In the end, I don't have a clear concept of how to become stronger, I just listen to Yiyi, when the bloodline should be awakened, it will naturally awaken, but it will have an impact on my emotions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The influence of the ghost, I am sure that I will not change because of the awakening, because the most important feelings lie in my chest, thinking of Xiaoxi's smiling face, I am a hundred times more courageous, unstoppable, I was not a bold person in life, of course I want to be a ghost who advances by leaps and bounds after death, otherwise I will exchange what I will give for a day of human reward.

Persuading me to enter the training room Yiyi is to use Xiaoxi as an excuse, I saw the hell, but after more than ten days of getting along, he discovered my weakness, and I couldn't become excellent without improving my strength, so I couldn't carry out my one-day love plan, and for the sake of a precious day, I had to come here to accept the abuse of the replicant ghost.

There are many F-level training rooms, and this No. 3 training room is my hand-picked because 3 is Xiaoxi's lucky number.

The Mawson who will fight against me inside is a special custom version of the young version, this super narcissistic gluttonia, the F-class self is copied vividly, chic, my brain has been transferred from the young Mawson-sama to the current Mawson-sama, it feels a little similar, but the young Mawson has more sharpness, and the current Mawson has an elegant atmosphere.

Actually, I suspect that Lord Mawson was the image of this suit and leather shoes when he was young, and it is said that he was a freak who was killed from the deep mountains and old forests, and when he was young, he ...... It's mostly rags!

The change in the two temperaments probably represents the mentality of different age groups, and I admit that this setting is good, but is the madman Mawson no longer sharp? I don't think so, usually this kind of terrible guy, the longer he lives, the deeper he hides, if he is given a chance, I think he will also kill ghosts with knives and guns, without hesitation. In his own words, he has a hungry tiger lurking in his heart, ready to open his claws and strike his enemies head-on.

"Don't underestimate the F-rated Mawson-sama, even if it's the F-level, Mawson-sama is also the strongest one in the F-class!" Snuggle up and remind you.

"Got it, I'm not waiting for an idler, right!" I'm confident, the descendants of Hades, you must be different to have a sense of expectation!

As soon as I walked into the middle of the training ground, Master Mawson stared at me, and although I knew it was just a clone, I was still furious when he attacked me with that kind of sharp look.

He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, a shirt and tie, but when he saw me, he immediately threw away his coat and stared at me with the eyes of a lion, and he saw his muscles tremble slightly.

The two of us confronted each other, and sat outside the training ground to watch the show.

I kept in mind Yiyi's words, the Grim Reaper does not have any special fighting skills, all fighting by instinct is the ultimate meaning, and being able to defeat others without being defeated yourself is the strongest skill.

This is exactly what I want, except for watching martial arts movies in elementary school and practicing with friends in the Children's Palace for two days of fisting and embroidery legs, I have never been exposed to formal training, let alone the intuitive training of street fighting, and I have been beaten up a few times, but there is no pleasure in bullying me This kind of defeated dog, most of them are shallow beatings and slight losses in purses, nose and face are inevitably swollen, but there are no injuries to the muscles and bones.

I'm sure that Lord Mawson wasn't a good thing when he was young, his fierce eyes are definitely experienced in a hundred battles, and he is definitely a hundred times more fierce than the dead ghost brother, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the dead ghost brother.

I don't know if he's like this or if it's because of the setting, but I think it's better to strike first and kick it hard.

I probably didn't expect me to be so bold that I chewed gum and spit out bubbles, which exploded in my mouth.

But this time Master Mawson did not dodge, my body shook slightly, I fell on my back, my chest hurt, just now he avoided my flying feet, so fast that it was incredibly painful to punch me in the chest.

I'm not convinced, as a god of death, my strength is several times greater than when I was alive, and my speed is much faster, and I am willing to admit defeat with this kind of preferential treatment.

I jumped up and continued to charge at Mawson, my eyes wide open to see the trajectory of his punches, and I tried to find how I felt when I fought with the dead guy last night, when I was definitely several times stronger than I wanted to be.

Sure enough, under deliberate control, something in my blood burned violently, and the high-pressure burst out of my heart to spread through my body again, and I felt like my blood was burning again.

That's it, that's it.

I saw Mawsend-sama take a lunge forward, and I was easily enveloped in the range of his fist attack, he didn't have superfluous flashy attacks, every blow was concise and powerful, just punches hard, punches hard, and every punch was thrown out of a smooth trajectory.

I was hit, but luckily I dodged in time and the punch hit me in the shoulder.

