Douluo: random item drop

"Defeat the Titled Douluo!" Xiao Wu looked at Zhengyang in surprise, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Yes, for example, level nine soul guidance rays can pose a threat to one or more titled Douluo, and there is a special type of soul guidance device whose power can directly affect the martial soul, thus causing Mutation, do you think this kind of soul-guided weapon can defeat a titled Douluo?" Zhengyang said with a smile.

In the novels I read in my previous life, the one that had the most profound impact was the defensive ninth-level soul tool 'Red Dust Blessing', which had resisted attacks from Titled Douluo many times, giving its owner a sense of security.

As for the martial soul being affected by the soul guide, it belongs to the stunning beauty Ma Xiaotao. Although the martial soul is mutated by the soul guide only a few times in Douluo Continent, it is undeniable that the soul guide is really Very awesome.

"Nine-level soul-guiding ray?" Xiao Wu muttered to herself.

Zhengyang was still chattering, but they were all boring trivial matters, such as a certain emperor was actually an eunuch, or a certain guy's grandfather wanted to kill his own grandson, etc.

Xiao Wu didn't know the story, so she felt a little bored, but when she asked Zhengyang for more details about the soul guide, he didn't tell her. As time went by, Xiao Wu's eyes began to become blurred, until finally the words came out evenly breathing sound.

'Hu~~~Hu~~~~Mom~~'

Zhengyang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had agreed to cover his head, but why did he start chatting with Xiao Wu? Fortunately, he didn't reveal much and stopped in time before it was too late.

"This alloy, a black-hearted boss, ten pieces of fine iron, that's a lot of wealth!" Zhengyang cursed heartbrokenly, but he must learn the craftsmanship of this alloy, otherwise, he will suffer a big loss!

Thinking about going to the blacksmith shop to spend the night there, Zhengyang fell asleep in a daze.

The students listened to the teacher's lecture carefully. Zhengyang and Xiaowu, who were sitting by the window, seemed to be special, sleeping peacefully facing each other.

The students around them looked at each other, but they didn't mind their own business. However, the teacher on the podium looked at Zhengyang Xiaowu and Zhengyang Xiaowu angrily.

"Call them two." The male teacher pointed to Zhengyang and said.

The girl nearby patted Zhengyang's shoulder obediently.

"Hey, wake up quickly, the teacher is calling you."

Zhengyang, who had just fallen asleep, was having a sweet dream, and suddenly felt a little irritated by being disturbed. However, good upbringing allowed Zhengyang to see clearly who it was before he organized the language.

"Who are you? Who wants to teach me? I'm not bad at teaching him." Zhengyang's words became more casual when he discovered that it was a little girl.

The little girl pointed to the podium at a loss, and then immediately sat on her seat.

"This boy is so brave! He's also very good-looking!"

On the three-foot podium, the 30-year-old male teacher was a little annoyed. He didn't expect that he had just been transferred from the upper grade to meet such a poor student. Not only was he late for reporting, he even went to sleep in the first class!

Ruzi cannot be taught! ! !

"Tell me about the classification of martial arts." The male teacher asked pretendingly, holding a leather book.

Zhengyang frowned, who is this man? But after thinking for a while, Zhengyang suddenly realized.

"Isn't this an old man in class?!"

'The teacher's false self-esteem has been automatically picked up*1'

'Xiao Wu's Sweet Dream*1' has been automatically picked up

Suddenly, two automatically picked up messages appeared, but Zhengyang couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the two picked up objects.

This system doesn't mess with people every day or two. Every time it does these different things.

Xiao Wu was dreaming about her mother. She felt like she had eaten fruit honey, but this old man's... vomit...

"This classmate, please answer. If you don't know, then do your best and listen carefully!" The male teacher had a confident smile on his face.

Zhengyang once again confirmed that this old man was a psychopath. Compared with a six-year-old child?

"Teacher, what do you think this is?" Zhengyang pointed to his feet.

The male teacher looked down curiously, and then saw a circle of golden hundred-year-old soul rings, which then turned into little bits and dissipated.

"How is it?" Zhengyang asked.

The male teacher was a little surprised. He knew all the information about the students in the class. The one with the highest soul power was level 7, sitting first in the first row, while the one with the weakest soul power, level 3, was sitting behind Zhengyang. But now, Suddenly, a 'poor student' sitting in the back row released a century-old soul ring. How could he accept this?

"He is actually a soul master! What a century-old soul ring!"

"So handsome! It's a pity that my soul power is only level 5."

"It's really enviable!"

The students around him kept sighing, and the 'genius' in the first row was a bit amused.

"What's so great about this? Although his soul ring is a century-old soul ring, what about his martial soul! Lan Yincao, my cousin is also a soul master, and his martial soul is a wolf warrior! If my elder brother competes with him , I’ll definitely beat him until his shit is flowing!”

Such a wild reply naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Really, squad leader! That's a century-old soul ring."

"Why don't you let your eldest brother come? How about we finish class at noon?"

"That's right, I've always wanted to see a battle between soul masters!"

After a while of incoherence, the squad leader agreed directly.

"Okay! Which new classmate am I declaring war on here? How about it? Do you dare to come after school at noon?!"

It's hard to imagine what Zhengyang's expression is at this moment. Counting past and present lives, Zhengyang is already in his 30s. Because of his rebirth, his mentality has become much younger. He will integrate many things into that age group. , but now, I really feel super embarrassed... This little brat really needs to be dealt with!

"Teacher, they want big brother to beat me, what should I do?" Zhengyang asked in the direction of the male teacher.

The male teacher pretended not to hear and bent down to pick up the scraps of pen and tablet.

The male teacher naturally knew the monitor who was promoted by himself. The eldest brother he was talking about was the student he taught before he transferred to the lower grade department. He was also a soul master, but his martial soul was famous for his attack power. Beast Martial Spirit, if you clean up this disobedient student and then come forward to reconcile, hey, have you established a great image in front of these children? !

The male teacher chose to turn a blind eye, and the monitor became even more arrogant when he saw it. Many boys who didn't know why almost worshiped him to death.

"Hey, talk, don't be silent. If you're scared, just listen to the class carefully. The teacher is doing it for your own good."

Zhengyang covered his face in pain and decided not to come to class tomorrow. There was something wrong with this class. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep beautifully with Xiaowu in the dormitory?

Zhengyang used his soul power, and the blue silver grass suddenly grew out, and he 'pushed' several restless boys to their seats, and then said: "Tell your eldest brother to wait for me at noon. I'm going to bed now, don't bother me again." I, I will throw you out the window."

The squad leader was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't sit down until the snarling blue silver grass disappeared.

"Wait...wait! Wait until noon and prepare to beg for mercy!"