Xishu Trip – Douluo

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start. You say, how to fight."

Boss Xiao's eyes rolled and he showed a somewhat sordid look, "Don't worry, I won't bully you. Don't you have ten people here, then we will only have ten people. Take turns out of the game, as long as the player wins, You can continue to fight with the next opponent. Until everyone on one side is defeated."

Able to be the boss of the students, this boss Xiao is not a reckless person, on the contrary, he is very smart. Although on the surface, Xiao Wu didn't seem to pose any threat. But it's not just a day or two for Xiao Boss beating Wang Sheng. He still knows Wang Sheng's surname very well. If the little girl in front of him doesn't have a lot of skills, how could Wang Sheng easily admit her as a representative of work-study students.

What if this girl is strong? There are all senior students on his side, and all the strengths are not weak. There is only one Wang Sheng on the work-study side. It is considered a little capable, and this little girl is only two people at most. Let your brothers grind them all to death, and you don't even need to take action yourself, the battle will have been won. The seemingly fair way of dueling is really fair?

Wang Sheng naturally saw Boss Xiao’s plan, but before he could speak, Xiao Wu said readily: "Okay, that's it. Come on, who is the first one of you, come out."

At this time, it was too late for Wang Sheng to stop Xiao Wu from agreeing.

Boss Xiao slammed his hands behind him, and a tall senior student immediately walked out.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Xiao Wu, let me go first." He naturally knew the other party, a senior student. This guy was in the same class as him. Wang Sheng had singled out with him many times and ended up very badly every time. miserable. The Wuhun of this student is a stick. But it is not a simple stick.

Xiao Wu looked like a big sister, nodded, and agreed to Wang Sheng's request.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath and came to the front of the two sides, "Liu Long, come on."

The yellow light on Liulong's hand lit up, and a long stick more than two meters long appeared in his grasp instantly, "The defeated man. Wang Sheng, if you lie down for a few days without beating today, my surname will not be Liu."

Before Wang Sheng answered, Xiao Wu behind her smiled and said, "Then if you lose, you will be called Can Hua Bailiu from now on."

Liu Long's face was cold, and he didn't say a word. He took a quick step forward, put his long stick on his head, and went straight to Wang Sheng and smashed it down.

Wang Sheng's body also lit up with the light of soul power, a tiger roar, without dodge, crossed his arms to greet him, and raised his long stick to the opponent.

With a muffled bang, Wang Sheng snorted, and immediately backed up two steps, his arms filled with spirit power suddenly rolled back, and both hands grabbed the opponent’s long stick. Although it was protected by spirit power, it was only in contact at the first time. A blood stain has been smashed into his arm by the opponent's long stick. Bruises are inevitable.

Liu Long curled his lips, "You still don't have a long memory. I am a martial soul."

With a flash of light, the end of the long stick that was grasped by Wang Sheng suddenly disappeared, and it was clicked immediately before the long stick, passing through Wang Sheng's arm, and hitting his chest. Threw his body top and back.

Wang Sheng’s will to fight is unquestionable. His power is obviously stronger than his opponent, but he suffers because he has not yet possessed a spirit ring and cannot possess martial spirit. With the help of spirit power, although his strength has increased greatly, But agility is not enough. When faced with an opponent who uses a long-stick martial arts spirit, the opponent's special surname, which is one inch long and one inch long, can't fight back.

He bounced and the tiger roar sounded again, but soon, his body was pulled out by the long stick again.

However, Wang Sheng was also rough and thick-skinned, he had been beaten more often, and his ability to resist beating was much stronger than that of ordinary students. Although he is completely at a disadvantage, it is not a simple matter for the opponent to lose his fighting ability. Before Xiao Wu and Tang San came to Notting College, all the working students depended on him for protection. No ability, was bullied to death a long time ago.

"Wang Sheng is still too impulsive. He can't get close to him in a head-on confrontation. Only when he gets close can he have the possibility of defeating his opponent."

