Chapter 14 Xiao Lie wants to become stronger

In the next few days, no nobles dared to cause trouble to San She. Ye Wen proved with his strength that even if his martial spirit was not an offensive martial spirit, they, the noble scum who had not yet obtained the spirit ring, definitely were not. his opponent.

After experiencing that defeat, Xiao Lie became much calmer than the careless, arrogant and domineering person he used to be. His eyes were always flashing with thought.

"I will be 12 years old in another year, but by then my soul power may not even reach level 15. Why can that kid be so much stronger than me? We both have about the same innate soul power of level four. level. And my martial spirit is still an offensive beast martial spirit."

After thinking hard for a long time, Ye Wen's calmness and decisiveness in the battle kept emerging in his mind.

Looking at his weak cultivation, Xiao Lie felt funny in his heart. He understood that the reason why he was so scumbag was purely his own fault. And he himself was still a bad student, and he didn't pay attention to the lectures in class. He wanted to become stronger, but had no way, and he began to feel anxious inside.

"No, I must become stronger. Even if I can't get the title of a noble, in order to let my mother live a truly superior life, I can't continue to be willing to degenerate.

I am different from my mother. I am a true soul master. As long as I practice seriously, my talent and my father also said that no matter how bad I am, I can reach the soul master. Even if I am not as good as my father, I can still make my mother live a better life. Good times. No more looking down on you. "

As if he had firmed up some determination, Xiao Lie's eyes were fierce and he began to strengthen his will.

"Boss, I heard that two new products have arrived at Cuiying Building. The ones with tender skin, why don't we go and look cool."

Xiao Lie's dog-headed military advisor saw that his boss was unhappy these days and knew that it was time for him to play his role, so he quickly went up to please him.

But Xiao Lie was unmoved. He glanced at him and said, "Go on your own. Don't follow me anymore. I want to practice seriously."

After saying that, Xiao Lie turned around and walked towards Sanshe.

Seeing this situation, the loser couldn't help but froze on the spot, but looking at Xiao Lie's determined look, he didn't dare to continue to please him.

"Damn it, tui, all this hard work has been wasted!" the dogleg said depressedly.

The so-called aristocratic group at Notting Junior College is actually only a small part, and more of them are self-study students in the city. Although they do not have aristocratic status, they are quite wealthy, but if the family wants to climb up, they need to fawn over them. Some nobles have a lot of precious resources in their hands.

The loser is obviously this type of person. He can't curry favor with the top nobles. However, although Xiao Lie is not a noble in the orthodox sense, he can still give the city lord some help and bring convenience to his family. , but it was a pity that the plan failed before he even started to implement it, which really made him very angry.

It's a pity that he is still a child after all. If he were an adult, he would continue to pester Xiao Lie and express his loyalty even if he was shameless. Although Soul Master is nothing in larger cities, it is rare to be able to cultivate the qualifications of Soul Master in this remote town.

At this time, Xiao Lie came to Sanshe again, but when he saw Sanshe being empty, he was a little surprised.

It is now afternoon practice time, and most people will return to their dormitories to practice quietly.

But who told me, where did such a large group of people go?

But after all, it was the former Notting College who was in charge. Xiao Lie asked a work-study student who came out to drink water in the dormitory next door.

"Where are the people from Sanshe?"

The work-study student in front of him swallowed timidly, pointed to the mountain behind and whispered.

"The big brothers from Sanshe are all practicing there. I heard that their boss's original training method is his."

Xiao Lie's eyes lit up when he heard about the unique training method. Didn't he come here to find Ye Wen just to become stronger? Hearing that Ye Wen and the others indeed had their own unique cultivation method, he suddenly felt hot and asked out of curiosity.

"What kind of cultivation method is it? Do you know?"

The work-study student did not answer for a while. After all, prying into the secrets of other people's cultivation was a taboo in the soul master world, even for students like them who had not yet become soul masters, but he happened to take a peek. In other words, basically all the work-study students who are eager to become stronger have taken a peek.

Seeing the work-study student in front of him hesitating, Xiao Lie urged unhappily, "Speak quickly!"

"I don't know the specifics. When I went to take a peek, they were constantly lifting heavy objects, and then they were sparring with each other."

"Weightlifting? Sparring?" Xiao Lie muttered to himself.

He left the work-study student behind and walked in the direction of Ye Wen.

"Hey!"

"what!"

"Well--"

"what!"

All kinds of heavy and painful breathing could be clearly heard even if Xiao Lie was not close.

After crossing a small forest, the cultivation of everyone in Sanshe was finally exposed in front of Xiao Lie.

The boys stood naked to the waist, doing handstands, walking, push-ups, running fast, and so on.

Ye Wen, who was Xiao Lie's target, squatted and stood up while holding a huge barbell. The ground was soaked with sweat from all over his body.

"Hiss!" Looking at this scene, Xiao Lie couldn't help but contribute to the world's greenhouse effect.

He was not surprised by the training performed by ordinary Sanshe students, because his father would often exercise his body in this way, and he also warned himself when he was a child that a soul master not only needs to cultivate soul power, but also his own body. To practice.

Otherwise, he would only become a third-rate soul master. However, it was a pity that he was still young at that time, and he quickly put these words behind him.

What really surprised him was the barbell carried by Ye Wen.

If his eyes were correct, the barbell was made of pure iron, the same material as the weapons used by the guards at the door of the house.

It can be said that ordinary weapons do not use much iron material, and a gun head only weighs three or four kilograms.

But the barbell used by Ye Wen, Xiao Lie's visual inspection probably weighed 800 kilograms.

Even if he was possessed by his martial soul, he might not be able to lift this kind of weight, but Ye Wen could tense up his muscles all over his body. Even if Xiao Lie appeared, it would not affect Ye Wen's squatting speed.

He got closer and looked at the 100 pounds marked on the iron plates of the barbell. Xiao Lie counted carefully and found exactly eight pieces of iron, weighing eight hundred kilograms. He was secretly horrified.

"With this power but not a beast martial spirit, how did this guy train his body! Even if he didn't have a martial spirit to possess him that day, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand even one punch."

At this time, Ye Wen also terminated his physical training, not because of Xiao Lie's interference, but because he had reached the standard he set.

It’s too late.