Douluo: Wuhun Pig Man, all generations help me to be invincible

Chapter 91 Come, Take Off Your Clothes

"Brother Mo, did something happen outside just now?"

Ma Hongjun looked at Xie Mo with curiosity, while the people next to him were still toasting each other. Having traveled around the mainland, they knew that there were some things they couldn't ask. What's more, they were retired, so why should they care so much?

"I was tricked by a bastard. Damn, so irresponsible. No wonder my father, wife and son are dead."

It was a rare occasion that Xie Mo cursed. On the surface, his strength was just that of a great soul master, but that fallen soul master was a soul emperor. It was obviously a piece of cake for Tang Hao, but in order not to alert the enemy, he had to clean up Tang Hao's mess.

After Xie Mo burst out with all his strength to destroy the fallen soul master, he could no longer find Tang Hao at the original place. Xie Mo was speechless after killing people from the Spirit Hall and asking the Spirit Hall to take the responsibility for him.

What a great Haotian Douluo.

Looking at the angry Xie Mo, several people shuddered in their hearts, and then felt a little ashamed and angry. The other party was just a great soul master, what was there to be afraid of.

But the murderous aura on the other side——

Without thinking any further, everyone continued to drink and have fun.

……

"I didn't expect that I would really leave."

Flanders looked at the brand new plaque and sighed. He had betrayed the promise he made to himself and the promise he made to his good brothers.

"Boss Fu, why are you still talking? It's getting uncomfortable living in the village anyway. Why not go to that Blue Bully Academy and live there?"

Zhao Wuji slapped Flanders' shoulder hard, causing him to stagger. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. After all, this was the place where he had lived for many years.

Flanders used his soul power to shake Zhao Wuji's hand away and rolled his eyes silently. He was very sad.

After Xie Mo talked with him that day, he realized that he had to go to Tiandou City with him because Xie Mo had grasped his sore spot.

Flanders thought that he was not a man with extraordinary luck. Picking up these geniuses was already an achievement. He knew that he had an appointment with the Spirit Hall. If he continued, he might really make Mao angry. He didn't dare to take the risk.

Ma Hongjun is his apprentice, his successor, and the inheritance for the rest of his life. It is almost impossible for him to find the next genius like him. He really raises him as his son.

As for Shrek Academy, he also knew that it was an unrealistic fantasy, but his old brothers had always supported him. He originally wanted to take it one step at a time with the only two remaining students, but the problems with his own apprentice needed to be solved urgently.

After a while of random thoughts in his mind, Flanders' regret finally turned into a sigh and dissipated in the wind.

At this time, Xie Mo was stroking his chin and looking at the sign of Shrek Academy. He said -

Whether Yu Xiaogang knew about Flanders' situation or not, his impression was that Flanders had told him that he would come here to retire in the future, or he had asked about it privately.

If it was the latter, it would be easy to deal with, after all, Shrek Academy did not hide its identity in order to recruit students. But if it was the former, what would Tang San do if he brought the little rabbit to Soto City and found out that he could not enroll in the school?

And Dai Mubai, who has no idea where he will hide and be a coward in this life. There is not even another academy in the continent with such special conditions and decent background as Shrek Academy.

If he hadn't met Tang San, he would probably have been captured and left to die after he grew up.

The plot is still passable to watch now, but in two or three years the content of the original work will at best be an intelligence reference. By that time, no one knows how strong his ability will be.

With a light snort and a glance at Ma Hongjun who was trying hard to look sad, Xie Mo couldn't help but secretly curse this kid's good luck.

In the original novel, he became the Phoenix God. Now he has teachers and friends around him, and he is helping them grow. If he fights for his own spirit, he can really become stronger without doing anything.

Fortune favors fools.

Xie Mo no longer cared about these things. After all, he grew up relying on Ma Hongjun's family background. In the original novel, Ma Hongjun was fine, but he relied on Ma Hongjun and his idol to soar to fame.

After bidding farewell to Shrek Academy, the group boarded the carriage and began their journey. Ma Hongjun also enjoyed the rare time alone with Xie Mo. They had never been apart for such a long time before. "Hongjun."

"Ok?"

Ma Hongjun woke up from his daze. Not everyone has the ability to practice in turmoil. As soon as Xie Mo got in the car, he closed his eyes and said nothing. He could only stare at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

"Next, I will teach you a set of skills. This set of skills may turn you from a genius into a monster, or it may turn you from a genius into a loser..."

After hesitating for a while, Xie Mo changed his words.

"Of course, you can practice this technique or not. Once you purify the evil fire, you will naturally become a top genius and there will be no need to take risks."

"Brother Mo, you actually still want me to practice."

After a moment of silence, Ma Hongjun scratched his head and said to Xie Mo.

"look at yourself."

Xie Mo did not give a direct answer, but his decision was already evident in his words.

He wanted to create a martial art that was uniquely suited to Ma Hongjun, one that could even constantly change his physique.

In addition to the martial arts skills that the martial arts god bestowed on him, he also had his amazing wisdom and understanding. Combined with his previous accumulation, it was very likely that he would succeed in creating a skill for Ma Hongjun, at least an ordinary practice skill.

But if Ma Hongjun really wants to see his back, he has to give it a try and really dare to give it a try.

In the original novel, the reason why Ma Hongjun did not inherit the position of God of Fire was not explained in detail, but it was because Ma Hongjun was just a little bit short of it and finally had to choose the position of Phoenix.

Why is it just a little bit short? The reason is that Ma Hongjun has been working just a little bit harder since he was a child.

Due to the evil fire, because Flanders knew nothing, and because Flanders really raised Ma Hongjun as his son, all these reasons led to cowardice and indulgence in Ma Hongjun's character.

Flanders didn't dare to gamble, so he took the other party to release it. Even if it was just drinking poison to quench thirst, Ma Hongjun quickly became addicted to it. His good soul power in the early stage was probably due to the dual cultivation.

It can be said that without Tang San, Ma Hongjun would be really useless. He would either become a fallen soul master or die from lust. This is the bitter fruit of the causes he planted in his childhood.

And now, Ma Hongjun no longer has Tang San to follow him, so he can't let Ma Hongjun become useless.

If Ma Hongjun dares to fight, he will try his best to bring a bright future to the other party. If the other party does not dare, he will have to lower his expectations of Ma Hongjun little by little, and finally give up supporting him.

This is not only a test for Ma Hongjun, but also a test for him.

"Then let's practice. After all, Brother Mo, you will definitely protect me."

Ma Hongjun seemed to not care at all and grinned at Xie Mo. The scene of a little boy holding a kitchen knife to protect him late at night seemed to appear in front of him again.

"You boy."

Xie Mo cursed with a smile. Although he had a good relationship with Dugu Bo, his deepest relationship was with Ma Hongjun. How could he forget the years when they supported each other?

"Come on, take off your clothes."

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, just in time to meet Xie Mo's half-smile, and then he looked at Xie Mo with horror.

"Brother Mo, don't~"

Ma Hongjun was like a good young wife about to be bullied by a bully, trembling with her hands clasped over her chest.

　Sorry, something happened at home. I'll take some time to write in the evening. Private Marseille orz
　　
　
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