I fought back, always half a beat slow with each attack, and I had the illusion that I could beat the bastard as long as I was a little faster, and I tried to hit the storm with pride, arrogance, and I didn't shy away from attacking Mawson's face. But there was no pause, and Director Mawson's fist somehow passed through my arms and hit me right in the nose.

I fought back hard, missed, and the fist landed on my lower abdomen again, definitely ten times heavier than the fist of the dead ghost brother, as if a bullet slammed into the stomach and convulsed painfully, and the continuous dense fists fell on my stomach, and I lost my combat effectiveness cleanly, kneeling on the ground, retching.

I thought it would end like this, and the battles ended with one side hitting the ground, but I didn't expect Lord Mawson to be super unparticular when he was young, and kicked me in the chin.

I was on my back to the ground, I couldn't breathe, and my nosebleeds kept gushing out and backing up in my mouth. The face to the leg just now was definitely a decisive blow, and I completely lost my combat effectiveness.

I watched Master Mawson stare at me, still with that angry look, his eyes were a little blurry, and then he raised his hand and punched me in the face!

"Your sister!" I fainted.

It's a hooligan!

I sat outside the training ground and watched Maws-sama regain his cool form.

Yiyi brought hot coffee and put it in my hand.

"Who said you won't attack if you fall? Fighting is all about you and you, unless one side completely loses its combat effectiveness, it will be stopped, this is the fighting philosophy that Lord Mawson has always instilled in us, in short, we must beat the enemy until we can't get up, so it's a stroke of genius that you fainted just now! "Yiyi commented on my performance.

I glared at her, "Or you try!" ”

"You're the combat department, I'm the support department, I don't need this kind of training, so please come on!" Yiyi looked at me with a smile.

I was speechless, I was the one in charge of the battle in this group, and Yiyi was just a support! From the beginning, I got the wrong direction, I didn't think of myself as a battle maniac, maybe a day or two can be, but after a long time, if I encounter a ghost, I will probably be killed, the ghost is not the same as the geist, their empty fist is enough to smash the geist to pieces, it belongs to the Shura bloodline with a lower bloodline, although it is low enough to kill me who is not able to create an awakened bloodline.

I suddenly realized that Yiyi was right, I was the one who was going to fight! So I threw myself into being beaten up by the clones again.

In one morning, I challenged Director Mawson eight times, all of which ended in failure, and was beaten very badly, sure enough, it was a ruthless and unrighteous copy, and he beat his own people without mercy, and even once he kicked me in the neck, almost hung me up, I thought that I probably couldn't survive here, so I had to wait for death, Yiyi was also frightened.

Fortunately, every pain allows me to carefully observe the direction and pattern of his attack, and it is really an instinctive fight, every attack does not need to go through the brain, just a natural attack, but every time it is incredibly fast, take the shortest route, and use just the right amount of power that will not be wasted, even if my blood is boiling, the cells are burning, I can only dodge a small number of attacks, and the rest is taken as ordered, and I am beaten to death.

Yiyi was always smiling, her eyes were like the moon, even if I was almost beaten to death, she was only taken aback, and then continued to encourage me to continue to fight hard, but I knew that she was always meticulous, with hot coffee to refresh me after every fight, and hot towels to help me wipe my sweat.

Probably because I'm afraid that my physical strength will pass too much, I specially ordered a lot of meat dishes for me at noon, ghosts don't need to eat, eating is a hobby, and I came to satisfy my heart's desire for delicious food, but after eating, it was a bolt from the blue, and I continued to train in the afternoon.

Even if the dead ghost doesn't sleep, this kind of knowing that he will lose and still suffer is a bit cruel, I secretly blamed her for being harsh, and then I thought about it, she was also for my good, and I was relieved, Sister Yiyi is always the best for me, even if it is a boring one-sided beating, she has been with me until I finish training.

In the afternoon, as usual, I was beaten again, every punch and every kick was a memory imprinted on my body, very profound, from the cruel lesson of Lord Mawson, I gained a lot, relying on instinct to fight is not just casual talk, because I rely on this belief, I actually punched Master Mawson, which is not a small surprise, although I was also kicked far away.

It's getting more and more handy to mobilize the strange power that erupts in the blood.,But I always feel like I lack the ability to make that thing explode in the end.,Although there is a gain under the reluctant mobilization.,But it's always a lot worse than the pleasure of beating the dead ghost brother at night.,I suspect it's the Shura bloodline.,That power probably comes from the blood of the Shura.,After all, I'm a descendant of the Hades King in the Shura.,Is it easier to mobilize.。