"Huh, I didn't expect to be beaten up to one level!" A simple cabin, a handsome little boy sighed, because he was beaten by a master at the peak of the soul king yesterday, his mood was much better, and after one night of cultivation, his soul power naturally reached level nineteen, and it took a lot of time to recover from the injuries on his face.

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

Oscar didn't close the door at first, nodded and said, "Yes, fat man, come and fight against me every day during the day in the future, otherwise your evil fire!"

Oscar had an expression that you understand, Ma Hongjun shivered, and said secretly, You kid is sinister enough, am I a person who is afraid of threats, and then smiled: "Yes! Brother Ao commanded, don't dare to disobey." ”

"Also, you can't be absent from work every day for no reason, otherwise, the evil fire will be fine for a few days, right!" Oscar didn't care, this fat man, he took care of eating every day, and he had to help him suppress the evil fire, and his soul power was still rising every day, and he wanted to detonate himself every day when he was comfortable.

"Brother Ao, are you sure?" Ma Hongjun replied, wondering if he had masochistic tendencies, why did he beat him every day, most people would also think that the strong attack system would fight against the food department auxiliary soul master, and the outcome would be clear, isn't this the food department looking for a draw!

Looking at Ma Hongjun's lewd smile, he also smiled, who beats who is not certain, even if he smashes you with sausages, you can't recognize it.

Then, the first inning began.

"Brother Ao, pay attention, the first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Line!" Ma Hongjun smiled proudly, and a red light erupted.

I shook my head, don't even use the Xuan Ming flash, the Xuan Ming Body Method directly dodged this strong fire attack, kicked on the fat man's fat buttocks, and said indifferently: "You are a stupid pig, do you have to tell others when you attack!"

"Come again!" Ma Hongjun got up and patted the dirt, much more serious than just now.

After a while, a gray-faced fat man sat on the ground depressed, and said mournfully, "Brother Ao, are you really sure that you are a food-based soul master and not a sensitive attack soul master?"

"Uh! It seems that I am indeed a food soul master, come on, I just played well, I will go to Nini's side and ask her to make you something to eat, treat your little heart!" Oscar smiled, the disadvantage of this lazy insect is that in addition to being lazy, it is greedy, Nini will only cook more delicious food every time Oscar goes, and he is also greedy.

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

As soon as the fat man left, Flender, who made Oscar depressed, appeared, and saw him and said faintly: "Xiao Ao, is it cool to kick!"

"Uh! Usually, Dean, you are really, you know that he is so lazy and still pull me to fight with him!" Oscar said speechlessly, do you still want to kick me to avenge your disciple, but you asked me to help him train.

"I don't know how you learned this weird soul technique!" After Oscar left, Flender secretly said that there was no body technique in the Douluo Continent, just like when Tang San came to sign up, Li Yusong asked if he had learned any soul technique.

The soul power is nineteenth, and I kicked the fat man again, and my mood is much better, but my face is still a little painful, and I have been recovering with Xuanming Aura all night.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, you're also eating!" Oscar went to the cafeteria, although the food was average, but he could still fill his stomach, and he also told Ma Hongjun to go to Nini in the afternoon.

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

"There's no pressure to train with fat people, Mr. Zhao's martial soul is a strength and defense type, and he has good training for his body style, and his soul power should be better improved under pressure!"

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