Gourd of Douluo

After separating from Oscar, Wang Xiaofeng found a quiet place and flipped through the book that Flanders had just given him.

The book introduces in detail which veins the soul power passes through to increase the soul power faster. Wang Xiaofeng tried it and found that it can increase the cultivation speed by at least 30%. After becoming familiar with the operation route, it may be even higher.

This is simply a copycat version of martial arts secrets. If you can continue to study it, you might be able to develop a meditation method that can be practiced by people without soul power.

Wang Xiaofeng flipped through the pages, and the following contents were all about the research on martial arts.

"Wow, this Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex is really buggy. It doesn't make sense to transform into a dragon..."

"The Clear Sky Hammer is so awesome. It increases in weight as the soul power increases..."

"The person who wrote this book must be a big shot, with at least enough connections. He can't be an elder from Wuhun Palace."

After flipping through the book, a word suddenly caught Wang Xiaofeng's attention.

"Research and analysis on the training environment of Wuhun Mimicry? What is this? Why does it look like an academic paper." Wang Xiaofeng looked at it carefully and found that it turned out to be a method to assist training.

It is written in the book that the so-called mimicry training requires the soul master to cultivate his own martial soul in the environment that is most suitable for him. Although it cannot be said to be twice the result with half the effort, it can play a very good supporting role.

"The plant-type martial soul is mainly the forest, the food-type martial soul is the kitchen, but the animal martial soul is full of strange things and has no fixed environment."

Wang Xiaofeng touched his chin. His martial spirit was considered to be of the plant type, so he could DIY a forest mimicry training ground.

Just as he said, Wang Xiaofeng borrowed several hoes from the villagers and asked about it. It was not a noble's territory and it was a place with many trees.

"Aren't you asking about the place where we usually cut trees? If you walk more than ten kilometers east of the village, you can see a forest. That's it."

Wang Xiaofeng gave the villagers two silver soul coins as a thank you, and then set off to the place the villagers said.

An hour later, Wang Xiaofeng saw the forest that the villagers said.

The forest in front of us is indeed not too big, and the trees growing there are not more than 10 meters tall. But this is in line with Wang Xiaofeng's wishes. It is impossible to drag back a tree that is too tall and too large, and there is not such a big place to plant it.

Half an hour later, Wang Xiaofeng successfully broke three hoes and dug out a big tree.

"This tree looks like it weighs at least half a ton. If you want to drag it back, you can only rely on martial arts."

Wang Xiaofeng could only summon martial souls. The two soul rings on his body flashed, and the absorption and amplification were instantly increased to the maximum.

"let's go!"

Wang Xiaofeng struggled to pull the big tree and slowly dragged the big tree back.

Along the way, Wang Xiaofeng met familiar villagers from time to time. He dragged the big tree and joked a few words, occasionally stopping to restore his soul power.

In this way, before the sun set, Wang Xiaofeng finally dragged the big tree to the door of the dormitory.

"Phew! I'm exhausted." Wang Xiaofeng wiped his sweat.

"Xiao Feng, what are you..." Oscar, who had just finished practicing, heard a noise coming from the door. When he saw it, he saw a big tree at the door, and Wang Xiaofeng, who was covered in dust.

Wang Xiaofeng then explained to Oscar the mimicry training ground mentioned in the book, saying that he wanted to try to get one and there would be no loss if he failed.

"By the way, do you want to go watch Boss Dai and the others have class together?" Oscar asked as he looked at the darkening sky.

Wang Xiaofeng was shocked. He had really forgotten about it. He walked into the dormitory quickly and shouted hurriedly: "I'll wash my face first and I'll be back soon."

Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar came to the playground and saw Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun lying on the ground tiredly, and Zhao Wuji standing in front of them with a smile on his face.

Wang Xiaofeng said secretly: "This should be the punishment for being late in the morning."

Oscar nodded with deep understanding.

"You're here." A pair of big hands patted their shoulders.

"Oh my god!" Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar were startled. I turned around and saw that it was Dean Flanders.

Wang Xiaofeng patted his chest and said, "Dean, if you scare us both to death, you won't be able to earn interest money."

Flanders didn't answer, but pointed at the two corpses lying on the ground and said, "Don't be late next time, or go with them."

"Hmph, you know how to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys." Wang Xiaofeng despised Flanders in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be scared and nodded. I was so frightened even if I didn’t see Oscar.

"Okay, Oscar, give them both a sausage, otherwise they won't be able to attend class tonight."

