Douluo: My spirit is the earth

500 meters above the sky.

Yueguan stood in the air, looking at the strange flying instrument in front of him with strange eyes. When he got here, he could already see the slender spider silk. When he lowered his head, he saw the familiar figure.

Seeing the blue-haired boy wearing a silver bat mask, Yueguan chuckled. Apart from this little guy, who else in Wuhun Hall would make such a weird thing.

Xili said nervously, "I've met Elder Ju."

Yueguan nodded slightly, "Did he make this thing?"

Healy replied honestly, "I don't know either. He came to me today with this thing."

Yue Guan nodded slightly, then grabbed a corner of the kite and flew directly downwards.

When the two began to descend, An Yichen had already seen them, so he quickly put away the Earth Martial Soul. At the same time, the two soul rings under his feet rose, and he shouted softly, "The second soul skill, spin!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The handle rotated rapidly on the round tube, and the already loose spider silk was also quickly wound, but the speed of rotation was definitely not as fast as the speed of flight. Before he could finish wrapping, Yueguan had already flown down with Healy.

The golden stamens flashed, and the rope that originally tied Healy was cut off. Yueguan turned around and asked, "Boy, what are you doing?"

An Yichen smiled and said, "Kite."

Yue Guan raised his hand to his waist, thought for a moment and said, "Did you go out to do it that night three days ago?"

An Yichen was startled. Everyone knew that Titled Douluo's perception was so powerful. Then what little games he and Hu Liena played were known to these people?

"Elder Ju is so powerful, he can spot me going out even from such a distance."

Yue Guan raised his eyelids and said, "I saw you being mysterious when I was walking around at night, but you actually made such a weird thing."

An Yichen immediately relaxed in his heart. If Titled Douluo's perception was really that powerful, he would have to be more honest. Otherwise, if Bibi Dong didn't like it one day, she would have to kill him directly?

He said in a flattering manner, "How about it, Elder Ju, isn't my invention interesting? Isn't it very useful? He can fly very high. As long as he is equipped with some props, his investigative ability will be absolutely powerful!"

Yue Guan sneered and said, "It's indeed good. You can die faster. Can this piece of shit be as good as the flying soul skill?"

An Yichen pursed his lips. Let's talk about academics. It's meaningless for you to use force. Can superpowers and technology be the same thing?

Yue Guan said warningly, "Don't leave this thing around in the future. Many guards have already noticed it before. All it takes is one order and thousands of arrows will be fired!"

An Yichen looked startled and turned to look at Xili. As a result, the other person's face turned pale with fright, and he had obviously thought of the consequences.

He was really negligent in this regard. The shooting skills of these soul masters in Douluo Continent were very strong. Once they shot an arrow, they would definitely turn Healy into a hedgehog.

He couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "I was careless this time. I don't know how to use this thing."

Yue Guan nodded, then looked at him and said with satisfaction, "Your soul power is improving at a good rate. Keep it up. Although you can't do combat training until you recover from the injury, as a soul master, there are still many aspects that need to be improved. Don't Slack off!”

"Don't worry, Elder Ju, I will work hard to practice." An Yichen said quickly.

He had just completed the first course of treatment, and before he could rest for two days, Elder Ju arranged a big show for him. The sour and smelly beggar's uniform was still fresh in his mind, so how could he dare to slack off?

After being a beggar for three months, I am a little bit more accurate in judging people, but I was beaten out of it.

But when it comes to disguise, it is simply horrific. It is not that he has achieved a staged victory in three months, but that the ghost elder has given up on him.

There's nothing he can do about it, An Yichen has this kind of temperament, he just pretends to be incompetent, and he's No. 1 in eating.

How could a highly qualified nine-year-old boy possibly lie to others?

"It's best that way, I'll keep an eye on you!"

Yueguan glanced at him, then turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the sky.

An Yichen was a little dazed for a moment. This serious injury still had a great impact on him. At the very least, it is unrealistic to practice as before. At most, it is to improve soul power. If you want to improve your strength, you need other things. Special approach.

Suddenly, he felt his sleeve being tugged. He turned around and saw Healy's big, innocent eyes. He said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Actually, we can go and play outside the city. As long as we stay far away from Wuhun City, we won't be attacked by the guarding soldiers." Healy said in a low voice, looking a little eager to try, like the kind of child who hasn't had enough fun. .

Play? !

Pong!

An Yichen's face darkened after hearing this. After hearing this, he didn't know that the kite this time did not scare him, but was treated as a toy.

Damn it, he hasn’t even played it!

Feeling a little angry, he couldn't help but hit Healy on the head with his fist.

"Ugh~ It hurts so much, what are you going to do?" Healy groaned, covering his head.

An Yichen put away the manned kite he made with a gloomy face. It was fine that he didn't know about it before, but now he still wants to play. The punishment he deserved had no effect. Instead, it made Xili feel relieved and very angry.

He looked at Healy with twinkling eyes, thinking about how to punish this guy. This time he was going to change his mind, and he would definitely not make things worse.

Or else use torture directly?

Paolao is too cruel, I'm afraid West Germany will hunt him down if he finds out.

He now wants to learn a kind of magic - digging out the bones, and he only needs to give Healy a shot, and then the breath will come out.

Seeing the cold light flashing in An Yichen's eyes, Healy couldn't help but shiver and asked in a low voice, "Silver Bat, can I go back now? I have Teacher Cong Ying's class in the afternoon!"

An Yichen's eyes suddenly lit up, Teacher Cong Ying's class?

That's a good relationship. Wouldn't it be a pity to be a student and not skip classes?

When a student does not enjoy the care of the teacher, is it considered a complete student life?

When he was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Cong Ying, it seemed that this guy was still taking the lead and laughing out loud!

Killing someone with a borrowed knife seemed pretty good. After Healy skipped class, he just sat there and watched how Cong Ying punished the student who skipped class.

So he said solemnly, "Class? What class? What's so good about taking classes? Do you still need to take classes with your grades? An auxiliary soul master can beat you twice. It's a waste of resources for you to take classes."

"Silver Bat!" Healy was so humiliated that he immediately lost his guard. The way he gritted his teeth made his handsome face become a little distorted, and he shouted An Yichen's nickname in a dark voice.

Taking a deep breath, Healy knew that the other party still wanted to punish him, so he asked, "What are we going to do if we don't have class?"

An Yichen tilted his head and pondered slightly, then said, "If you don't go to class, of course you are fishing. We will take you to the moat to fish!" After saying this, he smiled sadly.

"Isn't this bad?" Healy said with a somewhat reluctant expression.

"No? I just said yes!" An Yichen pulled him directly towards the city gate, but did not see Healy's excited eyes.