People are in Douluo, coaxing Xiaowu's soul ring

"A hundred-year soul ring." Matthew Nuo exclaimed, the gentle smile on his face suddenly solidified, and he looked at Lan Si again, full of admiration.

"Master, is this all right?" Blue-white flames rose in Lan Si's eyes. Every time he moved, two fire snakes would emerge from the air. This was a unique effect of using the Qinglian Martial Spirit and the Holy Qiankun Kung Fu.

"But... it's okay." Matthew Nuo breathed a long sigh of relief, trying to calm down the excitement in his heart, then picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table beside him and walked to Lan Si, saying: "Put your soul power

Inject it in and see what level of soul power it reaches."

Lan Si nodded, put away the Qinglian Martial Soul, raised his hand and touched the crystal ball lightly. With the injection of soul power, the crystal ball instantly lit up with a bright yellow halo.

The halo is not strong, but extremely clear.

Soul power: level eleven.

Lan Si didn't show the slightest surprise. Unlike Tang San in the original work, his martial arts and soul power reached the bottleneck in the first three months of awakening the martial soul. He then practiced for another three months until he started to obtain the soul ring.

There is half a year in between for him to cultivate his soul power.

Therefore, after absorbing the soul ring, the soul power reaches level thirteen.

After all, Lan Si only broke through to level ten three or four days ago. On the basis of absorbing soul rings and improving by one level, no matter how powerful the Holy Qiankun Gong and Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Techniques are, it is impossible for him to break through within three or four days.

Increase one level of soul power.

After determining the soul power level, Matthew Nuo invited Lan Si to join the Spirit Hall.

Lan Si refused. He had many secrets. Even if he joined, it would not be the right time. Moreover, he preferred to be alone rather than being bound by rules.

Matthew Nuo showed a gratified smile, "Congratulations on becoming an excellent soul master. I will issue you a soul master medal and this month's subsidy later. The soul master's subsidy is one gold soul coin every month, which is big."

Ten for soul masters every month, and one hundred for soul masters every month. Next time you come to Wuhun Hall, you only need to use the soul master medal to receive it."

"Thank you, Master Matthew No."

When Lan Si left the Spirit Hall, he already had a Soul Master Medal and a Gold Soul Coin in his Ocean Blue Heart.

Standing at the entrance of Wuhun Hall, Lan Si raised his head and glanced at the sun in the middle of the sky. It was already approaching noon, and his stomach growled.

Speaking of which, Lan Si didn't even have time to have breakfast because he was in a hurry.

Immediately he rushed to Notting College.

After entering the college, Lan Si was about to reach the cafeteria. When he was passing by the playground, he suddenly heard the sound of a fight.

Looking around, he found that senior students headed by Xiao Chenyu were fighting with working-study students headed by Xiao Wu.

At this moment, the senior students have been defeated.

Even Xiao Chenyu was tied into a rice dumpling by Tang San's first blue silver grass soul skill. He fell to the ground, his eyes filled with the slightest trace of fear. He was afraid that Tang San would release black mamba snake venom on him.

"How is it? Do you accept it?"

Xiao Wu stood on a small slope in the playground and looked down at Xiao Chenyu. The red light on her body lit up. Under the faint red halo, her eyes turned red and her ears slowly grew longer.

They became a pair of rabbits and their bodies became a little taller.

A circle of yellow soul rings rose up under his feet, circling up and down with his body as the center.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced." Xiao Chenyu begged for mercy again and again.

"Then why don't you call me sister Xiaowu?" Xiaowu still refused.

"Sister Xiao Wu, hurry up, everyone please call me Sister Xiao Wu. From now on, Sister Xiao Wu will be the eldest sister of our Notting College."

A Blue Silver Grass with a century-old soul ring is already so powerful. Xiao Wu's martial spirit is a beast martial soul, and he also has a century-old soul ring. Xiao Chenyu does not think that he will be his opponent.

"Alright, Tang San, let go of Xiao Chenyu." Seeing all the senior students bowing to him, Xiao Wu put away her martial spirit, raised her waist somewhat proudly, and glanced at Tang San.

, landed on Lan Si who was passing by not far away, and his eyebrows instantly furrowed.

"Hey, stop here."

Lan Si ignored him and walked to the cafeteria on his own.

"Hey, I told you to stop, do you hear me clearly?" Seeing that Lan Si didn't reply, Xiao Wu jumped down the small slope and angrily ran towards Lan Si and stopped in front of the latter.

"Is something wrong?" Lan Si asked calmly.

Xiao Wu looked up and down her pink face and said, "I heard Tang San said that you also obtained the first spirit ring, right? According to the agreement last time, let's compete again now."

"All right."

Before Xiao Wu could react, Lan Si slightly bent his right palm and used the grabbing technique of the Holy Qiankun Gong to press it on Xiao Wu's forehead.

Lan Si's sudden attack surprised Xiao Wu. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little angry and unprepared. This was her tactic in the past, but today her opponent actually took advantage of it.

Not far away, Tang San's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he secretly thought that Xiao Wu might suffer a loss.

As the saying goes, a layman only sees the excitement, and an expert sees the door. Lan Si's seemingly ordinary attack turned out to be a superb grappling technique that he had never seen before.

Facing this method, even if it was the first time he encountered it, it would be difficult to deal with it when his soul power was almost the same.

Is it possible that this world also has superb martial arts similar to the Tang Sect's unique skills?

Just as Tang San was thinking, Xiao Wu turned sideways and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, then threw out her scorpion braid, intending to wrap around Lan Si's neck.

Lan Si was already prepared. He made a feint to avoid Xiao Wu's scorpion braid. At the same time, he grabbed Xiao Wu's left arm with his right palm and twisted it gently. Xiao Wu was in pain and instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

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Seeing the scene in front of them, all the students present were dumbfounded and thought to themselves, are all freshmen so fierce now?

Putting one knee on Xiao Wu's back, suppressing her tightly, Lan Si slowly said, "You lose."

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it. You made a sneak attack and didn't respect martial ethics. I haven't called start yet!" Being pinned down by Lan Si, Xiao Wu felt a slight pain. Fortunately, this is a playground. Otherwise, he would have to throw himself in another place.

Dogs cannot chew mud.

"Did you say hello to me last time you took action?" Lan Si let go of Xiao Wu, stood up slowly, and asked.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu blushed instantly, but to ask her sister Xiao Wu to give in to a little kid in his early six years?

Just kidding, how is this possible?

"I don't care. Today I will defeat you in the spirit master's way. If you lose, you will call me Sister Xiaowu like Xiao Chenyu and others." Xiaowu stood up, rubbed her sore shoulders, and stretched out her hand.

The index finger points to Lansi.

"Then what if you lose?" Lan Si raised the corner of his mouth and asked.

"I lost? How could my sister Xiao Wu lose?" Xiao Wu looked in disbelief.

"That's all." Lan Si touched his chin and said to himself, if you lose, you can be my soul ring and soul bone from now on.

"Let's do it."

"Hmph, Xiao Wu, a first-year work-study student, Wuhun, Tu, a twelfth-level first-level battle soul master, please give me some advice."

Xiao Wu hummed softly and released his martial spirit.

A faint red halo enveloped Xiao Wu's body, and she transformed into a human-shaped rabbit. A yellow soul ring rose under her feet, which is the distinctive sign of a soul master.

"Lan Si, Wuhun, Qinglian, an eleventh-level first-level combat soul master, please give me your advice."

Blue-white flames curled up from Lan Si's eyes, and the forest-white light penetrated through his body, summoning the Qinglian martial spirit, and a yellow century-old soul ring also rose under his feet.