"Boys' dormitory Building 6. ”

The dormitory building is lined with green trees on both sides, and there are squares in front and back, and there is a large gap between the buildings.

Walk into it, stand in front of the stairs, step hard with your right foot, and your body leaps and falls firmly on the corner of the second floor.

"That's what it feels like to be empowered. ”

Ning Feng's college entrance examination results, speed 25m/s, nerve response level A, strength 996kg, belongs to the strongest level under the soul master in the assessment.

Press fingerprint verification and walk into the dormitory.

The room is about fifty square meters, with four multi-functional bed cabinets and tables and chairs, with names pasted on the bed tables, in addition to the three of them, there is also a roommate named Lin Ming.

There are books on the bedtable about soul masters.

Ning Feng walked to the bed with his name on it, hung up his clothes neatly, and when no one was there, he leaned on the futon to take a nap.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

Crash!

Like a cloud, supporting itself, it floats forward in the boundless sea of clouds.

"Dreams?"

Ning Feng felt that it was not, and he carefully observed his surroundings.

The clouds and mist converged ahead, and a majestic palace rose in the clouds.

There are three big characters above the palace: Jeopardic Palace!

Ning Feng stood on the platform in front of the palace, and in comparison, he was as small as dust.

The three words of the Absolute Shadow Palace suddenly brightened, and wisps of pale black streamers sprinkled out, converging into Ning Feng's hands.

The pain is very real.

An ethereal voice came from the depths of the palace: "This technique is 'ghost hand', driven by spiritual energy. ”

The sound of words made Ning Feng's soul tremble, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

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"Huh?"

Ning Feng sat up, looking dazed.

It's already dark outside.

"Ghost hands?"

Ning Feng looked at his right hand thoughtfully:

"It's true. ”

There was a faint strange energy in his palm, and he raised his hand and poked into the bookshelf, and he could feel a wisp of invisible energy extending from his palm, knocking down a book.

"Something from the air?

Ning Feng was surprised, what was this wonderful ability?

He tried again, but there was no energy in his palm.

"Driven by spiritual energy, how can I replenish it if I don't have energy?"

Now it's the world of soul masters, and soul skills dominate everything, what is the Shadow Palace?

A series of question marks were in Ning Feng's mind.

"Ning Feng?"

Wang Peng and Zhao Dalang pushed the door in, turned on the light and said hello.

Seeing his good brother in his previous life, Ning Feng put away his thoughts, and his calm face showed his first smile after being reborn.

"Why are you dressed differently today? I thought it was someone else. Wang Peng was surprised.

"A change of style. Ning Feng responded.

"By the way, Ning Feng, there is something I have to tell you. Zhao Dalang walked in front of him and said, "I want to challenge you, defeat you, and prove yourself!"

Ning Feng was slightly stunned, and then asked with a smile: "How do you want to fight?"

Zhao Dalang scratched his head: "We are fighting tomorrow in shifts, if you win, I will serve you, and if you lose, it means that I am awesome." ”

"Zhao Dalang, why are you challenging Ning Feng?" Wang Peng said puzzledly:

"Tomorrow is the class assessment, we have to fight the battle, randomly assign us the ring, many people compete for fewer places, divide the class according to the elimination system, the more basic credits you get from the top ranking, the credits of Wuhan University are very important, you still wait to challenge in private, don't affect the grades." ”

"I ......" Zhao Dalang sighed for two seconds: "The girl I like likes him, so I want to challenge him, but I will keep my hand, not heavy-handed, just meet the competition." ”

Ning Feng: "......"

It seems that there is also a story in Dalang this holiday.

Wang Peng shook his head: "More than 5,000 people, you may not be able to meet them." ”

"When the time comes, it's time for me to eat Chinese medicine sauce and make up for some nutrition. Zhao Dalang scratched his head, returned to the bed, took out a small canned bottle, opened it and ate it in a big gulp.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a relatively white, small-eyed, brand-wearing person walked in.

"Lin Ming, you're back. Wang Peng said hello.

"What kind of smell?" Lin Ming glanced around: "No, Zhao Dalang, what are you eating?"

"Didn't smell anything? He ate Chinese medicine sauce, which is nutritious. Wang Peng said.

