Douluo: random item drop

Qian Renxue opened her mouth to the arena, which immediately shocked the boys.

He stared at the irritable boy with cold eyes, and the latter lowered his head and sat back in shame.

"What is the arena?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Zhengyang naturally knew about this kind of problem, but it was difficult for him to explain the specific content, so he looked at Nai Yiyi.

Naiyi looked at Qian Renxue with admiration, and then came back to her senses when Zhengyang slapped her on the shoulder.

"Arena? It's a place where students resolve conflicts, but the stakes are points. The fees paid in the arena are different depending on the level." Nai Yiyi explained, with a neutral voice, handsome appearance, and charm. amazing.

Zhengyang waved his hand in front of Xiao Wu's eyes.

"Brother Zhengyang, what are you doing?" Xiao Wu said, slapping Zhengyang's palm away.

"No, it's just mosquitoes."

Naturally, Zhengyang would not say that he had no confidence. Confidence was very important for a man. Even if he was facing a handsome man, even if he was facing Daniel Wu, he would still be evenly divided with him.

Guilty?It doesn't exist, okay.

Zhengyang's actions also interrupted Nai Yiyi's introduction, but Qian Renxue took over the conversation at this time.

"The arena is where you earn points. You can earn a hundred points in one round at the junior level. You can earn ten times as much in the intermediate level. As for the advanced level, you can only earn it in the Angel Inner City."

"Angel's Inner City?"

"Well, Zhengyang, I'm not looking down on you. The Blue Silver Grass Wuhun is too weak in the Wuhun Academy. You will know when you come to class every day. The competition here is useless and no one will show mercy because of your Wuhun."

Zhengyang nodded in disbelief.

No one dared to continue to have the courage to ask Zheng Yang if he had a twin martial soul, and Nai Yiyi didn't ask either. She just tried her best to chat with Qian Renxue while eating.

"That Hundred-Year-Old Cold Fruit...forget it, you should pay more attention." Qian Renxue was still a little heartbroken about the disappearance of hundreds of points, but she couldn't break her promise, so she let Zhengyang play with the fruit. It's been a hundred years.

Hundred-year-old cold fruit is naturally an excellent tonic for people with the same attributes. Zhengyang's third martial soul happens to be of the ice attribute, and the attributes are consistent. The key is that Zhengyang is trying to find a way to further improve his soul power. promote.

The recovery time of the first soul ring is extremely long, and the recovery time of the first soul ring of the second martial soul is even more so. So now if you want to practice or improve your soul power, it must be done by the third martial soul. Although it is not activated, the cultivation soul The strength is still good.

As soon as the silver tableware touched the cold fruit, a thin layer of ice immediately appeared on the surface, misty white air slowly rose into the air, and the fish soup beside it was a little cold.

"You should eat it directly." Zhengyang murmured uncertainly.

The first time he ate Tiancai Dibao, Zhengyang obviously had no experience in this area. He cut it in half with a knife, inserted one of the pieces into his mouth, and started chewing it.

Xiao Wu looked at Zheng Yang with curiosity, while Qian Renxue and Nai Yiyi looked shocked.

"Brother Zhengyang, how does it taste?"

"Why did you eat it directly!" "Awesome!"

The three sentences are Xiao Wu, Qian Renxue and Nai Yiyi.

Zhengyang smashed his mouth, the sound of chewing was a bit like eating ice cubes, and he took a deep breath, which was also foggy white cold air.

"It tastes pretty good, a bit like eating shaved ice. Do you want to try it, Xiao Wu?" Zhengyang commented.

Xiao Wu nodded expectantly. Qian Renxue on the side quickly covered Xiao Wu's mouth and yelled: "No! You don't want to!"

"Hey, what are you doing? It's just a fruit." Zhengyang said nonchalantly. Not to mention the age of the fruit, Xiao Wu might have eaten some treasure like a weed with the physique of a 10-year-old soul beast. Woolen cloth.

Qian Renxue didn't know this, so she scolded her vigilantly: "If you want to harm Xiao Wu, just feed it to her. Your second martial soul is of ice attribute, but Xiao Wu is not. You can enjoy this thing by yourself." .”

Nai Yiyi echoed from the side: "You are indeed a twin martial soul."

After calming down the storm for a while, Zhengyang continued to chew the shaved ice.

Xiao Wu looked on with envy, but Qian Renxue acted like a protector and didn't give Zhengyang any chance, even just a little bit.

During the meal, Zhengyang asked why you are so sure that you are twin martial arts souls.

Qian Renxue shook her head and said that she had no doubts. He was sent to the City of Angels by his mother's personal name. As for the martial soul and blue silver grass, she maintained a contemptuous attitude. In addition, his soul ring was broken and he could be reacquired in time. Then It's far worse than before, so until just now, I still had a 'well-intentioned' attitude, but twin martial souls... this talent, I once again had to pay attention to.

Naiyi put down the spoon, faced Zhengyang seriously, and then simply said two words "pervert".

???

At this time, Zhengyang had to wonder in his soul, when did he become abnormal?Are you a gentleman?

Just when Zhengyang wanted to say a few words, Qian Renxue explained: "We have one twin martial soul in the lower grade department, one in the upper grade department, and almost none except for the first time. Your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass. , they guessed that you might be a twin martial soul. As for the title of 'pervert', they were referring to Long Xuan, the squad leader of the first class. He was a twin martial soul. He led his class team to get the first class in the freshmen department when he just entered school, so he Some people called him a 'pervert'."

"Then what shift are you in?" Zhengyang asked Xiang Qian Renxue.

"Class [-]."

"Then why aren't you number one in your class?"

Qian Renxue's innate soul power is level 7. The age of the new student is no more than [-] years old. Even if he practices at the speed of light, it is absolutely impossible to reach level [-]. Therefore, in the new student, Qian Renxue is almost invincible.

"Uh..." This question stopped Qian Renxue.

As the No.1 person who had seen Qian Renxue's strength, Nai Yiyi also looked over curiously.

"Sister Xue must have beaten Long Xuan, so why not compete for No. 1?" Nai Yiyi thought silently in her heart.

"Maybe that Long Xuan is really powerful." Zhengyang said as if guessing, which solved the problem for Qian Renxue, even though he raised the question himself.

Qian Renxue smiled reluctantly, obviously not convinced in her heart.

Nai Yiyi wanted to express something for Qian Renxue, but the sound of chewing interrupted her thoughts.

Zhengyang ate happily, and soon, a hundred-year-old cold fruit entered his stomach.

"It tastes very good. I will definitely try it again next time I have a chance."

Hearing Zhengyang's evaluation, Qian Renxue's eyelids jumped. The price of one piece is [-] points. You will know the gold content in it tomorrow.

Suddenly, not long after Zhengyang finished eating the cold fruit, a wave of soul power suddenly swept through the cafeteria. The tablecloth was fluttered left and right, and the students quickly held down their plates.

"What's going on?" Zhengyang looked around uncertainly while holding the fish soup.

It felt like there was a storm in front of me, no, behind me, no, it seemed like it was under my feet, and in the end it became erratic.