The style of the characters is also very familiar to Ouyang, very similar to the unknown totem Anong.

Ouyang couldn't help but guess that Anon's position in this world might be related to some more advanced mysterious power.

This thought only lasted for a moment, and then he continued to concentrate without any distractions, trying to make the totem clearer.

This process is like a tug-of-war, with the totem constantly twisting. Once Ouyang relaxes even a little bit, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

Suddenly, the twisted and blurred totem unfolded, revealing a blue, simple-drawn plan.

Haiwangya!

Ouyang Weibai thought about it and immediately recognized what this totem represented.

Kyogre, the King of the Sea, is said to be the incarnation of the sea, the spirit that controls the water element and rainfall.

Due to the thought, Hai Huangya's totem instantly shattered, turned into crystal light particles, and condensed into a huge figure, which was Hai Huangya's true form.

The shape of Haikou Ya is somewhat like a whale, with a round head, a white chin, and two white pointed protrusions. The whole body is dark blue, with unusual mysterious patterns on its body, and energy-filled light flows from time to time.

There are two huge pectoral fins on both sides of his body. There are four white square blocks on the tips of each pectoral fin, and there are irregular marks on them, which should be some kind of power runes. The tail is split into

Four strips, the inner strips are smaller than the outer strips, and they float continuously with the ups and downs of the body.

After a few breaths, this behemoth composed of tiny light particles collapsed instantly, and countless light particles poured from Ouyang's mind into his limbs and a hundred points.

Ouyang could clearly feel the blood flowing all over his body accelerating, and there was a numb feeling all over his body, as if an electric current was constantly jumping in his blood vessels.

As this electric tingling sensation appeared all over his body, including his scalp and toes, Ouyang gradually felt that the capillaries under his skin seemed to be trying to break out of some shackles.

"Wow~~~~~~"

When the impact reached its peak, the energy and blood instantly returned to the atrium of his chest like an ebbing tide. He could feel that some of the light particles returned to his mind and became part of his thinking.

"Well done, your talent is better than I thought."

Ouyang Weibai slowly opened his eyes and saw the nightmare god floating quietly in front of his window.

The sun has already risen outside, and the faint sunlight shines on the body of the Nightmare God, making the silver-gray lines on his body "blinking", shining and extremely beautiful.

"Is it... already morning?" Ouyang looked out the window in surprise.

"Yes, it's just like dreaming. It's hard to notice the loss of time."

Ouyang feels that his thinking has become more active, his mind has become clearer, and his body seems to be more powerful. As for other changes, he has not noticed them yet.

"What is the totem of your first meditation seed?" the Nightmare God asked.

"It's Sea Emperor Gaioka." Ouyang replied, "I feel that my mental power and strength have increased."

If you have the opportunity, you must get a "brain" or "picture book" or something to digitize your strength and feel your growth more intuitively.

Although you can knock on the mirror to see your own four-dimensional attributes when you return to your apartment, it is still somewhat inconvenient.

Only by keeping track of your own growth data can you have a greater sense of accomplishment.

"The incarnation of the sea... If this is the case, then the physical fitness should also be improved, but because it is the first time to use it, the improvement is the strongest."

The Nightmare God said, pointing to the electronic clock: "It's already six o'clock now. Get up and go train. Feel the changes in your body and adapt to your improved body."

"Okay, that's exactly what I meant."

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"Assistant Ouyang, good morning."

In a breakfast shop not far from the gym, Hongxin greeted Ouyang with a bowl of ramen.

"Morning, Hongxin. What a coincidence that you are also having breakfast here." Ouyang Weibai turned his head and replied casually.

The meditation seed itself has no energy, it just acts like a switch. Its collapse will cause the body to break through certain shackles in an instant, thus increasing its strength.

Ultimately, it still depends on the original energy in the body.

The Broken Meditation Seed consumed a lot of energy last night. Ouyang had already eaten his fourth bowl of ramen, but he still didn't feel full.

"Yes, I live above the breakfast shop." Hongxin said, and walked to the opposite side of Ouyang and started eating by himself.

Neither of them are talkative, and they are not familiar with each other, and have a good upbringing of "no words when eating, no words when sleeping", so they were silent for a while.

Although it's a little worse than Lao Mai's noodles, it's not too bad.

One was a teaching assistant who had just made a breakthrough and needed to replenish a lot of energy, and the other was a martial arts master who had a huge appetite after practicing since childhood. The two of them finished ten bowls of ramen in a short time.

