Chapter 42: The main martial spirit

If you say so, then I will reluctantly agree.

"Can!"

Mu Jin smiled slightly: "If you have any objections, you can raise your opinions, as long as you can beat your squad leader."

The students in the audience immediately booed.

The fat student muttered: "Who can beat Boss Hanyu? With this glare, no one will be able to say anything, and it might even lead to embarrassment."

Surprisingly, the student with glasses next to him also nodded in agreement. I don’t know when the two of them hooked up.

Seeing that no one in the audience objected, Mu Jin nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Since there is no objection, then it is decided."

"Everyone stand up, gather in the spirit fighting area!"

"yes!"

All the students stood up instantly and headed towards the Soul Fighting Platform.

On the way to the Soul Fighting Area, the fat student trotted up to Han Yu. His little eyes narrowed with a smile: "Boss Han Yu, please be gentler later. Fatty, I am weak, but I can’t bear your attack.”

Han Yu looked at him carefully, looking at his heavy fat body, which flashed a glimmer of oil under the sunlight.

"Don't worry, since you call me boss, I will definitely take good care of you and help you lose weight."

Han Yu said with a smile.

"No, Boss Hanyu, don't scare me. I only have this two ounces of fat. If I lose this fat, my strength will decline."

The fat student heard this and said with a bitter look on his face.

"Is your martial spirit Pipixiang?" Thinking of a certain fat man, Han Yu asked curiously.

"What a skinny elephant, my martial spirit is far worse than that. My martial spirit is just the fat body of my body." The fat man continued to die without surprising.

Hearing this, Han Yu was slightly startled, and then said: "The original martial spirit?"

The fat man looked confused, obviously he didn't know much about the original martial soul that Han Yu mentioned.

He couldn't help but said: "Boss Hanyu, what is the original martial spirit?"

"You don't know?" Han Yu looked surprised.

"I don't know. My family comes from a relatively remote city in the Tianhun Empire. I have some connections with the local city lord. I spent a lot of money to get a letter of recommendation and was admitted to Shrek Academy."

When the fat man said this, he obviously had some inferiority complex, which he couldn't usually see, but he hid it very well.

Han Yu led him to a remote corner. Mu Jin on the side didn't say anything when he saw it, and led the students to continue towards the soul fighting area.

Han Yu whispered, "The original martial spirit is a certain part of the human body. Generally speaking, the more important it is to the human body, the higher the strength of the martial spirit. The top one is comparable to a super martial spirit."

"For example, my Sharingan is the original martial spirit, and its parts are eyes. Do you understand?"

After Han Yu explained, the fat student finally understood and nodded dully.

Looking at his look, Han Yu understood that Fatty obviously didn't understand what he meant.

"Your martial spirit is not bad. On the contrary, it may be very strong, at least no less than the Pipi Xiang I just mentioned."

"Ah? Boss Hanyu, didn't you say that the more important the body part of the body's martial spirit is, the stronger it will be?"

"My martial spirit is just fat. If I lose a piece of flesh, I won't die. I really don't see what makes me stronger."

"It's true that you won't die if you lose a piece of meat, but what if it's all gone? Will you die?"

Han Yu smiled slightly.

The fat man understood instantly, and then said excitedly: "Boss, do you think my martial spirit is top-notch?"

"It's not considered top-level, it might be a little bit worse, but if it's developed well, it will be no less than top-level martial arts. You can show me your soul skills later."

Han Yu made an estimate, and he didn't know whether Fatty's original martial spirit was strong or not, but it was disgusting anyway.

I have a general idea in my mind and plan to take a look at the soul skills later.

The fat man looked excited, his fat trembled when he smiled, and he completely covered his eyes: "No wonder you are so strong, boss. It turns out that Wuhun is the top-level body martial soul. By the way, boss, my surname is Yuan, my first name is Gungun, and I am eleven years old this year. Just tell me to go away."

Hearing this, the corner of Han Yu's mouth twitched, and he looked carefully again. I couldn't tell that you are only eleven years old, younger than me. Then he nodded in agreement: "It's a good name, you really live up to your name."

"Let's go, get out, get out"

Han Yu said a somewhat awkward greeting, and then walked towards the soul fighting area.

Gungun quickly followed up with small steps.

The fighting spirit area is located in the northwest corner of the martial arts department, not far from the ninth class of freshmen.

Soon Han Yu and Yuan Gungun caught up with the large army and came to the soul fighting area.

Mu Jindang stepped onto the ring first and said: "In this practical training session, I will be the referee and Han Yu will be the ringleader. Whoever can defeat him will be given a Xuanshui Pill by the teacher."

Wow!

Xuan Shui Dan!

As soon as Mu Jin said this, most students' eyes were full of shock. Those students who had never heard of Xuanshui Dan asked the students who knew about it.

"Ahem!"

The bespectacled student coughed lightly, attracting most of the attention. He cleared his throat and said, "Xuan Shui Dan is said to be hard to find. Taking one pill can improve the inherent deficiencies of a soul master. It is a pill that a certain sect uses. It is made from ten kinds of precious herbs and the essence and blood of soul beasts."

"It is very precious. In theory, after taking it, it can increase one level of innate soul power. Of course, the effect will be worse for people with higher innate soul power. It is more suitable for people with lower innate soul power."

Han Yu looked at Hibiscus with a pained expression on her face and couldn't help but secretly praise her generosity.

Then he whispered, "GunGun, what's your innate soul power level?"

Yuan GunGun seemed a little embarrassed, and said with a nod, "I'm only level seven, and because I'm usually busy eating and drinking, my soul power is only level twenty-five now."

Innate level seven, soul power level twenty-five, Han Yu looked at Yuan GunGun in surprise.

This talent is very strong. He can practice to level twenty-five even when he's busy eating and drinking. It seems that he should work hard at ordinary times.

"Although I know that your strength depends entirely on fat, you still have to make time to practice more soul power. After all, the higher the soul power, the stronger the strength."

Han Yu nodded, and then couldn't help but remind him.

Yuan GunGun nodded, seeming a little distressed: "I also want to practice hard, but my own practice speed is very slow, not as fast as eating."

"Huh?"

Han Yu was stunned. What did he hear? Eating to increase soul power?

"You said, you can also increase your soul power by eating?"

"Yes, boss, my family was relatively wealthy, but with the awakening of my martial soul and the large sum of money I gave to the city lord, my family is now almost bankrupt."

"Now I have been very restrained in the academy, otherwise my soul power should be one level higher." Yuan Gungun said cautiously.

It seems that he is afraid that others will say that he is a glutton. After all, it is impossible for ordinary people to eat a wealthy family into bankruptcy.

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