Douluo: Meet the Master

Chapter 75 Night conversation

"You deserve it." Wang Fan made his own rare comment.

"Indeed, what you said makes sense, so what are we going to eat for lunch today?" The fat man slapped Wang Fan on the shoulder.

Wang Fan rolled his eyes helplessly, "Why do you just want to eat it?"

"My martial spirit is related to eating. Of course I want to eat. You just think too much. What does this kind of thing have to do with us?" The fat man spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"Listen, this matter itself has nothing to do with us. It is a matter of the academy. What we can do is to improve our own strength. The more we think about it, the more we will discover our own weakness." Fatty Said to Wang Fan.

"You are very powerful, but you are too stubborn. This is not good."

Different experiences create different perspectives on the world. Fatty's words made Wang Fan fall into his own world.

"Am I thinking too much?" Wang Fan thought of what happened last night.

Poison Douluo, such a lofty and titled Douluo, would actually speak to him.

In the past, this was something he wouldn't have dared to think about.

"You're right. I am different now than I was before. I just need to practice well. When my strength can break everything, nothing will be a problem."

For students, this matter is just a topic of conversation after dinner.

Many people have the same idea as the fat man. Their own abilities are insufficient. They cannot be of any help in betraying the academy. They should practice well.

However, they did practice harder.

Because they realized that it was not absolutely safe in Shrek Academy.

There are many people who want to destroy Shrek Academy, and of course they, the disciples of Shrek Academy, are at great risk.

……

At night, Qin Ming knocked on the dusty door.

"Senior, what do you want from me?" Chen Feng sat on the bed holding his sword, and the door opened automatically, revealing Qin Ming's face.

"You know about Yang Ping, right?"

Chen Feng nodded at Qin Ming's words. Chen Feng did not go to the morning meeting.

He had seen Flanders return to his clan with ten thousand swords, and he had been immersed in that peerless scene all day long.

His obsession with swords and yearning for strength have reached a point of madness.

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with me. I only have swords and the Chen family in my eyes." Chen Feng had a cold face.

Even though the person he was talking to was Qin Ming, he didn't show any good looks at all.

"You don't have to do this. I hope you can truly integrate into the academy so that you can become stronger and get more resources." Qin Ming advised.

Yang Ping's incident made them all a little worried, whether something like this would happen in Chenfeng.

After some discussion, Gu Yuena asked Qin Ming to talk to Chen Feng.

"Am I not a member of Shrek Academy now?" Chen Feng asked, unable to detect any change in his tone.

Qin Ming was speechless, "You should understand what I mean. You just treat this place as a training ground, not an academy. You can't integrate."

"A place of practice can be found anywhere. The academy is not a sect and will train you for free. But if you don't put the academy in your heart, this emotion will really separate you from the academy."

"No, there is no difference. Like you, I practice in the academy and live in the same environment. One day I will graduate from the academy and leave."

"The road is long, and only the sword in my hand will accompany me along the way." Chen Feng is like a stone.

Qin Ming felt that dust was really out of the question.

<divclass="contentadv">Is it really difficult to have a sense of belonging to the academy despite using things from Shrek Academy?

Qin Ming really wanted to tell Chen Feng directly, but in that case, it would not be Teacher Flender's original intention.

In this regard, Qin Ming could only sigh.

"If you don't want to give your sincerity, truly believe, or truly rely on me, how can you get real help from the college?" After Qin Ming finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Behind him, the night cast a shadow through the window, blocking the door.

"Sincerely? In my life, there is only my family and the sword in my hand. All other things are irrelevant." A dusty voice came from the room.

But no one heard.

Chen Feng doesn't care if others hear it or not.

His words were just words he said to himself, nothing more.

Sword and family, this is his goal in life.

……

A few days passed. In the Wuhun Hall, the crippled Yang Ping was lying on the board, already very angry.

Frank threw Yang Ping out of Shrek Academy, but still saved Yang Ping's life.

However, Yang Ping, who has lost his martial spirit, has no value to the Spirit Hall.

The members of Wuhun Palace who had been waiting outside Shrek Academy to pick up Yang Ping saw Yang Ping appear and rushed to Wuhun City with Yang Ping without saying a word.

As for Yang Ping’s life and death?

Looking at this embarrassed look, the man knew that Yang Ping had definitely failed.

What information can losers have?

In the cold atmosphere of Wuhun Palace itself, Wuhun Palace missed the opportunity to obtain information from Shrek Academy.

When Qian Xunji saw Yang Ping, Yang Ping was only one step away from death.

"This Shrek Academy dares to destroy the geniuses of our Spirit Hall. This is a blatant provocation! It cannot be forgiven!"

In the worship hall, Qian Xunji roared loudly, looking crazy.

"I would like to ask you all to take action and eliminate arrogant people like Shrek Academy directly!"

"Only in this way can the world realize once again how powerful our Spirit Hall is!"

Qian Daoliu was very disappointed that Qian Xunji had become like this.

"That's enough! Look at you now, you still look like a pope!"

"I lost to someone else in the big competition, but I didn't admit it. Not only did it cost the Spirit Hall a titled Douluo, but I also let someone enter the academy, and in the end I was caught in a trap!"

"Do you want to destroy the Wuhun Palace with your own hands?"

Qian Xunji was about to argue, but Qian Daoliu waved his hand and asked Qian Xunji to leave the worship hall.

"Be your Pope! Don't disgrace the reputation of the Qian Family!"

"When will you be able to secure your position as Pope? When will you come to see me again!"

Qian Daoliu's expression was very ugly, "If you don't leave yet, do you want me to beat you out? Get out of here!"

The last sound of rolling could be heard clearly even outside the enshrinement hall!