After Ouyang finished eating, he wiped his mouth and felt that it was almost enough. He would have some more snacks after class.

Hongxin, on the other hand, looked dumbfounded. He thought he was already good at eating, but he didn't expect that this so-called "competitive" assistant coach could eat better than him.

Before he came, Ouyang had already eaten four bowls, which is equivalent to eating fourteen bowls of ramen in the morning.

I guess Shota-sensei is only at this level, right?

As expected of the man who had dinner with Shota-sensei, he is truly extraordinary!

Presumably the so-called "no combat effectiveness" is just modesty. It is very likely that the other party has a combat effectiveness that is not inferior to that of a teacher!

Hongxin smacked his lips, and looking at Ouyang's tall figure, who was a head taller than himself, he felt more and more that his idea made perfect sense.

The upright Hongxin has equated appetite with combat effectiveness.

For martial arts masters, this is indeed a very intuitive division of levels, and they are wondering whether they should tell their companions this little secret.

Rumors about restarting cultural classes in the gym had spread, and he had heard about it a little bit.

Hong Xin couldn't deny this, he just thought it was a specially arranged concoction in his cultivation life, specially used to make him relax. Those classmates who were also martial arts masters also thought so.

But people with superpowers are different. They have an IQ that is almost demonic, and at the same time they are also almost cold-blooded and rational!

This group of people arranged all their time extremely tightly and wished they could use every second.

Now a "cultural class" suddenly pops up to take up their precious time. These arrogant people will probably tear the so-called "cultural class teacher" to pieces.

Although they are harsh on themselves to a certain pathological level, their strength cannot be ignored.

Within a hundred years, Green Ridge City can become the second most powerful city after Liuli City, which has the oldest inheritance. This group of monsters can be said to have contributed a lot.

So this "assistant coach" who suddenly appeared in front of me and has no fighting ability may be in trouble.

It won't go away if you're beaten, but it certainly won't go away if you're humiliated.

But in front of me... As far as the other party's appetite is concerned, it seems that he is not a little white rabbit with no power to control the chicken.

Hongxin thought silently, not even knowing when Ouyang left.

It's no wonder that Ouyang didn't say hello. Once a martial artist like Hong Xin is immersed in something, he will concentrate and completely forget about the surrounding environment, unless the other party shows hostility or murderous intent.

When Hongxin came to his senses, he found that assistant coach Ouyang had disappeared, and he felt that Ouyang was not simple.

Do you want to remind those people with super powers? Hongxin smacked his mouth.

However, even if they did say so, they might just treat the assistant coach as a loser...

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After Ouyang Weibai left the ramen shop, he went to participate in the morning training. In yesterday's evaluation, a large number of martial arts masters joined the gym's training team.

Ouyang guessed that maybe because they learned about the unknown enemy in two days, the gym planned to gather all the available forces for training.

"Hey, Ouyang."

"Good morning, Zhewu."

"morning."

Zhewu, a muscular man with a crew cut, is naturally among the team doing morning exercises.

It is still in the warm-up stage and the two of them can still communicate.

"Have you actually come to do morning exercises?" Zhewu looked a little surprised, "You must have just started to practice breathing techniques now."

As a veteran and well-known martial artist, Zhewu had an extremely sharp eye and could tell Ouyang's state at a glance.

"I've been hearing about it for three days, more or less. Oh no, the battle is going to happen in two days. I thought that even if I don't contribute to the battle, I should at least not be a hindrance." Ouyang replied.

That's what he said, but to be honest, Ouyang didn't feel the atmosphere of an approaching war in this group.

It's a bit like military training in the original plane? Or militia training? Anyway, it doesn't feel like fighting.

Everyone's expressions could not be said to be relaxed, but they were not too solemn either. They seemed to already know that the invading enemy would not pose any threat to Green Ridge City.

"Hahahahahahaha, it's not the turn of a clerk like you to come on stage." Zhewu smacked his mouth and said:

"That's right, you don't know, right? The Evil King already said during the evaluation yesterday that the incoming enemies can be defeated by our martial arts masters."

"That's it...that's really the best." Ouyang nodded.

But another thought couldn't help but arise in my mind: Can't the superpowers come on stage to help in this battle?

"Ouyang, are you sure you want to do morning exercise with us?" Zhewu looked hesitant, "I advise you not to do it."

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Zhewu pointed at the girl sitting on the telekinesis clay doll, floating in the air: "Our martial arts master's special training was personally prepared by the gym leader Feng..."
Chapter completed!