Douluo: The soul travels to Xu Yunhan and vows to marry Tang Wutong!

Chapter 302 301. Dog Licking
"Besides, if you want to go further on the path of a forger and become a Saint Craftsman or even a Divine Craftsman, you must reach a certain level of cultivation. How many Saint Craftsmen with the potential to become Divine Craftsmen died with regret because their cultivation level could not reach that of a Titled Douluo."

"We at Shrek Academy must not encourage this kind of evil trend!"

"However, the rules are the rules, and there is reason within the law. Tang Wulin's innate spirit power is slightly lower, but he can reach nearly level 30 spirit power while practicing forging. This is really rare."

"How about this? From today on, Tang Wulin and Xu Xiaoyan will serve as the first-year forging committee members. The contribution points that the academy issues to class leaders every month will be divided equally between the two of them."

"There are conditions for Tang Wulin to share the position of forging committee member with Xu Xiaoyan. He must be better than Xu Xiaoyan in forging skills. Every seven days, the forging skills of the two will be tested. At that time, all first-year forgers, even ordinary students, can go to observe. If the above conditions are not met, Tang Wulin will be directly deprived of his position as class leader."

"Everyone, do you have any other ideas?"

Thoughts? They didn't have any other thoughts. They were just curious about how much innate soul power Tang Wulin had.
"Since there are no objections, the candidates for the forging committee have been decided. Now let's start the election of the design committee members." Xu Yunhan waved his hand, signaling Xu Xiaoyan and Tang Wulin to return to the team.

Before he finished speaking, a tall and thin boy walked onto the fighting soul stage, looked at the direction of the stage, and said loudly: "Li Zixing, martial soul: ghost leopard, 41st level agility attack fighting soul sect, 5th level mecha designer, please give me your advice."

Wu Siduo slowly walked up to the platform, clasped her fists towards Li Zixing's position, and said, "Wu Siduo, martial soul: Qingluan, 41st level strong attack system battle soul sect, 5th level mecha designer, please give me your advice."

There is no doubt that Wu Siduo overwhelmed Li Zixing and won the battle easily.

Wu Siduo, Wu Qingmeng, Gu Yuena and Xu Xiaoyan, the four girls, each mastered more than ten kinds of self-created soul skills, which are not comparable to those soul masters who only have three or four soul skills.

Just like that, after a long battle, Wu Siduo, Wu Qingmeng, Gu Yuena and Xu Xiaoyan were successfully elected as the four major committee members of the first grade.

"The positions of the four major committee members have been determined. Now, it is time to elect the two vice-class monitors for the first grade."

"You must be very curious about why I put the election of the two vice-class monitors last, instead of letting two of Wu Siduo, Gu Yuena, and Xu Xiaoyan take on the positions concurrently."

Xu Yunhan pointed in the direction of the four women and said expressionlessly: "To tell you the truth, among the four of them, two are my fiancée, one is my disciple, and the other is my sister-in-law."

"Although they are excellent, I am still willing to give others a chance."

"Yang Nianxia, ​​Li Zixing, step out."

Hearing this, the two people whose names were called suddenly brightened up. They hurriedly walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Xu Yunhan.

Xu Yunhan continued, "I have seen your performance on the fighting arena just now. Although you are not as good as Qingmeng and the others, you can be considered a little genius if you are compared with others."

"I will now appoint the two of you as vice-class monitors for the first grade, and assist Qing Meng in managing the class."

"Teacher Shen, the class leaders have been elected, and the rest of the time is up to you."

After saying that, Xu Yunhan left the fighting arena without looking back.

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"Sister Yan'er, Sister Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want to change groups? Is it because I did something wrong? I will change it, isn't it okay for me to change it?"

The morning class had just ended, and the second-year students left the classroom one after another. Long Yan was about to meet Mu Xi, who had just transferred in, when Feng Jie kept chirping behind her like a parrot. Long Yan was pretty and of good status. She was quite modest to her group members and rarely lost her temper. She was just a little unapproachable. If you were not in the same group with her, it was almost impossible to approach her.

Feng Jie himself had feelings for Long Yan. After three years of getting along, their relationship was pretty good. Just when it was about to develop into a close friendship, he was told that the other party was leaving his group. How could he be willing to accept this?

Seeing that Long Yan walked out angrily without saying a word, Feng Jie became anxious and reached out to grab the other person's sleeve without caring about hierarchy.

"presumptuous!"

Long Yan stopped, turned around abruptly, raised his arm slightly, and slapped Feng Jie hard. "Feng Jie, it's my freedom to be in the same group with anyone. Who are you to be in charge of my private affairs?"

Long Yan's voice was very loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of other second-year students, especially the male students, who all looked at Feng Jie with a gloating expression.

I asked you to show off your relationship with Miss Long every day, now you're getting your retribution.

After being slapped, Feng Jie was not angry at all. He even knelt down and slapped himself hard.

"Sister Yan'er, I'll do it myself. As long as you can calm down, I'll do anything for you."

Feeling that slapping himself was not enough, Feng Jie went to the roadside, picked up a few bricks, and smashed them on his face.

Long Yan: “…”

Mu Xi: "..."

Zhuoying (Zhuoshi’s granddaughter): “…”

A group of second-year students: "..."

Could it be that Feng Jie is a masochist?

Zhuoying felt a little sorry for him, so she quickly came to Long Yan's side and whispered, "Sister Yan, why don't you tell him the truth and let him give up. This is not a solution. If he dies because of you, it won't be good if the news gets out."

Long Yan sneered, "Sister Ying, what is his status as Feng Jie, and what is our status as well? Do I need to inform him in advance who I, Long Yan, want to marry?"

Ah this
That's what I said, but that's not the problem. I always feel like you, Miss Long, are playing a trick on Feng Jie, this silly roe deer?
"Let's go, let's call Mu Xi and go to my new home to take a look around. It's considered as getting acquainted with the place, and it will be convenient for you to come and play with me in the future."

As he spoke, Long Yan took Zhuoying and Mu Xi's hands and left the scene.

Seeing that Long Yan had left, Feng Jie stopped slapping his face with a brick and quickly stood up and chased in the direction where Long Yan and the other two were going, shouting as he ran, "Sister Yan'er, wait for me, wait for me."

In this way, Long Yan, Zhuoying and Mu Xi walked in front, and Feng Jie kept a distance of one meter and followed closely behind them.

(End of this chapter)