Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 23 Training Begins

"Phew, I didn't expect to be beaten up to one level!" A handsome little boy sighed in a simple cabin, because he was beaten up by a master of the peak soul king yesterday, and his mood improved. Many, after one night of practice, the soul power has naturally reached level nineteen, and it took a lot of time to recover from the injury on the face.

The red-haired fat man outside the door pushed the door in, and said with a smile: "Brother Ao, you are looking for me!"

Oscar didn't close the door at all, nodded and said: "Yes, fat man, come and fight with me every day in the future, otherwise you are evil fire!"

Oscar had an expression that you understand, Ma Hongjun shuddered, thought to himself, you are insidious enough, am I the one who is afraid of threats, and then said with a smile: "Yes! Brother Ao ordered, don't dare to disobey."

"Also, you can't be absent from work without reason every day, otherwise, it's okay to let the evil fire go on for a few days, right!" Oscar said indifferently. Tema is rising every day, every day the comfortable bastard wants to lure him to blow himself up.

"Brother Ao, are you sure?" Ma Hongjun replied, wondering if he had a tendency to self-torture, why did he beat him up every day? Most people would think that the outcome of an attack-type battle against a food-type auxiliary soul master would be clear. Isn't it from the food department?

Looking at Ma Hongjun's wretched smile, he laughed too. It's not certain who beats who, even if you hit you with a sausage, the headmaster can't even recognize you.

Then, the first round began.

"Brother Ao, pay attention, the first soul skill, Phoenix Firewire!" Ma Hongjun smiled triumphantly, a red light shot out.

Shaking his head, he didn't even need to use Xuanming's flash, Xuanming's body skills directly dodged the strong fire attack, kicked the fat man's chubby ass, and said indifferently: "You are a stupid pig Now, do you still have to tell others about the attack?"

"Come again!" Ma Hongjun got up, patted the dirt and said, much more seriously than before.

After a while, a disgraced fat man sat on the ground depressed, and said mournfully, "Brother Ao, are you really sure that you are a food-type soul master and not an agility-type soul master?"

"Uh! It seems that I am indeed a food-type soul master. Come on, I had a great time playing just now. I will go to Nini's place and ask her to make you delicious food later, so as to reward your little heart!" Oscar laughed. The disadvantages are laziness and gluttony. Nini has to go to Oscar every time to cook more delicious food. He is also greedy.

"Really?" Yichang cried and said joyfully, Oscar kicked him every time, every time he kicked his ass, but it didn't seem like a big deal to be kicked if he had something to eat.

Just as the fat man left, Flender, who made Oscar depressed, appeared, and said to him faintly, "Little Ao, did you enjoy kicking?"

"Uh! It's so-so, Dean, you really are, you know he is so lazy and you still want me to fight with him!" Oscar said speechlessly, don't you still want to kick me to avenge your disciple, but you asked me to help him? He trained it.

"I don't know how you learned this weird soul skill!" After Oscar left, Flender secretly said, there is no name for body skill in Douluo Dalu, just like when Tang San came to sign up, Li Yusong asked if he learned it What kind of soul skill is the same.

Soul power is nineteenth level, and I kicked that fat man again, I feel much better, but my face still hurts, and I have been using Xuanming spiritual energy all night to recover.

"Hey, Teacher Zhao, you're eating too!" Oscar went to the cafeteria. Although the food was mediocre, it could still fill his stomach. He also told Ma Hongjun that he would go to Nini's in the afternoon.

"Oh, so it's Xiao Ao!" A rugged middle-aged man sitting in a corner said, with a strong voice, and he was the teacher Flender was looking for, one of the soul saints.

"There is no pressure to train with Fatty. Mr. Zhao's martial spirit is of strength and defense type. He has trained his body skills well, and his spirit power should be better improved under pressure!" Oscar thought while eating. Training new methods, going out and wandering again, how many girls will be let down in the future, anyway, this is what Oscar thinks.

Zao Wou-ki, who was concentrating on eating at the side, didn't know that he was being missed by a one-ring soul master, and the scene that was staged later made him feel happy, tsk!

(End of this chapter)