God-level evolution from pirates

"Thank you for your advice. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be in a dead end.

When I return to the sect, I will try it out if this method is feasible.

If my soul power increases or even my level increases, I owe you a favor!

At that time, if you are in trouble, I will be on call!"

Chen Xin bowed to Carl Gong, obviously he was very optimistic about Carl's theory.

Although he was not sure whether he could really improve his soul power and level.

But having the opportunity to try it is more reliable than headless flies hitting randomly.

"I don't need to thank me for this little thing, but I have an idea, that is, you can try to walk around with our Shrek Academy more than you can.

Because we will participate in the Soul Master Competition next, and our goal is to become the first academy of the Tiandou Empire."

"Become the first academy? But if you want to be the first, at least two groups must be the first in the competition in the three groups.

Youth group are not old enough, and I don’t think it’s a big problem, but the teacher group…”

Having said that.

Chen Xin's eyes became a little excited!

"I understand, you are planning to participate in the competition yourself, right?

If this is the case, I will participate in the competition with that old bone and the sect leader.

We didn’t plan to participate in the competition, but if you want to end up, things will be different!”

"It's okay, even if you go together, it's okay. I have the confidence to be the first in the teacher group."

“Hahahaha, it’s so bold!

Since that's the case, I will discuss this with the sect leader when I go back and see what he will do!"

As he said that, Chen Xin and Carl left here.

...

Time passes slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

As the team teacher, Carl has brought six students from Shrek Academy to the qualifiers to save his life.

At the same time, Zao Wuji and Flander also came.

After all, they want to participate in the college teacher competition, so they naturally have to come here to sign up for the preliminary selection.

But compared to the junior group's preliminary selection, their side is relatively simple, with only a few rounds of competitions in total.

In the end, if you win the first place with the junior group, you can participate in the competition.

If the youth group does not win the first place and the teacher group wins the first place, then the college can only participate in the competition by the teacher group.

Similarly.

The same is true for the youth group.

If only the youth group won the first place, then only the youth group can participate in this academy.

The same is true for the youth group.

However, there is no way to register for the youth group at Shrek Academy. They are not old enough, so there is nothing to say.

"If you still want to continue to sign up, come here quickly. It's the last hour. If you don't come again, your life will be deadlined!"

The life-saving time in the qualifiers is also very strict, basically only these two days.

Carl and the others delayed their day, so they came today.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, they have arrived, just sign up.

But Carl and the others were the last to sign up, and there was no one else behind.

"Is Shrek College right? Is there a school badge? And you are the only ones who participated in the competition?"

The person in charge of the registration immediately showed disdainful eyes when he saw only six students and three teachers saving his life.

"Everyone really comes to sign up, and you don't have to worry about embarrassment.

Shrek College? I have never heard of any broken pheasant school.

By the way, can you pay the registration fee? This requires ten golden soul coins!"

This man obviously looked down on Shrek Academy.

Seeing this scene.

Carl couldn't help but sigh.

“Sure enough, there is such cerebral palsy everywhere.

Don’t worry about whether we can pay the fee or not, just sign up quickly.

If you delay registration, you can't afford the consequences."

As he said that, Carl took out ten golden soul coins and threw them on the table.

But his attitude made the other party even more unhappy.

"The people from Pheasant Academy dare to be arrogant when I am reluctant to do anything. Are you looking for death?"

The words have not ended.

The man stood up and then burst out a hundred taels of yellow and purple soul ring on his body!

Obviously.

He is also a soul master, and his level is still a soul master above level 40.

But his soul ring configuration...

How to say it.

It can only be said to be terrible!

"That's it? I thought you were so powerful!"

Zhao Wuji is also a bad temper.

He saw the other party showing his soul ring to find fault, so he walked out and showed his soul ring!

Two yellow, two purple, three black!

The soul power of more than seventy levels instantly dispersed the opponent's soul ring.

The other party also sat down blankly, feeling a little incredible in his eyes.

"Soul Saint-level teacher? How is this possible? In addition to the sects and mainstream academies, there are Soul Saints who are teachers?!"

The man was obviously affected.

He could not understand why this was the case.

"You can sign up now?"

Carl waved and Zhao Wuji immediately put away his soul ring.

"Okay, okay, I'll sign up for you now!"

The man's eyes were filled with fear, and he immediately took out the registration form to prepare to fill in.

Those around me who wanted to watch the fun were also a little disappointed at this time.

They originally thought there would be a good show, but they ended up being crushed.

The soul saint who is over seventy levels and the soul sect who is over forty levels is basically as easy as an adult hitting a minor.

It's almost instant kill, so there's nothing to notice.

However, as the registration progresses.

More and more things have surprised the people around you!

Since the youth group cannot participate in the competition, this registration group is simply skipped.

Next is the registration for the youth group.

In order to authenticate registration, everyone must show their soul rings to ensure their own level.

So Xiaowu was the first to go on.

When her three soul rings appeared, the man who signed up suddenly opened his eyes wide and felt incredible.

"You said you are only eleven years old? Then you are the Soul Lord?"

"What's wrong, do you have any comments?"

Xiao Wu pouted and took back the soul ring.

The man wiped his sweat and smiled and said, "No, I have no objection, I'm just a little curious."

The man looks fifty or sixty years old this year.

However, he is the Soul Sect at level 40.

Xiao Wu is only eleven years old now, but she is already a level 38 soul master.

The gap between them is not very big.

This hit the man deeply.

However, next, Dai Mubai's Soul Lord level and Dugu Yan's Soul Lord level had already made him feel a little numb.