Douluo's Strongest Son-in-Law

Those few critical hits just now, let alone Oscar, were quite embarrassing even for myself.

"I thought that the master could hammer it back when he still had one breath left. At worst, it would be fine if he hammered it a few more times tomorrow morning. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm really sleepy."

Qin Feng looked very sleepy, and then fell asleep.

Tang San could only adopt a praying posture.

I hope the Oscars don’t get too cold.

…

Early the next morning.

Everyone received the assembly bell early in the morning.

The one who gathered them today was still Dean Flanders.

"Fat man, why do you feel like you've lost weight?"

The sky was slightly bright, and Xiao Wu was seen staring at Ma Hongjun strangely.

"That's it, I fought three heroes alone last night."

The fat man said with a smile on his face.

"Xiaosan, this fat guy is uneducated and pretends to be mute. What on earth is he talking about?"

When Xiao Wu heard this sentence, she asked Tang San with some confusion.

Tang San's smile was a little awkward at this moment, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Brother Feng, do you know what it means?"

Xiao Wu couldn't understand Tang San's hidden smile, and now she looked in Qin Feng's direction with an innocent face.

"Um...probably the fat man did an intense weight loss exercise last night."

Qin Feng replied.

Tang San gave Qin Feng a thumbs up.

This is such an excellent explanation. Big brother is big brother.

"What, this fat man actually runs out to exercise to lose weight at night, why don't I believe it? Such fat people must be lazy, what kind of exercise can they do to lose weight?"

Xiao Wu looked like she was breaking the casserole and asking the truth.

If a fat man really spent all his time at night trying to lose weight, he probably wouldn't be called a fat man. He would probably be a muscular man now.

"This kind of movement..."

Qin Feng pointed to the distance, where two native dogs were looking indescribably.

"ah!"

Xiao Wu's face turned red, and her whole face looked like a tomato.

"Brother Feng, why are you so annoying!!"

Xiao Wu hid on Tang San's chest, slapping Tang San with a look of blame.

"I think you're the only one who hates it, okay?"

Qin Feng said with a look of rolling his eyes. He was given a piece of dog food before he had breakfast so early in the morning. Who could hate it?

"You, Brother Feng has told you so cryptically, yet you still want to break the casserole and ask who is to blame."

Tang San gently stroked Xiao Wu's hair, his eyes full of doting.

Critical hit-99999

"Um...I'm full. Can you two be more reserved?"

Qin Feng looked at the two people showing their love with black lines on his head. Why can't the world give singles a little love?

"Fat man, the twin sisters from last time let's go play again tonight!"

At this moment, Dai Mubai's voice was heard.

When the other party said this, his eyes slightly looked in the direction of Zhu Zhuqing, but it was a pity that Zhu Zhuqing did not look at him at all.

"Wow! Boss Dai eats meat, do I have soup?"

The fat man asked with stars in his eyes.

"That's for sure. I'll find you a beautiful one and save the money!"

Dai Mubai patted his chest and said.

"Ahem, good morning, classmates!"

Everyone waited in place for a long time, and Dean Flender finally came out.

"Hello, Dean!"

Everyone said hello to Flanders.

This guy is a typical person who holds grudges. If he doesn't say hello to anyone, he will definitely be targeted later. Oscar is the best example.

"Hey, why is there one missing person among the eight people? Where is Oscar?"

Flanders counted carefully and found that Oscar was not there.

"Oscar seems to be taking a rest."

Tang San said to Yan.

I couldn't let go and went to watch the Oscars last night. It looked absolutely miserable.

"Rest, what time of the day are you still resting? Hurry up and call Oscar down. We can't continue today's class without him!"

Flanders said in a loud voice.

"good."

Hearing this, Tang San left the team and prepared to go up and call Oscar down.

However, at this moment, a figure jumped down from the upstairs like a kangaroo, looking very happy.

"Oscar, do you want to be punished for running?"

When Flanders saw Oscar coming down, his voice suddenly became warm and angry.

"No, Dean, I've upgraded, I've reached level 30!!"

Oscar said with a smile.

"What, have you advanced to level 30?"

Hearing this sentence, Flanders looked at Oscar in disbelief.

Not only Flanders, but everyone present looked incredulous.

Among them was Ning Rongrong, who kept his head down.

Her eyes were full of disbelief.

How could a food-type soul master advance so quickly?

You know, that's level 30.

On the entire continent, there are very few food-type soul masters who have entered the Soul Master category, and there has never been one so young.

“Could falling in love help improve one’s realm?”

"Does being beaten help improve one's level?"

Dai Mubai and Tang San muttered almost in unison.

"Not bad, not bad. You are definitely a top genius among food-type soul masters. You will probably be able to become a soul saint at the very least in the future!"

Flanders smiled quite brightly.

Indeed, this is a top-quality student taught by him at Shrek Academy. How could he not smile brightly?

Generally speaking, if you reach level 30 and are in the imperial army, you can hold positions such as captain.

As for a battle spirit master, a food-based spirit master like Oscar would be even more valuable than a captain, and might even be inferior to a general.

You know, a level 30 soul master can almost produce food that can feed five hundred people.

As the saying goes, the soldiers and horses must move forward before food and grass are used, which shows how important this food is to the army.

"Haha, good luck, just good luck."

Oscar saw everyone looking at him with shocked expressions, so he spoke modestly.

I don’t know why, but I suddenly had an epiphany after being beaten by Brother Feng last night.

"Okay, let's get into today's lesson now."

Flanders announced.

"What's the lesson today?"

Everyone's eyes were full of anticipation.

Dean Flender can come up with something new every day, and everyone is not at all repulsed by the classes at Shrek Academy. On the contrary, they are looking forward to it.

"Today's lesson is for everyone to eat at least three sausages made by Oscar!"

Flanders raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"What?!"

Hearing this sentence, the whole audience trembled. What the hell kind of course is this!

"This is the adaptive training offered by our Shrek Academy. Each of you must learn to use Oscar's sausage to replenish your soul power!"

Flanders continued.

"Dean, are you telling the truth?"

The others below looked desperate, but Oscar was different. His eyes were shining at this moment.