Douluo Zhibo Madara

On the second day, everyone got up early and started the day's training. After waiting for a long time, Flanders appeared in front of everyone.

"Well" Flanders just glanced casually, but found that the number of people was wrong. He frowned deeply and said, "Where is Oscar? Didn't he come back yesterday?"

"Come back, Dean, Oscar came back last night" Tang San quickly came out to explain, fearing that Flanders would be angry and punish Oscar.

"Then Tang San, go and find Oscar now. He is the protagonist of today's class." Flanders turned to Tang San and ordered.

"Well, he hasn't arrived yet?" Madara was about to jump out of the jungle at this time. He glanced at everyone and was a little unhappy when he found that Oscar was absent.

Madara's status in Shrek Academy is very special. He is neither a teacher nor a student. In short, no one can control him.

But at the same time, Madara occasionally mentored Shrek's people in his free time, which greatly helped everyone improve their strength, and was naturally acquiesced by Shrek's teachers.

Flanders just glanced at the sudden appearance of Madara and paid no attention to it.

Cao Cao was about to arrive. As soon as Flanders finished speaking, Oscar hurried over from the direction of the dormitory. As he ran, he excitedly shouted to everyone: "Dean, class brother, everyone!"

Before Oscar came over, Flanders gave him a stern reprimand: "Oscar, how dare you be late? Are you trying to run around again?"

Oscar shrank his head in fright. It was obvious that he had a shadow on running laps, and his pace was not as hasty as before.

"Tell me what's going on?" Madara asked Oscar, but the unhappiness in his tone was easy to express.

Oscar felt that if he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, Madara would really not mind tearing him down, so he hurriedly shared the reason why he was so happy with everyone.

"I have broken through level 30," Oscar replied simply, but his brows and eyes were full of undying excitement and joy.

"What?" Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, staring at Oscar in disbelief, especially Ning Rongrong.

You must know that auxiliary soul masters such as the food system upgrade very slowly compared to combat. Those who can reach level 30 at this age are very rare, not to mention the rarer food soul masters.

"Oh, it seems that he is still qualified," Madara was also slightly surprised, but then he said matter-of-factly.

Barely considered qualified. Do you think this is human language?

Ma Hongjun said slightly unconvinced: "This is barely qualified. How old were you when you broke through level 30?"

"Less than ten years old." Madara raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it difficult to break through level 30?"

"Uh" Ma Hongjun didn't know what to say anymore, so he found a corner and silently shut himself up.

"Alright, I'll take you to the Star Dou Forest tomorrow." Flanders said in a brisk tone, obviously secretly happy that his student had broken through level 30: "Let's train first."

"The content of today's training is that everyone has to eat Oscar's soul sausage." Flanders announced the content of this lesson directly.

"What?" Xiao Wu and the other three girls' faces turned pale, as if they had thought of something disgusting. Even Tang San and the other boys' expressions were not very good-looking.

It's not that they don't want to eat sausages, but Oscar's soul skills are too obscene and can easily make people think wrongly.

Flender pushed up his glasses and attacked everyone mercilessly: "This is a training for your mentality. If you give up such a powerful auxiliary partner just because of your inner reluctance, it is simply the biggest mistake in the world." joke"

"That's right." Flanders, who was rarely choked by Madara, who had always disliked him, echoed in a rare voice: "If you can't even do this, how can you talk about trying to survive in the soul master world? We must use all means to be able to eat even rats, flies, snakes and insects.”

At the end of the story, Madara's expression was cold, and the indifference of his tone was shocking.

The thought flashed through everyone's mind, Madara couldn't have really tried it all, right?

What they don't know is that when Madara was fighting in the ninja world in his previous life, eating these was a common meal when he was performing missions in the wild and had no logistics.

If you can't overcome this psychological barrier, you will definitely die without leaving any trace, because the cruel enemy will not let go of your slightest flaw.

When the girls heard Madara's words, they felt as if they had been there and had enjoyed such delicious food. Their faces turned pale and they retched several times and wanted to vomit.

"Sure enough, the flowers in the greenhouse, let alone the wind and rain, even a few insects can bite them to pieces," Madara mocked mercilessly.

Flender's face became extremely ugly, but he also did not refute Madara's words. He also knew the weaknesses of his group of students.

Compared with a killing god like Madara, these students in the ivory tower are like little white rabbits. Even though they have experienced additional training in Shrek Academy's Soul Fighting Field, they can never replace the baptism of blood.

Madara walked directly in front of everyone, looked at them with a sneer, and at the same time stretched out his hand to the stunned Oscar and ordered: "Bring Oscar the sausage."

"Oh oh oh, I have a big sausage, I have a small sausage." Oscar, who recovered from Madara's remarks, quickly recited the soul spell to conjure two sausages and offered them to him with both hands.

Madara grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it vigorously. At the same time, he mocked everyone: "Why can't I swallow it? I really thought my strength came from the strong wind."

Madara's sharp eyes swept over everyone. No one dared to look at him, and they all lowered their heads with a guilty conscience.

"I'll go first." Ning Rongrong raised her head sharply, gritted her teeth and said with great determination.

If Oscar's breakthrough shocked anyone the most, it was undoubtedly Ning Rongrong. After all, she had always thought that she was the most talented auxiliary soul master, but Oscar's appearance undoubtedly shattered his pride.

Ning Rongrong knew that she could no longer go on like this and had to grow up as quickly as possible in order to keep her reputation as the number one auxiliary spirit.

"Sausage" Flanders gestured with his eyes, and Oscar immediately understood what he meant.

"I have a big sausage." Oscar made the sausage as fast as he could in his life, and then looked at Ning Rongrong with an expectant look on his face, wanting to have the courage to try.

But in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Oscar's face full of expectations turned into vulgarity, looking extremely annoying.

Ning Rongrong took a fierce bite of the sausage, looking a little ferocious.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's cannibalistic eyes, Oscar felt a chill all over his body. He subconsciously took a step back, feeling that a certain part of his body was numb.

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar's timid appearance and happily chewed the sausage in his mouth. At the same time, his eyes lit up: "It's really good."

Ning Rongrong only felt a force flowing through her limbs and bones, and her tired spirit was also lifted.

Dean Flender is right, this Xiaoci's soul skill is indeed very useful.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong, a pretty girl, had eaten all the food, the others were embarrassed to follow.

Unexpectedly, the ordinary-looking sausage tasted pretty good, so everyone started to eat it happily.