Chapter 42: Body Martial Spirit "Fat"
If you say so, then I will reluctantly agree.
“Yes!”
Mu Jin smiled slightly: “If you have any objections, you can raise your opinions, as long as you can beat your squad leader.”
Audience The students immediately booed.
The fat student muttered: "Who can beat Boss Hanyu? This glare will make everyone speechless, and maybe even embarrassing."
The surprising thing is that next to him The glasses student also nodded in agreement. I don’t know when the two of them hooked up.
Seeing that no one in the audience objected, Mu Jin nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Since there is no objection, then it is decided."
"Everyone stand up and assemble in the Soul Fighting Area! ”
“Yes!”
All the students stood up instantly and headed towards the Soul Fighting Platform.
On the way to the Soul Fighting Area, the fat student trotted up to Han Yu. His little eyes narrowed with a smile: "Boss Han Yu, please be gentler later. Fatty, I am weak and cannot withstand your attack."
Han Yu looked at him carefully, looking at his heavy fat body, which flashed with a hint of oil under the sunlight.
"Don't worry, since you call me boss, I will definitely take good care of you and help you lose weight."
Han Yu said with a smile.
"No, Boss Hanyu, don't scare me. I only have these two ounces of fat. If I lose this fat, my strength will decline."
The fat student heard this, He said with a bitter look on his face.
“Is your martial spirit Pipixiang?” Thinking of a certain fat man, Han Yu asked curiously.
"What a skin elephant, my martial spirit is far worse than that. My martial spirit is my fat body." The fat man continued to die without surprising.
Hearing this, Han Yu was slightly startled, and then said: "The original martial spirit?"
The fat man looked confused, obviously he didn't know much about the original martial soul that Han Yu mentioned.
I couldn't help but said: "Boss Han Yu, what is the original martial spirit?"
"You don't know?" Han Yu looked surprised.
“I don’t know. My family comes from a relatively remote city in the Tianhun Empire. I have some connections with the local city lord. I spent a lot of money to get a letter of recommendation and was admitted to Shrek Academy. "
When the fat man said this, he obviously had some inferiority complex. He usually couldn't tell it, but he hid it very well.
Han Yu led him to a remote corner. Mu Jin on the side didn't say anything when he saw it, and led the students to continue towards the soul fighting area.
Han Yu whispered, "The original martial soul is a certain part of the human body. Generally speaking, the more important it is to the human body, the higher the strength of the martial soul. The top one is comparable to a super martial soul."
“For example, my Sharingan is the main martial soul, and its part is the eye. Do you understand?”
After Han Yu explained, the fat student finally understood, and he was dumbfounded. head.
Looking at his look, Han Yu understood that Fatty obviously didn't understand what he meant.
"Your martial spirit is not bad, on the contrary, it may be very strong, at least no less than the Pipi Xiang I just mentioned."
"Ah? Boss Hanyu, aren't you saying that the original martial spirit is more powerful to human body parts?" Is it important to be stronger?”
“My martial spirit is just fat, and I won’t die if I lose a piece of flesh. I really don’t see what makes me stronger.”
“My martial soul is just fat. It’s true that you won’t die, but what if everything is gone? Will you die?”
Han Yu smiled slightly. The fat man understood instantly, and then said with some excitement: "Boss, do you think my martial spirit is top-notch?"
“It’s not considered top-level, it might be a little bit worse, but if it’s developed well, it will be no less than a top-level martial spirit. You can show me your soul skills later.”
Han Yu made some estimates and found out whether Fatty’s body martial spirit is strong or not, but it’s disgusting anyway.
I have a general idea in mind, and I plan to take a look at the soul skills later.
The fat man looked excited, his fat trembled when he smiled, and he completely covered his eyes: "No wonder you are so strong, boss. It turns out that Wuhun is the top body Wuhun. By the way, boss, my surname is Yuan, and my first name is Gungun. , I am eleven years old. Just call me Gungun.”
Hearing this, Han Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at it carefully again. I couldn't tell at all that you are only eleven years old, younger than me. Then he nodded in agreement: "It's a good name. You really live up to your name."
“Let’s go, get out, get out.”
Han Yu greeted somewhat awkwardly, and then walked towards the soul fighting area.
Gungun quickly followed up with small steps.
The Fighting Soul Area is located in the northwest corner of the Wuhun Department, not far from the ninth class of freshmen.
Soon Han Yu and Yuan Gungun caught up with the large army and came to the soul fighting area.
Mu Jindang stepped onto the ring first and said: "In this practical training session, I will be the referee and Han Yu will be the ringleader. Whoever can defeat him will be given a Xuanshui Pill by the teacher. ”
Wow!
Xuan Shui Dan!
As soon as Mu Jin said this, most of the students' eyes were filled with shock. Those students who had never heard of Xuanshui Dan asked the students who knew about it.
"Ahem!"
The student with glasses coughed lightly, attracting most of the attention. He cleared his throat and said: "Xuan Shui Dan is said to be hard to find. Taking one can improve the soul." The master's innate deficiency is made by a certain sect using dozens of precious herbs and the essence and blood of soul beasts."
"It is very precious. In theory, after taking it, it can increase the level of innate soul. Of course, the higher the innate soul power, the worse the effect will be. It is more suitable for people with lower innate soul power."
Han Yu couldn't help but secretly praise Hibiscus's face when he saw the pain in his face. .
Then he asked in a low voice: "Gungun, what is your innate soul power level?"
Yuan Gungun seemed a little embarrassed, and said with relief: "I am only at level seven, and because I am usually busy eating and drinking, my soul power is only level 25 now."
Innate level seven, soul power two At level fifteen, Han Yu glanced at Yuan Gungun in surprise.
This talent is very strong. He can practice to level 25 even if he is busy eating and drinking. It seems that he should work hard normally.
"Although I know that your strength depends entirely on fat, you still need to make time to practice your soul power. After all, the higher your soul power, the stronger your strength will be."
Hanyudiao He nodded, and then he couldn't help but remind him.
Yuan Gungun nodded, seeming a little distressed: "I also want to practice hard, but my own cultivation speed is very slow, and I can't eat as fast as I eat."
"Huh?"
Han Yu was stunned. What did he hear? Eating food increases soul power?
“You said that your soul power increases when you eat?”
“Yes, boss, my family was relatively wealthy originally, but with the awakening of my martial soul, and the I gave the city lord a large amount of money, and now my family is almost bankrupt.”
"I have been very restrained in the academy now, otherwise my soul power would have been even higher." Yuan Gungun said cautiously.
It seems that he is afraid that others will say that he is a loser. After all, it is impossible for ordinary people to bankrupt a wealthy family.
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(End of this chapter)