Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

"Even if you are fighting, you can't make a killing move!" Xiao Wu looked around Tang San worriedly, then reached out to touch the red neck where Tang Ling pinched him.

"Xiao Wu, I'm fine, we are just sparring normally." Tang San comforted Xiao Wu. Tang Ling was much gentler than in the previous life. In the last life, he sparred with Tang Ling, but he lay in bed for two months unable to move.

Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, but without explaining, he reached out and wiped the blood from his face.

"Are you okay?" Ning Weilan stepped forward and released his first soul skill to treat the wounds on his face and body.

Seeing that she was about to use the third soul skill, Tang Ling stopped her, "No, your soul power is consumed too much, I can recover it myself."

Tang Ling took Oscar's big sausage and sat on the floor. Kunpeng's Heaven Swallowing Technique absorbed the spiritual energy of the world and restored his soul power quickly.

"Tell me how you feel." The master came over and took a look at the nine people who had almost recovered from their injuries but had consumed a lot of soul power.

"Dai Mubai, you speak first."

Dai Mubai took a step forward, "The eight of us didn't cooperate well. We underestimated Tang Ling's strength, failed to protect the auxiliary soul master, and gave him the opportunity to defeat him one by one."

The master nodded, "This is your problem."

With his hands behind his back, he walked up to Oscar and the three auxiliary soul masters, "You have no ability to protect yourself, why are you separated from the others?"

"The auxiliary soul master is the soul of a team. Only when they are here can your overall strength be brought into full play. If the auxiliary soul master is eliminated first, then half of your game will be lost."

The master walked up to Tang Ling and said, "Even if a lion fights a rabbit, you have to use all your strength, otherwise you will be the one who suffers. You clearly have the opportunity to defeat the auxiliary soul master, why do you hold back?"

Tang Ling opened his eyes and was not timid. He looked into the master's serious eyes and said, "I will attack with all my strength. With their cooperation, there is no chance of winning. Isn't this the result you want?"

The master snorted coldly, "Is this the so-called monster genius? I'm sorry, I didn't see it. For today's punishment, there are prepared rocks at the school gate. You can carry them on your back and run to Soto City and back again. Don't use it. Soul power.”

"Ah!" Oscar scratched his head with both hands. If he didn't use his soul power, wouldn't that kill him?

"It must be completed ten times before noon, Tang Ling, twelve times."

"Remember, you are a unit. As long as one person fails to finish, everyone will not be allowed to eat! Take action immediately!"

Everyone looked at each other and ran towards the school gate.

Oscar lay on the bamboo basket and looked at it. Everyone's bamboo baskets had names written on them, but the number of stones in them was different. Oscar stared at the bamboo basket full of Tang Ling with his mouth open.

"Brother Ling, have you offended the master?" Oscar looked at Tang Ling sympathetically.

"I don't know if it offends me or not, but he does dislike me." Tang Ling chuckled and didn't complain. He just carried a bamboo basket on his back and ran with a heavy load. It was already a very light training for him.

"Brother, the teacher is actually a very nice person. You... don't be too hostile to him. He has taught me a lot over the years." Tang San naturally didn't want to see the two people he respected the most confront each other.

Tang Ling glanced at him, "What do I teach you? A bunch of theories? Or do I use you to prove something? I didn't even tell you about the attached soul bone."

Tang San stopped Tang Ling, "No, teacher didn't expect that I could come into contact with the external soul bone so quickly, so..."

"You defended him." Tang Ling suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder, "Let's go."

Tang San was stunned, just... was he laughing? Did he read that correctly? You must have read that correctly, right?

On the other side, Flanders and Master looked at everyone not far away, "You don't have to be so harsh on that kid Tang Ling, right?"

"Arrogance and arrogance are both his shortcomings and strengths. If he cannot control his temper well, it may not be good for his future." The master sighed.

"I think he is not arrogant. Maybe we don't really understand him. It must not be easy for an orphan to get to where he is today." Flanders shook his head. Although his knowledge is far inferior to that of the master, it seems that But this aspect of people has never been bad.

"A child who stood firm even when facing a Soul Saint-level powerhouse, even if he was fainted. A child who dared to ignore his toughness when facing the Titan ape, just to protect his teammates. A child who went to find his brother alone when he disappeared. Even if he has a bad personality, how bad can he be?" Flender's eyes were so deep that even he couldn't understand a twelve-year-old child.

"If you really want to know, maybe you can ask your apprentice. The mistress respects Tang Ling no less than he does you."

The master was silent for a while and nodded slightly.

It takes about ten kilometers to go back and forth from the academy to Soto City. Ten circles equals one hundred kilometers. It is not easy without using soul power and carrying a heavy load. Let alone noon, even if you can come back at night, it can be considered Soon.

Tang Ling, Tang San and Dai Mubai were far ahead among the crowd, and Tang Ling did not choose to surpass them, maintaining the same speed.

"Let's stop for a moment." Tang San wiped his sweat.

"Mistress, what's wrong?" Dai Mubai stopped and looked at him with some confusion.

"Teacher just said that we are a unit. In terms of physical strength, the three of us can persevere, but they may not." Tang San looked at the people following behind who were already breathing heavily.

"Perhaps the real purpose of this punishment is to test our collective nature."

"Collective?" Dai Mubai scratched his head.

"Didn't you notice? He didn't say that the weight of our stones has not changed." Tang Ling said.

Seeing the people in front stopped, everyone finally caught up with them. Ma Hongjun and Oscar even sat down on the ground without any image, out of breath from exhaustion.

"That's true. Master, there should be no need to make things difficult for us." Ning Weilan covered her chest. She had as many stones as Zhu Zhuqing, and she obviously spent a lot of energy.

"Yes, yes..." Oscar stuck out his tongue and replied.

"I've just run away, but I can't bear it anymore. This collective mission is unbelievable! I said, Weilan, you are also an auxiliary type, and you are carrying the same weight as Zhuqing. You are too strong..."

Ning Weilan obviously didn't want to win at this time, and said slightly lacking breath, "Maybe it's because of my martial spirit."

Ma Hongjun slapped his thigh, "Why don't we cheat, secretly eat some of Xiao Ao's big recovery sausage, and use Wei Lan's first soul skill."

"Cheating?" Oscar was startled and jumped up.

"Fat man, are you sure that the master is not supervising us in secret? If cheating is discovered..."

Ma Hongjun even thought about that scene, and couldn't help but get excited and quickly shook his head. This thought should not be allowed to occur.

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