Douluo: random item drop

Zhao Xiong had never tasted the feeling of squeezing his palms. This heartbreaking pain made him doubt his life.

He kept nodding his head, and finally after Zhengyang said 'thank you', he collapsed weakly on the ground.

"This...."

"finished!?"

This is everyone's inner monologue, and it is actually the case.

"Zhengyang, Sheng! Zhao Xiong, go take a rest."

Zhao Xiong was helped by his classmates towards the rest area, while Zhengyang looked at the battle circle beside him with unfulfilled interest.

"Well, you hit yours, I'll just watch and say nothing."

The two sluggish girls did not believe Zhengyang's words. Instead, they stared at him like an enemy. If he made any move, they would inevitably have the fastest escape in their lives.

"Zhengyang, come here, others continue." Yuwan shouted angrily.

The classmates around him took a long breath and looked at the carefree Zhengyang next to Yuwan, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Strong people are so presumptuous in front of teachers. They also want to touch those white thighs~

"Snapped."

Just as the boys were fantasizing for a while, Zhengyang had red slap marks on his face and his head tilted to one side as if he was angry.

Yuwan held Zhengyang's collar expressionlessly and announced the candidates for the next round.

"Hmph! What? I just touched it." Zhengyang was very unconvinced.

Yuwan tugged at the soft flesh on the back of his head.

"Next time you do something as trivial as this, be careful I castrate you!"

...

The afternoon time sometimes passes very slowly, and sometimes it passes very quickly.

Zhengyang rubbed his eyes anxiously and looked at the students who were standing neatly in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

"Where's the Yuwan people?"

This was the first time for the students to hear someone address their teacher by his first name, and they remained silent.

Seeing that Zhengyang didn't answer, he looked around and then returned to the middle of the team.

"Brother, give me a squeeze." Zhengyang said with a smile.

Zhao Xiong, who has a huge figure to begin with, has some hopeless chest and abdominal contractions. Unfortunately, he can't hold on for long, and his waistline will grow bigger every time he gets discouraged. But because he doesn't dare to touch Zhengyang, his feet move slightly forward. The other side moved away, and as they relaxed again and again, half a figure stood out from the other side of the team.

"Stop squeezing, I'll be dead if you keep squeezing me!"

"I didn't! It's over there!"

When the boys on the outermost periphery saw Zhao Xiong and Zhengyang on the side, they weighed their thoughts and silently closed their mouths.

'Both of them are ruthless people and cannot be offended~~'

I don't know how long I stood there, but just when Zhengyang started to feel sleepy again, a sound like an electric microphone sounded in my ears.

"Buzz~~~bi~~"

Zhengyang suddenly woke up, as if he had just taken a cold shower.

Looking around, all the students were already sitting cross-legged.

"What is this? What are you doing?"

Zhengyang scratched his head and was a little confused, but soon, Yuwan walked slowly from a distance.

"Are you awake? Don't you want to sleep for a while?"

"Uh, wake up, Teacher Yuwan, what are they doing?"

Yuwan looked at him for a while and then said strangely: "Don't you feel anything?"

When Zhengyang heard this, he immediately understood. The "buzz~~bi~~" that flashed in his ears just now must be the so-called feeling.

"A little bit, but...but just for a moment, it's gone."

"Can you wait a moment and release your martial spirit?" Yu Wan said thoughtfully.

Zhengyang nodded. Although the spirit ring of the martial spirit was damaged, there was still no problem with the normal release of the martial spirit.

"Lan Yincao, show me!"

When the blue-gold textured Blue Silver Grass appeared, Yuwan's first feeling was transparency, which was a feeling of release and joy all over her body.

"It's so rich in vitality. Your Bluesilver Grass is different. It's very big and very tough." Yu Wan was already so comfortable that she didn't know how to describe it.

Zhengyang rolled his eyes as he listened.

"Is there such a way to describe it?"

"Teacher Yuwan, you are off topic..." Zhengyang couldn't help but interrupt.

When Yu Wan reacted, a hint of shyness gradually arose in her heart.

"Ahem, I just went to activate part of the magic circle in the playground. The effect is the same as the magic circle in the morning, but what is here now is the mental power of a fifteenth-level soul master. In other words, if your mental power is If you are above level [-] soul master, then there will be no use of feeling or training, so let’s test your mental power.”

Zhengyang suddenly realized that the 'bi' sound just now was the sound when the magic circle was opened.

"Teacher Yuwan, how to test your mental strength...?"

"You'll know this later." Yu Wan took the guesswork.

Yuwan left with Zhengyang, and Zhao Xiong struggled to open one eye.

"Is this the gap between geniuses? I'm still too bad!" After saying that, he continued to accept the pressure of mental power, but unlike before, this time he used mental power to resist slightly less strongly. Some.

Leaving the playground, Yuwan took Zhengyang to a building called the Physical Fitness Center of Wuhun Academy.

"Are you going to do a comprehensive examination or just a mental test?"

"Well, Teacher Yuwan, will the information after the inspection be kept confidential?"

Yuwan shook her head.

"The data will be retained, but data is data. You are growing very fast now, and it won't be long before the data will be useless."

Zhengyang frowned subconsciously, but quickly replied: "Then let me test the all-round test, Teacher Yuwan. What does the all-round test include? Will it dissect me?"

"It's not as scary as you said. He's as big as a kid."

"I didn't. Aren't I afraid?"

Yu Wan snorted softly. Who is touching her thigh? Are you afraid?

The two walked inside and saw that various soul tools were placed in the extremely wide hall. Just above the roof, a huge dragon head hung there.

Zhengyang looked up, feeling a little creepy for some reason.

Yuwan watched silently from the side. When she saw the look of horror in Zhengyang's eyes, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"How is it? Isn't it spectacular?" Yuwan looked at the dragon head and seemed to appreciate the art.

"So, is that true?"

If compared with the largest chandelier in the mansion in the previous life, the size of the chandelier might be comparable to the eye sockets with dragon heads.

"Of course it's fake, but the aura on it is real. It's the aura of a 10-year-old soul beast. The size of the head is copied one to one. The real dragon head is probably ten times bigger than this." Yu Wan pretended to draw a few strokes and then said.

Zhengyang didn't dare to look anymore, he lowered his head and followed Yuwan dully.

"Hey, you're not scared just because of a sculpture, are you?"

Yuwan was very satisfied with her new student. If she was scared out of her mind because of this incident, it would really be more gain than loss.

"The breath of a 10-year-old soul beast! Do you know what that means?!!!" Zhengyang roared.

"It's not a real breath. If it were real, you would have fainted to death." Yu Wan curled her lips.

Zhengyang was stunned, wait, is it fake? !