Chapter 13: Xiao Lie Wants to Become Stronger

In the following days, no noble dared to cause trouble for San Shen. Ye Wen proved with his strength that even though his martial spirit wasn't an offensive spirit, the aristocratic scum was definitely no match for him.

After experiencing this defeat, Xiao Lie became much calmer than the careless, arrogant, and domineering person he used to be. His eyes were always shining with thoughts.

"In a year, I will be 12 years old, but by then my soul power might not even reach level 15. Why is that boy so much stronger than me? And my martial spirit is still an offensive beast martial spirit."

After thinking hard for a long time, Ye Wen's calmness and determination in battle kept coming to mind.

Looking at his weak cultivation, Xiao Lie felt a strange sensation in his heart. He understood that the reason he was such a scoundrel was purely his own fault. And he was still a poor student who didn't pay attention in class. He wanted to get stronger, but he didn't know how, and he began to feel anxious inside.

"No, I must become stronger. Even if I can't get the noble title, I can't continue like this. I want my mother to have a better life. If I practice seriously, my father said that no matter how hard it is, I can reach the level of Soul Master. Even if I'm not as good as him, I can still live well and be respected."

He seemed determined. With this determination, Xiao Lie's eyes were fierce, and he began to strengthen his resolve.

"Boss, I heard that two new products arrived at Cuiying Building. That one with soft skin looks interesting. We can go there and have some fun." Xiao Lie's military adviser, known for his dog-like head, noticed that his boss had been unhappy lately. Knowing it was time to act, he quickly approached to please him.

But Xiao Lie was unmoved and looked at him, saying, "Go alone if you want. Don't follow me anymore. I want to practice seriously."

After saying this, Xiao Lie turned and left, heading towards Sanshe.

Seeing this situation, the loser couldn't help but freeze on the spot, but looking at Xiao Lie's determined look, he didn't dare to continue pleasing him.

"Damn, all that hard work was in vain!" said the depressed doghead.

The so-called aristocratic group of Notting Junior College is actually a small part. Most are local self-employed students. Although they don't have aristocratic status, they are quite wealthy. However, if their families want to rise, they need to flatter the nobles, as some of them possess many precious resources.

The loser is obviously this kind of person. He can't please the main nobles. However, although Xiao Lie is not a noble in the orthodox sense, he can still help the city lord and bring convenience to his family, but it was a pity that the plan failed before he even started to implement it, which made him very irritated.

After all, it's a pity that he is still a child. If he were an adult, he would continue to bother Xiao Lie and express his loyalty, even if it were shameless. Although a Soul Master is nothing in larger cities, it is rare to be able to cultivate the qualifications of a Soul Master in this remote city.

At this moment, Xiao Lie came to Sanshe again, but when he saw Sanshe empty, he was a little surprised.

Now is the time to practice in the afternoon, and most people return to their dormitories to practice quietly.

But who told me where such a large group of people went?

But after all, it was the former head of Notting College. Xiao Lie asked a working student who came out to drink water in the next dormitory.

"Where are the people of Sanshe?"

The working student in front of him swallowed timidly, pointed to the back mountain, and whispered.

"The senior brothers of Sanshe are all practicing there. I heard it is their boss's original cultivation method."

Xiao Lie's eyes lit up when he heard about the unique cultivation method. To become stronger? Hearing that Ye Wen and the others actually had their own cultivation method, he suddenly felt excited and asked curiously.

"What kind of cultivation method is it? Do you know?"

The working student didn't respond for a moment. After all, investigating other people's cultivation secrets is a big problem in the world of soul masters, even for those students who haven't yet become soul masters, but he happened to take a look. In other words, basically, all students eager to become stronger took a look.

Seeing the working student in front of him hesitating, Xiao Lie insisted, unhappy, "Speak quickly!"

"I don't know the details. When I took a look, they were constantly lifting heavy objects."

"?" Xiao Lie murmured.

He left the student behind and walked in the direction of Ye Wen.

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

"Uh-"

"Ah!"

All kinds of heavy and painful breathing could be heard clearly, even though Xiao Lie wasn't close by.

After crossing a small forest, the cultivation of everyone in Sanshe was finally exposed in front of Xiao Lie.

The boys were shirtless, doing handstands, walking, push-ups, running fast, and so on.

Ye Wen, who was the target of Xiao Lie, squatted and stood up while holding a huge bar. The ground was drenched in sweat from his whole body.

"Hiss!" Looking at this scene, Xiao Lie couldn't help but contribute to the world's greenhouse effect.

He wasn't surprised by the training done by common students of Sanshe because his father often exercised his body this way, and he also warned himself when he was a child that a soul master not only needs to cultivate soul power but also their own body.

Otherwise, he would only become a third-rate soul master. However, it was a pity that he was still young at that time, and he quickly left those words behind.

What really surprised him was the barbell carried by Ye Wen.

If his eyes were correct, the barbell was made of pure iron, the same material as the weapons used by the guards at the door of his house.

It can be said that common weapons don't use much iron material, and the head of a weapon weighs only three or four kilograms.

But the barbell used by Ye Wen, according to Xiao Lie's visual inspection, probably weighed 800 kilograms.

Even if he were possessed by his martial spirit, he might not be able to lift this kind of weight, but Ye Wen could tense the muscles of his whole body. Even if Xiao Lie appeared, it wouldn't affect Ye Wen's squatting speed.

He approached and looked at the 100 kilograms marked on the iron plates of the barbell. Xiao Lie carefully counted and found exactly eight iron pieces, weighing 800 kilograms. He was secretly horrified.

"With this power, but not a beast martial spirit, how did this guy train his body! Even if he didn't have a martial spirit to possess him that day, I fear he wouldn't be able to resist even a punch."

At this moment, Ye Wen also ended his physical training, not because of Xiao Lie's interruption, but because the standard he set was achieved.

More isn't enough.

(End of Chapter)