When Xiao Wu frowned, a low voice suddenly rang in her ears. When she looked sideways, her big beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal a light of surprise, "Little San, you're back! Huh? So beautiful. My little brother! You kidnapped you to be your wife?"

Luo Qingchen: …what a sturdy girl.

☆, six

Tang San, who wanted to say a few words to Xiao Wu, was also choked. How to answer this? I can't answer this!

Seeing Tang San hesitating to say something, Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, took a closer look at Luo Qingchen, and stammered: "No, no, really, you really abducted it?!"

"No!" Tang San said angrily. "I mean to talk about you!"

"It's fine if it's not, huh? What do you say about me? Do you say I am impulsive?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "We work-students can't always be bullied. This way of fighting with the student boss can be considered once and for all. You are doing it right. However, you should wait until I come back. They challenged it. It’s also a lot more sure."

Xiao Wu glared at Tang San, and when she remembered how badly she had been when she was hit by a stone last time, she was so angry that she said, "Wait, who knows when you will come back. People are bullying and coming. What is that? Boss Xiao’s **** said to let me be his pet rabbit. If I can bear it, I won’t be called Xiao Wu."

Tang San frowned, and thought to himself that this young child has such nasty thoughts. It seems that he really needs to teach them a lesson and let them know that working-study students are not easy to bully.

Thinking of this, Tang San wiped his fingers on his waist, his eyes turned to the battlefield.

"Speaking of, uh, what pet pets you said before, what is it?" Luo Qingchen interrupted when the two stopped communicating.

Tang San twitched the corners of his mouth, and while observing the battlefield, he approached Luo Qingchen and whispered to him: "It's a kind of plaything pronoun like forbidden."

Luo Qingchen: ...it seems to ask something that shouldn't be asked, these are all filthy words.

Xiao Wu continued to be surprised: "Xiao San, tell me quickly, did you kidnap such a well-behaved and beautiful little brother without hiding what I went to?"

Tang San: "It's not that I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!"

But he saw Tang San talking with Xiao Wu with a black line on his face while shaking his fingers.

Seeing this, Luo Qingchen hurriedly looked into the field, but saw that the senior student named Liu Long had both hands, and Wang Sheng got close.

Being approached by a spirit war master with a beast spirit is absolutely a devastating blow to a spirit war master who uses long weapons. Even if Liu Long was better than Wang Sheng, the result was still the same.

I saw Wang Sheng slapped his tiger claws on Liu Long’s head and slapped him into the air. Then his body turned over, and his right leg was attached to the tiger’s tail whip and hit Liu Long’s back heavily. Smashed him to the ground fiercely.

Liu Long does not have the ability to fight off as well as Wang Sheng. His spirit power is on the long stick, and his own defense power is not excellent. Wang Sheng did his best with these two attacks. When Liu Long smashed heavily When he was on the ground, he was knocked into a faint.

Without mentioning how Xiao Wu arranged follow-ups with Boss Xiao, Luo Qingchen looked at Tang San with surprise: "You actually—"

"Well, Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng has exhausted too much physical strength. Let me play in the next round." Tang San looked at the sky and the earth but didn't look at Luo Qingchen.

Xiao Wu's eyesight is also quite good. She saw that the second person sent by Boss Xiao was a small senior student named Ling Feng, with a small nose and small eyes. At two years old, they were almost the same as those who had just entered school, but it was obvious that this was an agile soul warrior, who just restrained Wang Sheng. And Wang Sheng had consumed too much soul power before, and if he insisted on playing, he would undoubtedly lose.

"Wang Sheng, come back. This time, let Xiao San go. You can rest."

Wang Sheng also knew that he no longer had the strength to fight, and nodded and returned to Xiao Wu's back.

Tang San took a few steps forward and came to the clearing like Ling Feng.

"Are you a working student?" Ling Feng looked at Tang San with a hesitant look in his eyes.

