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“Huh!”
Looking at Zeng Yi’s figure, Wang Lang was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that he could stand under my power without scaring the child. Not bad. I hope you are a good seedling.
Although he has not fully released his soul power, it is not a pressure that an ordinary child can withstand!
Zeng Yi’s performance made Wang Lang take a look at him.
Ever since Zeng Yi knew that this is Douluo Continent, he has been exercising his body and insisting on it every day. It can be said that fighting, he is the king of children!
The master in Douluo also said that spirit masters should not only focus on the cultivation of spirit power, but also exercise their bodies. Comparing soul power to water, the body is a bucket. Only when the body is strong can the soul power be better cultivated.
“You stand in the center of the map.”
Wang Lang put away his aura and said lightly, pointing to a small fat pier at the front of the right.
“Um…um…”
Xiao Pangdun timidly responded with tears in his eyes and snot in his nose. He walked carefully to the center of the array and stood.
When Wang Lang saw it, he waved his hand, and a yellow soul force entered the formation. The formation diagram suddenly glowed, and the little fat man standing inside was startled, his hands and feet panicked, and he wanted to run out.
“Stand still, this is awakening the martial spirit, it’s all right.” Wang Lang stopped him, and Xiao Pangdun was frightened by his voice, and waited obediently in the array.
“Relax your mind, feel it with your heart, experience it slowly, and guide your martial spirit out.”
After a while, a small hammer appeared in front of Xiao Chuan Dun and floated in front of him.
“This… this is my martial spirit.” Looking at the little hammer in front of him, Little Fatty’s voice was a little excited.
“Yeah! I have a martial arts soul, and I am a soul master, that’s great.”
Little Fatty danced with joy.
Seeing his appearance, Zeng Yi wanted to laugh a little.
No, hold back. I’m professionally trained to not laugh unless I can’t help it.
“What are you happy about? Everyone has a martial spirit. Next, take the spirit power test. Only with spirit power can you be qualified to become a spirit master.” Wang Lang said.
“Ah! That’s it, so I’m not a soul master…” The excitement on Xiao Pangdun’s face was knocked down by Wang Lang’s words, and he said with some disappointment.
Wang Lang took the blue crystal ball and said to Little Fatty: “Put your hand on this.”
Little Fatty put his hand on it obediently, and came over for more than ten seconds, but nothing happened.
“You don’t have the potential to become a soul master.” Wang Lang took back the crystal ball and said indifferently.
“Ah! How is it possible, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, mom woah woah.” When Xiao Pangdun heard this, he was immediately displeased, and he lay on the ground and burst into tears.
“Hmph~, take him out, don’t interfere with my work.” Wang Lang said to Marao.
“Yes, my lord, I’ll take him out now, don’t be angry.” Malao said to Wang Lang with a smile, and immediately pulled the chubby guy out.
Zeng Yi shook his head and sighed when he saw the embarrassed figure of Little Fatty being pulled out by the village chief.
This is the cruel reality! Without soul power, one can only be a farmer honestly in this life. It is really difficult for ordinary people to become a soul master. The father’s generation has no soul power, and the inheritance is basically a child without soul power. There are very few people with genetic mutations.
“Next, Li Goudan.”
A small boy stepped out.
Dog eggs, cheap names, easy to feed. Zeng Yi thought to himself.
“Spirit: Scythe. Spirit Power: 0.”
Hmm… the sickle, the grass-cutting kind. One more wasted.
“Sun Big Dog.”
“Martial spirit: shovel. No spirit power. Next”
“Zhang San-er, Martial Spirit: wooden stick, no spirit power.”
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“Alar, spirit: Blue Silver Grass.”
Blue Silver Grass? Hearing this martial spirit, Zeng Yi instantly became excited. The martial spirit of the protagonist in Douluo is not the Blue Silver Grass.
Is blue silver grass a common weed on the roadside? Another more useless martial soul, it seems that I can only watch the last one. Wang Lang thought to himself, and glanced at Zeng Yi, who was standing beside him.
“Next is the soul power test, put your hand up.” Wang Lang said to the girl, holding the crystal ball in one hand.
The girl put her hand up carefully and touched the beautiful blue crystal ball. It felt cold and comfortable.
After a few seconds, the crystal ball emits a faint glow.
The girl was shocked!
Wang Lang was shocked!
Zeng Yi was also shocked! You actually have soul power, but unfortunately, it’s a blue silver grass martial soul, you are not Tang San, your soul power is neither full soul power, nor twin martial souls.
“Master Soul Master, do I have soul power? Can I become a Soul Master?” The girl asked Wang Lang happily, looking at Wang Lang with anticipation in her eyes, hoping that he would say Can be two words.
“Soul Power: Level 3.” Wang Lang said lightly. It’s a pity, the martial spirit is a waste spirit, and the blue silver grass, he can’t think of what the blue silver grass can do? attack? Auxiliary? Don’t make a fuss, okay?
“Have soul power, but the martial spirit is too poor, and the chance of becoming a soul master is very small.”
“Ah! Is that so…”
Wang Lang’s words were like a bucket of cold water, pouring on her head, dousing the fire of hope in her heart.
