"You have developed quite well in the past few years since I left!" After entering, Madara looked at the decorated hall, which was not luxurious but was still very exquisite, and raised his eyebrows.
"Thanks to Miss Ye's help!" Li Jia said it directly without any concealment.
"Ye Lingling?" Madara pondered for a while and asked Li Jia tentatively.
Li Jia nodded without denying it, and admitted generously. "Now we can rest against the big tree to enjoy the shade!"
"Nine Heart Begonia? It's indeed a good choice!" Madara felt a little clear in his heart.
"We are just asking for some information for the Ye Family! We are just pawns rushing in front!" Li Jia shook his head and said quite self-deprecatingly.
"Oh?" Ban seemed to hear an inexplicable meaning from Li Jia's words. Before he could ask the question, the Li family changed the subject.
"Brother, I'm here to help your friends Soul Hunting!" Li Jia turned around and looked at Tang San and others who had just stepped in. Although he was asking, there was a hint of certainty in his tone.
"That's right! Add a third Soul Ring to a kid who barely has some talent!" Spot nodded, his tone a little softer.
Li Jia looked at the group of children in front of him, who were only twelve or thirteen years old, but they actually came to hunt for the third Soul Ring, and couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips.
Sure enough, are all friends the same? Unexpectedly, Madara, a monster, is surrounded by monsters.
"However, Miss Ye brought over a boy who was a few years older than you before, and that person challenged you by name!" Li Jia seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Ban.
"Challenge me?" Madara sneered, feeling as if he was hearing a fantasy. "Does he have the qualifications?"
"Really! I think his posture is really no worse than yours!" Li Jia nodded heavily, as if he was afraid that Madara wouldn't believe it, and said matter-of-factly, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the back and see the training stone where you exercise!"
Madara was a little surprised this time. Under normal circumstances, the strength he showed at that time would be enough to defeat most Soul Master of this age group.
Soon, with the help of Li Jia, everyone in Shrek finally settled down, and Madara took advantage of this gap to go to the backyard alone, wanting to see what Li Jia was selling.
The backyard was empty except for a stone one foot high, which looked unusually abrupt.
This stone is black as a whole, but it is mixed with light blue embellishments. From a distance, it looks as magnificent as a starry sky.
This should be a rare ore, which has the hardness of stone and the toughness of iron. Madara accidentally got it in the forest. Later, he thought it was good, so he brought it back to use for exercise.
Looking closely, the ore is covered with dense scratches or marks of blows, but at this time it is dimmed by a huge fist mark in the center.
"This is this?" After settling down, Oscar first came to look for Madara and wanted to practice. When he came in, he found that Madara was actually standing in front of a strange stone. He couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the fist mark on it.
"This man is so strong!" Dai Mubai also followed him to the backyard. He also noticed the unusually conspicuous fist marks on the ore, and his eyes couldn't help but tighten and he thought to himself.
Tang San's eyes were staring at the fist mark, which was filled with scorched black marks. It was obvious that the other party had used Soul Skill, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Ye Lingling! It seems that the hero you talked about is not here?" A high-spirited young man looked at the training stone in front of him and said with a smile.
Behind him, Li Jia and Ye Lingling were standing there accompanying him, looking vaguely led by this young man.
"That young man named Ban really looks like you, the captain!" Ye Lingling looked at the young man with awe, which was a rare expression on her cold face.
"So what? It's just my shadow!" The young man stretched out his hand and gently touched the various marks on his face during training. He pursed his lips and said with pride and arrogance between his brows.
Ye Lingling didn't say anything, just frowned slightly, feeling that her captain seemed too arrogant and dared to make a conclusion before even meeting him.
"Then, leave this to him!" A flash of blue lightning flashed in the captain's eyes, and then Sisi blue lightning began to appear all over his body.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Martial Soul Possession!
The boy bathed in the thunder looked like the arrogant and arrogant God of Thunder. Under the influence of Martial Soul's beastly nature, a domineering and ferocious smile appeared on his face. His eyes that turned into vertical pupils looked cruel yet elegant, like a king among beasts.
The three Soul Rings under the feet, two yellow and one purple, slowly rose up, among which First Spirit Ring suddenly lit up brightly.
First Spirit Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!
The young man roared angrily, his voice was like the roar of a giant dragon, and the thunder and lightning in his left hand gathered crazily, vaguely forming the shape of a huge dragon claw. Then he was slowly lifted up by the young man, and he fiercely blasted towards the trial stone in front of him.
"This is my challenge!!!"
Strong? It is indeed very strong! For these Shrek people who call themselves Little Monster!
But for Madara, this is just a tool used for training during Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster cultivation!
However, who gives their best when exercising? It's ridiculous that he uses his full strength to compare with Madara's training intensity!
When Madara trains, he doesn't take off the weight and turn on the Eight Inner Gates, nor does he use his own Soul Skill!
"If it's only to this extent," Madara's eyes lit up brightly, like a child encountering a favorite toy. "What a good toy!"
I hope that when I see you again, I won't be shattered by the shock!
"As for the declaration of challenge?" Madara slowly raised his hand and made a fist with five fingers very slowly. It looked ordinary, as if he was just making a show.
There is no Soul Skill, there is no Martial Soul Possession!
Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on Ban Na's simple punch.
Madara moved, and the originally stationary fist gained kinetic energy in an instant, like a cannonball out of the barrel, and even knocked out the surrounding air at the moment of punching.
Like a meteor hitting the earth, the broken stones scattered in the courtyard, uprooting the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Even a few weak Soul Master couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the oncoming air waves.
"This!" Oscar took a few steps back and stretched out his hands to block him in front of him. At this time, a hand firmly pressed against Oscar's back to prevent him from being thrown away.
The one who took action was none other than Tang San. Seeing that the weakest Oscar couldn't resist, he was very considerate and pinched Crane Captures Dragon to help Oscar.
But at this moment, Oscar no longer cared about who was helping him, and looked at the scene in front of him with dull eyes.
The entire yard in front of him was in a mess, as if it had been hit by a hurricane.
Originally, the upper part of the training piece that others thought was indestructible had been blown apart, and rubble spread all over the yard.
Madara slowly retracted his hand and exhaled a breath of turbidity, but the sparkle in his eyes became even brighter.
Everyone only saw Madara's back that was unparalleled and domineering as he stood there, looking as if no one could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
For a moment, Madara and the unknown boy were at odds with each other!
Very good, cherish your next time! Because you will live in the shadow of Uchiha for the rest of your life!