Douluo Soul Bone Youth

"Stupid boy, what do you think?" Flender looked at Li Mang, who looked like a wealthy fan, and felt like looking in the mirror. He seemed to be in the same way when he dreamed. Could it be that this is the fate of master and apprentice.

"Don’t think too much about it. It’s impossible to sell soul bones too much. If you really do that, even if your teacher, I am a Level 99 Peak Douluo, Shrek Academy will be destroyed. The rest, and more importantly, you have to practice, silly boy." Flender was very calm.

"That's true, but we can equip the spirit bones of our school teachers." Li Mang agreed with Flanders. After all, if spirit bones can also be produced in batches, they will definitely be snatched or destroyed.

"We think so too. The other is that your spirit bones should not be absorbed casually. Six conventional spirit bones, at least ten thousand years, or even higher, you can also absorb them if you have a suitable external spirit bone. I will find a friend to buy a more complete or incomplete soul beast corpse, and give you an experiment, so that you can determine the conditions of use of your ability. By the way. Every time you use this ability, how do you feel?" Flander I have been thinking about it for a long time, and talked about his plan to Li Mang.

"Every time I touch the soul beast, I feel a dizzy feeling. I feel that the corpse is calling me, and then I lose most of the ability to control the body, and then I will touch the soul beast body by instinct, and finally I His mental energy will be drained, and then fainted." Li Mang sorted out the need to tell Flanders that urgent feeling.

"Wait, you said mental power? Your supernatural power is related to spiritual power?" Flander grasped the key point in Li Mang's words.

"Yeah, my head will be very empty at that moment, and then I don't know anything." Li Mang also calmed down from his soul bone's surprise.

"So, by improving your mental power, you can control this ability and get rid of the influence of the coma?" Flender squeezed his chin while sitting on the bed.

As the most mysterious spiritual power, no one has been able to master this power since ancient times, unless some special martial arts can only use spiritual power to launch attacks.

I don't even have skills to use, so how can I improve it?Flander's brows wrinkled tightly.

"By the way, there is really a way, but this method is a bit stupid. It is the old man Lu's chessboard. You can enter the chessboard. This should help your mental power." Flender suddenly remembered Lu Qibin's Xingluo chessboard. There is a slight attack attribute biased towards mental power.

Just do it, Flander picked up Li Mang's collar, rushed out of the bedroom, and flew towards the classroom where Lu Qibin was in class.It happened to be Lu Qibin's mainland history class.

Flender opened the door, and the four Qin Ming looked at Flender who was carrying Li Mang in their hands.

"Old Lu, let the four of them practice against Zao Wou-Ki, you come with me, there is something to do." Flender turned and left as soon as he wanted to, he was not used to Li Mang who looked unlovable.

"I heard what the dean said, everyone has it, go to Zao Wou-ki."

"Yes, teacher." The four Qin Ming seem to have become accustomed to the occupation of the history class. In Douluo Continent, the occupation of the history class is similar to that of the physical education teacher.

"Dean, what's the matter? Is there anything wrong with Xiao Mang?" Lu Qibin is a very energetic little old man with a spirit power of 62 and a Wuhun Xingluo chessboard.

"We just studied it. Every time Xiao Mang uses this ability, he consumes mental energy." Flender took Lu Qibin to the office and threw Li Mang on a chair.

"The dean, do you want to train Xiao Mang's mental strength through my Star Luo chessboard?" Lu Qibin guessed Flanders' thoughts.

"Yes, only your martial spirit among the five of us can involve mental power."

"Okay, you can try, Xiao Mang, come and put your hand on the board." Lu Qibin summoned Wuhun, and then motioned Li Mang to put his hand on the board.

Li Mang curled his mouth and heard the noise of Flender's finger joints. He obediently placed his hands on the board.

"Close your eyes and relax." Lu Qibin's voice sounded in Li Mang's ear.

"Wake up!" Soon a gentle voice rang in Li Mang's ear.

Li Mang opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a white space, with nothing around him, empty.

"What are you looking at? This is the chessboard space." Lu Qibin did not know when he appeared in front of Li Mang, kneeling down in front of a Go chessboard.

"Come on, use mental power to control the chess pieces to fly." Lu Qibin said to Li Mang.

"Teacher, shouldn't it be chess? Isn't it all said in the story?" Li Mang scratched his head, as if the script was wrong.

"Xiao Mang, do you want me to abuse you when you are so young?" Lu Qibin looked at Li Mang with a smirk.

"But speaking of Xiaomang, do you know how to play Go?" Lu Qibin raised his right hand, and a chess piece flew out of the chess box and landed on Tianyuan.