“Why is this…” The girl couldn’t believe it and sobbed aggrievedly. She obviously has soul power and can cultivate, but she is a waste of martial arts. God gave her a surprise, but it didn’t take long for it to bring despair.
Zeng Yi also shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for her. In fact, this soul master has a good heart. He said there was a little bit of hope, but he didn’t say it too absolutely. But the Blue Silver Grass is really useless to this girl, she doesn’t have Tang San’s talent, perseverance, and background, so in this life, she can only be mediocre.
“It’s your turn.” Wang Lang said to Zeng Yi, he was very optimistic about Zeng Yi, and hoped that he would not disappoint himself.
“Yes.”
Zeng Yi responded, walked to the center of the array, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.
I hope I can have a better martial spirit!
Zeng Yi was begging in his heart. To be honest, he was really panicked right now, he didn’t have golden fingers, and he didn’t have the same kind of practice as Tang San. It’s just a small exercise of his body, his soul may be stronger than others, but it can’t change that he is a native of Lala Village!
“What’s your name.”
“Ah! Me? My name is Zeng Yi.” Seeing Wang Lang suddenly asking himself, Zeng Yi was a little confused, and then answered him.
“Well, come on!” Wang Lang nodded and began to awaken his martial soul.
The array diagram under Zeng Yi’s feet suddenly lit up. Suddenly, Zeng Yi felt a warm, golden light pouring into his body, as if something was being pulled out of his body.
Wang Lang looked at Zeng Yi’s golden light, and his face couldn’t help showing a look of joy.
The martial soul awakening ceremony, the more dazzling the light on the body, the stronger the awakened martial soul. Judging from Zeng Yi’s appearance, he should be a very good martial spirit.
I didn’t expect that there would be such a genius in this corner. It seems that I have found a treasure! Pulling him into the Spirit Hall, I can also get a promotion and a salary increase, how wonderful!
Finally, the light was condensed in Zeng Yi’s hand, forming a sword with a scabbard, and the blade and handle together were about one meter three long. The handle is wrapped with black linen strips, the round handle is bronze, the scabbard is black and red, the blade is straight, the tip of the blade is slightly curved, and the blade is about **** wide for an adult, like a Chinese Miao Dao, slender , It is longer than RB’s katana, and it is not so curved. It looks very seductive.
“This is my martial soul.” Zeng Yi looked at the long sword in his hand and was shocked. This length was taller than his current self. In my hand, because it is my own martial spirit, I feel that the weight is just right, and I have a feeling of being handy.
Moreover, this face value and this length are very suitable for me! Haha, as expected of me! Zeng Yi laughed complacently in his heart.
“Hahaha, it’s not bad, I didn’t misread you. This long sword should be a very powerful weapon spirit! Knives, very good.” Wang Lang laughed happily, this sword is very Exquisite, it looks like it is stronger than your own martial soul steel rod. Looking at Zeng Yi’s martial spirit, Wang Lang himself became jealous.
“What is this knife called?”
Zeng Yi froze for a moment.
“Waves!”
“What?” Wang Lang was stunned, what’s this name?
“Lang, the name of this knife is Lang, it can also be called Lang knife.” Zeng Yi must have said. For the name of this knife, he refused, does he look like that happy man? I’m very stable, okay? But the meaning of the knife to himself is this, there is no way!
Wang Lang: …
For some reason, he felt like he had a heart attack.
“Forget it, don’t worry about it, come on, quickly test the soul power.” Wang Lang said ~IndoMTL.com~ He now wants to know what the soul power of a child with such a martial soul is.
Zeng Yi put his hand on the crystal ball, his eyes fixed on the crystal ball, and he was very excited. Wang Lang also looked at the crystal ball with excitement.
Then…
Then…
A few minutes passed and nothing happened to the crystal ball…
“This…hehe…Sir, is this crystal ball broken…” Zeng Yi trembled in his heart, and asked Wang Lang in a trembling voice, there is no reason, I am such a good martial artist, There is no soul power?
“Hehe, maybe.” The corners of Wang Lang’s mouth twitched. what’s going on? This kind of martial arts, without soul power, can’t justify it!
“Come here, put your hand on this.” Wang Lang said to the girl with soul power just now. She obediently put her hand on the crystal ball, and the crystal ball emitted a faint light.
“How could…” Zeng Yi stared blankly at the glowing crystal ball, unable to believe it.
“Ah! Why is this happening!” Wang Lang shouted frantically. He clearly has a good seedling, but he can’t cultivate. What a joke!
Wang Lang grabbed Zeng Yi’s hand in disbelief and put it on the crystal ball again, but there was still no movement.
“Zeng Yi, Martial Soul: Lang Dao. Soul Power…” Wang Lang saw Zeng Yi standing there blankly, expressionless, but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
Alas, it seems that he can’t stand this blow either! If it were me, I would probably go crazy.
Wang Lang thought to himself, unfortunately, my year-end bonus is gone.
“None!”
However, he didn’t know that, a cheerful electronic voice sounded in Zeng Yi’s mind.
“The happy orphan system is ready! Loading, please wait a moment for the host!”
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