"I'm following..." Oscar pinched his orchid fingers, his first soul ring shined, and he summoned two sausages.

Wang Xiaofeng said that no matter how many times he watches it, he still can't stand Oscar's disgusting and voluptuous posture.

Oscar held two sausages. Under the terrified expressions of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, he pried open their mouths and stuffed the sausages in his hands.

Wang Xiaofeng watched the two men regain their mobility after a while, ran to the side and retched, and calmly asked Oscar to get a few more sausages out.

There is no way, Wang Xiaofeng accidentally missed dinner, and now only sausages can be eaten.

Then Wang Xiaofeng ate more than a dozen sausages under the admiring gazes of the two people.

To be honest, if Oscar didn't show his obscene gesture to summon the martial soul, it would not be a big deal if the sausage was paired with the soul curse.

Flanders glanced at the sky and felt that it was almost done. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go, follow me."

After saying that, he tapped his toes and jumped out lightly, heading towards the outside of the academy. Everyone hurriedly followed.

Soon, Wang Xiaofeng discovered that Flanders' destination was Soto City.

The five people arrived at Soto City smoothly. Although it was already dark, Soto City seemed to have just woken up and was even more lively than during the day.

All the shops on both sides of the street are brightly lit, and some small vendors who only come out to operate at night have also found their most accustomed places to sell some snacks or small items.

"Today, our destination is there." Following the direction of Flender's finger, Wang Xiaofeng saw a large tall building not far from the street.

"Dean, what is there?" Wang Xiaofeng asked strangely.

"That's the Great Soul Fighting Arena, where soul masters fight." Flanders smiled casually, "Tonight's class will be held there."

"At the same level, apart from soul bones, what affects the outcome is actual combat experience. Therefore, your first lesson is actual combat. And that place is your classroom."

While walking towards the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena, Flanders briefly told Wang Xiaofeng and the others some of the remaining conditions in the Soul Fighting Arena.

"A soul master of any level will get a badge after winning the first victory. After that, every time he wins a victory, he will get a certain amount of points. When the points reach a certain level, the level of the badge will increase. The level of the badge is the lowest. The first is the iron badge, which is the iron fighting spirit, and the order from top to bottom is copper, silver, gold, purple gold, sapphire, ruby, and diamond. There are eight levels in total."

"Isn't this black iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, master, and king?" Wang Xiaofeng muttered in his heart.

"Then if you win the match in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, you won't be assassinated by some family force, right?" Wang Xiaofeng asked.

"No." Flanders shook his head, "The reason why the Great Soul Fighting Arena is favored by soul masters is because of its relative fairness. The forces behind it will not let anyone break this rule."

Flanders smiled meaningfully, "Besides, who dares to provoke Wuhun Palace and the two empires at the same time?"

When you walk into the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the first thing you see is a huge stone tablet with densely carved names on it. Flender told Wang Xiaofeng and the others that these names were all those who died in the soul battle.

Seeing the four people's faces turn pale, Flanders said slowly, "You are just here to discuss, not a life-and-death battle."

Ma Hongjun patted his chest in fear and said, "Teacher, please finish speaking in one breath!"

After Flender and the four people queued for a while, they successfully registered.

"Xiaofeng, your soul power level has actually caught up with mine." Oscar felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Wang Xiaofeng was the same as him when he tested his soul power. After all, after these days of understanding, he also knew that Wang Xiaofeng's soul power was only innate level five.

Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, saying that he could barely keep up with them only by practicing hard.

"For today's class, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun will each sign up for a spirit battle, and Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar will just follow me and watch."

"Dean, I want to come too!" Wang Xiaofeng raised his right hand. You are here, how can you just be a spectator?

Oscar beside him also excitedly expressed that he also wanted to go up and give it a try.

Flanders held his forehead, it seemed that he couldn't gamble today. "Wang Xiaofeng will be paired with Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai will be paired with Oscar. Let's sign up for 2v2."

"Fat man, with my help, you are ready to show off today." Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand and took Ma Hongjun to sign up for 2v2.

"Okay, Brother Feng." Ma Hongjun followed Wang Xiaofeng obediently. He had already inquired with Dai Mubai about how powerful Wang Xiaofeng's auxiliary skills were.

I didn't expect that I, Ma Hongjun, would one day turn around. When I thought about how powerful I was and all the beauties in the audience cheered for me, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Fat man, don't be silly, what's the name of our group?" Wang Xiaofeng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder to calm him down.

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