Douluo's Fancy Development Blue Silver Grass

Muspel is an exotic city, and the hot climate makes the streets less crowded at noon.

Wuhundian Zidian

Following a jingle of the doorbell, Mu Zhe walked into the Wuhun Temple institution in this small town.

The dozing front desk lady was awakened by the bell, looked around in confusion, and finally found Mu Zhe standing by the stage

"This~~~" The lady at the counter looked Mu Zhe up and down uncertainly and said, "Brother, what do you mean by coming to Wuhundian?"

"Register for soul master qualifications, and apply for a soul master warrant to go to Wuhun City"

"Wuhun City? You..." Just as I felt something was wrong, a voice came from the depths of my mind, it was unusual for the young lady to ignore this request, "Okay, please tell me your name."

Imbuing hints with powerful spiritual power is just the most common method among the many ways to apply spiritual power to Mu Zhe now.

"Mu Zhe"

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Wuhun City, the core of Wuhun Palace, has the largest man-made building in the continent, Wuhun Palace. This place can be said to be the absolute core of Wuhundian's political, economic and military affairs, and this is exactly the destination of Mu Zhe's trip.

As soon as he entered the Wuhun City, Mu Zhe saw the symbol of the Wuhun Palace - a magnificent statue of a seraph!

Sitting on Xuehu, Mu Zhe looked at the towering angel statue, and vaguely felt a very friendly feeling from the angel statue.

The boundless spiritual force gushed out, probing towards the statue of the angel.

Soon Mu Zhe withdrew his mental strength, and also withdrew his gaze from looking at the angel statue, and patted Xuehu on the neck, signaling him to move forward.

With a white horse in brocade clothes and a leisurely walk, Mu Zhe really looks like a good son in troubled times who came to Wuhun City to play.

Mu Zhe walked towards the center of the city while observing and admiring the city built by extraordinary power.

In the central area of ​​Wuhun City, in addition to the majestic Wuhun Hall, there is another building with a relatively large area——Wuhundian Academy.

Accompanied by wisps of morning breeze, they arrived at the gate of Wuhundian Academy.

The same flag with the statue of an angel as a totem was erected in front of a tall and spacious gate.

There are also ten Wuhundian guards guarding each side.

"As expected of the Wuhundian Academy, which claims to be number one in the Douluo Continent! Even the guards are twenty soul sects!"

Mu Zhe sighed.

"But I'm not here today to admire."

"I'm here to kick the gym."

Mu Zhe's face became arrogant.

I, Mu Zhe, will fight one hundred today!

"Ahem, brother guard, can I go in?"

Just as Mu Zhe was about to go in, he was stopped by two guards at the door.

Mu Zhe coughed lightly and asked the guard.

"Why haven't we seen you before, please show your ID."

The guard on the left said responsibly, there was nothing unfriendly in his tone, he was just strictly performing his duties.

"The certificate, here it is."

Mu Zhe didn't have any certificates, so he could only use the old method to hypnotize several guards, and then walked in grandiosely.

"The quality of these guards is quite high."

Mu Zhe couldn't help mumbling after entering the Wuhun Academy.

It seems that not everyone can have the "protagonist treatment", and they will encounter villains blocking the way wherever they go.

At this time, a student wearing the uniform of the Wuhun Academy happened to pass by. Seeing that Mu Zhe was not wearing the uniform of the Wuhundian Academy, he gave him a curious look.

Mu Zhe just stopped him.

"Student, please inform me that I, Mu Zhe, are here to kick the gym!"

"What?"

The student was obviously taken aback.

"Don't do anything!"

"I'm here to kick the gym and call out your strongest person!"

This classmate also reacted this time, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't make trouble, come to our Wuhundian Academy to kick the hall?"

"Do you know how strong our people are?"

"I don't know, and I don't need to know, I'm not as strong as me anyway."

"Brother, what a bold tone! Don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!"

"Heh, if you say I've played with my tongue, then let me see it!"

Under Mu Zhe's deliberate fire, the classmate finally couldn't bear to beat him up.

"Marion, level 31 soul master, please enlighten me"

"Mu Zhe, a level 30 soul master, who has no family or faction, came to ask for advice from these heavenly favored sons of your Spirit Hall."

I saw Marion flashing yellow, yellow and purple soul rings,

"Scythe Martial Soul? Yes."

Mu Zhe smiled lightly, and began to provoke Marion with a flirtatious tone.

Seeing Marion's yellow soul ring light up, he suddenly speeded up and rushed towards Mu Zhe, and the huge scythe smashed towards Mu Zhe's waist with the sound of wind.

"too slow."

Mu Zhe had already seen through his trajectory and took a step back to dodge the scythe attack.

Waves of soul power, step!

After a slight retreat, there was an extreme advance. Mu Zhe hit Marion's vagus nerve plexus under the ear with his palm, and this poor genius was defeated after this move.

"Who is that guy? He beat Marion!?"

"Marion is a genius in the sixth grade, with just one move..."

"Go to the tutor!"

When Mu Zhe had a quarrel with Marion before, it attracted a lot of students to watch. At this time, the students who watched saw Marion, a well-known civilian genius, lost in such a way, and they started to discuss.

During the discussion, Mu Zhe walked slowly into the Wuhundian Academy, which is recognized as the highest institution in the mainland. Before him, many young girls of the same grade made way for him. At the end of the road was a man in luxurious clothes. The young man who has shown his soul ring.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, yes, they are perfectly matching spirit rings. I haven't asked you yet, who is it?"

"Marquis Condorcet level 35 soul master, the heir of the Marquis family, what is your mission to come to Wuhundian Academy with such a murderous look?"

"It seems that your information is a bit incomprehensible." Mu Zhe turned his back to Condorcet, opened his arms and said loudly to the crowd, "I! Mu Zhe! Level 30 soul master, come to challenge the golden generation of Wuhun Hall, let you see Find out what a real elite is!"

"As for you, this "noble lord", do you want to stand in front of me? Or get out of the way obediently"

Condorcet blushed furiously, "The Condorcet family will never tolerate such presumptuous and unreasonable people!"

"The third soul skill, Iron Feather Storm!"

A black eagle-shaped martial spirit appeared behind Condorcet, and with a wave of its huge wings, it shot out a barrage of feathers. This barrage sealed the space for moving up, down, left, and right.

"interesting"

"But it's just an interesting level."

Waves of soul power, stagnation

Mu Zhe swung his arms. A large net composed of soul power spread out in front of him. Iron feathers plunged into it, losing strength and falling slowly as if stuck in a quagmire, while the iron feathers that had never been caught in the net flew past. Beside Mu Zhe, he plunged deeply into the bricks and stones. If an ordinary soul master got hit by this trick, it would be bad.

"Impossible! It's not even a soul skill, how could it block my third soul skill!"

Condorcet's face was shocked, he had already lost his position

"noisy"

Mu Zhe's foot suddenly hit Condorcet's throat with a fist. Condorcet covered his neck in pain and fell down weakly with a hoo hoo sound. It seemed that he was going to lie down here for a while.