Chapter 42: Body Spirit "Fat"

Since you said so, I will agree reluctantly.

"can!"

Mu Jin smiled slightly: "If anyone objects, you can raise your opinions as long as you can beat your squad leader."

The students in the audience immediately booed.

The fat student muttered, "Who can beat Boss Han Yu? If he glares at me, not only will he be killed, but he might even be embarrassed."

Surprisingly, the student with glasses next to him also nodded in agreement. It was unknown when the two of them got together.

Seeing that no one in the audience objected, Mu Jin nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Since there is no objection, then it is decided."

"Everyone stand up, assemble in the fighting spirit area!"

"Yes!"

All the students stood up instantly and headed towards the fighting arena.

On the way to the fighting spirit area, the fat student trotted over to Han Yu, his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Boss Han Yu, please be gentle later. I am weak and cannot withstand your attack."

Han Yu looked at him carefully, looking at his heavy fat, which flashed with an oily luster under the sunlight.

"Don't worry, since you call me Boss, I will definitely take good care of you and help you lose weight."

Han Yu said with a smile.

"No, Boss Han Yu, please don't scare me. I only have these two taels of fat. If I lose this fat, my strength will decrease."

The fat student heard this and said with a bitter look on his face.

"Is your martial soul the Pipi Elephant?" Han Yu asked curiously, thinking of a fat man.

"What elephant? My martial soul is far inferior to that. My martial soul is this body of fat." The fat man never stops talking until he shocks the audience.

Hearing this, Han Yu was slightly stunned, and then said: "The original martial soul?"

The fat man looked confused, obviously knowing very little about the original martial soul that Han Yu mentioned.

He couldn't help but ask: "Boss Han Yu, what is the body martial soul?"

"You don't know?" Han Yu looked surprised.

"I don't know. My family comes from a relatively remote city in the Tianhun Empire. I have some relationship with the local city lord. I spent a lot of money to get a letter of recommendation and was admitted to Shrek Academy."

When the fat man said this, it was obvious that he had some inferiority complex, which was not noticeable at ordinary times, but he hid it very well.

Han Yu led him to a remote corner. Mu Jin, who was standing nearby, saw what was happening but didn't say anything. She led the students to continue moving towards the fighting spirit area.

Han Yu whispered, "The main martial soul is a certain part of the human body. Generally speaking, the more important it is to the human body, the stronger the martial soul is. The top-level ones are comparable to super martial souls."

"For example, my Sharingan is my main spirit, and its part is my eyes. Do you understand?"

After Han Yu's explanation, the fat student finally understood and nodded woodenly.

Looking at his expression, Han Yu understood that the fat man obviously did not understand what he meant.

"Your martial spirit is not bad, on the contrary, it may be very strong, at least not inferior to the Pipi elephant I just mentioned."

"Ah? Boss Han Yu, didn't you say that the more important the body spirit is to the body part, the stronger it is?"

"My martial soul is just fat. I won't die if I lose a piece of meat. I really can't see where it's strong."

"You won't die if you lose a piece of meat, but what if you lose it all? Will you die?"

Han Yu smiled slightly. The fat man understood instantly, and then said excitedly: "Boss, do you think my martial spirit is top-notch?"

"It's not top-level, it may be a little worse, but if it is well developed, it will be no less than a top-level martial spirit. You can show me your spirit skills later."

Han Yu estimated that he didn't know whether the developed martial soul of fat was very strong or not, but it was disgusting anyway.

I had a general idea in my mind and planned to take a look at the soul skills first.

The fat man was very excited, and his fat flesh trembled when he laughed, completely covering his eyes: "No wonder you are so strong, it turns out that your martial spirit is a top-level martial spirit. By the way, my last name is Yuan, my name is GunGun, and I am eleven years old. You can just call me GunGun."

Hearing this, Han Yu's mouth twitched, and he looked at you carefully again. You can't tell at all that you are only eleven years old, younger than me. Then he nodded in agreement: "It's a good name, it really lives up to the name."

"Let's go, go, go"

Han Yu greeted him awkwardly, then walked towards the fighting spirit area.

GunGun took small steps and hurried to catch up.

The Fighting Spirit Area is located in the northwest corner of the Martial Spirit Department, not far from the freshman class nine.

Soon Han Yu and Yuan Gungun caught up with the main force and arrived at the fighting spirit area.

Mu Jin stepped onto the stage first and said, "I will be the referee for this practical training session, and Han Yu will be the champion. Whoever can defeat him will be given a Xuanshui Pill by the teacher."

Wow!
Xuan Shui Dan!
When Mu Jin said this, most of the students were shocked. Those who had never heard of Xuanshui Dan asked the students who knew about it.

"Cough cough!"

The bespectacled student coughed lightly, attracting most of the attention. He cleared his throat and said, "The Xuanshui Pill is said to be worth a fortune. Taking one pill can improve a soul master's innate deficiencies. It is made by a certain sect using dozens of precious herbs and the essence of soul beasts."

"It's very precious. Theoretically, after taking it, it can increase one's innate soul power by one level. Of course, the higher the innate soul power, the worse the effect. It is more suitable for people with lower innate soul power."

Han Yu looked at Mu Jin's painful expression and couldn't help but secretly praise her generosity.

Then he asked in a low voice: "GunGun, what is your innate soul power level?"

Yuan Gungun seemed a little embarrassed, and nodded his head and said, "I am only level seven, and because I am usually busy eating and drinking, my soul power is only level twenty-five now."

Innate level seven, soul power level twenty-five, Han Yu looked at Yuan Gungun with some surprise.

This talent is very strong. He can cultivate to level 25 even when he is busy eating and drinking. It seems that he must work very hard in his daily life.

"Although I know that your strength is entirely dependent on fat, you still need to make time to practice your soul power. After all, the higher the soul power, the stronger your strength will be."

Han Yu nodded, and then couldn't help but remind him.

Yuan Gungun nodded, seeming a little distressed: "I also want to practice hard, but my own practice speed is very slow, not even as fast as eating."

"Ok?"

Han Yu was stunned. What did he hear? Eating food increases soul power?

"You said that eating also increases your soul power?"

"Yes, Boss. Originally my family was quite wealthy, but with the awakening of my martial spirit and the large sum of money I gave to the city lord, my family is now almost bankrupt."

"I have been very restrained in the academy now, otherwise my soul power would have been higher by one level." Yuan Gungun said cautiously.

It seemed as if he was afraid that others would say he was a glutton. After all, it was impossible for most people to eat a wealthy family into bankruptcy.

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