"Hey! Where is Xiao Ao? Why didn't you see him?" After everyone met Madara, they suddenly realized that their companion Oscar was missing.
"There's probably something going on! Let's go look for it together!" Dai Mubai frowned, feeling that Oscar was a little abnormal.
"No need! I'll stay!" Ban shook his head, raised his chin, and told Shrek everyone, "You go first!"
"But Xiao Ao is a companion of all of us!" Ning Rongrong bit his index finger and frowned in concern.
"Of course I have my own reasons for staying!" Ban was quite impatient and didn't show any mercy to the little beauty Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, let's all go back first!" Tang San looked at Madara, who obviously knew something, and then at the anxious and worried people. He understood a little, and with thoughts in his eyes, he stood up and suggested. "Of course my brother has his reasons for doing this!"
Although Madara and Tang San have not seen each other for four or five years, after getting along for a period of time, the tacit understanding between the brothers has not diminished but increased.
If there is anyone in this world who understands Madara best, then this person must be Tang San!
Seeing what Tang San, the most steady among the crowd, said, Dai Mubai had no choice but to nod his head and decided to take everyone back to the Shrek Academy first.
As for their stingy Dean Flender, he didn't know where he ran off with the gold coins.
"Brother, be sure to take good care of Xiao Ao!" Rhombus Tang San walked at the end and specifically told Madara.
"Don't worry!" Ban's face softened for a rare moment, and finally he was not as cold as when facing the enemy.
"Is he your brother?" A figure walked out of the dark corridor and looked at Tang San and others walking away, asking with great interest.
"This is not something you should be asking about!" Madara's face instantly changed back to its original look. His gentleness will only be reserved for his relatives!
An elegant figure appeared from the corridor holding a glass of red wine. It was Jerry who had not been seen for some time. He said angrily, "Okay, okay! I understand! I understand!"
"Has anything interesting happened recently?" Madara turned a deaf ear to Jerry's complaints. The two had worked together for so long, so they couldn't be said to be close, but at least they had some tacit understanding.
"Speaking of this!" Jerry picked up the glass and drank it down in one gulp, his expression suddenly serious and said, "There is a team imitating your behavior and challenging Soul Fighting Arena everywhere! And they are coming here!"
"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Madara's eyes, but then he asked rather arrogantly, "Then let's see if we have the qualifications? What's the name of that team?"
"Imperial Fighting Team!"
Great Soul Arena Outside, the night sky was filled with twinkling stars. Under the gentle breeze, the vegetation made bursts of rustling sounds, and it looked extremely quiet.
"Huh!" Oscar was breathing heavily at this time, standing on his head and crawling around the entire Great Soul Arena in an extremely weird posture.
Ignoring the surprised looks of those around him, Oscar just kept thinking about Madara's promise in his heart, and even the incomparable numbness and pain in his body could not stop him.
The physical pain is second to none, but the mental struggle is even more painful.
Countless times, Oscar seemed to have a villain saying in his heart, "Stop and rest! Why do you have to work so hard to embarrass yourself?"
But every time Oscar fought back in his heart. "I want to be strong! I want to show my will!"
Although Oscar is a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, whose physique is many times stronger than that of ordinary people, it cannot support him to complete such heavy physical activities.
At this time, Oscar could no longer hold on, as if the world would spin and fall down in the next moment, and his consciousness had become blurred.
Just when he felt that the whole world was shaking, a pair of feet appeared in front of him.
Oscar braced himself, raised his head with great effort, and looked at the owner of the feet in front of him, who was none other than Madara.
"Brother Madara?" Oscar forced a smile, but then his body shook violently and he had no time to care for himself.
"Do you still want to keep going?" Madara stood beside him with his arms folded and looked on coldly. "It seems like you don't have the strength to finish!"
"No! I won't give up!" Oscar, as if thinking of the battles his partners had fought before, he could only hide behind them helplessly.
Although none of his friends thought this way, Oscar knew deep down in his heart that he was a burden and a hindrance and could not do anything.
"No! It will never be like this forever! It will definitely change!" Oscar A voice roared in his heart, and his body, which had been exhausted, suddenly surged with strength.
Madara still stood there, silently watching Oscar slowly walk away in a funny handstand posture, as if a certain string in his heart had been touched.
Can hard work really make up for talent? This is so difficult for even Madara to figure out. After all, in the previous life of Shinobi World, most of the people who could become famous ninjas were extremely talented, including those who worked hard.
If there is any ninja who does not have the talent to become a strong person, but makes up for it with his own efforts, it is only that lineage!
If it can really complete these three laps, then the size of Oscar is barely adequate!
Just like that, one lap, two laps, three laps! Oscar wanted to fall every time, but every time he persisted resolutely.
The body is overdrawn again and again, and is on the verge of the limit again and again. Soul Power has obviously been exhausted, but every time it can squeeze out a little more.
In the end, even Oscar didn't know what he was doing? His mind was just blank, leaving only his body's instinct to move forward.
"Hmm! I'm barely qualified!" Madara looked down at Oscar, who was lying motionless on the ground and could only breathe heavily, and said in a neutral tone.
"Hahaha! Haha!" Oscar just lay there and laughed wildly, even crying.
He succeeded! He finally has the qualifications to become stronger and stop being a burden!
"Starting from tomorrow, come back to me after completing other training!" Madara glanced sideways at Oscar. After leaving these words, he climbed up the tree like a cliff and began to run and jump in the woods.
"Hahahaha!" Oscar turned over with difficulty and looked up at the bright starry sky, with a smile hanging on his face.
Can I also become a strong person? Am I finally no longer a burden? Can I really fight side by side with my friends?
Oscar got up unsteadily, and then staggered towards the Shrek Academy.