Douluo, my martial soul is a mushroom

Chapter 22 Half-year Soul Master
When Chi Ping found Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji was practicing the refined operation of his third soul skill.

He seemed to have encountered some difficulties and looked very worried.

Seeing Chi Ping coming over, Zhao Wuji quickly pretended to be calm.

"Xiaoping, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Chi Chiping had no doubts and repeated what he had said to Dai Mubai.

Zhao Wuji sighed, "You young people are just playing tricks! Okay, I promise you! But we have to make it clear in advance that you can't let this affect your soul power training. Soul masters are in their golden period of training before the age of 20. The level you can reach before the age of 20 often determines your future achievements. I don't object to you practicing these things. Monsters must think differently from ordinary people. Before there are results, I can't make a conclusion. But there are priorities. Practicing soul power is your main task now."

Zhao Wuji's words were sincere and it was obvious that he was giving advice from the bottom of his heart.

Chi Ping is not an evil boy who doesn't know how to appreciate kindness, so he will naturally listen to Zhao Wuji's advice.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. I know the severity of the situation."

Chi Ping insisted, and Zhao Wuji didn't know what to say. "Since you insist... when will it start?"

"That's it now."

Chi Ping took ten steps back and covered his eyes and ears with a piece of cloth.

"It's OK, Mr. Zhao!"

After saying that, Chi Ping was ready to face Zhao Wuji's stone.

Although vision and hearing are not completely blocked, they are still there.

Chi Ping felt as if there was a constantly changing white plastic picture in front of his eyes, but due to Zhao Wuji's stone threat, this useless and messy information was subconsciously excluded.

Due to his hearing impairment, Chi Ping could not hear Zhao Wuji's words clearly, and had no idea when the training would begin, or when and where the stones would hit him.

He could only concentrate, feel the flow of the wind by touch, and dodge instinctively by intuition.

Snapped!
--it hurts.

Zhao Wuji threw the stone with great force, and it hit Chi Ping's body, causing him to frown.

Snapped!
——Isn’t it the left side? It’s the right side. I made a wrong judgment…

Boom!
——Dodged?
Snapped!
——Is it luck?

Snapped!
——I didn’t dodge again…

Pa pa pa dong pa pa…

Stones of different sizes fell on Chi Ping, leaving only red marks at first, which later turned into bruises. Chi Ping's movements, which were uncoordinated at first due to the darkness and silence, became smoother, but as time went on, more and more stones hit Chi Ping, and his movements began to become distorted.

——This kid is really determined.

Zhao Wuji thought as he threw stones.

He couldn't remember how many stones he threw out, and how many hit Chi Ping. He only remembered that he had cleared the stones around Chi Ping's feet more than ten times.

——It’s time for lunch.

Zhao Wuji casually threw away the stones in his hand and moved closer to Chi Ping.

"Kid, it's time to eat. Wait until you're done with your training."

As Zhao Wuji spoke, he grabbed Chi Ping's shoulders and then tore off the cloth tied around his head.

"Hmm? Hmm! Teacher Zhao?"

Chi Ping instinctively twisted his body to avoid it, but failed. By the time he reacted, the cloth strip had been torn off.

"Boy, it's over, time to go to the cafeteria to eat!"

Zhao Wuji said patiently.

"Ohh! Okay, I got it!"

Chi Ping took the cloth back from Zhao Wuji.

But as if he had not yet recovered from his previous state, Ikehira stood there in a daze.

Zhao Wuji had just taken two steps when he realized that Chi Ping hadn't followed him, so he turned around and grabbed him by the collar and took him away.

That afternoon, Chi Ping took Zhao Wuji to continue his perception practice.

During this period, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also tried the half-hour blindfold training out of curiosity, but soon they could not bear the pain and inner panic and left on their own initiative.

Zhao Wuji did not laugh at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun for this.

How could a normal person tolerate the loss of two senses so easily?

Zhao Wuji had tried Chi Ping's training method himself when Chi Ping was treating the bruises on his body after lunch, and he knew what kind of fear and panic it was.

——Maybe I can talk to Flanders about this and make it a lesson in the future, called overcoming fear.

……

Time flies, and half a year has passed without realizing it.

At six o'clock in the morning, Dai Mubai woke up from his sleep and found Chi Ping practicing soul power on the bed, with fluorescent soul power surrounding him.

"It's this late, aren't you going to training?"

Dai Mubai was a little confused about the situation.

He had never seen Ikehira in the dormitory at this time.

The dormitory of Shrek Academy is a double room. Perhaps because they entered school together, Dai Mubai and Chi Ping seemed to be assigned to the same dormitory by default.

Since the day he entered school, Chi Ping insisted on getting up at five o'clock every day to train his physical fitness for two hours. After breakfast, he would find Zhao Wuji to practice perception, and continue after lunch until dinner. Then he would practice his soul power and do some operations that Dai Mubai could not understand.

Chi Ping persisted for half a year.

Dai Mubai is a genius. Although he fled to Shrek Academy out of cowardice due to the Dai family rules, he has never completely let go of his pride.

So Dai Mubai beat up Ma Hongjun after Ma Hongjun provoked him and became Ma Hongjun's boss. He also wanted to be Chi Ping's boss, but was unwilling to take advantage of others' misfortune.