Tang San just nodded to him, "Please do it."

Luo Qingchen curled his lips. He wasn't interested in watching the match between the two. Tang San couldn't lose to these poorly skilled guys. Sure enough, the next second Ling Feng was kicked out of the field by Tang San. The whole person passed out.

Tang San's hand not only restrained the opponent, but also restrained his own person, but compared to the lower morale of the opponent, he quickly cheered and his morale skyrocketed.

"It's fancy." Luo Qingchen felt a little boring. Tang San's behavior was like when a child used a wooden stick to practice martial arts suddenly, a martial arts master suddenly came, holding a sharp sword and slashing left and right.

Xiao Wu looked at Luo Qingchen a few more times when he heard the words, and leaned forward thiefly: "I said, I said, what is the relationship between you and Xiao San?"

"It's just a brother from the same school." Seeing that Xiao Wu had to ask again, Luo Qingchen immediately changed the subject: "Look, the boss on the other side is on it himself."

The author has something to say: It's still short, eh.

☆, seven

I saw Boss Xiao walked out with a gloomy face, losing two games in a row. When he had to play, he looked at Tang San coldly. At this time, the contempt and disdain on his face had disappeared and replaced him. Is solemn: "Xiao Chenyu, a sixth-grade student, Wuhun, wolf. The eleventh-level one-ring battle spirit master."

In the Douluo Continent, reporting one's martial spirit and level is an expression of respect for the opponent.

As he said, a layer of blue light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body. As the blue light flickered, his body muscles began to swell, his eyes gradually turned pale green, his arms were slowly raised, and his claws moved forward. The nails become sharp. A circle of white spirit rings rose from under the feet, just like the spirit possessed.

And Tang San also understands that on the Douluo Continent, if your opponent reports his martial arts spirit to you, unless you are dismissive of the opponent, you are not afraid that the opponent will become an eternal mortal enemy. Reporting one's martial spirit to show respect is just to learn skills.

"Tang San, a first-year work-student, Wuhun, Lan Yincao, eleventh-level one-ring weapon spirit master."

When Tang San reported that his martial spirit was Lan Yincao, the senior students behind Xiao Chenyu burst into laughter almost at the same time, and the tension on their faces suddenly disappeared. He didn't even hear the rank that Tang San reported later.

Lan Yincao is a waste martial arts soul, which has long been recognized on the entire continent. Even if Tang San's own strength is not weak, the difference in martial arts makes them no longer need to worry about losing the higher-level Xiao old man.

"You just said, what level are you?" Xiao Chenyu was not as careless as his subordinates, because the noise behind him made him not quite clear about the level Tang San reported.

"Eleventh level, one-ring weapon spirit master." As he said, a faint white light lit up from Tangshan, raising his right hand, the faint blue silver grass grew out of his palm, and as he waved his right hand, Lan Yin The grass drifted under the feet. A bright yellow spirit ring rose from under Tang San's feet, circling his body up and down.

The appearance of the yellow spirit ring was like a heavy draw of the mouths of those senior students. The laughter instantly became solidified, and some of them even opened their mouths wide, looking at Tang San like a monster.

"Hundred-year spirit ring." Xiao Chenyu took a deep breath.

The senior students on the opposite side also became confused. Luo Qingchen turned his head and looked at Xiao Wu when he saw this, "What's wrong with them? Are yellow spirit rings rare?"

Xiao Wu was also surprised when he heard this: "This is a century-old spirit ring!"

"Uh, I know, then what?" Luo Qingchen was still a little unsure.

"Don't you know? In the battle, there is a difference of one level of spirit ring. When the spirit powers of both parties are at the same level, their role will be to determine the surname!" Xiao Wu emphasized.

"It's boring." Luo Qingchen shook his head: "Even Xiao Chenyu is a yellow spirit ring, and he has no chance of winning against Tang San."

