er "dragon" for the first character in his battle armor. 。So, as a Soul Master, he can now call himself: Dragon's Tang Wulin. 。Of course, in the world of armor masters, it is usually only when they...Xie Xie was very indignant!

If he lost to him for the first time, it was because he had been careless. But what about this second time He had lost inexplicably. He didn't even know how he had lost. He even touched Tang Wulin's shoulder, but the rip in his clothes remained, yet there was no sign of the wound.

There's a secret here, this guy definitely has a secret!

"What's with that golden light" Xie Xaio adjusted himself, his voice finally clear.

"Golden light The golden light is my soul!" Tang Wulin's hand flashed, and the ochre-yellow grass snake golden light appeared in his palm.

"That's the golden light emanating from your body!" Xie Xun roared with anger. This guy wasn't just insulting his body, he was also insulting his intelligence! How could he stand for this!

Tang Wulin smiled wryly. "I don't know, do you believe me"

Xie Xie let out a cold snort, expressing his attitude.

Back in the dorm, Yun and Zhou Changxi stared dumbfounded as Tang Wulin carefully lowered Xie Xi from his back and placed her on the lower bunk.

Zhou Changxi said straightforwardly, “He wants to beat you up, and you still bring him back”

Xie Xi's high, puffed cheeks already clearly indicated the outcome of their fight.

During the morning self-introduction, wasn't this guy an 18th level soul power

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"Someone spent money!" Tang Wulin replied casually, then eagerly asked Yun, "Is dinner time over yet"

Yun looked at the time. "Not yet, but it will be soon."

The next moment, he saw a boy as swift as the wind. Tang Wulin vanished in an instant, without a trace.

"Well, you lost again" Zhou Changxi asked Xie Xie.

Xie Xie glared at him fiercely, "It was just a careless mistake. Next time, I will definitely win!" As he said this, he struggled to get up from the bed. With his face swollen like that, he couldn't possibly skip treatment.

Never disfigure yourself, never disfigure yourself, never disfigure yourself. Important things three times.

When Tang Wulin went to the window for his sixteenth bowl of noodles, the restaurant's master chef couldn't help but ask, "Student, you wouldn't be deliberately arriving late just because you're afraid of being seen by others, would you We're all about to clock out."

Tang Wulin lowered his head a little shyly, "I'm sorry, Chef Uncle, I'm late today. It won't happen again. Then I'll have one more bowl, and that's it."

The chef smiled and said, “Eating isn’t a problem. The academy’s Grade C meals are free and unlimited. But how much can you actually eat”

Tang Wulin patted his stomach. He hadn't eaten lunch and was particularly hungry today, "I should still be able to eat a lot."

The chef said, “It’s good that you came late. There’s still some left over from the lunch service. Nobody bought it anyway, so here you go. It would be a waste otherwise.”

A large bowl of noodles, with half a bowl of braised meat on top, was served to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin had no resistance to food. After thanking the chef, he started eating with gusto. The dish was probably some kind of braised meat, very chewy and average in taste, but after finishing it, his stomach felt warm and comfortable, and his depleted stamina recovered noticeably faster.

If Meal B is this good, how about Meal A

Tang Wulin swallowed nervously, glanced at the window of the high-end restaurant across the street, but quickly shook his head. That was definitely beyond his budget.

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I'll wait until after I get a job from the Blacksmith Association to see if I can earn some more money. The only thing is, that money will have to be saved up to buy a Soul Spirit.

One million Fed coins could buy a yellow hundred-year soul, that was his goal. After earning ten thousand from the blacksmith association, Tang Wulin set his sights on a hundred-year soul.

Back at the dormitory, Xie Xien wasn't there. Tang Wulin didn't pay much attention to this. Although that guy was arrogant and flamboyant, he wasn't too overbearing. His last attack in the match had chosen the hilt of his blade first, which showed a lot.

The clouds had already begun to meditate, but Zhou Changxi hadn't yet. Seeing him return, he immediately poked his head out from the upper bunk, "Tang Wulin, wasn't Xie Xie that guy an 18th-level soul master How did you beat him" He was growing increasingly curious about this roommate whose power seemed to still be above his own.

"Actually, I don't know either," Tang Wulin said helplessly.

He truly didn't know how those scales appeared on his body. After waking up from the coma, his body had fully recovered to normal, but no matter what method he used, he couldn't make those scales appear again. He only vaguely remembered that his whole body was very hot at the time, and then his right arm covered in scales was filled with violent power, even his mind was a little fuzzy, feeling a bit out of control over his body. There were even violent emotions accompanying it.

If he doesn't have a strong enough will, someone is in danger.

But what exactly is that golden scale Could it really be a result of the martial soul's mutation Is Grass Serpent Golden Light not an inferior soul spirit, but rather something extraordinary

But he couldn't see what was so formidable about the golden light!

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Then, where does that gold scale come from Could it only appear when one is hurt

Tang Wulin took out a needle from his personal belongings and pricked himself with it.

Oh, it hurts! A drop of blood flows out, and a sharp pain shoots through me.

So what…

The golden scales did not appear.

He was a little skeptical. Could it be that he hadn't tied it tight enough Let's try again.

So what...

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Find some peace through meditation!

Concentrating his mind, he circulated his soul power, searching for that peculiar heat. He had only learned the most basic meditation techniques, and the route of soul power circulation was very simple. Soon, a full circle was completed, but there was still no sign of anything unusual.

Everything is as usual, and the cultivation is no different from usual.

This is really strange! Tang Wulin summoned out the Grass Snake, Golden Light again and looked at it. No matter how he looked, this creature that didn't seem to have any energy fluctuations wasn't like a being that could give him such powerful strength.

Morning.

When Tang Wulin finished meditating, he saw Xie Xie also meditating opposite him, not knowing when he had returned. The swelling on his face had subsided a lot, but his complexion was still rather poor, whether from being beaten or angered.

It's never a pleasant thing to pay for a beating...

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