"Hello everyone, Su Yuntao Great Soul Master, I am Chen Mo from the junior class of Notting City Junior Soul Master College, in the academy for a year, don't pay too much attention, everyone's eyes are my stimulant!"

"Without further ado, let's give everyone a performance, meaning."

In Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, a group of small doudings gathered around the high platform of a hall.

On the stage, a child is standing under a background board, introducing himself with emotion. The strange introduction and strange

movements made the academy teacher and Su Yuntao on the side look strange.

"Ahem, Chen Mo pay attention, this is a ritual to awaken the martial soul, not when you go crazy."

The academy teacher quickly coughed, afraid that Su Yuntao Great Soul Master would misunderstand, and reminded him.

Chen Mo, a student, although he is often out of tune and speaks amazingly, but his talent and intelligence are much faster than other students.

The child named Chen Mo bowed politely and smiled: "I'm sorry, under this background panel, I can't help it."

Looking back, the blue background board was impressively written with five big characters of the academy trainee. At this time, the

teacher found it strange, and quickly asked the staff who arranged the venue on the side: "Who arranged this, I remember that I didn't arrange it."

The staff carefully approached the teacher in charge: "It was Chen Mo who asked me to add it, he said that using this board will give everyone luck, which is of great use for the awakening of martial souls!"

The teacher looked at Chen Mo strangely. The

awakening ceremony is indeed a big thing, and it is also contaminated with metaphysics, as long as it is said, there will definitely be people who believe it. And the son of this

staff member is also on the list of this awakening.

On Chen Mo's silent and immature face, an evil smile appeared, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Interesting little ghost."

Su Yuntao couldn't help but laugh as he stood there, feeling funny: "Luck in terms of awakening does account for a part.

"Okay, Chen Mo is starting to awaken."

The teacher urged.

Chen Mo walked in front of Su Yuntao with his small arms and legs.

"Just put your hand on this crystal ball."

Su Yuntao said lightly. The crystal ball

was in front of Chen Mo, and he saw his appearance reflected in the crystal ball.

"I don't know what kind of martial soul I am, and I'm not greedy enough to casually bring me a seven-killing sword, Haotian hammer, angel martial soul, Seagod Trident and the like."

Chen Mo thought silently in his heart, and the reflection of the crystal ball in his eyes gradually reflected the appearance of an adult who was somewhat similar to him.

That was what he looked like in his previous life, he was reborn into this Douluo world, naturally he knew the importance of martial souls, and the martial soul of waste directly determined the life of a waste.

Only a certain waste master would deceive me with the words that there is no waste martial soul, and only the waste soul master. Who didn't

know that he was trapped at level thirty because of the martial soul all his life, and he couldn't make an inch, and Mao didn't use it.

Therefore, he did not want to spend his life doing nothing and losing the face of the army of crossers.

"There is never a lack of genius under this background board, brother bless!"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, his little hand was on the crystal ball, how could he be a phoenix.

Suddenly, a burst of light lit up.

Wow! Golden Legend!

The light was bright, Chen Mo saw it, he saw it.

When Su Yuntao saw the grand light at first, he naturally thought that he was a Tianzheng wizard, but the light lasted for a short time.

After a while, it disappeared, and the crystal ball did not move again.

What this means, obviously.

"Martial Soul... Unknown... Innate soul power... One!

Su Yuntao secretly said that it was a pity, he still admired this eccentric little ghost before.

Just didn't think of it.

"Innate soul power is one? How is this possible!

The teacher was also stunned, Chen Mo was so smart that he only had one innate soul power?

The chances of becoming a soul master are extremely slim.

"Can you give me another chance?"

Chen Mo looked at Su Yuntao.

But Su Yuntao quickly refused: "No, the crystal ball will not go wrong, you are only one soul power." "Huh

."

Chen Mo smiled awkwardly.

The staff couldn't sit still, went on stage, and removed the background board of the trainees.

This kid is really stupid, his son will be doomed if he wants to be like him.

But fortunately, his son eventually had a second-level innate soul power, which was just enough to continue to stay in the academy.

Chen Mo stepped down.

"Chen Mo, the teacher wants to tell you something."

The teacher stopped Chen Mo, who stepped down.

Chen Mo thought in silence for a moment: "Teacher, I know that people whose soul power has not reached the second level are not qualified to continue studying in the academy.

"You are very smart, although your soul power is only one level, you should be able to get a bite to eat."

The teacher didn't know what to say, but he still said a word of encouragement.

The school rules are like this, the kindergarten class is for enrollment, but the formal admission requires soul power above the second level.

As for those who did not meet the standard, sorry, go home.

"Hmm."

Chen Mo did not cry like other unsatisfactory children, but directly turned and left.

"Where are you going?"

The teacher wondered.

"Go pack your bags."

Chen Mo grinned optimistically and turned to leave.

In the eyes of the teacher, he was a little stiff and sighed.

Chen Mo left the hall.

On a bench outside the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes slowly put down a scroll.

"Awakening ended so soon?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"Yes."

Chen Mo naturally knew him.

Waste Master Yu Xiaogang, but it seems that he is not qualified to call him waste now.

"How much soul power."

Yu Xiaogang asked.

"One."

Chen Mo thought about it, his soul power was one, and he wanted to bet on whether this waste master would have other methods.

Yu Xiaogang was silent for a moment, the interest on his face disappeared, and the scroll in his hand opened again, covering his face.

Really.

Chen Mo felt that it was not a taste in his heart, and left directly.

Yu Xiaogang took down the scroll again and sneered: "The innate soul power is one, and the martial soul is even more waste, and he still doesn't admit his life, hehe."

Back in his dormitory, Chen Mo did not directly start packing his luggage.

A small ball appeared in his hand.

It is red throughout, but has a white line in the center that circles horizontally.

There is a press button in the center.

Chen Mo pressed it, and the ball instantly became larger, the size of a normal adult's fist.

His little hand couldn't hold it at once.

He quickly held it in both hands before holding it steadily.

This is his martial soul, the Spirit Ball. The

use of martial souls automatically came to mind.

He can capture soul beasts as his own elves through the Poké Ball.

"I will be the first Soul Summoner in the Douluo Continent!"

"Nope! Should call me a Pokémon Master! Ha ha!

"There's never a shortage of genius under that backdrop!"

"Born in 1996, the dream is to be a Pokémon leader!"

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