Luo Qingchen looked at the field, and the two were already fighting in one place: "It's just a reckless man who doesn't know how to use his own advantages and can only use brute force."

At this time, Xiao Chenyu was already tightly entangled in his legs by more than a dozen thick blue silver grass, unable to break free.

Tang San walked to Xiao Chenyu step by step, "No need to try. You can't break free. My first spirit ring is the mandala snake, so my blue silver grass has the tenacity of the mandala snake. . Of course, there is also a little poisonous surname of the mandala snake. If you think you have the power to fight again, I don't mind letting you taste the taste of the mandala snake venom. Oh, by the way, I will not detoxify. "

More than ten blue silver grasses emerged from behind Tang San, and the blades of grass hovered behind him, like more than ten mandala snakes preparing to choose people and eat them.

Fearful emotions began to appear on these senior students, and the bosses of Xiao Boss backed back almost uncontrollably.

Even if they haven't seen the mandala snake, they have definitely heard of it. Who wants to deal with this horrible snake venom?

"Don't put snake venom. I surrendered." Even though Xiao Chenyu is the eldest student among the students, he is only twelve years old after all, and he will also have the fear of children, and he has been completely confused for a while.

In fact, although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was poisonous, it was only the first spirit ring after all, and it was not the more powerful mandala snake that it absorbed, so the poisonous surname attached to it had only a paralyzing effect. There is no deadly poison. But how dare Xiao Chenyu use his body to experiment?

Lan Yincao quietly disappeared from Xiao Chenyu's feet, and Tang San's face showed a gentle smile familiar to work-students, "Since you have given up, then, do as you and Xiao Wu agreed."

Xiao Chenyu stared at Tang San blankly, "Then should I recognize you as the boss or her?" He didn't believe that Xiao Wu's strength could surpass Tang San. The six-year-old soul master, this has surpassed his cognition

Tang San smiled and said, "Of course Xiao Wu is your boss. I can't beat her. Otherwise, the head of Qi She will be me, not her."

"Huh?" Xiao Chenyu's mouth opened into an O shape, and his heart said, you are so fierce, she is better than you, are you really working students, really only six years old?

Xiao Wu slowly walked to Tang San's side, patted him on the shoulder, and put on a big sister's head, "Xiao San did a good job. It's a hard work."

Tang San chuckled, and said, "The teacher asked me to do something. You can take care of the rest. You will be the eldest sister of the college in the future."

After speaking, he came to Luo Qingchen's side: "Let's go."

Xiao Wu smiled and punched Tang San on the shoulder, "Okay, you go, I'll take care of the rest."

Tang San also smiled and nodded, pulling Luo Qingchen away.

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Seeing the two of them leaving, Xiao Wu turned her gaze to Xiao Chenyu again, "Why? Are you still not convinced? Okay. Let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Wu, a first-year engineering student, Wuhun, Rabbit, Level 12. Battle Spirit Master."

Not to mention Xiao Chenyu, even Tang San, who hadn't walked too far, was taken aback. He only now knew that Xiao Wu was also a spirit master, and was one level higher than himself, but her age She is almost the same as herself, could it be said that she is also innately full of soul power?

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but stop.

I saw Xiao Wu's body glowing red. Under the faint red light, her eyes began to turn red, and her ears slowly grew longer, with soft white hairs standing up from the side of her head. The figure seems to have become a little taller, and the soft spirit power aura fluctuates around her body. The spirit ring rising under his feet turned out to be the same as Tang San, it was also a yellow century-old spirit ring.

Xiao Chenyu patted his forehead vigorously, "Sister Xiao Wu, I'll take it. From now on, you will be the eldest sister of our Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. Come here and have seen Sister Xiao Wu."

A Blue Silver Grass eleventh-level weapon spirit master is so fierce, this is a twelfth-level one-ring war spirit master, and it is also a century-old spirit ring. Xiao Chenyu knew that he was definitely not Xiao Wu's opponent without having to fight.

