Douluo: I have a ball martial soul

Dormitory [-]!

"Liu Ping hasn't had dinner yet, let's keep him warm." Liu Ping was weak from exhaustion, and was finally carried back by Brother Hu and his team. Pu Sunian also prepared a few steamed buns, and finally put them in his stomach to keep the temperature. .

She asked the college teacher to check and told her that everything was fine before allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at Liu Ping who passed out, Pu Sunian felt a little distressed, "Why do you insist on practicing swordsmanship? Why don't you just take the auxiliary route!"

Looking at the black epee beside her, she wanted to throw it away, so that Liu Ping wouldn't have to work so hard.

As for Chen Feng, he played happily, but was criticized by the teacher in the end.

Pu Sunian stayed by Liu Ping's side. As for Brother Hu and the others, they still had things to do. They were all working, and they should have gone to bed after taking a shower.

"Huh?" Then Park Su Nian exclaimed in surprise.

Looking at a ball, a soft light began to envelope Liu Ping, and he began to treat Liu Ping.Although Liu Ping failed in this battle, Liu Ping was confident that if he increased his speed and reaction power, he could kill a first-level soul master with one strike. Of course, he still needed to train for a while.

Perhaps, after the holidays, it would be a good time for Park So Nian to help him practice his reaction skills.

However, after Chen Feng graduated, he had no partner to train with.

As night fell, this time, Pu Sunian took the quilt and joined Liu Ping.

As for the steamed buns kept warm by Liu Ping, maybe they won't go rancid after one night. However, if Liu Ping wakes up the next day, he can eat breakfast directly. What if he wakes up hungry in the middle of the night?

She was very confused, and finally fell asleep with the steamed buns in her arms. She was used to being around Liu Ping and felt warm in his light.

The next day, when the sun shines in!

"Well!" Liu Ping then opened his eyes.

Looking at the people sleeping next to her, she seemed to be protecting her belly, so she lay on her side with her little face facing Liu Ping.

"I feel so sore!" Liu Ping exclaimed secretly, then frowned, "Oh no, class has already begun."

Why didn't Pu Su Nian wake me up?

"Su Nian, get up, it's time for class!" Liu Ping gently pushed Su Nian, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and said calmly.

It's just that he's late. Bawanghua is not an unkind person, and she probably won't argue with a kid like him.

"Hmm~ Liu Ping, you're awake! We have a day off today, I asked for leave for us!" Pu Sunian rubbed his eyes and saw Liu Ping waking up.

I finally fell asleep, but not for long.

"Oh, that's so good!" Liu Ping immediately relaxed, lay down, and then looked towards Pu Su Nian, their eyes facing each other...

"It wasn't too cold last night, was it?" Liu Ping's face was slightly red. Although Liu Ping knew that he was taking advantage, who asked you to dress up as a man?

Finally, I still asked out of concern. Being a little follower for such a long time, especially the wind and cold, was enough to make her uncomfortable for a whole night.

"No, hee hee, I hid here with you. Besides, I have been exercising for more than a year. I feel that my body is much better and my soul power has increased. Maybe after getting the soul ring, I should be able to stabilize." Pu Sunian I also realized that the more persistent I am, the stronger my soul power will be, and the more stable the wind and cold will be.

Of course, if Liu Ping is left at once, it may continue to be swept away again, but of course it will not be more serious than before.

Listening to what Pu Su Nian said, now that there were only two of them, Liu Ping also wanted to try to see if it was possible.

Then, he hugged the little man opposite.

"Liu, Liu Ping, what are you doing?" Pu Sunian's face suddenly turned red, and she was suddenly overwhelmed by Liu Ping's move. As for being like Liu Ping..., she was not ready yet.

"Su Nian, release your martial soul, let's try to see if we can fuse the martial soul!" Liu Ping remained calm and released the martial soul of the ball.

Now, Liu Ping has completely accepted that his martial spirit is just a ball.We have reached a consensus with the indigenous people here!

"Oh!" Some were disappointed, and some were able to accept it. They are still young now.

Then, a burst of coldness appeared between the two of them. Pu Su Nian's little hand shrank in front of his chest, and a piece of blue mottled grass appeared.

"Isn't it enough to just hug each other? Don't we have the slightest affinity with simplicity?" Liu Ping hugged her for a while without noticing it, and thought it might not work.

Finally, Pu Su Nian was let go.

"You can't fuse martial souls!" Liu Ping finally said with some pity, looking at the Netherworld White Tiger fused by Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Martial soul fusion, what is that?" Pu Sunian asked curiously, feeling relieved. It seemed that Liu Ping did not discover her secret.

"Martial soul fusion means that two people's martial souls can fit together and fuse together to produce powerful effects." Liu Ping began to explain half-heartedly. In fact, he didn't understand either.

Perhaps, he is not qualified to cheat.

After giving up, little did he know that there was a hint of cold air inside Liu Ping's ball, which combined with the light to produce some dewdrops.

"Oh!" Pu Sunian didn't understand and responded.

"Anyway, you don't understand even if I tell you, continue..."

"Grumble!"

Liu Ping didn't know how to explain it, so he just fooled him and planned to continue sleeping, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

"hungry!"

"It's a pity that it's not dinner time yet, but I..."

Pu Sunian looked at Liu Ping and smiled lightly, but he thought that the steamed buns from the night were still on the bedside, and he bought them again for Liu Ping during breakfast.

Finally, with some blushing, he took out the steamed bun wrapped in oil paper from his stomach and took it out.

"Forehead…"

"Okay, I'm going to embarrass you."

Liu Ping watched, then took the steamed buns from her little hand, patted her shoulder and said.

How could he, Liu Ping, be so virtuous that he could be treated like this by Pu Su Nian.

"It's okay, it's just that it might be cold. It's been three or four hours." Pu Sunian said with a blushing face.

Liu Ping smiled, pointed to his heart, and said sincerely: "It's warm here!"

Park Su Nian also nodded and smiled. It's great to be able to help Liu Ping!

It's just a simple thing.

It would be nice if Liu Ping could give up practicing swordsmanship. Maybe she is still too weak. If possible, she would become stronger and protect him in the future.

Liu Ping ate the steamed buns with a hint of body temperature, as if he didn't know that what this little guy wanted was to take care of him.

After Liu Ping woke up!

Practical training is feasible, so he started to take the initiative to find Chen Feng. Although Chen Feng was trained, he still liked to fight with Liu Ping like this. Liu Ping was like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death.

In this way, half a month passed with the handover of troops.

The holidays are coming!

"Clang!" "Bang!"

After a battle, Liu Ping and Chen Feng stopped.

"Haha, if I had met you earlier, maybe I wouldn't be so lonely!" Chen Feng smiled heartily, feeling the breeze blowing by, bringing a little bit of coolness.

"Meet him earlier, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand Brother Feng's blows!"

"Even so, boy Liu Ping, you are more resistant to beatings!"

"Haha, it's good to resist beating..."

It's finally a holiday, and this is the last battle between the two of them.

"Brother Feng, if you don't let me faint again this time, I won't be willing to let you go!"

"Okay, I'll satisfy you..."

Afterwards, a fight started again on the playground. If the college didn't give in, the two would hide in the woods.

"What two lunatics!" A passerby passed by and looked at these two without any doubt that they were lunatics.

And Pu SuNian has always been quiet...