Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 93 The Little Pearl Dropped

When Wu Feng walked back carefree, she was greeted by Ning Tian's approving gaze and Chen Ping's slight teasing.

"How about it? Stealing other people's buffs is much more satisfying than taking your own buffs, right? One positive and one negative, it's equivalent to having two more buffs than the opponent."

Chen Ping said this with a smile, but Wu Feng nodded with deep feeling.

She is a second-ring strong attack spirit master, and her speed is almost the same as that of a first-ring agile attack spirit master. After snatching the opponent's big chicken leg, she can even sneak up and deal with the opponent. How can it be described as awesome?

"Although you tend to say weird things when you're not studying, there's still some truth to what you said this time."

Wu Feng nodded and turned to look at the other young soul masters on the fighting stage below, with an arrogance in his eyes as if he were looking down on small fry.

Trash, trash, all trash, hehe
Wu Feng's behavior as a female ghost didn't last for more than a few seconds before Chen Ping interrupted her: "Let's go out and have a bowl of iced tea. Take out the remaining two chicken legs quickly so that I can taste what the food of a food-type soul master tastes like."

"Oh, here I come. What's the rush? I just completed a string of three. Can't you let me be proud for a while?"

Seeing that the two men had jumped off the fighting arena and walked away, Wu Feng also jumped down with a dissatisfied look on his face, took out two braised chicken legs, and gave one to Ning Tian and Chen Ping respectively.

On the other side, Ouyang Junyi and the other two had already climbed up. Wu Feng showed mercy to them, so they were not really injured, but they looked ashamed and angry.

They were defeated so easily, with one against three, that they didn't want to stay here for even a second and ran away at full speed.

After Wang Yan recorded the results of the competition, he looked at Chen Ping and the other two again and nodded unconsciously.

This kid, I’m afraid he doesn’t really have a chance to challenge for the championship.

Not to mention anything else, the sum of the levels of Chen Ping and the other two is as high as level 76 at this time. Looking at the entire freshman team, there are not many teams with a higher level than this.

The other young soul masters in the thirty-three groups could only watch the three of them leave with complicated expressions.

For most young soul masters, winning six out of ten games is a task that requires both challenge and luck.

Now the appearance of Chen Ping's team is undoubtedly telling them that now, they must win six of the next nine games to ensure promotion.

It’s really close to the north!

What have we ordinary soul masters done wrong? We lose the first game right after we start!
Chen Ping and the others naturally had no idea what the other young soul masters were thinking.

At this time, Chen Ping was eating the speed-increasing chicken leg which tasted no different from ordinary braised chicken leg and was extremely surprised.

No matter how you look at it or eat it, this thing is clearly a chicken leg.

But after eating it, my legs immediately felt full of strength, as if they had really turned into big chicken legs like a free-range chicken, and I could rush out a long distance in a short time.

"Well, it's increased by at least 20%, close to 30%. This increase is probably higher than the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower of the same level?"

Chen Pingkong ran back and forth and gave his evaluation, which immediately made Ning Tian's face frown slightly.

"Humph, you used to really like talking about those weird things like fixed damage and percentages, but why are you so confused when it comes to these people?"

"Even if my speed increase is only a dozen levels, it will be a solid 20% if it falls on you or a Titled Douluo. How can this chicken leg of his be of any use to a Titled Douluo?"

At this point, Ning Tian couldn't help but raise his head with some pride, snorted, but then felt a little guilty: "Well, it's a bit difficult to assist a Titled Douluo at level ten, but a soul master at level thirty or forty can still use a few skills to assist a soul master at level seventy or eighty." Chen Ping smiled slightly. How could he not know this?

He just saw that Ning Tian was not very excited about winning the game, so he was just teasing him. So he nodded quickly, indicating that Ning Tian was right.

Seeing Chen Ping admit that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower was more powerful, Ning Tian smiled happily.

The silver bell-like laughter and the short light golden hair floated in the wind and dissipated into the air.

The competition on the second day was equally easy for Chen Ping and the other two.

Again, Wu Feng's combat power is exaggerated in the entire pool of freshman teams, and there are only a few teams that can fight with her.

Of course, no matter what, Wu Feng cannot be a perpetual motion machine. There are four games on the second day, two in the morning and two in the afternoon. If Wu Feng relies on himself alone, his physical strength will definitely not be enough.

But Wu Feng’s fighting power in the first game was too strong!
There are smart people in the remaining team.

There were some teams that didn't believe it and were considering taking a chance and turning bicycles into motorcycles.

Since Chen Ping and his team are so arrogant, just send one person out. The three of them can work together to kill Wu Feng first, forming a three against two situation. Maybe they can win?
Then Ning Tian gave Wu Feng a speed boost.

Ning Tian, ​​who is at level 31, has a speed boost of 40%.

In the end, the situation on the field ended with Chen Ping's three-man team using only one well-known soul skill.

Wu Feng's speed increased by 40%, and his speed was not even slower than that of the agile attack type Soul Master.

The strongest of the three young soul masters was only at level twenty-first, but this was enough for them to think about giving it a try.

But Wu Feng's speed was beyond their ability to defend against, and he sent them all packing with just a few rounds of sudden attacks.

The more stubborn little soul master who thought that he and Wu Feng were both great soul masters and should be able to fight each other was hit on the butt by Wu Feng's dragon claw from behind, sending him flying.

If Wang Yan hadn't caught the person quickly, he would have probably fallen flat on his face.

The young soul master's eyes were almost instantly filled with tears by the solid slap, but he didn't cry out loud because he wanted to save face in front of so many people.

But all the young soul masters present saw the other party's tears welling up in his eyes and falling down.

No matter which team it was, everyone subconsciously swallowed their saliva when they saw Wu Feng being so brutal.

If they went up, Wu Feng would slap their little pearls off, and they would be eliminated. But if they advanced later, they would be laughed at by their classmates for a whole year!

Therefore, all the teams in the thirty-three districts chose the best style of play when facing the team led by Chen Ping, and started fighting!
Yes, open.

A lesson from the past, a teacher of the future.

If the fighting spirit at the beginning of the first day was not enough for them to make the most correct choice.

In addition to the first game that started today, all the young soul masters knew what to do to be the most correct thing.

(End of this chapter)