Wang Jinxi said: "Go to my place." They are all special students with separate dormitories now, and they don't need to worry about being disturbed.
Mu Xi and Ouyang Zixin walked into the corridor, and she asked Ouyang Zixin with some confusion: "Do you know Tang Wulin?"
Ouyang Zixin nodded and said: "We know each other, maybe. We met while running one morning. How handsome is my junior brother! I saw that he was holding your arm just now. Could it be that between you..., hee
laugh."
Mu Xi blushed and said, "Don't think so wildly. He and I have nothing to do with each other." She denied it repeatedly, not even wanting to admit that Tang Wulin was her father's disciple.
Ouyang Zixin looked at her with a wicked smile on her face, "Is there really nothing? Then how come you were grabbed by his arm without having an attack? This is not like our Flame Queen style."
Mu Xi said: "You hate it, don't call me Flame Queen. Go back and rest." They are not only classmates, but also good friends, living in the same dormitory.
"Zixin, what's your impression of Tang Wulin?" Mu Xi asked as she went upstairs.
"It's pretty good! He looks a little shy, but he must be very talented. He seems to be in the newly established first-grade class zero. He is very fast. If I run, I can't outrun him.
Without using soul power." Ouyang Zixin said.
"Oh." Mu Xi nodded.
"You still say it doesn't matter? When have you ever cared about other men? However, the age gap between you is a bit big. He is at least three or four years younger than you. However, a female junior who holds a gold nugget seems to be too
Isn’t it impossible?”
"You still say that!" Mu Xi angrily rushed towards Ouyang Zixin, but Ouyang Zixin dodged with a smile.
Tang Wulin followed Wang Jinxi to his dormitory.
After closing the door, Wang Jinxi asked Tang Wulin to sit down. He didn't have Tang Wulin's contact information. He went to Tang Wulin's dormitory today to look for it but couldn't find it. Later, he asked Xie Xie and found out that Tang Wulin had gone out, but he didn't know what.
He could only come back when the time came. So he could only wait silently. Keep waiting.
After sitting down, Wang Jinxi fell silent, lowering his head, seeming to be thinking about something.
Tang Wulin could vaguely guess what he wanted to say, but it was hard to ask directly.
Finally, after a long while, Wang Jinxi raised his head and said, "Your martial spirit seems to have a suppressive effect on mine. I know I shouldn't ask, but I still want to know what's going on."
Tang Wulin frowned slightly, "It seems I shouldn't tell you my secrets."
Wang Jinxi looked at him, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't ask, but these days, my mind is full of these things. I can't calm down to practice, so I came to see you today. If you really don't want to tell me
, I’m not forcing it. But, I really want to know why this happens.”
"My martial spirit is the Bone Dragon King. After the martial spirit awakened, I knew that I had a very powerful and rare martial spirit, a dark attribute attack type, with both strength and attribute advantages. If I can cultivate to a certain level in the future
level, or with the right soul, I can even fly. My soul power is also improving by leaps and bounds. I always thought that I would be an excellent and powerful soul master, and I have been working very hard to develop in this direction. Until I met
you."
"I heard from my previous teacher that it is possible for martial spirits to be incompatible with each other. However, I never thought that the conflict would be so powerful. Your martial spirit will naturally have a huge suppressive effect on my martial spirit. Let's
My strength cannot be used at all. I began to doubt myself. I doubted whether there is any point in practicing so hard. No matter how hard I try, there is no way to compete with you when my attributes are suppressed. I am very troubled, so I
I have no choice but to come to you. If you don't want to tell me, forget it."
As he spoke, he lowered his head in pain.
He is calmer than his peers, but after all, he is only nine years old and is still very fragile. His calmness is the result of hard training, but when all this no longer seems to be so important, he
How could your mood not be affected?
"It's not a martial spirit." Tang Wulin's words made Wang Jinxi's pupils shrink instantly.
