Douluo, my martial soul is a mushroom

Chapter 21: The Foundation of Seeing and Hearing Color Practice
On the first day after the soul fighting in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Chi Ping got up early to practice as usual.

A day's plan begins in the morning. Getting up early is not a bad thing.

Exercise, meditate on soul power, practice and improve the six styles, cultivate selected mycelium...

Chi Ping had to admit that he had too many things to do, and Shrek's free-range teaching method was indeed the most suitable for him, giving him enough freedom.

After working for nearly two hours, Chi Ping dragged his tired body into the cafeteria.

Pay the money, get the food, eat to your heart's content, and inhale like a storm.

Except on the first day of school, the college cafeteria does not provide free food at other times.

But the food in the cafeteria is not expensive, and the price is about the same as that of ordinary street shops. It is estimated that the price is not set by Flanders. So Chi Ping is not worried about not having money to eat.

In addition, Chi Ping obtained ten gold soul coins in the fighting spirit arena last time, so he is not short of money for the time being.

"Sigh~"

There was a sound of people sucking in their breath in shock.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had just finished washing up in the dormitory, brought breakfast and ate while looking at Chi Ping and whispering. They pretended not to let Chi Ping notice, but they didn't know that Chi Ping was paying attention to every move they made after entering the door.

After finishing the last piece of steamed bun, Chi Ping put down his chopsticks and looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

"Mubai, Hongjun, do you want to go to training with me?"

"it is good."

"alright."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun are both beast spirit combat soul masters. Physical exercise is part of their daily training, and there is not much difference between training alone and training with everyone.

And Dai Mubai has something to tell Chi Ping.

After a quick breakfast, the three of them came to an open space at the edge of the village.

The three of them each occupied a piece of land, and then began to practice according to their own ideas and habits.

Dai Mubai practiced an unknown set of boxing techniques, which were extremely powerful and fierce. It was probably a secret technique passed down by the Xingluo royal family.

In comparison, Ma Hongjun and Chi Ping's training methods are relatively simple.

Ma Hongjun was practicing fire control, and Chi Ping was practicing grappling.

Chi Ping practiced very seriously, almost completely without distractions, so Dai Mubai didn't want to disturb him.

After practicing several sets of grappling techniques, Chi Ping began to ponder the soulless version of the six moves, which is the original six moves.

——Shave, Moon Step, Iron Block, Storm Kick, Paper Drawing, Finger Gun, Life Return. Except for the most important Life Return, I can now use a large amount of soul power to simulate the corresponding effects. But this is not my original intention. The purpose of developing the six styles is to temper the body, master the body, and ultimately improve potential. Combat ability is just an accidental product.

——My innate soul power is only level 59, and my current cultivation speed is just the result of the huge soul power provided by the accidentally developed mycelium. It is a bit like using resources to forcibly improve cultivation. If I can't make a fundamental improvement, I am afraid that the threshold from level 60 to level will become a natural chasm for cultivation!
——Among the six styles, the iron block and paper painting are special. They are the prototypes of the Armament Haki and Observation Haki, which are very similar to the use of vitality and mental power. Douluo Continent has similar powers, blood and mental power. If I can develop these two powers, maybe I can change my fundamental talent!
——Judging from the fact that I can develop and control mycelium, I should have a talent for mental power. As for blood energy, I am still not sure, but I can try it later.

Thinking of this, Chi Ping ran to the dormitory without saying a word.

At the same place, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Boss Dai, why don't you confront that kid?"

Dai Mubai slapped Ma Hongjun on the head, "Little Fatty, you have no respect for your elders. You should call me Boss Ping!"

Ma Hongjun held his head and muttered, "Just a food type..." "That's a food type that can cooperate with your boss! And I'm sure that if you fight him, he can take you down in two moves! And Chi Ping is very fast, your Phoenix Fire Line has no chance of hitting him at all!"

"Not really, can a food-type soul master be that strong?" Ma Hongjun was very confused. He had never seen Chi Ping take action, and he still had a fixed impression of whether a food-type soul master had combat power.

"Humph! You'll know later that Chi Ping is a real monster."

"Then Boss Dai, are you sure you can beat him?"

"of course!"

"Then why didn't you fight him just now? There are only three of us in the academy. If we go out to hunt souls or do something in a group in the future, we will be like a group of scattered sand without a leader!"

Yesterday, when Chi Ping went to Zhao Wuji to try gravity training, Dai Mubai severely beat Ma Hongjun. Soul masters respect strength, and whoever is stronger is the boss.

Although Ma Hongjun is three years younger than Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun still admits defeat and acknowledges Dai Mubai as the boss.

"Chi Ping has been practicing for at least an hour. You want me to fight him at this time?" Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun as if he were a fool. "If I win, I have to win cleanly. I don't want to take advantage of Chi Ping."

"So when will he rest?"

Dai Mubai nodded.

Chi Ping didn't let Dai Mubai and the others wait too long. He came back with a piece of cloth in less than five minutes.

"Mubai, Hongjun, can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

Chi Ping tied his eyes.

"You throw rocks at me and I'll dodge. Hit me anywhere you want, that's part of the training. But try not to use rocks bigger than your fist."

"What's the use of this?" Dai Mubai asked doubtfully.

Ma Hongjun tilted his neck back, frowned and squinted, "Are you mentally ill?"

Chi Ping was not annoyed, and patiently explained to the two: "This is a way I came up with to train my mental strength. Humans have six senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and the mysterious sixth sense of consciousness. The information collected by these senses is processed by the brain consciousness to form our understanding of the world. When we close a sense, the information that needs to be received and processed will be reduced, and the brain will process the information more finely."

"In battle, the senses we commonly use are vision, hearing, and touch, followed by intuition, and finally taste and smell. If I block vision and hearing, the utilization of other senses will increase."

"In this situation, if danger comes, my instinct to survive and avoid danger will strengthen my intuition to the extreme. When I touch the intuition of thoughts, this training becomes meaningful."

Dai Mubai said: "But according to what you said, if you just block your sense of touch, wouldn't the training effect be better?"

"But if my sense of touch is blocked, I won't be able to move! If I have to do that, it's like practicing meditation. How can I practice if I don't understand intuition?"

Dai Mubai thought about it carefully, and it was true!
"How long do you plan to practice?"

If it takes too long, Dai Mubai will have no choice but to refuse, as he still has projects to practice!
"Until noon?"

Dai Mubai shook his head, "It's been too long."

"That's right. I didn't think it through." Chi Ping said with some regret.

"You can go ask Teacher Zhao for help. He should have time." Dai Mubai suggested.

Chi Ping nodded, "I'll go right away."

(End of this chapter)