Douluo's Lotus Fan Douluo

Mr. Xuan gnawed on the chicken legs, carried the wine gourd, and left. Before leaving, he left a message, "See you in the woods at the back of the courtyard in the evening."

Mu Ran really didn't expect that Mr. Xuan would choose the small forest where they often gather, but it was indeed a good place.

Seeing that Mr. Xuan was gone, Yaman rushed over and shouted: "Junior Mu Ran, you are quite powerful!"

Mu Ran smiled. In fact, the person who surprised him the most was Yaman.

After all, Yaman's martial spirit is too rare. It would be great for ordinary people's martial arts to have a little time attribute, but her martial soul, the Bell of Time, not only possesses the time attribute, but also has the ability to control time and control the field first-rate.

"The inner courtyard is where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon lies." Mu Ran said.

"You are right." Xin Zipan said proudly, "You will know when you enter the inner courtyard. The inner courtyard is the core of the college."

yes!The inner court!

Every year, students who graduate from junior colleges on the mainland want to enter Shrek Academy, but only a few hundred succeed.

After these hundreds of people enter the first grade, they will go through assessments again and again. From the first grade to the sixth grade, only half of them may stay. Among these half, there are about people who are qualified to conduct the inner court assessment. In the end, less than ten people successfully entered the inner court, and the inner court rarely increased the number of places.

The inner courtyard is so difficult to enter, one can imagine how excellent the students in the inner courtyard are.

Dai Yaoheng asked: "Is the inner court assessment really that difficult?"

Xuan Mo nodded and said: "It is really difficult, but it is not something you have to consider now. As long as you study and practice seriously every day, with your talents, there is no need to worry."

"That's right. It's still several years before you take the inner court examination. Why are you worried now?" Wu Chacha continued, "What you are worried about now should be what you will eat at night."

Mu Ran and the others had grimaces on their faces. The people in Senior Xuan Mo's team looked like they didn't know how to cook. What were they going to eat at night? Dark cuisine?

"Do you really not know how to cook?" Ma Xiaotao asked.

Yeliu laughed loudly, "Chacha, please stop teasing them."

Guang Yiming said affirmatively: "Chacha's cooking skills are very good, you don't have to worry."

Xuan Mo and others left to prepare the ingredients for the evening, while Xin Zipan and others sent the people from the outer courtyard back.

It was still afternoon, because they had to receive training from Mr.

"Muran, what are we doing now?" Gongyang Mo asked excitedly. Finally got some rest time, and with Gongyang Mo's character, he must have wanted to go out and play.

Of course Mu Ran would not go out to play, and replied very seriously: "Of course I will go back to the dormitory to practice."

"No way!" Gongyang Mo's face was grimacing, "It's so boring."

"Practice seriously, didn't you listen to what the senior said?"

"Well, today we had a mixed match with the seniors from the inner college. I'm really a little envious. Everyone is very good. But today we won quite easily. I kept flying behind and didn't receive any attacks."

Mu Ran rolled his eyes, why weren't you attacked? Your teammates helped you attract the firepower!

The two of them had returned to the dormitory, and Gong Yangmo continued to chatter.

"What I wanted to see most today was the martial soul fusion skills of you and Ma Xiaotao. It's a pity that I didn't see it."

"You will always see it." Mu Ran said and sat cross-legged on the bed, preparing to practice.

"By the way, what's the name of your two soul fusion skills?"

"A Song of Ice and Fire."

Gongyang Mo clapped his hands, "What a stupid name, did you choose it?"

Doesn't this name sound good? Mu Ran's face was full of confusion.

"It should be called Love Song of Ice and Fire." Gongyang Mo said deeply.

Mu Ran almost couldn't sit still. What did he hear? The Love Song of Ice and Fire. Are the names of people in Douluo Continent so funny?

"Why this name?"

Gongyang Mo walked up in the dormitory, raised his right hand and stretched out a finger, "First of all, ice and fire are relative, but to put it another way, ice and fire are also compatible."

He stretched out his second finger and continued: "Second point, you two have martial soul fusion skills, you are a man and a woman, and you are not related by blood, you are most likely a couple!"

"Okay, okay." Mu Ran interrupted Gong Yangmo in time.

"I really don't know what you are thinking about every day. Can you be more pure? We are just ordinary friends."

"Okay then!" Gongyang Mo sighed, "I see you are not interested in her."

This topic ended and both of them entered a state of cultivation.

In the evening, the small woods behind the outer courtyard.

It is very lively here today, the floor is covered with carpets, a bonfire is lit not far away, and there is a pot on it with something cooking in it.

Several people in Xuan Mo's team were very busy, while Xin Zipan and others sat on the carpet and ate fruit happily.

"Why aren't Mu Ran and Gong Yang Mo here? What are they doing?" Xin Zipan asked while eating grapes.

"It should be soon. Alas, Panpan, can you see what that is?" Guang Yiming asked, pointing to a group of blue light not far away.

"I do not know!"

Just as the two of them were thinking about what the blue light was, the blue light was getting closer and closer. It was Mu Ran, and the light was naturally his hair.

Yaman's eyes widened and she murmured: "Does it mean that the hair of particularly handsome people shines, and what about those who are particularly beautiful?"

Mu Ran and Gong Yang Mo arrived not too late, and Wu Chacha happened to come over with refreshments.

Pieces of exquisite refreshments were placed in front of everyone, and they looked very good, making people's appetites whet their appetites.

Everyone was just about to start, when a light flashed in front of their eyes, and nearly half of the refreshments were missing. Without even thinking, it must be Mr. Xuan. Fortunately, Wu Chacha had already prepared it and quickly brought a few more portions over.

Wu Cha Cha's craftsmanship is indeed very good, and the tea cakes have been well received by everyone.

After finishing the refreshments, cups of colorful juices were served.

The juice is made from the juice of four kinds of spiritual fruits: Golden Ziguo, White Harmony Fruit, Red Heart Fruit and Jade Fruit. It tastes sweet and sour and has extremely high nutritional value.

Then eat some roasted earth dragon meat, and finally have a bowl of mushroom and wild vegetable soup, it’s delicious!

From the second day onwards, everyone continued to receive training from Elder Xuan.Xuan Lao would let them mix and match every day, sometimes the strength of the two teams would be even, and sometimes the gap between the strengths of the two teams would be too large, and once Xuan Lao even let the seven players of the reserve team against the seven players of the home team, it was really painful. unspeakable.

In addition to mixed and matched battles, they will also engage in single-player battles, double-player battles and three-player battles, with a wide variety of tricks.

At the end of the training, everyone is very familiar with each other's soul skills, abilities, fighting habits and fighting styles, and at the same time, everyone's feelings are getting better and better.

Soon, the twenty-day training period was over, and it was time for them to set off to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition.

Although they had gone through rigorous training, everyone was still nervous. The members of the home team were very calm. After all, they had already participated once as a reserve team. But the members of the reserve team were very nervous, and Mu Ran was no exception.

Mu Ran felt that her mood was the same as when she was taking the college entrance examination in her previous life, with the same nervousness and anticipation. However, the competition here was not about writing papers with pens, but about going on the field to fight, so it was still a little different after all.

The situation is different, but the mood is the same. Under such nervous and expectant circumstances, it is finally time to set off.