Douluo's martial soul Barrett

Midday.

Han Haotian got up and left the dormitory, heading towards the dining hall.

If it didn't surprise him, those people from Shrek should all be there at this time.

Still far away from the dining hall, Han Haotian heard the fat man shouting excitedly to the sky.

"Damn, this feeling of no longer being dominated by evil fire is so great! I can finally find a girlfriend!"

"Damn fat man, what are you yelling at? Don't you know to be quieter in public places?" Xiao Wu's cooing voice followed closely.

The corners of Han Haotian's mouth curved slightly, and then he walked forward.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's voice came from the side, "Xiaotian, what was that little fat guy screaming about just now?"

Turning his head to look, Han Haotian found Zhao Wuji and Flender walking towards this direction.

"It sounds like Fatty has escaped from the evil fire." Han Haotian said with a smile.

"Get rid of the torture of evil fire? Is this little fat man so arrogant now when he goes to Goulan? Is it worthy of such a high-profile publicity?" Zhao Wuji was a little dazed at first, then bumped Flanders beside him with his elbow and said: "Eh? Rand, Ma Hongjun didn’t learn all this from you, right?”

"Hmph!" Flanders snorted coldly, glared at Zhao Wuji fiercely, and then walked quickly towards the dining hall with a dark complexion.

This Ma Hongjun really went to the house to uncover the tiles without fighting for three days.

"Let's go, the show is about to begin." Zhao Wuji immediately grabbed Han Haotian's arm and followed Flanders' footsteps.

"Teacher Zhao, the fat man is going to suffer, are you still so excited? Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Han Haotian said speechlessly.

"What's inappropriate? I think it's very appropriate." Zhao Wuji immediately waved his hands and said: "Don't think I don't know, that little fat guy was planning me behind the scenes, so it's good that I didn't beat him myself. Now look Wouldn’t it be better for Flanders to take care of him?”

"Uh..." Han Haotianxin said, it turns out you know everything.

It seems that there is really no airtight wall in this world.

Following Flanders' footsteps, the three of them quickly arrived at the door of the dining hall. Just as Flanders was about to scold him, he heard Ma Hongjun's voice coming from inside again.

"By the way, how many levels have your soul power improved? I have improved infinitely. Now I am at level 38."

As he said this, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar again.

"Damn fat man, you're the only one who can play harp, do you really think we are worse than you?" Xiao Wu walked over and slapped Ma Hongjun on the head angrily.

Just as Ma Hongjun was about to retort, Flanders' voice came from the door, "Fat man, what did you just say? Your soul power is now level 38?"

"Dean."

"Zhao."

"Brother God!"

At this moment, everyone noticed the three people standing at the door and shouted quickly.

"What did you just say about your soul power level 38?" Flanders just nodded, then walked quickly to Ma Hongjun, staring at Ma Hongjun with two sharp eyes.

"It's just that the soul power has broken through. It's level 38 now." As he said that, Ma Hongjun set his sights on Han Haotian.

Han Haotian nodded slightly, indicating that he could speak out.

It's impossible to hide the sudden increase in soul power so much, so it's best to tell it honestly.

"Let me be clear, what's going on with your soul power? Do you think I would believe it after you improved to level eight in half a year?" Flanders grabbed Ma Hongjun's wrist and asked while inspecting it.

He was very afraid that Ma Hongjun had embarked on some evil path, and it seemed that only those evil soul masters could achieve the eighth level of soul power in one year, and it happened that they had just eliminated a group of evil soul masters more than half a year ago.

This has to make Flanders think more.

Due to his impatience, Flender's hand was a little strong, and Ma Hongjun was so strong that he shouted: "Teacher, it hurts...it hurts...it hurts!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun wailing there, Han Haotian stepped forward and said, "Dean, I can explain this matter. Fatty didn't do anything extraordinary."

"Then explain it to me." After hearing this, Flanders let go of his iron-like hands and turned to look at Han Haotian.

"The reason why Fatty's soul power was able to increase several levels in a row and he was able to completely get rid of the evil fire's control was because I gave him a fairy grass."

"Ambrosia? Is it medicine?" Flanders asked subconsciously.

Han Haotian nodded.

The meaning is similar, except that the grass jelly is more advanced.

Flanders frowned slightly and said: "Using drugs to enhance soul power can indeed increase a lot of strength in a short period of time, but as far as I know, the side effects are also serious."

"You are all the proud sons of heaven. It is not okay to encourage others to grow."

Han Haotian shook his head slightly and said: "Dean, although the jelly grass I gave them can be regarded as a kind of medicine, they are nothing compared to those medicines with side effects."

"These jelly herbs of mine are specially selected to help them strengthen their foundation and improve their strength perfectly without any side effects."

"Is what you said is true? Do you still have any more? Give me two." Zhao Wuji on the side heard these words and immediately stretched out his hands.

"..." Han Haotian.

"Don't interrupt." Flanders pulled Zhao Wuji over angrily and continued: "Are these fairy herbs you mentioned really so magical?"

Han Haotian said confidently: "Of course it is so magical. Dean, didn't you just check the fat man's body? What did you find?"

"The evil fire in Hongjun's body has indeed disappeared. It cannot be said that it has disappeared. It has just become purer. In the past, his flames had too many impurities, which also caused his flames to be very harmful to himself."

After Flanders finished speaking, he said to Ma Hongjun: "Use your flames to attack me."

"Teacher? This?" Ma Hongjun hesitated.

"Hurry up." Flanders glared fiercely.

With this glare, Ma Hongjun was immediately frightened. Without saying a word, after being possessed by the martial spirit, he directly shot a phoenix line of fire towards Flanders, "Phoenix line of fire!"

The phoenix fire rays shot were wrapped by Flanders' soul power. At this time, everyone could also find that the color of the phoenix fire rays shot by the fat man was purer.

In the past, although the overall color of his flame remained unchanged, some black impurities could still be seen inside with the naked eye, but now none of them can be seen.

The flames turned pure red.

"Not bad." After feeling the power contained in the new version of Phoenix Flame, Flanders nodded, then squeezed it and exploded it.

Turning around to look at Ma Hongjun, Flanders looked satisfied, patted his shoulder and said: "Although you are now level 38, you can't be proud, because this is not achieved by your practice, so the next time will be spent first. Don’t be in a hurry to break through and focus on controlling your soul power, you know?”

"Yes, teacher." Ma Hongjun nodded heavily.

Of course he won't be proud anymore. He has already thought about it. He will make a splash in the continent-wide senior soul master competition in a year's time, and then attract the attention of thousands of girls, letting them cheer and scream for him. That scene must be awesome.