"Well..." The sloppy old man who was called Mr. Xuan swallowed a mouthful of chicken and turned to look at Wang Yan. What was surprising was that he looked very old in other places, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. Only his eyes were
It was actually red, and it had a thrilling feeling. However, his eyes were a little scattered, and even a little confused, as if he didn't listen to Wang Yan's words seriously at all.
"The original martial spirit is quite interesting." Mr. Xuan muttered, his voice a little hoarse and old.
Wang Yan asked: "Mr. Xuan, does the hair martial spirit count as the main body martial spirit?"
Mr. Xuan said while eating and drinking, "Let's get involved."
Wang Yan said: "In that case, sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo should be worthy of your attention. These two little girls can also perform martial soul fusion skills. If they can be related to the original martial arts, their future development potential should be very strong.
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Mr. Xuan shook his head and said: "Hair? No. You claim to be a theoretical researcher, how come your understanding of the original martial spirit is so poor?"
Wang Yan smiled bitterly and said: "There is really no research object! There is even less information about the Noumenon Martial Spirit. The Noumenon Sect has always been secluded from the world."
Mr. Xuan chuckled, stood up, and stepped on the lawn with his wet feet. He looked very casual and comfortable. "Then I will teach you how to distinguish the strength of the original martial spirit. You must judge the effect of the original martial spirit on the body.
Judging from the importance of this part of the body as a martial spirit, the more important it is to the human body, the better the original martial spirit. So, what really moved me was the young man with smart eyes. His hair is gone, but it can grow again, and his eyes
What's more, he still has spiritual attributes. That is to say, his martial soul is actually his eyes and brain. You are very lucky to have seen the top-level martial soul in your lifetime. However, I believe that he
His original martial spirit has not been fully activated, otherwise, how could he be reduced to the level of using a ten-year soul ring? You go tell Xiaoning that I will go to the freshman assessment qualifying competition and ask him to save a seat for me.
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"yes."
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As night falls, the ice-blue halo in Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao's dormitory has been shining quietly.
As the evening gradually entered the night, time passed quietly, and the auras of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were also subtly undergoing strange changes. The colors of their each other's auras became more entangled and merged. Even each other's
The soul power begins to enter the opponent's body, and then travels in a strange cycle, and follows a different route when the breath of each different color changes.
If other people entered the state of martial soul fusion, it would take at least three days and three nights for them to fuse with each other. However, with the help of Tianmeng Iceworm, they directly used the breath induction to help them complete the soul power of each other's martial soul fusion.
The running trajectory saves too much time.
The whole night was silent, and the sky gradually became brighter.
The ice blue cocoon gradually faded, revealing the situation inside. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were still hugging each other tightly, but the color-changing breath on their bodies had disappeared. They were facing each other, and each other's breathing could be heard. They were both sleeping.
Very familiar, very familiar.
This is the first time Huo Yuhao has not gotten up early to practice since he came to Shrek Academy, and it is also the first time he has not gone to have breakfast.
Soon, things started to get busy outside the dormitory. Students in other dormitories had already gotten up and were busy washing up.
The disturbing sounds gradually affected the sleeping two people, and Wang Dong's body moved first.
"Yeah." Wang Dong hummed softly, and his voice was a bit lazy, and even a bit delicate. When he slowly opened his eyes, he happened to see Huo Yuhao just a short distance away.
He was stunned at first, and then moved his body. Only then did he realize that he was hugged tightly by Huo Yuhao, and their chests and abdomens were completely pressed together. Huo Yuhao's body also felt warm from time to time.
Wang Dong only felt that he had slept for a very long time. He had never felt like this before. At this time, in addition to being a little strange, he felt even more panicked.
"Huo Yuhao, wake up." He struggled gently, trying to get rid of Huo Yuhao's hand around his waist, but maybe because he held on to this position for too long, the bodies of both of them were a little stiff, not to mention Huo Yuhao.
His hand felt numb even when he tried to take it back.
"Ah?" Huo Yuhao finally woke up from his sleep and took a glance at Wang Dong in front of him. The distance between the two was really too close. When Wang Dong deliberately tilted his head back, their noses finally stopped.
Sticking together. However, as soon as Wang Dong blinked, Huo Yuhao felt as if his long eyelashes were brushing against his face.
"Why are you so close to me?" Huo Yuhao said subconsciously. As soon as he spoke, hot air sprayed on Wang Dong's face.
"You..." Wang Dong was furious. He struggled hard and finally retracted his arms. He grabbed Huo Yuhao's shoulders with both hands and pulled them back. At the same time, he lifted up his long soft legs and stuffed them between himself and himself.
There was a distance between Huo Yuhao and Huo Yuhao.
When Huo Yuhao woke up, he subconsciously loosened his arms around Wang Dong. At this time, he was separated by his long legs, and he finally woke up from his sleep. However, the next moment, Wang Dong let
He is more awake...
In the dormitory, both Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had single beds. Wang Dong separated the two of them with his long legs and suddenly exerted force. Suddenly, Huo Yuhao was kicked directly and fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Hey, Wang Dong, what are you doing?" Huo Yuhao was thrown hard without any precautions, and he was in great pain. He had an angry look on his face.
Wang Dong sat up on the bed with a slight breath, straightened his scattered clothes first, and said angrily: "Why are you still asking me? Why did you sleep in my bed last night?"
"Uh..." Huo Yuhao then realized that he had been kicked off Wang Dong's bed. There was no sound for a moment, and he thought to himself, Brother Tianmeng, Brother Tianmeng, you can kill me. Don't you
Do you know that guy has mysophobia? Why did he let me fall asleep?
Although I was thinking this in my heart, I argued hard: "You can't blame me. Look, didn't you fall asleep too?"
Wang Dong snorted angrily and was about to say something else. Suddenly, a harsh ringtone rang, startling the two of them.
"I'm dizzy, I'm in class, I broke down, I'm late. Let's go." Huo Yuhao jumped up from the ground in an instant, pulled Wang Dong and ran out.
