Chapter 72 Wang Dong: We will win.

Shrek outer courtyard, dormitory building.

Wang Dong was lying on the bed at this moment, and the white fur bedding under him was soft and comfortable.

He hugged the game console given by Tang Wulin tightly and rolled around on the bed without any manner at all.

The little feet in plain white socks are now constantly holding the quilt.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique Martial Soul Fusion Technique."

"Wulin and I actually have a martial soul fusion skill."

Wang Dong talked to himself, grinning foolishly.

To be honest, when he first saw Tang Wulin, he felt a blood connection.

I am an only child and have no brothers or sisters.

But Tang Wulin gave him the feeling of a younger brother. Although this younger brother was stronger, more stable and more caring than him, Wang Dong'er just had this indescribable feeling.

Moreover, he has an extreme possessiveness towards Tang Wulin.

Just like an old father facing his daughter's marriage, Wang Dong calls herself the elder sister and doesn't want to see Tang Wulin fall into the clutches of another woman.

And it just so happened that the martial soul fusion technique gave him this reason and opportunity.

He buried his head in the snow-white pillow, as if trying to hide the happiness on his face.

Just when Wang Dong was feeling complacent about his martial soul fusion technique, the dormitory door buzzed.

"I am back."

Tang Wulin, immersed in the fusion of his new soul bone, opened the door and went to his bed with an excited look on his face.

After fusing the Storm Blue Thunder left arm bone, Moon practiced with him and familiarized himself with the two soul skills that the soul bone brought him, as well as the most violent elemental attribute, Extreme Thunder.

The effect is really great!

One of his soul skills directly made up for his disadvantage of not having any other displacement soul skills except "Ghost Shadow Steps".

The other one is a lightning attack with a very large range.

The destructive power was so powerful that even Tang Wulin, who was used to seeing fixed-type soul guide rapid-fire cannons in the later generations, felt a little scared.

This is just after the fusion, and the degree of fit is not high.

Once you have fully mastered it, the power will be unimaginable.

Before leaving, Elder Mu also reminded him not to absorb any more soul bones for the time being, and to wait until the power of the storm was completely mastered before absorbing other soul bones.

Otherwise the energy in your body will run wild and the food will be ruined.

Therefore, the other soul bone that Mr. Zhuang originally wanted to give him was left unfinished and could only wait until later.

"Wulin, what are you thinking about?"

Wang Dong saw that Tang Wulin had been ignoring him since he came in, and was grinning foolishly, and asked with a pout, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Tang Wulin explained: "The academy gave me our championship reward in advance. It was fused with a lightning attribute spirit bone, which greatly improved me."

"Oh, I see." Wang Dong said.

Tang Wulin finally remembered after Wang Dong asked this.

The reward given by the academy was only two soul bones, but there were three people in their group including Xiao Xiao.

He couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

You can only see who the soul bones issued by the academy are more suitable for, and then compensate the other person later.

While thinking about things, Wang Dong had put on his shoes without knowing when, and sat down beside Tang Wulin's bed. He pinched his fair face and said, "We are the champions, don't be so sad."

Tang Wulin was startled and quickly moved away from Wang Dong.

What is Wang Dong doing?
This guy!
Wang Dong pouted, somewhat disappointed with Tang Wulin's evasion.

But he soon recovered.

He really shouldn't do this in his current position.

But is Tang Wulin a fool?

He's been so obvious about it, it's easy to see through his disguise!

According to common sense, Tang Wulin should have discovered it.

However, for reasons known to all, Tang Wulin was very sensitive to the word "gay". He should have used up all his energy to doubt Wang Dong, but he wasted all his energy on himself.

The more cute Wang Dong looked, the more he felt that it was his own problem.

Wang Dong was silent for a while, and finally showed his true colors. He said, "Wulin, what do you think our martial soul fusion skill should be called?"

"Uh, whatever. I don't think it's necessary to come up with a special name." Tang Wulin didn't want to talk about this topic and his attitude was very casual.

"伱!"

Wang Dong was extremely angry at Tang Wulin's perfunctory attitude.

But he still suppressed his temper, "Just call it Blue Silver Butterfly Dragon Transformation, my Goddess of Light Butterfly, your Golden Dragon bloodline and Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit."

Tang Wulin smiled and said jokingly, "Why not call it Clear Sky Butterfly Dragon Transformation? After all, the martial soul fusion also includes your Clear Sky Hammer."

"You knew already?"

Wang Dong was stunned when he heard the "Haotian Hammer", then his expression changed, he patted his chest confidently and said: "What do you think? I am the young master of the world's number one sect, much stronger than Ning Tianke, are you envious?
I'm telling you, stay away from Ning Tian. Those people from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect are a bunch of people who only care about their own interests. Be careful that she might backstab you in the future."

While introducing himself, Wang Dong did not forget to step on Ning Tian.

After all, this person's identity still poses a certain threat to him.

"Oh oh oh."

Tang Wulin was still perfunctory.

He tried desperately to end the topic and get Wang Dong back to his bed.

The more he looked at Wang Dong, the more he doubted his sexual orientation.

Just out of sight, out of mind.

He even had the urge to ask the teacher to change dormitories.

Wang Dong was no fool, so he certainly understood what Tang Wulin was thinking.

But he doesn't want to give up.

He stretched out his soft, white little hand and grasped Tang Wulin's hand quickly, accurately and fiercely, while pure light-attributed soul power was slowly injected into Tang Wulin's body.

Tang Wulin still wanted to dodge.

But the space on the bed was too small and there was nowhere to hide, so he could only let Wang Dong hold him.

Under Tang Wulin's shocked gaze, Wang Dong held the heels of his shoes in his hands, and his shoes flew off immediately. He sat directly on the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Wulin moved back with fear on his face, behaving more like a virgin than Wang Dong.

Wang Dong snorted and followed closely with a smile.

A pair of small hands met Tang Wulin's, and the ten fingers were tightly clasped together, injecting their own soul power into them, saying: "What are you thinking about? Of course it's cultivation! I asked a teacher in the martial spirit department, and the effect will be better if we practice together.

Why, don’t you want to become stronger?”

Tang Wulin cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts and attentively sensed the soul power cycle formed between the two of them at this moment.

He exclaimed: "The flow of soul power has really become faster!"

"Let me tell you."

Wang Dong raised his eyebrows proudly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes, "Our martial soul fusion skills are not only reflected in combat power, but also can promote the resonance of each other's soul power and accelerate the efficiency of training."

Tang Wulin nodded. Although he felt a little embarrassed about this way of training, he had to admit that Wang Dong's suggestion was indeed effective.

As the soul power circulated between them, he could feel the soul power fluctuations in his body becoming more harmonious, as if every pulse of soul power echoed with Wang Dong's soul power, forming a wonderful symbiotic state.

"It seems that we need to make better use of this advantage in the future." Tang Wulin sighed, his tone filled with both helplessness and expectation.

As he spoke, Wang Dong gently released his intertwined fingers with Tang Wulin, took a step back, and gave each other some space. He sat back on his bed with a gentle smile on his face, "Let's stop here today. You are tired too. Go to bed early. We still have a lot of training to do tomorrow."

"Ah."

Tang Wulin nodded and returned to his bed.

Silent all night.

　Oh, my roommate is so mean. When he caught a cold, everyone in the dormitory caught it too. I got caught too. I have a headache and my typing has become slower.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)