"Eat Tianling grass for nutrition. Lin Ming frowned and said, "What strange things, this is not your dormitory alone." ”

Zhao Dalang was dull, the Tianling Grass came from the Tiankeng World, and the nutritional effect was high, but it was too expensive.

He closed the lid and fanned his clothes.

"I'm really convinced. Lin Ming walked to the window, opened the window and said, "Wang Peng, let's change the bed, shall we ventilate by the window, I can't stand the pungent smell when I see him like that." ”

Wang Peng hesitated for two seconds: "Okay." ”

"Then you hurry up and clean up, I'm tired and want to lie down. ”

Lin Ming sat and waited for Wang Peng to sort it out, and he looked at Ning Feng.

"Huh?"

Lin Ming's gaze was fixed on Ning Feng's watch, and his expression was both envious and jealous:

"Isn't this a Lauren A-series watch? 2.3 million, is it really fake? Can you show me?"

Ning Feng didn't raise his head and ignored it.

Lin Ming pursed his lips and thought to himself: It's really arrogant.

Click!

Zhao Dalang lit a cigarette, and he used to use the cigarette to dissipate the bitterness of the Chinese medicine sauce.

"Da Lang. ”

Lin Ming was suddenly dissatisfied: "If you smoke, please go outside, okay? Say how many times you can pay attention? This is the dormitory, not your home." ”

"Oh, yes, I forgot, I'm sorry. ”

Zhao Dalang smiled and got up to leave.

Ning Feng's face was calm, his gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over Lin Ming, he put down the book and followed.

Walking in front of Zhao Dalang, he stretched out his hand: "Give me a root." ”

Zhao Dalang hesitated slightly: "Uh, the smoke is not very good." ”

He took out the white box in his pocket.

Ning Feng shook his head and smiled: "The important thing is not the taste. ”

Zhao Dalang handed out a cigarette and looked at his watch: "This watch is really expensive." ”

Click!

Ning Feng spit out a pillar of smoke: "A friend sent it." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I think you're good, but I still want to challenge you tomorrow. Zhao Dalang said in a sullen voice.

Ning Feng nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhao Dalang leaked a simple smile: "That's good, I was recruited because of Jin'er, you have to be careful." ”

"If I do, I'll show you mercy. Ning Feng patted him on the back, extinguished his cigarette, and returned to the dormitory.

Zhao Dalang scratched his head, lit another cigarette, and went back to the dormitory to go to bed after smoking.

"Soul skill training is a weekday practice, but I don't know what the method is. ”

Ning Feng was lying on the bed, holding a book and thinking:

"Soul Star is a soul master when he learns soul skills, and he doesn't say a word about the soul skills high school teacher, and he has to wait for tomorrow to study step by step after he is assigned to classes. ”

"It seems that Martial Soul University is just the beginning, practice soul skills and become a strong among soul masters. ”

A loud snoring suddenly hit my ears.

Hearing this voice, Ning Feng felt kind.

But some people can't stand it.

"Oh my God. ”

Lin Ming sat up suddenly, with a look of disgust, and said loudly: "I'm really convinced, how can anyone in the school arrange it, Zhao Dalang, you be quiet!"

"Huh, who called me?" Zhao Dalang raised his head in confusion.

"Classmate, you snore too loudly, it affects my rest!" Lin Ming asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. ”

Zhao Dalang sat up and scratched his head.

"Serve, everyone has it, if you can't control your snoring, you can quickly change the dormitory. ”

Lin Ming said stiffly, lying down and facing the wall.

Zhao Dalang sat all the time, looking lost, and the dormitory became quiet.

Ten minutes later.

"Zhao Dalang, go to sleep, I'm going to fight tomorrow. Wang Peng said in a low voice.

"Ah, I, I'm not sleepy, go smoke a cigarette and sleep. ”

Zhao Dalang got out of bed gently, and after going out, he came back for more than half an hour.

Seeing that Lin Ming was asleep, he went to bed, covered his head with a quilt, and lay on his side, trying to avoid snoring.

Then.

Ning Feng put the book back in the cabinet with an expressionless face and turned off the lamp.

He glanced at Lin Ming, and there was an evil fire in his heart:

'Da Lang, in your last life, you fought a fatal knife for me and became a vegetative person, and if you get together again in this life, I will not let you be wronged. ’

Before he closed his eyes, there was a chill in the crack, like a wolf staring at its prey.

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