Mortal Epic of Douluo

On the way to the cafeteria, the team of working-study students from the second dormitory was stopped. Atreus looked forward and saw that the oil-headed noodle boy named Li Xunhuan in the morning was in the team blocking the road, but he was not the leader. The leader was a

A student who is half a head taller than Sewell.

The visitor was unkind, but Sewell was not deterred and stepped forward: "Why can't work-study students take this road? I came to school the day before yesterday, and I take this road every time I go to the cafeteria!"

"That was before, but now, if I say you can't leave, you can't leave!"

"You can't just say you can't. The school is run by your family?"

"Of course the school is not run by my family, but you are not worthy of taking this road." The tall student pointed at a group of girls dressed as nobles walking here, "This road is also the only way for girls, you guys

Dirty work-study student, who knows if he bumped into a girl on purpose?"

As he spoke, he specifically shouted in the direction of the group of girls: "Don't worry, if we guard here, they will definitely not be able to get through!"

Hearing his words, one of the girls suddenly showed a disgusted expression and shouted at him: "Rekton, are you an idiot?"

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and walked away angrily. The other girls covered their mouths and walked over with smiles. At the same time, they could still hear their chirping laughter.

"He's so stupid, Alice. Did he do this because he likes you?"

"Go, go, I don't want this idiot to like you, it's too stupid."

Everyone in the second house's team burst into suppressed laughter, "Kuku!" Atreus almost couldn't hold it back and bit his finger hard.

Bear with it, we have all been professionally trained not to laugh no matter how funny it is.

"Hahahahaha——"

Sorry, I couldn't hold it back. Atreus thought that being blocked by the boss at the dormitory door was very childish, but he didn't expect to see even more outrageous things among these noble students.

But it’s normal to think about it. The boys blocking the road all looked to be eight or nine years old. In his previous life, Atreus had also seen children of this age deliberately posing with more “weak” children in order to please girls.

The boy showed "muscles", and there were quite a lot of them.

Renekton's face immediately turned red. He thought he was handsome, but he was not recognized by the girl he liked. He was also laughed at by the work-study students he looked down on. It was really a shame!

"You——!" The angry Renekton pointed at Atreus and shouted, "Come out, I will beat you to pieces!"

Lunch time is when the flow of people is high. When the voice comes down, there are more than two small teams. Many students nearby focus on Atreus. The eyes of the work-study students are full of curiosity, expectation and worry. They are studying at their own expense.

Especially the aristocratic students had many expressions of gloating about their misfortune.

Although they didn’t know what was going on, someone still added fuel to the fire and shouted: “Rekton, beat him!” “Go Renekton!”

Some were also laughing at him: "Rekton, as soon as I came here I saw you bullying the work-study students again."

"Bah!" Renekton spat back, "What kind of bullying? Can beating up a work-study student be called bullying?"

Turning his head, Renekton looked down at Atreus, "Boy, I will beat you today!"

Sewell leaned into Atreus's ear and whispered: "Why don't you apologize? He is a third-year student. I heard from several seniors that his soul power is level eight. Among working-study students below the fourth grade,

No one can beat him."

The roommates around me also looked at them with concern. Although there were small groups within the working-study students, they were still united in the face of these unreasonable aristocratic students.

Oscar looked confident and encouraged: "Arui, I believe in you! It doesn't matter if you can't beat him. Eat two of my sausages and you'll recover in a few hours."

Atreus gave Oscar a thumbs up, tilted his head towards Renekton, and said: "It's too narrow here, don't block other people's roads, go to the playground."

After saying that, he walked towards the playground on his own.

Renekton and the students around him were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that this work-study student would not only refuse to give in, but also take the initiative to change places.

Li Xunhuan came up and said softly: "Rekton, are you okay? This work-study student doesn't seem to be afraid of you."

"Hmph! Just pretend, let him crawl back later!" Renekton also waved his hand, and the students behind him also followed.

............

Work-study students and aristocratic students fight. This kind of thing happens from time to time in any college, and it can easily cause a sensation among the student body. Many students who like to watch the excitement quickly spread the news, and there are people on the playground.

At least fifty students gathered together.

The working-study students and the self-financed students stood on both sides. Although some ordinary self-financed students among the self-financing students stood opposite the working-study students, they were not completely next to the aristocratic students. The three groups formed an acute-angled triangle.

In addition, there is another special existence, that is, the girl named Fraser that Atreus saw in the morning. She stood alone on the edge of the playground, her hands folded on her chest, and she paid attention to the scene with an expressionless face.

Inside.

Neither Atreus nor Renekton started fighting directly. They both had their own thoughts and wanted to get more students to watch. After waiting for nearly ten minutes and there were no more students walking towards the playground, Renekton

Dun was the first to speak.

"Rekton, third grade, martial spirit crocodile, eighth level warrior."

As he spoke, a circle of brown light flashed across Renekton's body, his muscles began to swell, sharp teeth appeared on his claws, and his two forearms were covered with a layer of scales, but no tail grew.

Mutual protection of information is a common process for many middle and low-level soul masters in non-life and death duels. It not only shows the etiquette of both parties, but also allows them to know the other party's information before the battle, so as to make different responses.

"Atreus, first grade, soul power level five."

Atreus turned sideways, with his right palm in front and his left fist behind, assuming a fighting posture.

"What do you mean? Do you look down on me? You didn't even summon a martial spirit."

Atreus waved to Renekton and said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, don't you want to beat me? Come on."

There seems to be a big gap between level 8 and level 5, but Atreus has enough confidence in himself. In the past two months, he has learned a lot from Ennid. Combining his martial arts and the previous and that

The experience of the three knights fighting led to a cognitive conclusion: among low-level soul masters, combat skills can completely make up for the gap in soul power.

Although his combat skills would be maxed out when he summoned the martial spirit, Atreus always felt a bit mysterious, because once the martial spirit was withdrawn, he could only fight a little better than Oscar.

Combat skills are something that you have to master yourself, so Atreus spends every morning and evening exercising and polishing his combat skills. The way to polish his combat skills is to first summon a martial spirit and hit the air with a routine.

Then put away the martial spirit and repeat it a hundred and a thousand times until "you are familiar with it".

The Renekton in front of him, who is three levels higher than him, is a very suitable target for training. Although he doesn't want to admit that he is just a child, fighting is something like this...

Atreus's hands were itching unbearably and he longed for a fight!