"This Martial Spirit is really amazing." Luo Qingchen, who had seen this scene from a distance, couldn't help but look at Xiao Wu a few more times.

"Yes, let's go." Tang San turned around: "We have to go back to see the teacher at noon, time is tight."

"Yeah." Luo Qingchen replied, and followed Tang San to speed up to the Spirit Hall.

"Children, this is the Spirit Hall. It's not a place to play and you can't rush into it." Tang San was stopped by the guard at the door as soon as he arrived at the Spirit Hall.

The Wuhun Hall in Notting City is a huge dome building. The width of the facade alone is more than 100 meters, up to 20 meters, and it is divided into three layers.

The whole building is brown, and there is only a long sword on the Wuhun Hall logo on the front door. Through the master's original explanation, Tang San knew that there was only one pattern on the sign, which represented that the Soul Hall in Notting City was the lowest-level Soul Hall.

The two door guards at the door looked like they were about 20 years old, and the spirit power fluctuations on their bodies were not obvious. It seemed that they had not even reached the level of a spirit master. It seemed that Notting City was really remote. From the level of the Spirit Hall, it could be seen whether this city was important in the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Hello, uncle, we are a first-year student of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. The teacher asked me to come here to evaluate the level of martial arts. This is my junior. I just arrived today before the official entrance. The teacher asked me to take it. While evaluating Wuhun, I also came to get familiar with Notting City." Tang San pointed to his school uniform, then pointed to Luo Qingchen, and said to the guard.

Looking at the sign of Notting College on Tang San's school uniform, the eyes of the two guards subconsciously showed envy. The guards who had spoken earlier said: "So that's the way it is, then you can go in. Go to the reception hall on the first floor to find there. Matthew Nuo Great Spirit Master, he will help you."

"Thank you." Tang San agreed, pulling Luo Qingchen into the Wuhun Hall.

What kind of atmosphere is the 20-meter-high dome, when Tang San walked into the hall of the Wuhun Hall, he was immediately infected by this magnificent aura. The dome of the entire hall is covered with frescoes. In each of the small squares, various Wuhun graphics are drawn. The background color is shining brilliant gold, which looks resplendent and yet simple.

There are huge crystal windows around the Wuhun Hall. The sunlight is refracted by the transparent crystal windows and scattered on the murals. The feeling of golden light is even more dazzling.

The two looked around, and Tang San took Luo Qingchen forward.

Seeing Tang San carrying himself forward, Luo Qingchen was a little puzzled: "Uh, do you know where the reception hall is?"

"Since it is the reception hall, it must be in a conspicuous place, and I just saw that there are only three doors on this floor that are more conspicuous. Among them, only the front door corresponds to the left side of the door and the floor in front of the door has higher wear and tear. So it should be this door." Tang San looked serious.

"Uh..." Luo Qingchen was a little embarrassed. My friend was just walking around instinctively.

The author has something to say: Sometimes I really wonder if the story I wrote will really become a small world, where everyone is alive and has a story unique to them, and my current behavior is just using Pale language to describe the experiences of a few of them...I tried my best to describe each of them in detail, but it didn’t feel enough because I didn’t have that kind of experience. Thinking about their feelings and choices, in short, suddenly feel complicated.

☆, eight

Fortunately, Tang San's instinct was quite accurate, and what they saw after they knocked on the door and entered was the kind-looking old man sitting behind the desk.

There is also a small name tag on the table, which says: Matthew Nuo Great Soul Master.

"Hello, Master Matthew Nuo, we are here to evaluate the Martial Spirit level." Tang San stepped forward and said respectfully.

Do you come to evaluate the Martial Spirit level at such a young age?

Matthew Nuo couldn't help being surprised: "Children, are you sure that you are here for advanced appraisal rather than Wuhun awakening?"

"Yes, Master Matthew Nuo, we are all here for advanced appraisal."

