Chapter 3 Fairy Sword, Ma Hongjun

"Xiao Ao, we losers are not defeated like this, right!" On the quiet field road, Flender complained, one thousand and one thousand gold soul coins, he hasn't spent so much money for so long!

"Dean, don't be a pity, I'll pay you back in the future!" Oscar replied, his eardrums were about to be worn out by this pick, and suddenly said: "That kid is not simple, just sell his sister, and sell his home for the future!"

But such a person is always bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and suddenly looked at Flender with a pain in his head, Flender was a little dejected and said: "How old are you, this kid, no matter how powerful he is, he is not as good as you!

"Xuan Ming flashed!" Oscar flashed a few meters away, and then used the Xuan Ming Body Method, and his heart was also drunk, why is there such a thing as Wangzi small steamed buns sold in this Douluo Continent.

When night fell, a childish boy sat cross-legged on the roof, his black hair was caressed by the breeze, as if he was a child to himself, this little boy was Oscar, and he sighed when he remembered the scene of meeting Nini during the day: "Maybe it's best not to let her cultivate, this continent is also relatively safe, so let's cultivate slowly!"

"You kid want to wreak havoc again, don't you!" Flender's voice came from afar, Oscar was speechless, fortunately, he owed money to his uncle, and he still owed him money, and he would need a lot of money for cultivation in the future!

"What's the matter, Dean, it's so late, I'm going to sleep!" hurriedly entered the house, slammed the door shut, for fear that Grandma Wolf would come in and harass her little red riding hood!

Inside the house, he could only watch by the moonlight like raindrops, Oscar stretched out his left hand, ran the Xuan Ming Technique, concentrated his attention, and became more and more familiar with the breath, making his heart pound, yes, yes, thousands of years of companions.

"Xuanming Sword!" Oscar roared, a small black and simple miniature sword exuding endless majesty in his left hand, and he stroked the Xuanming Sword sadly: "Old friend, fortunately, you are still chatting with me, otherwise I will be alone!"

The sword body of the fairy sword groaned lightly, as if responding to himself, his mind turned, and he took the sword back, the breath of the sword was too powerful, and he wanted to know whether it was the Haotian Hammer or the Xuanming Sword that was powerful, and the Seven Killing Sword, as if he was about to become left-handed, and when the time came, the left sword and the right intestine shook his head and prepared to practice the Xuanming Technique and then rest!

The next day, as the summer cicadas chirp, Oscar focused on his part-time job and paying off the money—helping with the timber, procuring the college's necessities, and repairing the college......

"Whew! I've practiced the twelfth layer of qi, and I don't feel like there's any movement at all, Xuan Ming can absorb other people's soul power, but my own foundation will also be affected, it would be nice if there was a solid elixir!" Oscar sighed, it seems that he wants money now, he has no strength, he wants to sell sausages, it seems that he is just in addition to this sausage martial soul now.

Every morning until the afternoon, Oscar has endless work, and Flender also contracts other people's fields and land work, helping others dig fields and plough the land to earn a few silver coins, which is the ultimate embodiment of this guy's picking! At night, he began to practice the Xuanming Technique, nourishing the whole body and absorbing the aura.

And so, day after day, two years passed!

"Teacher, that little farmer is so diligent! A decent six or seven-year-old boy with red hair and a fat body pointed to Oscar.

"Leave him alone, this person owes a huge debt to others at a young age, you must not borrow money casually in the future, even I can't, self-reliance understands!" Flender pointed to Oscar after speaking, and said in his heart: You kid can, you have earned nearly 100 gold soul coins in two years. You are full of innate soul power, and the one I brought back is not bad, the martial soul is still a mutated phoenix martial soul, and it is innate at the eighth level.

Oscar is still working hard with his head down, maybe it can be regarded as the training method of Flender, a weird guy, in the past two years, he suddenly imagined that he had cultivated the Xuanming Technique at work, and now the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation has reached perfection.

"You can get the soul ring tomorrow, you can't build a foundation with your current energy!" Oscar replied to his cabin, taking his clothes and preparing to wash off the sweat of today's tiring day.

"Whoa, whoa"

Whistling, rubbing dirt, during the bath, it is time for me to enjoy myself, relax with all my body, the degree of cultivation in the past two years is a hundred times more tiring than my cultivation in previous years.

"Who!" Oscar said suddenly, a ball of buns with fire appeared at the door, oh no, it was a red-haired little fat man, but he was fat to every skin, Oscar said speechless, a guy who practiced qi at the tenth level.

"Little peasant?" said the little fat man.

"What a little farmer, you are not old enough to recruit standards!" An arrow rushed up, and the little fat man was subdued after a few blockades.

"Brother, tap, tap!" The fat man begged for mercy directly, Oscar thought about it, and the academy was nothing valuable.

Let go of your hand and say indifferently: "Who are you?

"Hehe, I'm the first disciple of the dean, my name is Ma Hongjun, level eighth, oh no, level nine soul master!" Pan scratched the back of his head.

Oscar didn't expose his lies, he still had to hide it even though he was a tenth-level soul power, and replied: "Dean's apprentice, did that guy give you anything?"

Oscar is also paying attention, a bracelet-shaped space soul guide with a space of more than 20 cubic meters in his store is also something that he has coveted for a long time, this thing is a simple bracelet when taken down, and wearing it is like a black silk, the most important thing is that he likes it!

"It turns out that you are also a student of the academy, what is your name? Oh, do you owe a lot of money to others?" asked Oscar with a harmless look at the little fat man.

Hearing this, his head was suddenly full of black lines, what did the dean of the pencil say, looking at this fat man, anyway, he will be the Shrek Seven Monsters in the future, and said indifferently: "My name is Oscar, and I owe money to an unscrupulous profiteer, little fat man, do you want to help me pay it back?"

"How do you know my nickname? Well, I don't have any money!" replied the little fat man.

Oscar was speechless, he was fat like this, I don't know what the dean thinks, could it be that the price of pigs has risen?

That's it, a fire chatted with Oscar in the bath, Oscar occasionally said a few words, knowing that after washing, this fat man was still reluctant to let me go, and he was confused, is friendship so simple to establish?

The next day, Oscar found the dean, and Flender smiled: "Have you entered the consummation, then let's go to the Star Dou Great Forest today!"

For two years, this guy has been extremely concerned about his soul power, and he can only say that the cultivation method is special, and it has no effect on it, and Flender has let it go.

"Yes, Dean, are you hiding something from me?" Oscar asked in disbelief, this guy doesn't look like a good guy when he laughs!

A red-haired boy came over and said respectfully, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I'm going to go to the Star Dou Great Forest to get the soul ring!" he said leisurely.

"You've already met? Flender said, proudly said: "Ma Hongjun, my disciple, is already level ten, I will take you to get the soul ring together today, Xiao Ao thought you would have to hold on for two years, haha!"

Oscar really wanted to hammer this profiteer uncle in the face, and his scalp was numb with laughter!