My apprentice in Douluo is the Pope

Chapter 113 Blah Lah Energy! (Please recommend tickets!)

"Then, what standard does Vice President Yang think is appropriate for training?" Flender continued.

He didn't say he agreed, but he didn't say he opposed Yang Zian's plan. He just asked such a question. Indeed, the final standard of training must be determined, otherwise Yang Zi'an said that Ning Rongrong could run three laps after training. That's not nonsense. ?
Yang Zian was not surprised that Flender would ask such a question, he is an old fox.

"Within a week, the standard for a soul master in the second ring!" Yang Zian said word by word.

Battle Soul Master, how is this possible?

Flender subconsciously wanted to refute, several soul masters including Dai Mubai and Tang San also had expressions of disbelief.Don't say it's a week, it's a lifetime, the strength and physique of an auxiliary soul master, it's impossible to compete with a soul master.

"Aren't you joking?" Flender asked with a slightly serious face.

"Dare to make an order, please witness in a week!" Yang Zi'an looked at the people around him and said without hesitation.

Although it's not his style to be sharp and sharp, it's not his style to hide clumsiness either, so let's come up with some means today.

"Okay!" Flender stretched out his hand and gave Yang Zian a high five as a vow. He wanted to see how Yang Zian could do something that his friend Yu Xiaogang couldn't even do.

"Let's start with the first class now, Oscar!" Flender said, looking at Oscar with his hands behind his back.

"Here!" Oscar responded hastily. As a veteran student, he naturally didn't dare to confront Flender, an old fox.

"Today's lesson is very simple. Oscar, you are the protagonist today. Today's lesson is that, except for Oscar, each of you must eat at least one of the two types of sausage produced by Oscar's soul power."

"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed when she heard Flender's words.

"Dean, what class is this called?"

Flender said grandly:
"This is called adaptive training. Let me ask you, is life or face important? When you can only choose one of the two, which one would you choose? Although Oscar's soul curse is a bit wretched, I said yesterday that he He is a food-type soul master who is born full of soul power, and his talent is extremely high."

"The Wuhun sausage he made is the best food-type Wuhun I have ever seen. During the academy, he was one of you, and you will experience it together. If you cannot reach a tacit understanding with him, you will Waste of best support partner."

"At the same time, this is also a training for your mentality. If you can't even do this, how will you survive in the world of soul masters in the future? In order to survive, you must use any means. Let alone eating a sausage, when your life is in danger, Even mice, cockroaches, and earthworms will eat them."

Hearing Flender's last words, the faces of the three girls present turned pale at the same time, obviously looking ugly.Especially Ning Rongrong, who already had the desire to vomit.

"This lesson is what each of you must do. Otherwise, there is no need to stay. Don't question my decision. On the first day each of you came here, someone told you, Shi Lake Academy cultivates monsters, not ordinary people. Oscar, start!"

Flender stood there with a cold face, with a stern and selfless look, and he told the students in front of him with his expression that no one should get away with it.

At this time, Oscar had already burst into laughter in his heart, his eyes obviously revealed a lewd light, and he took special care of Ning Rongrong.

If possible, at this moment he really wanted to go up and hug Flender and kiss him a few times, thinking to himself, Dean, I love you so much.By doing this, Flender not only made everyone have a sense of identity with him, but it was also a kind of extreme psychological satisfaction for Oscar himself.

Oscar stretched out his two hands at the same time, chuckled, and recited his soul curse.

"I have a big sausage."

"I have a small sausage."

One thick and one thin, two sausages with very different flavors appeared in Oscar's palm respectively.Hehe smiled and said, "Who will come first?"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun have both attended similar courses before, although they felt a bit shadowy, but they could still bear it. Just when the two of them were about to go forward and complete today's lesson with long pain rather than short pain, one of them snatched First.

Yang Zian stepped forward first, took Oscar's two sausages, and put them in his mouth lightly, chewing them as if enjoying the delicious food.

"Well, the taste is good. Compared with the food-type soul masters of the past, your talent is also one of the good ones, but your character and physical strength need to be improved." Yang Zi'an commented while eating.

Of course others didn't know that the past he was talking about was the ancient times, when the food-type soul masters were simply the heads of the clan!
They hold the best food in the clan, have the strongest physique, have terrible mental power, and have a very strong appeal.

The weaker food-type soul masters in ancient times couldn't survive at all. After all, there was a shortage of manpower at that time, and it was impossible to protect one person with a group of people, and at that time, soul beasts were rampant, danger would appear at any time, and you couldn't survive if you were not strong.

Therefore, food-type soul masters have explored their own methods of exercising their bodies, and their main means of attack is their own mental power.

But now that the times have changed, food-type soul masters have become subordinate soul masters. They need to rely on others to protect themselves, and they lack exercise, and their spiritual power will only be cultivated after they reach the soul sage. It has to be said that this is a tragedy.

Of course, everyone didn't know what year Yang Zi'an was feeling, they only thought he was talking about the food soul master he met, but is there any more talented soul master than Oscar in this world?

Yang Zian finished with emotion and said, "Oscar, try another spell?"

Flender frowned, another spell?

"Vice President Yang, this is not good. Oscar's spell comes from absorbing the soul ring, so I'm afraid to change the spell rashly."

In fact, Flender even asked Yu Xiaogang to read Oscar's spell, and it was the most perfect. Yang Zi'an said so rashly, how could he change it at will?
"Oscar, when you summon the sausage, say something like ba la la energy, Shakaraka, come out and try the little sausage." Yang Zi'an looked at Oscar without any doubt.

This spell was not made up by Yang Zi'an, but he had met a food-type sausage soul master a long time ago, and the soul master didn't know any spells at all, so Yang Zi'an thought of a spell for him.

That was the first human food-type sausage soul master with the title of Douluo. Of course, it is too far away from now, and it is impossible to study it.

But Yang Zi'an dared to conclude that Oscar definitely had some connection with that person. If so, why not give it a try?

After all, the peach-eyed guy did not have the help of fairy grass, but his final achievement was level 99, thanks to the spell bestowed by Yang Zian, which was engraved in their bones and genes.

The power of the first generation of spells is by no means comparable to the current spells!

"Oscar, I told you not to try it, just make the next one." Dai Mubai said with a smile, this is simply nonsense, okay, how could a food-type soul master change spells?
Flender also nodded to indicate to Oscar to continue the production. He even suspected that Yang Zian came here to cause trouble.

But under the threat of Yang Zian's eyes, Oscar still yelled that shameful spell: "Balala energy, Wusha Karaka, come out with little sausage!"

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