Xanadu, my martial soul in Douluo continent

The yellow soul ring above Larulas' head flashed suddenly, and the invisible spiritual power was like an endless tide, blocking the yellow soul ring of the Light Goddess Butterfly.

The wing blade is an offensive soul skill that is continuously guided. After the immobilization spell hit, Wang Dong's yellow soul ring trembled violently, suddenly dimmed, showing a monotonous gray-white color, and the golden light pattern of the wing blade instantly disintegrated.

Like a butterfly falling into a spider's web, it gradually exhausts its energy and becomes a spider's delicacy.

Important joints were locked by the power of thought, including knees, elbows, and shoulder blades. Wang Dong struggled stubbornly, and there was a faint creaking sound in the joints.

"I have tolerated you for a long time." Baicai slowly approached Wang Dong and slowly clenched his fists, "I have always wanted to see this stupid expression of incompetence and rage."

Baicai raised his right fist, preparing to strike. Wang Dong gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

no feeling……

Wang Dong opened his big pink-blue eyes in an instant, just in time to see Baicai take a few steps back cautiously, as if he was wary of breaking his oath, and tried to release his second soul skill close to his face.

Nameless rage burned, Wang Dong laughed in anger, and the blue-gold aura circulated around his body, removing the shackles of his mind.

The wings of the goddess of light butterfly glowed with a flash of blue-gold luster. Wang Dong instantly broke through the telepathy shield released by Lalu Lasi and knocked down Baicai.

"I won, let me go!" Baicai struggled: "You, you, cough cough!"

After Wang Dong threw Baicai down, his left forearm tightly wrapped around Baicai's neck. His right hand instinctively grabbed the wrist of his left hand, forming a closed state and constantly applying pressure. In order to prevent Baicai from struggling again, Wang Dong closed his slender legs.

Quickly lock the waist and legs of cabbage.

"Admit defeat." Wang Dong tightened his arms slightly and growled: "Hurry up and admit defeat!"

"Despicable." Baicai almost suffocated. Fighting hand-to-hand, La Lulas did not dare to continue using her telekinesis, fearing that Baicai would be double hurt.

The resistance gradually weakened, and Wang Dong finally let go of his arm. The referee carefully checked Baicai's condition and loudly announced: "Wang Dong wins."

Baicai's eyes were dull and he returned to the dormitory in a daze.

Why, why did he lose? Baicai fell into deep self-doubt.

Huo Yuhao, who has level 11 soul power, can defeat Wang Dong who does not use martial arts. Wang Dong's second soul skill is disabled, his first soul skill is sealed, and his important joints are locked by telekinesis. Why would he lose?

Back in the dormitory, Baicai covered herself with the quilt. The melodious bell rang, and Wang Dong happened to open the dormitory door.

"Are you angry?" Wang Dong sat on the bed of cabbage.

"No." A dull voice came from the quilt that was wrapped in a ball.

Wang Dong probed: "We have become friends, right."

"If you say yes, then that's it." Baicai gave up the treatment completely, "Does my opinion matter?"

"Your first soul ring must be pink in color." Wang Dong said cautiously: "I saw it that afternoon."

"You are wrong." Baicai tightly wrapped herself in the quilt and denied.

"I don't mean to threaten you." Wang Dong considered his words and suggested, "We can exchange secrets and become friends, right?"

"I'm not interested in your secrets." Baicai paused slightly and said in a disgusted tone, "I just want to punch you."

"Okay." Wang Dong said without hesitation: "I won't fight back."

"Really?" Baicai immediately opened the quilt and sat on the bed, "I don't believe it."

"With martial spirit..." Wang Dong raised his right hand. Baicai waved his hand to interrupt, "You get up first."

Wang Dong did as he was told and stood upright in front of Baicai, his big pink-blue eyes flashing brightly, "For physical training in the afternoon, can you..."

Although the attack-type soul master has a strong ability to withstand blows, bruises and other marks will not dissipate so quickly. Wang Dong does not want to be slapped in the face, literally.

"Close your eyes." Baicai ordered without mercy.

When Wang Dong was bound by telekinesis and resigned to being beaten, he did not dare to step forward and deliver a punch. Baicai felt deeply regretful.

"Okay." Wang Dong gently closed his eyes, "Just one punch, otherwise I will hate you."

Baicai stared at it for a long time and grabbed Wang Dong's left hand. Wang Dong shrank and trembled slightly.

"Ah!" A strong pain suddenly came from near his left wrist. Wang Dong hurriedly raised his right hand to cover his mouth to avoid making strange sounds.

There was a neat row of tooth marks, and a faint trace of blood oozed from the skin. Baicai laughed and said: "It hurts, it hurts. It's this hand that strangled me so hard that I couldn't breathe!"

"I really wanted to give you a bite at that time, but unfortunately I couldn't." Baicai said angrily.

Wiping away the remaining saliva, he then took off the bracelet on his right wrist and replaced it with his left wrist, barely covering the teeth marks. Wang Dong asked expectantly: "Are we friends?"

…

Afternoon, freshman class 1 classroom.

Ten minutes before the bell rang, the classroom was packed and surprisingly quiet. No student dared to make any noise.

There was no clear arrangement of seats, so Wang Dong naturally sat next to Baicai.

The class bell rang, and Zhou Yi walked into the classroom, "Everyone, stand up and gather in the square."

The students in the first class of freshmen did not dare to neglect and followed Zhou Yi out of the house and quickly arrived at Shrek Square.

A pile of iron chains had been placed on the square, and Zhou Yi ordered the students to stand in order.

"Wang Dong." Zhou Yi named him.

"Arrived." Wang Dong stepped forward and stood at attention.

Facing all the students, Zhou Yi said calmly: "Based on the entrance examination results and the test results in the morning. So far, among all the students, Wang Dong has the highest soul power level."

"Therefore, from now on, Wang Dong will be the squad leader of the first class of freshmen. Of course, the position of the squad leader is floating. Whoever has the ability to defeat him can become the new squad leader."

The students in the queue whispered, the eyes of a few male students who thought they were not weak gradually became sharper, and the eyes of most female students became gentler.

Zhou Yi raised her hand, pointed at the pile of iron chains in front of her and said seriously: "These iron clothes are training supplies. Running with weights on the iron clothes can improve physical fitness. Each person chooses one. After putting it on, he runs around the square until the bell rings.

Until it rings.”

"You can use soul power, but you cannot use soul skills. You will be ranked according to the number of circles, and the last one will be eliminated."

Zhou Yi moved her toes, and a heavy iron coat surrounded by thick iron chains slid in front of Wang Dong.

Wang Dong lifted the heavy iron coat with one hand, his expression slightly changed. The iron coat weighed at least thirty kilograms!

When they heard that the last place was eliminated, the students all picked out a piece of iron clothing and put it on outside their school uniforms. The male students performed slightly better and showed no emotion or anger. The female students put on the iron clothing and nine out of ten looked pale.

Zhou Yi said coldly: "Is it possible for soul skills and soul-guided cannonballs to treat weapon soul masters and beast soul masters differently? Is it possible to treat boys and girls differently?"

"The enemy will not let you go because of your weakness, but will only stay away from you because of your strength."

Zhou Yi waved her hand to indicate to the students that the timer had started.