, so he reacted immediately. He nodded gratefully to the blade in secret, otherwise he would not know how to coax Xiao Wu when he went back.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see something from Tang San's slightest movement, except Xiao Wu, who jumped to Tang San's side, sat down.

All of them sat down.

Ning Rongrong looked at the blade and snorted, turning his head away.

She looked a little weak.

Xiao Wu chattered and talked to Tang San about the battle at the Great Soul Fighting Arena last night.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were chatting, and from time to time they looked at Zhu Zhuqing sitting in a deviant corner.

I saw Zhu Zhuqing eating in small mouthfuls, eating in small mouthfuls.

Ning Rongrong glared at the blade from time to time and chewed the vegetables hard, as if he was chewing it.

Blade smiled and shook his head to continue eating.

However, the conversation between Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Dai Mubai's dirty words were obviously for the girl named Zhu Zhuqing, which can be seen by the blade.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't even raise her head in response.

Blade guessed that something might have happened in the Great Soul Fighting Arena last night, but he felt that the problem would not have been caused by Zhu Zhuqing.

He has a good ability to recognize people, and he can tell at a glance that Zhu Zhuqing is a very good girl.

He was a little annoyed by Dai Mubai's behavior and was too disgraceful to the male face.

But he didn't pay much attention to it. Most of these things were unreasonable, and outsiders intervened, which was just annoying.

After eating the last grain of rice, Blade stood up and smiled and said, "I'll leave first."

Ning Rongrong snorted, and did not say anything like "If you like to leave, who cares about you?".

The blade puts the tableware in the designated position and leaves.

Oscars still didn't come.

But it doesn't matter. He is a food soul master and will not starve to death easily.

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The bell for class rang, and everyone hurriedly finished their breakfast and came to the playground.

Daofeng noticed that Dai Mubai's face was a little gloomy. Maybe something happened after he left.

The dean and the teachers are not there.

They saw the blade that was coming from under the tree with the book closed.

Tang San was a little surprised. Even though he liked reading so much, why didn’t he know some basic knowledge very well?

Can't figure it out.

Everyone waited for a while and saw someone slowly coming from behind.

That strong physique, tall figure, unique appearance, treacherous eyes, four-cornered glasses with ancient art.

That’s right, it was still Flander, the great dean who taught them today!

Flander's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong the first time and nodded: "Not bad."

Ning Rongrong's lips curled up slightly, and you don't even look at who I am? I am Ning Rongrong!

Today's task is to eat Oscars' sausage.

It was a bit unacceptable to the other people.

But for the blade, this can be considered a pleasure.

Oscar came in a hurry, which was a desperate operation in the past, but today he broke through to episode 30 and then the situation was unusual.

Almost everyone was shocked.

Almost one is the Blade, but he heard Dai Mubai talk about the strength of the Oscars.

He just wanted to say: You guys are surprised! You have been staying at level 29 for so long, isn’t it the right thing to break through?

Blade ignored that Oscars are food-based, which is a system that is difficult to practice, otherwise there would be no high-level food-based soul masters.

Everyone expressed their congratulations. Ning Rongrong stood there, looking at Oscar with some complex eyes, while Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

To illustrate how important Oscar's sausage is, you must never resist it, Flander said a lot.

Blade knew that this is the reason. When it was really a desperate situation, even if it was human flesh...

The three girls present looked ugly - they actually wanted to eat the big sausage from the strange uncle!
To be continued...