Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The texture of this sausage is definitely not the kind that's full of starch.

It's actually a real sausage, very chewy, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

Before long, Wang Teng had finished eating ten sausages.

Almost as soon as he finished eating, a gentle warmth spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones.

At this moment, the muscle soreness that Wang Teng had accumulated due to the battle quickly subsided.

Instead, it gives you a feeling of being energetic and refreshed.

"Guest, the sausages I make with my first soul skill can help restore physical strength and soul power, and also promote the healing of minor injuries."

Oscar explained as he flipped the sausage, his tone tinged with a hint of pride.

"The effect is truly remarkable, amazing!"

Wang Teng praised sincerely.

"Hehe, it's just so-so."

Oscar was modest, but his smile grew even brighter.

"By the way, boss, please stop calling me a guest all the time."

"My name is Wang Teng. What's your name?"

Wang Teng spoke up at the opportune moment.

"My name is Oscar!"

The boy readily gave his name.

By this time, the sausages on the grill had become crispy and shiny, sizzling with oil.

Oscar quickly packed them into an oil paper bag and handed it to Wang Teng: "Wang Teng, your sausages are ready."

Wang Teng took it, and was about to chat a few more words with this future food-type soul master genius when Wang Sheng's voice came from behind him.

"Hey little brother, so that's where you've been all this time!"

"Oh my, let me tell you, you're really missing out if you don't try that stinky tofu! The taste is absolutely amazing!"

Wang Sheng smacked his lips, savoring the memory, as he walked quickly over, his words filled with regret.

"Brother, try this and see how it compares to your stinky tofu."

Wang Teng was afraid that he would continue to nag, so he quickly pulled out a fragrant roasted sausage from the paper bag and stuffed it directly into Wang Sheng's mouth.

"Ok?"

As soon as the sausage entered his mouth, Wang Sheng immediately fell silent.

His eyes lit up, and he began to chew vigorously, swallowing it in a few bites.

"It's delicious! Little brother, where did you buy this sausage?"

As he spoke, he naturally reached into Wang Teng's bag and took a few more.

After eating a few sausages, Wang Sheng suddenly exclaimed "Huh!" with a look of surprise: "This...it seems that my soul power and physical strength have been restored after eating these sausages!"

"Could this be the creation of a food-type Soul Master?"

"Brother, let me introduce you."

Wang Teng turned to the side, pointed to Oscar, and introduced him: "This is Oscar, a food-type Soul Master. The sausage you just ate was his creation."

“Oscar, this is my older brother, Wang Sheng.”

"Hello!"

Wang Sheng, being straightforward, immediately clasped his hands in greeting.

"Nice to meet you!"

Oscar smiled and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Oscar, I have something I want to ask you."

Taking the opportunity, Wang Teng asked, "Will you continue selling sausages on this street?"

"what happened?"

Oscar was somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, my older brother and I will be going to the Great Soul Arena to fight every night for the next period of time."

"After the fight, our physical strength and soul power will definitely be greatly depleted."

“If you stay here every night, we’d like to book a ‘long-term meal ticket’ with you.”

"I usually come here to buy some sausages around this time after the daily battles to replenish my energy."

Wang Teng explained in detail.

Meeting the Oscars tonight was a truly delightful surprise.

Previously, Wang Teng was still pondering how to recover efficiently after a battle.

Now that we've met Oscar, it's like a pillow being handed to someone who's sleepy.

"I'm fine!"

Oscar readily agreed: "Anyway, I've been setting up a stall every night lately, so it doesn't matter who I sell to."

"Great!"

Wang Teng and Wang Sheng exchanged a glance, both seeing joy in each other's eyes.

With this food-type Soul Master providing supplies, their upcoming training will undoubtedly be much smoother.

"Oscar—!"

"Oscar, where are you?!"

Just then, a slightly anxious shout came from the other end of the street.

The three looked in the direction of the voice and saw a chubby boy with a striking red mohawk, squeezing into the crowd and shouting.

"Oscar! Oscar!"

The chubby boy's voice grew increasingly urgent.

"your friend?"

Wang Teng asked the question knowing the answer already.

“It’s my friend, Ma Hongjun.”

"Fatty! Over here! I'm here!"

Oscar replied to Wang Teng first, then waved vigorously and shouted in that direction.

Upon hearing the sound, Ma Hongjun turned around abruptly. His eyes lit up when he saw Oscar, and he ran over quickly.

He was running quite fast, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

"Fatty, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Oscar asked in surprise.

"How can I not be anxious! I can't hold it in any longer!"

"Oscar, do you have any money?"

"Quickly lend me some, I need to get to Yihong Courtyard right away, I really can't hold back any longer!"

Ma Hongjun, panting, reached out to touch the money pouch Oscar had tied to his waist as he spoke.

"Hey? Fatty, don't be so hasty, explain yourself clearly!"

Oscar quickly stepped in to block him.

"Hey!"

Wang Sheng, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward, stood in front of Oscar, and frowned at Ma Hongjun.

"what's wrong with you?"

"Since we're friends, why are you going through my money bag right away?"

"And also, where did you just say you were going?"

"Yihong Courtyard?"

"I've heard of that place!"

"How old are you to be going to places like that?"

"Has your body fully developed yet?"

Ma Hongjun was in a great hurry when he was suddenly stopped and reprimanded, and his chubby face immediately turned red.

He immediately stopped what he was doing, glaring angrily at Wang Sheng: "Who are you? What business is it of yours to interfere in my affairs with Oscar?"

"I wonder which guy didn't wear a belt and exposed you."

"Fatty, Wang Sheng, both of you, say less..."

Oscar quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Oscar and I are new friends. Why can't I speak up when I see injustice?"

Being insulted like that, Wang Sheng's temper flared up. He straightened his back and refused to back down.

"Hey! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how many eyes the Horse King has!"

Ma Hongjun's temper flared up instantly, and he took two steps forward, almost touching Wang Sheng's chin.

Seeing this, passersby quickly moved aside, clearing a small area.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Aren't you going to stop your older brother?"

Oscar was getting a little anxious and gently nudged Wang Teng beside him.

Wang Teng looked at the two people facing off and shook his head: "My older brother is just straightforward."