Tang Wulin sighed softly and said: "I can understand your mood, because I once had a worse time than you. At that time, my martial spirit had just awakened, and I was just a weak Blue Silver Grass. Everyone was
Tell me, what I have is a waste martial soul, and if it weren’t for the accompanying soul power, I wouldn’t even have a chance to become a soul master.”
"I wasn't discouraged at that time. Like you, I practiced very hard and also learned forging. Because I had to work hard to make money and save money to buy souls. My family's conditions were not good and it was very difficult financially. Finally, I
It's not easy to save enough money to buy a soul, but I was told that my money was only enough for random selection. When the soul I selected was a defective one, my despair at that moment should be far more intense than yours now.
"
"However, I still came step by step. I moved forward step by step. What I suppressed you was not my martial spirit. How could Blue Silver Grass suppress you? It was my bloodline, and even I am not perfect now.
The power of my bloodline has affected you. My bloodline should be related to dragon-like soul beasts. The level should be higher, and you have been affected by the power of my bloodline, so you are unable to display your true strength."
Wang Jinxi listened attentively, and he couldn't help but be moved when he heard Tang Wulin talk about his past despair. Although he was confused because of the failure in the promotion competition, he was far from despair.
"The power of blood?" Wang Jinxi's eyes revealed a look of thought.
There was hesitation in Wang Jinxi's eyes, "Wulin, can I feel your bloodline again?"
"Okay!" Tang Wulin didn't waste any time and stretched out his right arm directly. Under the influence of his thoughts, the golden scales emerged, and the looming dragon's power appeared.
Wang Jinxi's body was shaken, and he clearly felt the influence of Long Wei on his martial soul.
However, soon, his expression changed, it was no longer confused, but shocked.
"No, that's not right! It seems to be different from how I felt before." Wang Jinxi looked at Tang Wulin in surprise.
"Why is it different?" Tang Wulin didn't understand that he had the ability from the Golden Dragon King. Wang Jinxi had the Bone Dragon King's martial spirit. Listening to his feelings would undoubtedly be helpful to Tang Wulin's own cultivation.
"After I felt your dragon power before, my martial spirit would be quickly suppressed, preventing me from displaying my true strength in battle. But this time is different. When I feel your dragon power, I suddenly feel
, my soul power seems to be boiling, filled with an indescribable sense of power. Instead of being weakened, it seems to have become stronger. What is going on?"
No longer weakened? Instead, he became stronger?
Tang Wulin said: "Then you punch me and I can feel your power." Tang Wulin raised his right hand and faced Wang Jinxi.
Wang Jinxi nodded and punched Tang Wulin.
"Bang!" Tang Wulin remained motionless, but Wang Jinxi's body was shaken and he fell into the sofa.
His eyes quickly became dull, and when he looked at Tang Wulin, his surprise turned into disbelief.
"Changed, changed!"
Tang Wulin said: "What has changed? I don't seem to feel that your strength has become stronger! It seems that you are still a little weakened."
Wang Jinxi looked at him dumbfounded and said: "When I attacked you, my strength seemed to be rapidly declining and weakening in the process. When I hit you, it was completely different from just now."
Tang Wulin was also stunned. If he hits himself, he will be weakened? What is going on?
The expressions of both of them became strange, and Tang Wulin said: "I think we should ask Teacher Wu about this question. It is much better than guessing here by ourselves."
"Okay!" Wang Jinxi agreed without hesitation. If he didn't figure this out, he might not even be able to sleep.
The two quickly stood up and walked straight to Wu Zhangkong's dormitory.
Wu Zhangkong was wearing a loose white robe, with his long hair hanging naturally behind his back. The word "cold" couldn't be more appropriate to describe him.
I'm confused. When I came up with the chapter names, there were two chapters 118. When I uploaded it, it was directly 119. Invisibly, I added an update for everyone. Ahem. Anyway, I made it up! This chapter is called 118.