Although somewhat unbelief, Matthew Nuo stood up and prepared to perform his duties: "Okay, children, come with me. You don't need to call me a master, I am not a master, just call me Grandpa Matthew Nuo, I I'm 81 years old this year. It should be okay to be your grandfather in terms of age, right?"

"Hello, Grandpa Matthew Nuo." The two said together.

"You have come to measure soul power since you are so young, you must be innately full of soul power." Matthew Nuo walked to the door of the office and waved to the two of them.

"Yes, Grandpa Matthew Nuo, but my spirit is Lan Yincao, and it's a waste spirit." Tang San continued.

"Is Lan Yincao full of spirit power? I remember hearing it mentioned by Yuntao kid once, should it just be you? It's a pity that your talent is." Matthew Nuo knew it, and then looked at Luo Qingchen: "Then you What? Child?"

"My martial soul is the Qin. I heard from the teacher that it should be a mutant martial soul, but I am not very sure if I am innately full of soul power." Luo Qingchen also replied respectfully.

The group soon came to the Wuhun laboratory for advanced identification.

As soon as he entered the room, Luo Qingchen clearly felt his own internal power...soul power beating slightly with a special rhythm.

He quickly locked his target on the fist-sized black stones inlaid on the wall.

While he was puzzled, Tang San opened his mouth and said, "That's an awakening stone used to awaken a martial soul."

Luo Qingchen nodded clearly.

At this time, Matthew Nuo opened his mouth and said: "Well, children, which one of you will come first?"

Tang San took a step forward upon hearing the words: "I'll do it first."

"Then we will start now, come, stand in the middle, and then display your martial arts and release your spirit ring."

Sturdy blue silver grass leaves swarmed out of Tang San's palm, and in an instant they drooped to the ground. The bright hundred-year-old spirit ring rose from his feet, moving up and down with his body as the center.

Matthew Nuo originally had a gentle smile. When he saw the blue silver grass pouring out of Tang San's palm, the expression on his face had changed to amazement, "This, is this blue silver grass?"

A faint blue light flashed in Tang San's eyes, this was a unique effect of using the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, "What's the problem? Grandpa Matthew Nuo."

Matthew Nuo rubbed his eyes and made sure that he was not mistaken. At this time, his attention shifted to the yellow spirit ring on Tang San, "The hundred-year spirit ring, it turned out to be the one hundred-year spirit ring. No wonder, Lian Lan. Silver grass will also undergo such a big change. Child, I still don’t know your name."

"My name is Tang San."

Matthew Nuo exhaled, calming the excitement in his heart, "I can be sure that you have a good mentor at Notting College. However, the mentor of Notting College can help you complete the hunting of a century-old soul beast. It's easy. It's a pity that Lan Yincao's development potential is too poor. Otherwise, maybe you can really become a great soul master. After all, judging from your age, your martial soul has only just awakened for a few months."

Matthew Nuo picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table on the side and walked to Tang San, "Pour your soul power into it, and let me see how many levels you have reached. In theory, you should It's eleven..."

Before Matthew Nuo said a grade word, the crystal ball he handed to Tang San had already lit up with a layer of yellow brilliance. The light is not so strong, but it is extremely clear.

"This, this is... the thirteenth-level spirit power." Matthew Nuo looked at Tang San a bit like looking at a little monster, "Could it be that the spirit ring itself is strong, and the spirit power has increased, but, also You shouldn’t jump two levels in one go. Child, can you tell me, what spirit beast you hunted this spirit ring from?"

Tang San didn't conceal it, and said, "It's a mandala snake."

Matthew Nuo was taken aback, "No wonder, no wonder, it turned out to be the most difficult mandala snake among the low-level soul beasts. It is a mandala snake that is a hundred years old, no wonder it has such an effect. No, it's not right, your martial soul is clearly It's a plant type, how can you use an animal type spirit ring? Child, you can't be wrong, right?"