However, Chi Ping tried so hard that Dai Mubai couldn't find a chance to fight with Chi Ping! If they couldn't compare their strength, they could only compete in other aspects.

For example, the battle record in the fighting spirit arena and the cultivation level.

Every ten days, the two of them went to the Soto Great Soul Arena to participate in a soul fighting competition. They had wins and losses, but so far they had the same points. As for their cultivation, three months ago, they both reached level 29, and the gap between them was not wide.

It is a fortune for a genius to have a competitor who is almost as good as himself.

Chi Ping's existence is like a mirror, which prevents Dai Mubai from degrading himself and makes him think about surpassing Chi Ping all the time.

Compared to before he entered school, Dai Mubai's daily training volume has increased by at least two times! Ma Hongjun was also involved and was exhausted every day.

Just when Dai Mubai was about to go forward to wake Chi Ping up, Chi Ping opened his eyes.

“I’m level 30.”

Dai Mubai didn't understand at first. How could someone improve 2 levels in half a year? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"Mu Bai, I'm going to find Teacher Zhao."

"Oh, okay, go ahead, I'll go find the fat guy."

After Chi Ping left, Dai Mubai came to the room next to the dormitory in a daze, forcefully pulled Ma Hongjun off the bed, and dragged him to the playground.

"Boss Dai, what are you doing?"

Ma Hongjun yawned, very dissatisfied with Dai Mubai for waking him up at this time. If Dai Mubai couldn't give him an explanation, he swore to burn his showy golden hair with Phoenix Fire!

"Fatty, Chi Ping is level 30 now."

Dai Mubai suddenly said.

"Level 30 is level 30, what does it have to do with us? Wait!"

Ma Hongjun also reacted, and then screamed like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on.

"Fuck! Could it be that the guy ate too many mushrooms and had hallucinations in his brain?"

Just like half a year ago, Dai Mubai slapped Ma Hongjun on the back of the head.

"so rude!"

Ma Hongjun was too lazy to pursue the matter about Dai Mubai’s slap.

"Boss Dai, let's go find Teacher Zhao right away. He will definitely be able to tell whether Boss Ping has really reached level 30!"

Food-type soul masters are notoriously difficult to improve, and Ma Hongjun couldn't believe that Chi Ping could break through the level 30 barrier so quickly.

"That's what you said last time Chi Ping broke through level 29." Dai Mubai said dimly.

Ma Hongjun was very excited. "Last time was last time. Besides, can the difficulty from level 28 to level 29 be the same as that from level 29 to level 30? Boss Dai, don't just believe whatever Boss Ping says. What if Boss Ping is wrong?"

Ma Hongjun successfully convinced Dai Mubai, or rather, Dai Mubai refused to believe that Chi Ping had another breakthrough so soon.

The two hit it off immediately and trotted towards the lower playground where enrollment took place.

Chi Ping's breakthrough to Soul Master is a big deal and will definitely alert the dean. Instead of looking for Zhao Wuji everywhere, it is better to go directly to the dean.

Flanders' office is his residence, not far from the small playground.

"Xiaobai, Hongjun, you are here. I just happened to have good news to tell you. Xiaoping has broken through to the Soul Master level!"

As soon as he entered the door, Flanders told Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun the "good news" that broke their hearts.

“Haha…haha!”

“Haha…haha!”

The two of them forced out ugly smiles.

Snapped!
Snapped!
"You two brats, does Xiaoping's breakthrough to Soul Master make you feel very uncomfortable?"

Zhao Wuji slapped the two brothers' bitter smiles away with two slaps.

"congratulations!"

"congratulations!"

"We have something else to do, so we'll go to the playground first."

Flanders smacked his lips and could see at a glance the envy and bitterness in Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's hearts.

"Mr. Zhao, pack up your things and take Xiao Ping and Xiao Bai to the Xingdou Great Forest to get spirit rings tomorrow morning. Xiao Ping and Xiao Bai should not train today, go back to the dormitory to rest for a day to adjust your condition. This is not just about Chi Ping alone, but also a common experience for the two of you. Before you encounter a thousand-year-old spirit beast, Mr. Zhao will not take action easily, everything depends on you."

"Hongjun, stay here. I want to tell you something."

……

"Dean, do you have anything to tell me alone?"

"What? You don't even want to call teacher?" Flanders teased.

Ma Hongjun said with a bitter face, "Teacher."

Flanders nodded in satisfaction, then adjusted his expression and said, "You are very unwilling."

Ma Hongjun lowered his head and said nothing.

"If I met a classmate who improved two levels in half a year and had no threshold to break through when I was in school, and I worked so hard every day but couldn't catch up with him, I would feel unwilling. But..."

Flanders' eyes sharpened.

"You really think your efforts can match Chi Ping's!"

"Can you get up on time at five o'clock every day and train your physical fitness regardless of rain or shine? Can you endure the darkness and helplessness and train your spirit for nearly ten hours a day? If you can't do it, don't envy Chi Ping's cultivation!"

"Go back and think about it carefully. You will get as much as you put in. Instead of envying what others have gained, think about how much they have put in!"

(End of this chapter)