《Aatrox, A God King in a Modern World.》35 - Best Singer
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When everyone had said goodbye, Thomaz told Aatrox. "Can you wait for a little bit? I want to talk to you about something."
Aatrox turned to face Thomaz. He still felt a little suspicious of Thomaz, but that suspicion was now much smaller than before.
"What is it?" Aatrox asked.
"I sing better than you." Thomaz said with a smug look. That look reminded Aatrox of the first time they had met.
"So what?" Aatrox asked with narrowed eyes.
"As I sing better, naturally the best parts of the song will be mine. I'll be the first voice and have some solos beyond the chorus." Thomaz told Aatrox with a look as if he were the keeper of the truth.
Aatrox remembered the "Young Masters" he encountered in his ancient world. Every guard Aatrox had lowered came back higher. He realized that Thomaz had done all this in front of his colleagues to convey the idea of being a good boy. "What if I don't agree?" Aatrox asked as he stared at him.
"You will be required to agree. If you do not agree, I will talk to the other group members to see who sings best and in the end, you will be humiliated in front of them. You should thank me for just saying this while we're alone." Thomaz said with a victorious smile with his chin up.
"So let's do this. If there is one thing that I have never run away from, or will ever run away from, in my life is a fight or an excuse. I'll humiliate you the same way I humiliated you in our 1v1." Aatrox said with a look as if he was looking at a clown.
Thomaz saw the look he was receiving from Aatrox and was offended, especially after Aatrox cited their 1v1 match. "Good, good, so let's do this. I will humiliate you in front of our entire group and if that's not enough, I will humiliate you in front of the whole class." Thomaz said as he clenched his fists in anger.
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Aatrox didn't care anymore about Thomaz and turned his back to go home. Since he had come into this world, Aatrox had never found any real motivation for improvement, he had no real challenge. But now, Aatrox was excited again, he would go home and practice his singing before the next group meeting to preform better than Thomaz.
Aatrox came home and saw the twins with a sad look on his face while Alex facepalmed. "What happened?" Aatrox asked curious and concerned about the children.
Hearing Aatrox's voice, the twins immediately had huge smiles and rushed forward to hug him while Alex showed a helpless face and answered his eldest son. "When they learned that you were only coming back late at night, they were both sulking and unwilling to do anything. They haven't even eaten dinner yet."
"So you mean neither of you had dinner?" Aatrox asked with a suspicious look at the twins.
"Ehh... it's just that brother, we love you so much that I couldn't eat because I couldn't stop thinking about you." Bruna thought quickly and answered sincerely before her older brother got angry. She knew he cared a lot about them and that he would be angry if they didn't take care of themselves.
Hearing Bruna's explanation, Bryan quickly nodded repeatedly.
"Hmm, I'm not convinced. I think I'll have to punish them." When Aatrox finished saying that, the twins tried to run from Aatrox at a speed a little faster than normal kids. Normal people would not realize it, but Aatrox with such trained eyes would not let it pass. But even surprised, Aatrox didn't forget to punish them both.
Grabbing Bruna's small wrist that took longer to react, Aatrox caught her and began tickling her until she began to catch her breath from laughing. Seeing the little princess lying on the floor wiping her tears of laughter, Aatrox turned to look for the other miscreant.
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Glancing sideways, Aatrox could only see Alex with a proud smile on his face as he saw his children get along as Amanda looked at them with a smile on her face as she sat on the couch.
Looking better, Aatrox saw little feet under the curtain. Laughing inwardly, Aatrox moved toward the curtain and saw that it was moving very little. Bryan was probably controlling his breathing with the stellar lung technique so that Aatrox could not see him.
"Hmm, I can't find anyone. Where is Bryan at?" Aatrox said in a lousy and purposeful act.
Bryan almost started laughing thinking he was too smart to choose the best place to hide. But in the end, he controlled his laughter so as not to let his breath out.
"Maybe I should feel the energy in the air and see where it is being absorbed?" Aatrox said out loud. Bryan hearing this felt desperate. If his brother really could feel the energy in the air, it would deliver where he was.
Thinking quickly, Bryan quickly tried to adjust the technique to absorb as little energy as possible without stopping his performance of the technique so that his brother wouldn't find him in the curtain because of his breathing.
Aatrox, watching the energy in the air become less and less absorbed, felt more surprised and happy. To have such good control of the technique in such a short time, no word but pride would better describe what Aatrox was feeling about his younger brother. You have to know that the star lung technique that Aatrox taught his family is anything but simple.
Even if Aatrox had not found the Decay sword that helped him cultivate, if he had access to the star lung technique when he began, he would reach the same heights, even if it took a little longer.
Cultivators would kill just to get a chance to see someone cultivating the star lung technique while Aatrox was teaching two young children. Aatrox cannot help but imagine the future of the two imps.
"Haha!" Aatrox said as he caught Bryan off guard behind the curtain. Even while filled with astonishment, Aatrox would not forget to punish them both.
"Son, what did you mean by the energy in the air?" Alex asked.
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