Chapter 6 One Year
As the dean of Shrek College, Flander's teaching and education level is indeed very high.
With the talent of Arhat, he soon understood what pressure-based practice is.
This way of cultivation is not a random way, but requires systematic planning.
When the teaching was over, the two sides also parted.
However, before leaving, Flander once again invited Arhat to join Shrek Academy.
But after making up his mind, Arhat refused no matter what Fland said.
This made Flander feel lingering regrets... but fortunately their deal...
In the days after Flanders and the others left, Arhats basically spent their practice besides going to the underground soul fighting field.
First, from the impact of the water flow, then to the load-bearing...
As the sun rises and the moon sets, nearly a year has passed.
...
Underground Soul Fighting Arena.
"That's it, you two want to kill me too! The second soul skill, bursting the skull!"
On the soul fighting platform, a young man grabbed a strong opponent with both hands, one left and one right, and when a halo of light came on, he pressed the heads of the two opponents to the ground!
"Bang! Boom!"
After a muffled sound and explosion, two strong bodies collapsed on the ground like two pools of mud. The heads that had already exploded showed that these two guys were dead to death.
Now the only one who can stand on the soul fighting platform is left.
"It seems that at my current level, it's time to leave."
After glanced at the two people lying on the ground, Arhat ignored them. Anyway, these two guys were planning to kill themselves, but now they are lying there, which is still worthy of death.
While stepping down, he said to himself: "I almost got angry just now. Fortunately, I have been a human being for two lifetimes, with strong mental power and control. No! I have to eat something to calm down!"
So, he accelerated his pace!
As early as half a year ago, the strength of the Arhat continued to improve. Especially after stress-based practice, his soul power also increased a lot. This made him fight alone, none of the soul masters in the underground soul fighting are his opponents.
So in order to maintain the balance of the underground soul fighting arena, the boss of the underground soul fighting organization proposed an obviously unfair but very fair way of fighting souls. That is one to two.
This method once added pressure to the Arhat.
However, after another half a year, the pressure brought by this soul-fighting method has also decreased dramatically. Now, the fighting spirits that fight one and two are almost the same as the feeling that the fighting spirits that fight one and one are brought to him.
This is exactly the case with the Arhat's intention to leave. If he stays here, this small town will restrict his development.
"The King of Ganfen once again defeated his opponent with one-to-two attitude. Let us give him the warmest applause and cheers!"
The passionate voice of the host who acted as a commentator echoed in the audience, bringing waves of cheers that lasted forever.
However, although the audience in the audience was cheering at the top of their lungs, it can be seen from their expressions that this scene is not uncommon, and they are now accustomed to it.
In the crowd, a man with an iron helmet and a frosty face looked at the crazy scenes around him, and was not moved by it at all. Then he glanced at him and locked in a passerby beside him.
"stop."
The passerby was looking forward to the fun, but was suddenly interrupted. The guy who was not a good person here was immediately full of dissatisfaction and was about to turn around and curse. But when he saw the other person's clothes, his arrogance disappeared immediately.
"I don't know what the adults want to ask?"
Facing the attitude of passers-by, the man in front of him didn't feel anything wrong. After hearing his inquiry, he spoke coldly: "What is that boy's strength?"
When passers-by heard this, they did not dare to hide anything at all. They told the man in front of them all. "The King of Fried Dinners is actually a monster. At the age of eleven, there is no opponent in the entire underground soul fighting arena. I watched it one by one for a year. Whether it is a fight or a fight, he will face that kind of opponent in every game, but he has never lost a record except for the soul fighting one year ago."
When the man heard the answer he wanted, the man looked at the young man in the field. His evaluation, which was careless and had a far more mentality than ordinary people, appeared in his mind immediately.
Then, he turned around and left without saying a word.
This made the passerby who was still "talking loudly" quickly wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered even more.
"How could the knights of the Spirit Hall appear in the underground soul fighting organization in the town? It seems that they are still coming to the King of Dance... Huh! No matter what, no matter what, I was really scared to death just now."
At the same time, the Knight of the War Spirit Temple who had just consulted also came to the underground Soul Fighting Organization, a place for VIPs to rest.
However, at this moment, outside the door of this resting place, there were still many martial soul knights standing, with expressionless faces.
As the Knight of the Martial Spirit Palace just now pushed the door open, the soul fighting boss in front of him stood beside a middle-aged man in black like a servant.
It seems that all this is taken for granted.
"How is the investigation?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke.
"Sir, I've investigated it."
The Knight of the Martial Soul Palace did not look squinting and only bowed to the luxuriously dressed middle-aged man in black, and continued, "But the situation is different. The young man did have two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, but he lost one. Of course, with his strength, he is indeed a powerful existence in the same level."
"Oh!" A light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, obviously in high spirits. He didn't care about his side at all, the underground soul fighting boss who could not stop trembling all over.
Then the middle-aged man waved his hand.
"You go out."
"yes."
When the Knight of the Martial Spirit Temple left, the middle-aged man in black finally looked at the underground soul fighting boss who was already sweating profusely at the moment, and the emotions in his eyes were not retained at all.
"You deceived me."
With just one sentence, the underground soul fighting boss knelt down with a "thump". The dignified Soul Lord has no dignity at all. Because he knew that his strength and status were just an existence that could be killed by the person in front of him.
However, he was about to explain that the defeat of Ganfen King was because he was defeated by a middle-aged man when he was defeated in a battle with a soul king.
"Okay. No matter what the reason, I hope it will be the last time. This time, I see that you have found such a good seedling for me, so I will let you go. If this happens in the future..."
The middle-aged man didn't continue talking.
But the underground soul fighting boss knew what the person in front of him meant.
"Let's go and take me to see the evil boy."
...
On the other hand, Arhat, who had finished his soul fighting today, returned to the restaurant, a place where he had lived for nearly a year.
The moment he entered the door.
"Boss, serve the food!"
Almost at the same time as the Arhat's voice sounded, a plate of dishes had been taken out of the kitchen and delivered steadily to the Arhat.
"Hahaha! Boss, you are so fast!"
Amid the laughter, he grabbed a piece of thigh meat without hesitation, and he had already finished it in just a few strokes.
"Haha, after all, I'm an old customer."
Hearing the words of the Arhat, the boss chuckled.
Compared to a year ago, the boss also understood the character of Arhat. As we got along, we no longer had the awe and alienation we had a year ago.
A soul master, an ordinary person, has become an ordinary friend.
Chapter completed!