Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Yu Xiaogang's attitude was very sincere.

Ye Lingling was at a loss, so she decided to give up thinking, turned to look at Han Tao, and asked the captain for his opinion: "What should I say?"

"Do you want to help him treat him?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the master, with a hint of contempt at the corner of her mouth, and said with a strange look:

"Bullshit master, he actually mocked the team's lineup configuration and said we can't win the championship? Bah!"

She stared at Ye Lingling and said in a coquettish tone: "You want to save any person? Don't you even know what it is?"

"Oh, Holy Mother!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned green and white, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly for a long time, which showed that Ning Rongrong's sarcasm was not as good as imagined.

Han Tao looked Yu Xiaogang up and down.

"Treatment is possible, but what price are you willing to pay?"

Hearing Han Tao's words, Yu Xiaogang was a little hesitant, but also a little bit happy.

"Could it be that he wants to become my disciple?"

money? The Qibao Glazed Sect has plenty of money, and Han Tao made it clear that there is no shortage of it.

The only things he can offer are the knowledge and theories he is proud of, and his student quota at Shrek Academy!

The master's eyes were bright and his chin was slightly raised: "You want to get my theory? Don't worry, as long as you worship me as your master, master is willing to teach you everything."

Snapped!

Ning Rongrong was sullen and angry, and slammed the table: "Who gave you the confidence?"

Han Tao was not so eager. He waved his sleeves, picked up a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp:

"Apprenticeship? I've told you before that your rubbish theories are worthless!"

"Fart!" Yu Xiaogang was immediately angry.

After belittling his theory, the master immediately became furious and spoke plausibly and enlighteningly:

"Who on the Douluo Continent doesn't know my name as [Master]?"

"How can a frog in the well know how vast the world is and understand the value and significance of the "Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun"?"

Han Tao smiled: "You are so awesome, you should heal your arm bones first!"

"Or find a way to break through to level 30, great soul master!"

Rongrong smiled, the sharp edge in his words instantly stung his heart.

"Ha!" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.

He wanted to pin the "Honorary Elder" medal issued by Wuhun Palace to his chest to rectify his name as "Master", but with broken bones in both arms, he obviously couldn't do such a thing, so he had to summon Luo Sanpao, and put it in his mouth With assistance, complete the corresponding actions.

"It looks like a dog!" Rongrong immediately mocked.

"Okay, okay, don't play with that medal of yours! It's as if the Honorary Elder of Wuhun Palace has no value."

Han Tao interrupted its movements, and then revealed his true purpose: "Blood, I need your blood!"

"Why?"

After hearing this, the master hesitated and couldn't help but think: "Is my blood valuable?"

He really guessed it right. The bloodline of the Golden Holy Dragon was really valuable, but it didn't play a corresponding role in the master's body.

At this moment, Han Tao needs to dispel his worries:

"Don't think so much, your theory is worthless, and so is your blood!"

"I want your blood just because you just offended Qibao Academy with your words. If you want to get treatment, you will naturally have to pay a certain price!"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned: "Is it because of this?"

"That's it!" Han Tao replied: "You don't think that I am a tolerant person, do you?"

Outside the door, the sky is still bright, but the bright and gorgeous sunshine cannot cover up the master's increasingly sinking and sad heart.

"Okay!" The master gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Ye Lingling, treat, draw blood!"

Seeing his agreement, Han Tao immediately issued the order.

Ning Rongrong seemed to be aware of something and looked at Han Tao with hesitation, but now was not the time to investigate the cause.

The blade cut Yu Xiaogang's blood vessels, and the blood of the golden holy dragon in the body was taken out while the soul power was running. As the light of the Nine Heart Begonia scattered, Yu Xiaogang's left arm gradually recovered.

"Well, that's enough!" Han Tao nodded.

"etc!"

Yu Xiaogang was not happy and reluctantly raised his right hand and asked: "Where is my right hand? My right arm has not recovered yet!"

"I took so much blood and healed one arm. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Ye Lingling said softly: "But, I have no soul power!"

Protecting her behind him, Han Tao explained solemnly:

"Yu Xiaogang, your condition is a broken bone, which is not equivalent to an ordinary injury!"

"Healing you requires more soul power, and obviously it cannot be completed at once!"

When the soul power is restored, blood can be drawn again. Han Tao's abacus made Ning'er's bells ring.

The master is not a brainless fool.

He would not be ignored easily. He pointed at Ning Rongrong and said:

"Don't think I don't know! Her martial spirit is the Qibao Glazed Pagoda, the strongest auxiliary spirit master in the entire Douluo Continent!"

"The fourth soul skill of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can increase the soul master's upper limit of soul power!"

Ning Rongrong interrupted: "It's the third soul skill!"

When Ye Lingling heard Yu Xiaogang say, "Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is the strongest auxiliary system in Douluo," she inevitably felt a little unhappy in her heart.

"Humph!" Ye Lingling chuckled.

His face was as cold as ever, he turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Yu Xiaogang's hanging right arm.

"Why is she like this!" Yu Xiaogang jumped up anxiously: "Is this how your Qibao team manages its members? There is no sense of collective honor at all! Unlike the Shrek Academy where I trained, every student respects their teachers. road"

Han Tao's expression turned cold: "You can get out!"

"For our Qibao team, it's not our turn for a loser like you to preach here!"

"You're going too far!" Yu Xiaogang pointed at Han Tao.

Ning Rongrong would not let it go, and kicked Yu Xiaogang out again, and immediately closed the door heavily.

Most of Yu Xiaogang's blood was drained, and his body was weak and trembling, but he managed to use his recovered left hand to prop himself up and stand up.

Staring at the door in front of him, he sulked: "Damn it!"

a long time,

Then he comforted himself: "Fortunately, my left hand has recovered, and it's not completely without gain."

"Although I've lost some face, no one else will see it, so it won't affect my reputation!"

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang raised his head again, put on a particularly arrogant posture, hung the "Medal of Honor" on his chest, and faced the beautiful world outside!

"Han Tao!"

Ning Rongrong asked with a slight hesitation: "What is Ye Lingling doing recently? Why did he collect the blood of so many soul masters?"

Within the same team, some of Ye Lingling's actions could not be hidden from her eyes.

"She's studying bloodlines!"

It was too brief. Han Tao felt that Rongrong might not understand, so he explained it in a little more depth:

"Study the influence of bloodline on the soul master's body!"

"Oh?" Ning Rongrong's eyes slightly curved.

There was a trace of complacency between her brows, and she became very happy: "So, is she helping me find a way to solve my physical limitations?"

"Jie Jie Jie"