Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 39: Classmate Yoona, you don’t want others to know what happened today, right?

After hearing this, Mo Yuan almost understood what was going on. As the source of the dragon clan, the Black King Nidhoggr was a powerful figure standing at the top even in the Douluo Continent.

His blood is not only an incurable poison to any species, but also a peerless treasure that contains the key to the evolution of life.

This point has been described more than once in the original novel of Dragon Clan.

Then Mo Yuan, who has the blood of the Black King flowing in his body, will undoubtedly attract them.

Mo Yuan guessed that the proportion and purity of his dragon blood was not high enough, so he could not attract any living creatures without exposing his blood to the outside world.

The reason why he could attract Nammen Yoona might be because Nammen Yoona had a beast spirit, which made her more sensitive than Han Ruoruo who had a weapon spirit.

The second reason is that the two people had skin contact, and these two points combined to cause Nammun Yoona's reaction.

After thinking carefully, Mo Yuan was sure that he had never had skin contact with anyone except Han Ruoruo, Ning Tian, ​​Ma Xiaotao, Bai Yi and Nanmen Yuner.

Note that it was skin, not limbs. He and Xu Sanshi were in contact through clothes.

Among these four people, only Ma Xiaotao and Nanmen Yuner have beast martial spirits. After recalling, Mo Yuan can be sure that except for the skin contact between the two after Ma Xiaotao fell into a coma, they were always separated by clothes when they were awake.

On the other side, just as Mo Yuan was pondering and confirming his guess, Nammen Yoona also came back to her senses from her intoxicated state.

She first looked at Mo Yuan shyly, and when she saw that Mo Yuan didn't pay attention to her, she felt relieved but also a little disappointed.

She actually had a good impression of Mo Yuan for a long time, and when Mu Jin assigned her to the same team as Mo Yuan, she was extremely happy.

And what happened just now made Mo Yuan look mysterious in her eyes. As the saying goes, distance creates beauty, and mystery and the unknown are the most attractive.

And the attraction of the Black King's blood to creatures is not that simple. Under the irresistible temptation of the leap of life level,

The desire deep in the soul and even the martial spirit is enough to make people feel like they have been sucked in, and they want to feel it again uncontrollably.

If it wasn't for the fact that Nanmen Yuner had only just come into contact with Mo Yuan, and that feeling hadn't been etched deep into her mind, she would have probably already pounced on him, and then...

As she thought about it, Nammen Yoona revealed a seductive look of intoxication, staring at Mo Yuan's right hand hanging at his side with a dazed look in her eyes.

If you could touch me again... just once...

It just so happened that Mo Yuan's guess was almost complete at this time. As soon as he came to his senses, he saw Nammen Yoona become like this again. The corner of his eyes could not help but twitch slightly, and the murderous intent in his heart immediately dissipated.

Perhaps instead of worrying about Nammoon Yoona leaking the secret, he should worry more about whether Nammoon Yoona would do something outrageous to him one day.

"Ahem, classmate Yuner, I've made some guesses about what you're talking about. I suspect there's something wrong with our martial spirits, but it shouldn't be a bad thing.
I'll think about it and let you know when I have a result. As for today's incident, classmate Yuner, you don't want others to know about your embarrassing situation today, right?"

Mo Yuan's words, which were full of the flavor of the island country, made Nanmen Yuner stunned. Then she thought of her own inappropriate behavior just now, and a shy blush appeared on her face again.

"Don't worry, squad leader, I won't tell anyone."

Tsk...why does it sound so weird? I feel like I've heard it somewhere before...

Mo Yuan shook his head to clear all the yellow garbage in his mind, then stood up and walked out of the classroom, saying,
"Let's go, Yuner. Let's go to the fighting spirit area to get to know each other and formulate strategies. Although, as Bai Yi said, winning the championship is a foregone conclusion with our strength, everyone's performance in the freshman assessment also plays a big role." Mo Yuan turned his head to look at Nanmen Yuner, who was also looking at him with tenderness in her eyes. After a pause, he continued,

"Even if I can single-handedly defeat all teams, it would be too unfriendly to you and Bai Yi. The meaning of a team's existence lies in everyone being able to show their best side."

Nanmen Yuner was slightly stunned when he heard this. He thought that with Mo Yuan's strength, he would proudly defeat all the teams and win the championship alone.
She and Bai Yi were just pendants for Mo Yuan to be able to participate in the competition.

But now, Nammen Yoona discovered that this powerful and somewhat sharp-tongued squad leader did not seem to be so high and mighty that he could not be touched.

Nanmen Yuner smiled and followed Mo Yuan with brisk steps, saying,

"Okay, I'll listen to the captain..."

……

The next morning, as the sun rose, the day of freshman assessment finally arrived, accompanied by the excitement of the freshmen in white school uniforms.

The assessment area for freshman assessment is located in the northern part of the Martial Spirit Department of Shrek Academy, adjacent to the Fighting Spirit Area.

Compared with the fighting spirit area, the assessment area used for the assessment of thousands of people is undoubtedly much larger. Looking from the air, its area is about the size of four fighting spirit areas.

For the students of Shrek Academy's outer courtyard, the assessment area is a stage for countless outstanding students to show themselves, and it is also the starting point for them to make a name for themselves on the continent. However, correspondingly, it is also a nightmare for students with lower cultivation.

Every year, a large number of students are eliminated because they cannot pass the assessment, leaving behind tears of hardship and sadness.

The assessment area is oval in shape. It is not a completely enclosed stadium like the fighting spirit area, but an open space.

The outside is surrounded by a circle of high walls, and the inside is divided into areas by partitions. These partitions can be disassembled and assembled at any time to adjust the size of the venue according to the situation.

At this time, this place has been divided into more than fifty areas. Even though the assessment area covers a large area, it seems a bit small compared to the fighting arena.

But it doesn't matter. For first-year students whose realm is generally at the level of a great soul master, this amount of space is more than enough.

As soon as the sun rose today, Mo Yuan, Bai Yi and Nanmen Yuner gathered here to check the grouping situation.

There were nearly a thousand students in the entire grade. Excluding those expelled by Zhou Yi and a very small number of students who joined the Soul Guidance Department, there were more than nine hundred students left, divided into three hundred and nineteen groups. In the end, only one hundred and fifty groups, or four hundred and fifty people, were left to continue their studies.

Mo Yuan and his team were assigned to venue No. 19. According to the rules, they needed to play ten matches in this venue today and tomorrow, and then they would be regrouped.

When Mo Yuan and the other two arrived at venue No. 19, the other six groups of students assigned there had all arrived. Some of the students were nervous, while others were eager to try.

But when they heard the noise and turned around to look at Mo Yuan and the others, when they saw Mo Yuan's face, all of them showed expressions of despair without exception.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Three months ago, after Mo Yuan showed his strength in front of all the students in Class 9,

"The monitor of Class Nine is an eleven-year-old Soul Master, a monster with a ten-thousand-year soul ring." This news spread throughout the outer courtyard at an extremely fast speed.

Unlike the senior students who were amazed at Mo Yuan's terrifying talent, the students in other freshman classes were also secretly praying that they would never run into Mo Yuan in the freshman assessment.

(End of this chapter)