The gang of Boss Xiao was just children after all, and they didn’t know enough about Wuhun. But this Deacon Matthew Nuo worked in the Wuhun Hall for decades, and he knew the basic rules of the spirit ring more clearly, and he realized it at once. The essential.

Tang San shook his head and said, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, I am not wrong. Why can't the spirit ring of the plant type use the spirit ring of the animal type? Under certain conditions, this can be achieved. My teacher said It is the Wuhun mimicry theory."

Matthew Nuo's face changed drastically, "Excuse me, who is your teacher?"

Tang San said, "Everyone calls him Master."

"Master? Is that the master who once published the ten core competencies of Wuhun, but was later removed from the Wuhun Hall? He is in our Notting City?"

After hearing Matthew Nuo's words, Tang San also knew that the master actually had a background in the Spirit Hall, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer.

Matthew Nuo's expression suddenly became serious, "Tang San, would you like to join the Spirit Hall."

Tang San was taken aback for a moment, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, didn't I come to the Wuhun Hall to register?"

Matthew Nuo shook his head and said, "No, it's different. Registering in the Wuhun Hall is something most spirit masters have to do. In order to get subsidies allocated by the state. And joining the Wuhun Hall is Become the exclusive soul master of Wuhun Hall. Soul master training will also go directly to the school specially started by Wuhun Hall."

Tang San shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. I have already started studying at the Noordin Junior Soul Master Academy."

Matthew Nuo sighed, and said: "It is indeed a step too late. Even if it is our Wuhun Temple, there is no reason to force people from the academy. Forget it. There is no fate, and I am afraid that the master will not agree with you to join the martial arts. Soul Palace, after all..."

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "I can't say that. If I come to the Spirit Hall, I might not get such a good spirit ring. Do you think it is, Grandpa Matthew Nuo."

Matthew Nuo was taken aback for a moment and smiled: "What you said makes sense. Okay, your advanced evaluation is over. From now on, you are an honorable soul master in the Heaven Dou Empire. You are welcome to join the soul. From now on, you can come to the Soul Hall to receive subsidies every month with the badge that will be issued to you later. The subsidy for the soul master is one gold soul coin per month. When you reach the level of the great soul master, the subsidy will change Ten gold soul coins. I will report the use of animal soul rings on plant martial souls as soon as possible."

"thanks."

Matthew Nuo turned his gaze to Luo Qingchen: "Come on, little guy, it's you."

Luo Qingchen nodded in a daze. He really didn't expect his teachers and friends to be so good.

With the movement of spirit power, all creatures appeared in Luo Qingchen's arms, and the bright yellow century-old spirit ring was also slowly rhythmic around his body.

"The kid now is really amazing. It's another century-old spirit ring." Matthew Nuo was slightly surprised, but soon frowned again: "No, my child, who is your martial spirit?"

"Grandpa Matthew Nuo, I am a mutant Martial Spirit. My teacher doesn't know what it is, but I call him all things to live." Luo Qingchen replied respectfully when he heard Matthew Nuo's words.

"Really rare." Matthew Nuo nodded, not paying attention: "Come on, kid, test your spirit power."

"Okay." Luo Qingchen took the crystal ball, and the crystal ball quickly lit up with a yellow glow, which was actually a bit brighter than Tang San's before!

"Ten...Fifteenth level?!" Matthew Nuo was shocked: "Son, how old are you this year? What spirit ring did you absorb?"

"Eh?! I should be six years old, right?" Luo Qingchen looked at Tang San.

It was only the first day that he officially explored another world! He is still a baby!

"Grandpa Matthew Nuo", Tang San squeezed in between the two: "My brother is a mutant martial soul, he is also born full of spirit power, and a hundred years of spirit ring, plus he and I worship and study under the master. It’s just the most common talent. Please don’t get excited."

