MM Racing Chapter 532 You kid don't have a hidden second martial soul, do you?
Chapter 532 You kid don't have a hidden second martial soul, do you?
Chapter 532 You kid don't have a hidden second martial soul, do you?
"Now I'm someone who has cheat codes too!" Ye Nanxiao said, hands on his hips, a slightly proud expression on his face.
Xue Di frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Ye Nanxiao's ear, saying with displeasure, "If I remember correctly, 'gua' means having strong support, right? Xiao'er, do you think I'm not strong enough? That I can't help you?"
Ye Nanxiao tilted his head to ease the pain, staring at Xue Di with a shocked expression, as if asking, "Do you want to hear what you're saying?"
"Of course not! Xue'er is so powerful! And beautiful too! I'm more than satisfied!"
"Why not 10,000 satisfactions?" Xue Di asked, hands on her hips, bending down and bringing her pretty face close to Ye Nanxiao's eyes.
"Is Xiao'er beginning to show dissatisfaction with me?"
Listen to this, even the way they address each other has started to change, and the pressure just suddenly comes on.
Ye Nanxiao felt that his brain cells had never been depleted so quickly as today.
"Um, may I ask if I've forgotten any important dates recently?" Ye Nanxiao asked, swallowing hard.
The anniversary of meeting Xue'er? No, it's not here yet.
Xue'er's birthday? No, that can't be right! It's already over!
Ye Nanxiao felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Could it be that he had really forgotten something?
Wait a minute? The question is, why did Xue'er suddenly start pulling her own ear?
Xue Di blinked, thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "No."
"Aren't you satisfied that the big fox ran out?" Ye Nanxiao asked again.
"No," Xue Di said.
Ye Nanxiao breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hands above his head to make a heart shape, "Xue'er is my precious darling, always on my mind, how could she be some kind of cheat code!"
"What do you mean by 'precious'? Be serious!" Xue Di was clearly satisfied and reached out to pull Ye Nanxiao into her arms.
Ye Nanxiao suddenly realized that his face was really too dry and he needed to use more facial cleanser to moisturize it.
As his consciousness returned from the sea of spirit, Ye Nanxiao slowly opened his eyes.
"How was it? How much did you gain?" Elder Xuan asked, shaking the wine pot.
Ye Nanxiao turned to look at Elder Xuan, a golden light appearing in his scarlet fox eyes, and pure blood energy wrapped around his fists.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Elder Xuan's eyes. "Good, so eager to test their skills with me!"
After saying that, Elder Xuan put his beloved wine pot aside and gestured to Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao shot out once again like an arrow released from a bow.
Elder Xuan's body instantly swelled up, his muscles bulged rapidly, and his messy hair floated up against gravity, no longer obscuring his sharp eyes.
A series of sonic booms rang out, and the collision of fists and palms generated a large amount of aftershocks, triggering the protective measures in the training room once again.
Elder Xuan keenly noticed that, unlike the last time they clashed, Ye Nanxiao was using a set of fist techniques he had never seen before. The fist wind was as graceful as flowing clouds, and the fist force was as explosive as thunder.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the two exchanged hundreds of moves. Ye Nanxiao went from simply copying the moves from his memory to gradually becoming more proficient. Each move seemed to be etched into his mind, and he gradually began to suppress Elder Xuan in terms of technique.
Neither of them used any soul power; they fought solely based on their rich blood energy and their well-honed physical bodies.
The cultivation room was inadvertently covered by a dense golden soul power. Two figures stood in the doorway of the cultivation room; they were Cai Meier and Yan Shaozhe.
Ye Nanxiao's secluded cultivation room triggered the protective measures several times, attracting Yan Shaozhe's attention. Until the last time the protective measures were triggered, he came to the door of the cultivation room, only to have it opened from the inside.
"Shao Zhe, now that you're here, take a good look around. After this, could you give Xiao boy some advice?" Elder Xuan's voice transmission rang in Yan Shao Zhe's ear.
Yan Shaozhe stared in silence at the two men fighting purely with their physical strength.
Shockwaves tore at his robes, even cutting several holes in them, but Yan Shaozhe, who always paid attention to his appearance, had no time to care about his robes at this moment, his gaze fixed on the two people fighting in the training room.
At some point, Cai Meier came to Yan Shaozhe's side and stood beside him.
"Although Elder Xuan has held back, his external martial arts skills have already reached their peak. If you were in his shoes, could you handle the current situation?" Cai Meier asked.
Yan Shaozhe's eyes flickered for a moment before he said, "No, even if Elder Xuan chooses to fight against someone of equal cultivation level, I still cannot achieve an equal footing in close combat."
"Ye Nanxiao's boxing technique is extremely powerful. It's not in the records. Did he create it himself?" Cai Meier's eyes were filled with shock. Ye Nanxiao was able to clash with Elder Xuan for such a long time, and this boxing technique deserves the most credit.
"It seems so," Yan Shaozhe nodded slowly.
Elder Xuan and Ye Nanxiao exchanged punches simultaneously, the force of their punches generating a powerful gust of wind that blew away the dust in the arena.
Ye Nanxiao took dozens of steps back, skillfully dissipating the hidden force from Elder Xuan's fist, then clasped his hands together and bowed to Elder Xuan.
Elder Xuan stood still and shook his right hand. He was surprised to find that his right hand was slightly numb.