"No, no!" Li Mang suddenly remembered that Lu Qibin's martial arts are all on a chessboard. Isn't it looking for abuse when playing chess with him?

"Here is the chessboard space. You can use mental power to do things that the outside world cannot do. In the outside world, mental power seems to be restricted by certain rules and cannot exert powerful power..." Lu Qibin's chess box flew out again. A pile of white chess pieces surrounded him.

"Xiao Mang, you come and try." Lu Qibin motioned to Li Mang to try to pick up the black chess piece without his hands.

Li Mang carefully observed the way Lu Qibin made the chess pieces fly, and he tried his best to imitate Lu Qibin's feeling.

It took a full hour for Li Mang to find that feeling. His mental power grabbed a chess piece and wanted to pull the chess piece to fly, but for Li Mang the chess piece was too heavy, so Li Mang couldn’t make it. Flew out, just lifted up.

With a "ding", the chess piece fell back into the chess box before it was out of the chess box, making a crisp sound.

"Xiao Mang, very talented." Lu Qibin looked at Li Mang with a smile.

Then Li Mang's view changed and he returned to Flanders' office again.

"Xiao Mang's talent is great, he can learn to use his mental power in the mental space in less than an hour." Lu Qibin smiled and praised Li Mang.

"The effect is good, so, Xiaomang, the training plan I made for you, physical training in the morning, chemical class in the afternoon, and mental power with Lu Qibin in the evening." To Li Mang.

"Teacher, isn't this a bit too heavy?" Li Mang looked at the study plan, his cheeks twitching.

"Oh, yes, you have to run with a heavy load in the morning physical training." Flender smiled.

"Teacher, I'm just a kid" Li Mang felt that his life was gloomy.

Chapter 10 Master, I'm Sorry

Suffering Li Mang began an intense training life. When the sun came out in the morning, Li Mang was called by Qin Ming. They went to run laps. Li Mang went to practice drawing swords. After 2,000 times of drawing swords, he had not come yet. Li Mang, who was wiping his sweat, was hit by Li Yusong with a stick on his ass, and Li Mang joined the lap team again.

In the afternoon, there was a theory class. Lu Qibin's history class was not occupied by other teachers this time, so smoothly it was time for dinner.

After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to cultivate their spirit power. Because Li Mang's soul bone evoked the passion of the teachers, these teachers would do their best to practice when they were not in class.

And Li Mang was taken to Lu Qibin's bedroom by Lu Qibin. The two of them conducted mental training. In fact, only Li Mang held a chess piece in the board space.Lu Qibin practiced soul power in the chessboard space.

At night, as soon as Li Mang turned into the bed and was about to fall asleep, Flender's old face stuck out and stared at him.

"What are you doing? I will be exhausted after a day of tossing! Is there any human rights left?" Li Mang was dissatisfied with his head in the quilt.

"Get up and practice spirit power, otherwise, hehe." Flender didn't know when he put a wooden stick with a thick wrist behind the bedroom door.After Flander knocked the stick in his hand twice, Li Mang decisively got out of the bed, and then cultivated his spirit power, and then Flander also practiced cross-legged.

Two weeks of such a stressful life passed. In the morning, Flander flew back from a distance and landed in the middle of the training ground, holding Li Mang who was about to practice sword drawing skills.

"Xiao Mang, take a rest today and check the results of your recent cultivation." Flender smiled and took out the corpse of an adult-sized khaki ape from the soul guide.

This ape is a 30,000-year-old puppet ape, but the body of this ape has nothing to do with puppets. Instead, it makes puppets. Each puppet ape can control ten puppets, and the making of puppets The material is the corpses of other spirit beasts. The puppet ape manipulates these puppets through mental power, so Flanders thought that this ape might have a spirit bone, so he bought it.

"Zao Wou-Ki, today’s physical training is cancelled, take the children back to practice spirit power, and then come back quickly." Flender grabbed Li Mang, who was slowly approaching the corpse of the soul beast, and waved to Zao Wou-ki to take Qin Ming and the others back. Cultivating soul power.

"This kid is not young." Flender grabbed Li Mang by the collar and picked him up, Li Mang's two calves and two small hands were still fluttering in the air.

Flander kept Li Mang close to the ape's head.

As soon as Li Mang's hand touched the puppet ape's head, Li Mang fainted again, this time only holding on for a second.

"Old Lu, our training didn't have much effect." Flender looked at Li Mang, who was in a mess in his hands in surprise, and sent him back to the bedroom.

"Old rules, your limbs, my torso and head." Flender took out the knife, separated the limbs, and handed it to the four teachers.