Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Is Wang Po praising her own melons while selling them?

Lu Mingfei was speechless, but what concerned him more was the master's last words.

He's probably just a high school student. If I understand his reading comprehension correctly, does the master mean he's using Tang San's spirit ring to prove his theory?

What kind of beast is this?!

Lu Mingfei screamed inwardly.

He wasn't feeling sorry for Tang San, of course; he was screaming that this beast had actually set its sights on him!

"If you're willing to accept my guidance like Xiao San did, I guarantee you'll receive the best training for your Eye Martial Soul. You won't have to worry about hunting for Soul Rings in the future either. I can guarantee I'll help you solve the problem of at least the first five Soul Rings." The master said with a serious face, offering to solve the problem of five Soul Rings right off the bat, showing his immense wealth and generosity.

If it were a kid in school, they would probably have kowtowed and knelt down to be his godfather upon hearing these terms.

But Lu Mingfei is no child. Let alone solving five, he wouldn't agree to solve ten. Whoever wants to be a guinea pig can go find him.

"But Master, didn't you already take Xiao San as your disciple? I don't think Xiao San likes me. In order not to ruin your master-disciple relationship, I'd better not interfere." Lu Mingfei racked his brains to politely decline. The fact that the master could say he would give away soul rings meant that he had a Soul Saint behind him, which was really not someone he could afford to offend!

Upon hearing this, the master revealed a smile more terrifying than a vampire's: "It's alright. I've already mentioned it to Xiao San, and he has no objections. In fact, I believe that if two equally matched individuals encourage each other, both will find it easier to climb to the top."

Evenly matched my foot! It's clearly a trap!

Without even thinking about it,

If he agrees, he will most likely become a supply depot blocking the way in StarCraft, his only purpose being to buy time for the units behind him to deal damage.

At that time, he might not only be used as a guinea pig by the master, but also become a stepping stone or even a stepping stone for Tang San.

No, absolutely not!

Calm down! Lu Mingfei! Calm down! Think about it carefully!

"Enough, Master!" Lu Mingfei shouted suddenly.

"I originally thought you were a hero who endured scorn but still stuck to your principles. Tang San became your disciple and treated you like a father, and you didn't disappoint him, helping him prove the value of his useless martial soul." Lu Mingfei turned his back to Grandmaster, his tone suddenly changing to one of utter disappointment. "But I didn't expect that you would change so much in just a few days."

"Tang San is still bringing you food every day and serving you, but now you're going to betray his feelings for you in the blink of an eye. His respect for you shouldn't be a reason for you to treat him badly!"

A gust of wind blew in from the library entrance, extinguishing the candlelight in front of him, and the master's expression shifted between light and shadow.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Master. Tang San is probably disappointed in you too."

After speaking, Lu Mingfei turned and walked out of the library without looking back, leaving the master staring into the darkness, questioning the meaning of life.

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vomit!

"Help! Chen Wenwen, I'm filthy, how could you say such disgusting things?"

Lu Mingfei swore that even when he found half a worm in an apple while eating it on Christmas Eve last year, he had never felt this disgusted, as if his soul and body had been defiled.

He regretted it as soon as he left the library. Such disgusting words could easily rank among the top three darkest moments in his seventeen years of life, second only to playing with his cousin's feelings by using a fake account called "Sunset".

He made such a huge sacrifice in order to get through customs, to go home, and to see Chen Wenwen again!

"Are you alright?" Wang Sheng stood to the side, somewhat worried. Lu Mingfei had run to the toilet and kept vomiting as soon as he got back, and Wang Sheng thought he was sick. "Should I take you to the medical room to see the teacher?"

As the oldest member of the dormitory, he has been the one to take care of any unexpected members over the years.

"No need, thank you. I'll be fine after I've vomited everything out." Lu Mingfei shook his head, rinsed his mouth with water, and staggered back to his dormitory.

Several students gathered around to check on him, and even Xiao Wu brought out some pastries she had bought that afternoon to help him eat.

Actually, this was all just his psychological reaction. He would feel much better after resting for a while. However, just thinking about the scene from tonight still made Lu Mingfei feel a little nauseous. Clearly, enhanced memory is not all a good thing.

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the next day.

Lu Mingfei didn't get up early to train; instead, he stayed in bed a little longer with the others before heading to the cafeteria. Tang San also came down from the rooftop to join them.

When Lu Mingfei fell asleep last night, Tang San hadn't returned to the dormitory yet, but he noticed that Tang San seemed to be in a very good mood today, almost flying on tiptoe.

Who knows what the master said to him after he went back last night?

Given his heartfelt words yesterday, the master will surely not be targeting him again anytime soon.

However, the master also reminded him that he really needed to resolve the issue of his spirit rings as soon as possible.

These past few days, with so many people and eyes around at the academy, he hasn't dared to fully reveal his suppressed power. He needs to thoroughly understand his own strength in order to develop the most suitable strategy.

The master was right about one thing: even if he had a hard time finding a suitable soul ring during the academy's intensive soul hunting event a few months later.

Even Xiao Chenyu, the son of a city lord, only has a white ten-year soul ring. It would be strange if he were to hunt for a hundred-year soul ring.

Just as Lu Mingfei was drinking porridge and contemplating important matters of life, the school's clock tower suddenly rang loudly.

"It's an emergency assembly." As an elder, Wang Sheng knew the academy's rules.

"What happened?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"I don't know." Wang Sheng shook his head. "I've been here for six years, and the academy has only held one emergency assembly. That time, someone in the academy was having a private soul-fighting match, and someone died."

When everyone arrived at the playground, Director Su announced the school's emergency order.

"The Spirit Hall of Fasno Province has been attacked by thugs, resulting in the deaths of many Spirit Masters and civilians. For safety reasons, we will be suspending classes for a week, and all students will be prohibited from leaving the school for the next month until the alert is completely lifted."