"Rest for a quarter of an hour, then you can consolidate your cultivation on your own. This morning you were being beaten down by me, but now you're fighting me to a standstill. No, I can't take it anymore. I need to go out for a walk." After saying this, Elder Xuan picked up his wine gourd and quickly slipped out.
Ye Nanxiao tore off the tattered cloth from his body, took out a robe from his storage ring and put it on, then bowed to Yan Shaozhe and Cai Meier.
"Dean Yan, Dean Cai."
Yan Shaozhe stepped forward, raised his hand, and slashed Ye Nanxiao's arm with a knife. The feedback made his expression even more indifferent.
Ye Nanxiao blinked and stared at Yan Shaozhe.
Does this old bastard think that I just fought with Elder Xuan and my health bar isn't low?
Did you come here specifically to provide an assist?
Yan Shaozhe pondered for a moment. He seemed to have heard thunder rumbling from Ye Nanxiao's body. The surging blood and qi were like thunder, indicating that the physical body had reached its peak.
"To be honest, you actually have a second martial soul and a second physical body, right?" Yan Shaozhe asked with his hands on Ye Nanxiao's shoulders, looking on expectantly.
Ye Nanxiao tilted his head back, covering his mouth and nose with both hands. "I shouldn't be affected by you and my IQ shouldn't plummet, right?"
"I've been here for so many years! Old Qian even knows which drawer in the refrigerator I usually put the eggs I buy. Old Yan, you're asking me if I have a hidden second martial soul? Are you out of your mind?"
Cai Meier covered her mouth and chuckled, making Yan Shaozhe feel embarrassed.
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"Ahem, I just wanted to confirm something. Although you have a beast spirit, I've never heard of any fox with an exceptionally strong physique. Could it be that you're a mutant?" Yan Shaozhe put one hand behind his back and the other fist to his mouth to cover his embarrassment.
"Yeah, I'm too poor. To avoid being bullied, I had no choice but to mutate," Ye Nanxiao joked.
The rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation. I only have 250 copper soul coins in my wallet, I'm definitely poor.
"You're poor? Old Qian is talking about you. You deliberately emptied out all your gold soul coins to make room for more rare metals." Yan Shaozhe glanced at Ye Nanxiao. The total wealth of this kid was probably richer than his own, a Super Douluo.
"Alright, you should rest well. Elder Xuan asked me to devise a plan for you for the next stage. I need to go back and think about it carefully." Yan Shaozhe patted Ye Nanxiao on the shoulder to encourage him, then turned and left.
Seeing this, Cai Meier reminded her, "Nannan's class isn't over yet, don't sneak away."
The door to the cultivation room closed again. Ye Nanxiao found a corner and leaned against the wall. The memories that had been integrated into his mind had not yet been fully digested.
His pupils turned gold again, and his eyes seemed to have changed as well.
The protective mechanism on the ceiling had a layer of illusory cover, intended to protect the concealment of the mechanism, but this illusory layer was nothing to Ye Nanxiao.
"Break through illusions, understand all things, comprehend the movement of stars, and see through phantoms."
"No matter how many mysteries surround the world, I have my golden eyes to see through them." Ye Nanxiao muttered to himself. The description of the golden eyes in his bloodline memories, after being transformed and translated by himself, was roughly the supernatural power to see through the fog.
In Ye Nanxiao's wandering thoughts, when he encountered an enemy skilled in hallucinogenic hand techniques, he could put his hands on his hips, give a wicked smile, and activate his supernatural power, "Eek! Good, I've fully unlocked it!"
The door to the cultivation room opened, and Ma Xiaotao strode in, her gaze sweeping around the room before settling on Ye Nanxiao.
"Xiao Xiaozi! Now your time belongs to Sister Xiao Tao!" Ma Xiao Tao rushed into Ye Nanxiao's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
"It's cultivation time. If you behave well, we can talk about it later when we get back," Ye Nanxiao said with a smile, gently rubbing Ma Xiaotao's cheek.
Ma Xiaotao sat up in Ye Nanxiao's arms, her eyes sparkling. "Okay, okay, I want to hear it tonight!"
Ye Nanxiao suddenly realized that he seemed to have dug a pretty big hole for himself.
"Tonight, I want to sleep, I just want to sleep!" Ye Nanxiao swallowed and said weakly.
"Hmm?" Ma Xiaotao narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, then nodded. "Yes, of course we need to sleep at night."
Xiao Tao Jie said it as a statement, right?
Ye Nanxiao touched his nose, sat cross-legged, placed his hands on his knees with his palms facing the sky, and began to circulate his soul power.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaotao also got into position and began to circulate her soul power.
The golden light in Ye Nanxiao's eyes had not yet faded, and he could clearly see even the tiny imperfections on Ma Xiaotao's skin.
Looking into Ye Nanxiao's golden eyes, Ma Xiaotao asked excitedly, "Xiaoxiao, have you cultivated a new ability?"
Ye Nanxiao nodded and smiled, "If the senior brothers in the academy who are skilled in illusions were to encounter me, they would probably have a headache."
"Breaking the illusion, good technique! Well done, you little rascal, you've secretly gotten stronger behind Sister Xiaotao's back again!" Ma Xiaotao puffed out her cheeks and said with dissatisfaction.
Ye Nanxiao blinked; something seemed off about this. "Then let's start cultivating now, and I'll help you become stronger?"
Ma Xiaotao's eyes darted around, and a mysterious smile appeared on her lips. "Okay, but I want to change seats."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Nanxiao watched helplessly as Ma Xiaotao snuggled into his arms.
(End of this chapter)