"It seems we're going to part."

He picked up the wine glass and looked at the Arhat.

Although I had known for a long time that with this guy's talent, if he had been in the town, he would have limited his development, so he would eventually leave. But I didn't expect that this time would come so quickly.

Even if this guy is sometimes out of tune, it is easy to make people angry. But I have to say that he is very suitable for being friends. After a year, the relationship between the two people cannot be fake.

Just when the second in command was still lamenting all this, the Arhat was abnormal and did not stuff the food in like before. Instead, he picked up the toothpick and quietly picked up his teeth.

"Haha, why, you can't bear to leave me?"

"Bastard, who wouldn't be willing to give up on you?" The second in command rolled his eyes directly for him to experience it himself.

Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one go.

"By the way, I can remind you. You have become a prospective student of the Wuhun Academy, and you rely on your own talent and the appreciation of the Black Bishop. But even so, you can't be as arrogant as you are now. After all, Wuhun City and Wuhun Academy are not as small as ours. If something happens there..."

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who causes trouble." Arhat glanced at the second-in-comman's suspicious expression, and knew that this guy didn't believe it at all.

because…

【This is what I don’t believe the most!】

This sentence seemed to be imprinted on the face of the guy Lotrilata.

"Hey! You guy also know the virtues of those guys in the underground soul fighting arena. Basically, they are the ones who make me the last conflict. You can't just win, even if I'm going to cause trouble."

But after all, the relationship is good. Faced with the dissatisfied rebuttal of Arhat, the second in command just waved his hand and reminded him: "You will have enough time to become stronger in the future. So some things, especially in the Martial Soul Academy, be careful."

"Don't worry! I understand everything you said!"

The Arhat poured wine in one gulp. The bullying of a newborn is not an old-fashioned plot in a novel in a world where strength is respected.

But he can also guarantee that as long as they are not provoking him, he will not make trouble.

After all, it would be great to steadily improve your strength and then find some time to go to the Soul Fighting Arena to fight.

“By the way.”

At this time, the Arhat's expression became correct.

"After I leave, you must be careful of your boss. I don't look like a good person when I look at his face."

"What? Do you still look at the face?"

The second-in-command, Lotrerata, smiled slightly and glanced at the Arhat.

"He was indeed not a good person."

"cut."

The Arhat curled his lips, "Don't pretend to be confused with me. You guy, I know what I mean."

"Okay."

Lotrilata was silent for a moment and waved his hand, "You guys, take a break early! After all, you have to set out to the Wuhun City early tomorrow morning!"

"What? You're envious."

“Go roll…”

...

The sun rises and the night has receded.

The Arhat was still unable to stop every day. He ended his stress-like practice in the morning, unloaded the stone weighing thirty kilograms and returned to the restaurant.

"It seems you are very hardworking."

Just when he returned to the restaurant, the Black Bishop had already taken the Knights of the Spirit Temple and waited quietly.

Looking at the black bishop, Arhat couldn't help scratching his head and said, "Hahaha! I'm really sorry. But this is also my habit in the past half a year."

With his eyes staring at him, the black-clothed bishop's face looked soft, "It's okay, I haven't waited for a long time. But you still have to know that sometimes, it's better to be more punctual. OK, we're ready to go on the road. Follow me to the Wuhun City."

As he said that, he took the lead in getting on the carriage.

Seeing that the Black-clothed Bishop had already gotten in the car, Arhat didn't drag it on. He glanced at the boss of the underground soul fighting field and leaned into the second-in-comman's ear and whispered.

"I'm leaving, I'm still saying the same thing. Be careful of your boss. You are my brother. Don't be afraid!"

When the second in command heard this, he was helpless and a little happy. "Okay, you can leave too."

After getting on the carriage, Arhat looked at the second-in-command, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, his face became solemn, and he turned around and left. "So goodbye, my brother... Lotrilata. Hahaha..."

The second-in-command, Lotrilata, showed sadness in her eyes, "You bastard... take care of yourself."

...

"Martial Soul City is such a great place!"

After two months of walking and stopping, Arhat, led by the black bishop's team, finally arrived at a small town near Wuhun City.

There is no chaotic appearance here like the small town of Ondo. Instead, the houses are like a street, and everything seems to be in order. There are people coming and going on the roads of just a small town.

Businessmen and travelers are endless.

You know, this is just a small town close to Wuhun City, and the prosperity of this kind is far from something Arhats have ever seen before.

"How is it, it's good."

The black-clothed bishop stroked his beard, and a hint of pride and something called belonging.

"The Wuhun City is a holy place in the hearts of soul masters on all continents. It is located in the miracle city between the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo! With one's own strength, the two empires can be restricted. The two empires have not launched a war for decades. All this peace comes from the Wuhun Hall."

"And because the Spirit Hall is powerful, its resources are richer than you imagined. These civilians have the protection of the Spirit Hall, so they spontaneously gather around the Spirit Hall to settle down here. So coming and going, they have created prosperity here..."

"Okay, just in case, I will remind you first. When you enter Wuhun City, you must abide by the law and do not act randomly. Otherwise, if you are caught by the patrol knight, I will not be able to save you."

Seeing the prosperity of the town, the Black Bishop was also moved and explained to the Arhat. After that, he looked serious and prepared to remind him.

This kid is a genius, but even if he is a genius, he cannot make trouble in the martial soul city.

Otherwise, if something happens, the consequences will never be afforded by a black bishop and a so-called genius.

...

"Hiss... is the Martial Soul City ahead?"

"Good, the cities I saw along the way before were compared with this... Well, it's completely incomparable!"

Looking at the majestic and classical building in front of him, the Arhat couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!