"He is also a master's disciple?! Hey...hey, it's no wonder, after all, he is a master." Matthew Nuo gradually calmed down: "It's me who lost my temper, son, from now on, you are also a soul master. Treatment Just like your brother, I will report the truth about you."

The author has something to say: Okay, I know, it's watery again (cover his face)

I feel that the fan in the novel is really difficult, so I read the original unconsciously, and then unconsciously copy and paste, add details, I want to control myself, I must control! ! !

☆, nine

After the two left the Hall of Souls, Luo Qingchen patted his chest with some lingering fear: "Grandpa Matthew Nuo is too scary. Is the spirit power level of my age amazing?" Luo Qingchen looked at Tang San.

"It's probably a monster level, but I didn't expect your soul power cultivation base to be higher than mine." Tang San was also surprised.

"Perhaps he was really talented before." Luo Qingchen nodded, but there was no smile at the corner of his mouth.

Tang San paused and immediately understood what his friend was thinking. He stopped and looked at Luo Qingchen: "Qingchen, you can totally change your mind. Not to mention that this person will die even if you don't come. I'm checking There is almost no possibility of surviving from that kind of injury. Have you ever thought that you are actually yourself? For example, the location of the birthmark? After all, the way you came is different from mine."

Uh?

Can it still be like this?

Luo Qingchen tilted his head: "I didn't pay attention, after all, I only regained consciousness today."

"Then I'll go back and look for you, do you have a birthmark?" Tang San pretended to look deeply at Luo Qingchen.

"Previously... there may be one on the tail bone, uh, what do you think of me doing this way? I can see this place myself." Luo Qingchen was blown away by Tang San's eyes.

"Oh?" Tang San stretched his voice. Seeing Luo Qingchen's eyes widened, he changed the subject with a secret smile: "Let's go back to the college too, just to take the shortcut that Grandpa Matthew Nuo said."

Luo Qingchen snorted and gave up, followed Tang San to the academy, and listened carefully to Tang San's more detailed talk about Douluo Mainland, and bought daily necessities such as bedding by the way.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the academy, Tang San suddenly stopped and looked aside.

Luo Qingchen also followed—the hammer sign, a tall but rough house, with rhythmic percussions constantly coming from it, which should be a blacksmith's shop.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Qingchen didn't understand why Tang San suddenly became interested in the blacksmith, so he asked.

Tang San's eyes were complicated: "I... my biological father is a blacksmith, and I have taught me how to strike iron before."

Luo Qingchen nodded when he heard the words—oh, touching the scene, understanding.

"Let's go, the teacher said before that he wants to apply for admission to you, let's go back quickly, don't let the teacher wait for a long time." Tang San stood for a while, then looked at Luo Qingchen and said softly.

Luo Qingchen responded, and the two went straight to the academy.

After getting the enrollment certificate for the work-study students from the master, Tang San used the money the master gave him to buy food in the cafeteria, and Luo Qingchen took advantage of this time to provoke the spirit ring to play another song. His complexion became a lot ruddy again, just as Tang San came back, the three of them had lunch together. The master is now okay, telling them that they don't need to take care of them. Let them go to class normally these days. Read more books he gave them.

Leaving the master’s room, the two returned to the work-study dormitory. This time the Qishe was no longer empty. The work-study students were basically there, talking excitedly.

"Little San, come back and pull." Xiao Wu leaned on the bed, and then his eyes lit up: "There is also a beautiful little brother!"

Luo Qingchen: …Little brother, I accept, please delete the word “beautiful”.

"Xiao Wu, take me to the place we should clean. Whatever I say, starting from today, the task of cleaning is left to me." Keeping promises is the foundation of being a human being. Tang San has always done this very well.

Xiao Wu glanced at him and said, "What else to clean, it's cheaper for you, so I don't need to clean it anymore."

Tang San was stunned and said, "Why?"

Xiao Wu proudly said, "Do you think my sister Xiao Wu did it for nothing? We