"I didn't expect that the master's theory was really copied."
Notting City, Notting College.
Luo Ling came out of the teacher's office with a strange look on her face.
As a passer-by who has read the original works of Douluo Mainland, the master in his impression is a knowledgeable scientific researcher, but he did not expect that
"My theories are all summarized from the materials recorded in the library of Wulin Hall for many years! There will be no problem!"
Recalling the words blurted out by the corundum Xiaogang and the other party's panic expression, Luo Ling has nothing to say.
Originally, he intended to learn from Yu Xiaogang, but now he seems to have left it alone.
I have to say that there is some truth in the inference of previous netizens about Yu Xiaogang.
Whether it is a scum man or not, theoretical plagiarism is now a reality.
Wandering back to his dormitory, Qishe, this is Luo Ling's dormitory.
Luo Ling is a passer-by. It has been seven years since he crossed Douluo Continent.
He was adopted by the village head of Dihun Village outside Notting City when he was young. He studied at Notting College in Notting City a year ago.
There is no system, no golden finger and no illustrious background in Douluo continent.
A year ago, Luo Ling awakened the spirit of Wu, and changed the spirit of Wu scarecrow. He had a level 6 innate soul power.
The scarecrow's talent is good, but the scarecrow's Wulin has never been heard of and is regarded as an abandoned Wulin.
After all, what can a scarecrow do?
But Luo Ling was not hit by the ghost of Wu. He thought of the master.
"There is no waste spirit, only waste spirit master."
This is what the master said, which fills Luo Ling with hope.
However, with constant contact, Luo Ling was constantly rejected by the master and became suspicious of the master.
Until today
The master was induced by Luo Ling to spill his mouth.
"It seems that we can only rely on ourselves!" Luo Ling raised an eyebrow and walked straight into the dormitory.
"Xiao Ling, did you go to find the master again?"
Just entering the dormitory, a voice came.
"I guess so." Luo Ling looked up at the speaker, who was Wang Sheng.
"Rejected again?" Wang Sheng came over with a laugh.
"Obviously," Luo Ling replied.
"If I told you, you don't need to worship the Master. You are already a Ring Soul Master when you are only seven years old. The Master has only been 29 levels for so many years!"
Wang Sheng walked to Luo Ling and snorted scornfully. "I think that master is just a figurehead!"
Luo Ling smiled and didn't deny what Wang Sheng had said. Now he is the same idea.
……
Time passed quickly, and soon it was evening.
Luo Ling plans to go to dinner after training. Shortly after leaving the dormitory, she sees a middle-aged man coming.
"Teaching assistant Zhang?" Luo Ling looked at the man coming strangely.
He knows this man.
Zhang Lang, a teaching assistant in the school, is a Wulin Long Dao. It's said that he has just reached Grade 20.
"Xiao Ling, the master has something to do with you. He has decided to take you as his apprentice!"
"Take me as an apprentice?" Luo Ling was stunned for a moment. She refused so simply in the daytime, and now she has changed her mind?
"Yes! Come with me!" Zhang Lang smiled and motioned Luo Ling to follow.
Luo Ling thought for a few seconds and followed.
After all, Yu Xiaogang will be the teacher of Tang San, the main character. He can get along with Tang San. If he can get a piece of immortal grass in the future, it seems good?
Thinking, Luo Ling followed Zhang Lang to the north of the college.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, looking at the increasingly lush trees, Luo Ling could not help but be alert.
"Assistant Professor Zhang, it seems that this is not the direction of the teacher's office."
Luo Ling's voice echoed in the deep woods. The figure in front stopped slowly, and a long knife appeared in Zhang Lang's hand.
Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose from Zhang Lang's feet.
"This is certainly not the teacher's office, and you don't need to go to the teacher's office!" Zhang Lang turned around with cold eyes.
"Are you here to kill me?" Luo Ling responded.
But why?
He thought of a person in his mind.
Yu Xiaogang.
Is it because Bai Tianyu and Xiaogang let slip their tongue and bought a murderer in order to prevent themselves from talking nonsense?
"You are not stupid!" Zhang Lang smiled darkly
"The master didn't intend to argue with you, but who would have thought that you wanted to steal the master's theoretical data!"
"Is that what Yu Xiaogang told you?" Luo Ling finally understood the situation, and a trace of anger appeared on her face.
What a hypocritical master! Even if you send someone to assassinate you, you can still beat it!
"Do you want to frame the master, you little bastard? The master has told me that I will not be deceived by you!" Zhang Lang said scornfully.
Luo Ling shook her head, and her last tribute to the master vanished.
He didn't think about anything else. The most important thing now was how to survive.
Zhang Lang, the Wulin Long Sabre, is probably the 21st level Assault Department Soul Master.
He is a level 11 soul master, a scarecrow of the Wulin.
When Luo Ling was thinking about countermeasures, a yellow soul ring rose from the bottom of his feet.
Luo Ling's first soul ring comes from a mandala snake that has been around for more than 300 years. It was hunted by the dean of Notting College.
His martial spirit is a scarecrow, and Tang San is a blue silver grass. Both have a grass!
So Luo Ling wondered if she could get a skill similar to Tang San's first soul skill.
In the end, he succeeded.
At Luo Ling's side, a scarecrow with a worn straw hat appeared out of thin air, which was his soul scarecrow.
If you can't attach your body, you can only release it. It's a weapon spirit.
"Hundred year Soul Ring, you are lucky, little bastard, but I am the Great Soul Master!" Zhang Lang looked at the Soul Ring at Luo Ling's feet enviously, and his face was ferocious.
Luo Ling didn't give Zhang Lang the chance to start, and took the lead in launching his first soul skill, straw winding!
The straw strengthened by the Datura snake becomes more tenacious. Although it does not carry poison, the binding effect is very good.
Countless straws swept away towards Zhang Lang like bandages, and immediately wrapped Zhang Lang into a rice dumplings.
Luo Ling was not happy when she saw this. She turned around and ran away.
There is a ten level difference between the two souls. Zhang Lang can't be trapped by the scarecrow's entanglement for long, but only if Luo Ling goes to a crowded place.
As a teaching assistant of the college, Zhang Lang dare not kill students in public.
Just as Luo Ling felt calm, a roar came from behind:
"The first soul skill, chop!"
"The second soul skill, fast step!"
The straw around Zhang Lang was cut off. The second soul ring at Zhang Lang's feet lit up the next second, and a weak white light gathered at Zhang Lang's feet.
It's an accelerated soul skill!
Luo Ling's eyes are slightly frozen. This is the worst situation. Zhang Lang's speed was higher than his own, but now he has soul skill blessing
I can't run away
Luo Ling sighs in her heart.
In a few seconds, Zhang Lang has run to the front of Luo Ling.
"You run! Why don't you run?" Zhang Lang laughed wildly, holding a long knife and rushing towards Luo step by step.
Before Luo Ling could respond, he saw that the long knife turned into a shadow and hit his chest. A lot of blood poured out of his chest.
Luo Ling's sight became blurred when she flew upside down on the big tree beside.
Am I the worst passer? I will die if I haven't done anything
Luo Ling collapsed under the tree, extremely unwilling. Yu Xiaogang's figure appeared in his mind, and incomparable resentment emerged in his heart!
Fake Yu Xiaogang, if I can become a ghost, I will make you suffer all the pain and then kill you cruelly!
He roared in his heart, and at the last moment of death, it seemed that some kind of obsession was born here.
Luo Ling's eyes widened and suddenly became red!
Not far away, the standing scarecrow seemed to be under some kind of induction, slowly turned around, and a red light appeared in the empty eye socket.
