Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Competition
"Eh, get up, get up", Lu Ming shook the two of them vigorously, and after carrying the two of them back yesterday, he threw them on Wang Dong's bed at random - in a distorted posture.
Huo Yuhan's whole person pressed on Wang Dong's body, the bodies of the two formed an X-shape, and Wang Dong's clothes were still slightly messy, revealing a white crescent.
After shaking for a long time, the two of them slowly woke up, and as soon as Wang Dong opened his eyes, he saw Lu Ming's face close at hand, felt the squeezing sensation in his abdomen, and his face turned red in an instant, and he didn't know how to make that kind of piercing and sharp high note.
"Hooligans"
This sound shook Lu Ming's brain, and he hurriedly took two steps back, covering his eardrums, Huo Yuhan shook his head at this sound, sat up suddenly, and fell unsteadily on Lu Ming.
Only then did Wang Dong realize that the squeezing sensation just now was caused by Huo Yuhan, and his face turned blue and purple for a while.
Lu Ming was afraid that Huo Yuhan would fall, so she hurriedly supported her, she was stunned and couldn't figure out the situation, and her whole body pressed softly on Lu Ming, "Ah, why am I going back to the dormitory?"
Lu Ming was a little speechless, Huo Yuhan was as soft as having no bones, he could only clamp his weak waist to prevent her from slipping down.
"Can you get up first, isn't it all your good roommate and my credit that you two can go back to the dormitory?" , Lu Ming's voice sounded in Huo Yuhan's ears, startling her, trembling, and jumping out like a rabbit.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", his face was slightly red, I don't know if it was embarrassment or something else.
"Some people, I still don't appreciate it, I wasted a lot of effort to get you out of the woods and tell you to get up, but you still yelled at me in the morning", Lu Ming spread his hands, crossed his waist, and formed a T-shaped step, like a compass, and his body was full of bitter yin and yang.
"I'm sorry", Wang Dong's voice was like a mosquito, buzzing.
Lu Ming opened his mouth wide, put his hand next to his ear, leaned over, and shouted loudly, "What did you say?" I can't hear clearly."
"I'm sorry", Wang Dong's face flushed, his small chest rose and fell for a while, and he shouted loudly at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming laughed at this time, but he still spoke so pretentiously, pinching his tone, "I'm sorry and it's over, you two want to invite me to dinner, or the pain in my heart can't be repaired."
Huo Yuhan ran over, tidied up his messy clothes, and said, "Okay, okay, please eat something delicious, anyway, the money I earned is not enough to pay off the debt, and I won't be able to eat you again when the time comes."
Wang Dong also sat up, tidied up his clothes, his face was still a little red, and whispered, "It's just a few meals, please eat", he still looked the same when he spoke, his hands were folded, and his head was tilted.
Only then did Lu Ming understand what the "tsundere" in the anime was as cute, always putting on that look, and the contrast between his state and expression was so cute that he couldn't help but chuckle twice.
Then he turned his head and made a joke at Huo Yuhan, "Then you can't afford to pay back, but you have to work for me for the rest of your life."
The girl didn't resist at all, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'll give you a job for the rest of my life, and I won't leave if you want me to go."
As he spoke, two small dimples were exposed, his blue eyes were shining, and Lu Ming's figure was printed in his pupils, condensing a light like a sky full of stars.
Wang Dong walked over from the side, sandwiched between the two, "Hurry up and go to dinner, I don't know if the martial soul fusion technique was successful yesterday."
"It worked, of course it worked, it was very powerful"
"Wang Dong, why did you tell our killer idea so hastily?"
"Don't you say he saw it too?"
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"What should I eat? Anyway, it's the two of you who have a treat, and I have to pick and choose the expensive one to buy."
"Ahh I don't have any money, I'll have to make you pay when I don't have enough to pay later."
"It's okay, it's okay, you owe it first, what's more, there's no Wang Dong, she has money"
"You can't catch a sheep and be ruthless! No, no, no, I have to separate it from Huo Yuhao."
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A few people finished eating chattering, checked the phenomenon caused by yesterday's martial soul fusion technique, and the two of them also gave the martial soul fusion technique a serious name - withering in the bright, golden road. Then he hurried to the game site unhurriedly.
It's still a labyrinthine design, but this time the venue is much larger, and there are only thirty-two districts, and there are still many people sitting on the high viewing platform, but Lu Ming is a little skeptical that he can see clearly, after all, the height and perspective of the partition have created a lot of dead ends.
This time, Lu Ming drew the nineteenth district, Huo Yuhan and Wang Dong drew the fifteenth district, and the result was quite lucky, because it was not a half-district, and there was no probability of encountering it until the finals.
The knockout round is a regional system, with the first 16 districts, the last 16 districts, and the two halves each coming out with the strongest team to compete for the championship.
Of course, the teachers of Shrek Academy are not all monkeys with unsound IQs, and there is also a points competition in this regional system, where teams other than the champion have to conduct a complex points competition to rank second, preventing one half of the district from being full of strong teams, and the other half of the region is under the quality, mixing in a runner-up.
This opponent can make Lu Ming feel a little pressure, but just a little pressure can't let him use all his strength.
Three times five divided by two, under the surprised gaze of the invigilator, Lu Ming once again, one person defeated a team.
Out of the arena, the sun is not too dazzling, and Shrek City in May is not too hot, and it will gradually get hot in another two months, but even the hottest weather of the year is still not uncomfortable.
The geographical location of Shrek City is roughly equivalent to the middle and high latitudes, and it is more inclined to the weather in the northeast and south, and the continuous wind also makes the summer in Shrek City more comfortable than other places.
Lu Ming didn't wait for the two of them, the two had already said that they would go to Zhou Yi to guide their cultivation after the game, and he was not interested in eating dog food behind the little couple.
In the afternoon, Lu Ming easily solved the battle and successfully advanced to the top 16, but it seemed that Huo Yuhan and Wang Dong had encountered a little trouble, and Zhou Yi also frowned, it seemed that this game was not simple.
Lu Ming was not interested in watching a few little children fight, so he glanced casually twice, and returned to the cabin to prepare for cooking.
The ingredients provided by the old man in the past two days are exceptionally good, they are all some precious soul beast meat, although Lu Ming's cooking is not delicious, but it can also supplement the required nutrients.
Lu Ming has never understood why soul beast meat can enhance physique and increase soul power, his composition should only be composed of complex organic matter, and it is clear that it should not have this effect.
The only reasonable conjecture is that there should be some unknown organelle in the soul beast's flesh cells that stores soul power, which is absorbed by the human body during digestion.
According to this logic, isn't the cell structure of all people in this world a little different?
They can enhance their physical fitness through their soul power
, then it stands to reason that they should have a special structure to perform this function, and energy cannot enhance physical fitness out of thin air, there must be some kind of medium in between.
Lu Ming thought about this while processing the ingredients and using his not good cooking skills to make meals.
Two little melons poked in through the doorway, one powder blue, the other blue, the sun shining on the slippery hair, leaving only a strand of gold veil, and in the middle of the cabin sat an old man with a wrinkled face, and a boy in the kitchen was busy cooking.
The scent wafted through the crack in the door to the cabin, faintly, until the crisp sound of the door opening, and the steaming food was served, filling the room with steam and fragrance.