Douluo's Infinite Master

Chapter 48 Elite Soul Master Competition
Chapter 48

Three days ago, Xiao Wu brought Chen Mo into the forest, came out, and joined everyone.

It took everyone three days to return to the academy, half of which was to take care of Chen Mo.

Xiao Wu put Chen Mo's sword aside, and wiped Chen Mo's cheeks as usual.

"Xiao Wu! We're here." Tang San opened the door curtain on the carriage and poked his head in and said.

Xiao Wu put the towel in her hand aside, turned to Tang San and said, "Little San, come, help me."

"En. Good." Tang San squeezed into the carriage, urged the Blue Silver Grass to lift Chen Mo up.

"Mo, we are back, you should wake up too." Xiao Wu looked at Chen Mo, smiled and said softly, but the smile was a bit forced.

"Three, we are leaving too. Come to the Beast Academy when you have time." Meng still reluctantly said.

Tang San was also reluctant, holding Meng Yiran's little hand tightly, "Yiran, me."

"Reluctant? Then don't go."

Chen Mo made a fuzzy sound, and slowly got up.

"Little Mo!"

"Merco."

Tang San and the others couldn't help showing joyful expressions when they saw Chen Mo wake up.

"Mo." Xiao Wu finally let go of the big stone in her heart, and a flat smile appeared on her face.

Chen Mo looked at Xiao Wu, and stretched out his hand to hold her limp little hand.

"Xiao Wu. I caught you, so don't run away next time."

"Ah."

Xiao Wu responded softly, and snuggled into Chen Mo's arms.

In fact, Chen Mo woke up a long time ago, and fought countless rounds with other soul beasts in his own spiritual world.

Well, it's actually a joke.

This time, Chen Mo can be said to be a blessing in disguise. Not only did he feel that his soul power had broken through, but also the obsession in his heart disappeared.

Potential hidden dangers were also eliminated, and the soul ring evolved from yellow to purple, successfully becoming a thousand-year soul ring.

The growth rate of his soul ability also reached 100%.

Although I feel that my soul power is actually not much, but the quality has improved a lot.

Even if the soul power is still at level 29, there is no breakthrough.

Level [-] feels very far away.

But think about it, Chen Mo doesn't care, if the soul power can't be improved, then the soul ring can be raised.

If it is not enough for a thousand years, then it will be ten thousand years, if it is not enough for ten thousand years, then it will be 10 years.

The reason why the 10 year spirit ring is precious is not just because of its rarity, but because it can give two spirit abilities.

In that case there are four soul skills.Then for a million years, four, in that case eight, which is no worse than Contra.

According to the difference of Wuhun, even Titled Douluo can be strong.

For the first time, Chen Mo understood her future path, although she paid a lot, especially Xiao Wu, she paid more.

Chen Mo rubbed Xiao Wu, feeling more and more guilty in his heart, willing to let go of hatred for himself, and also because of himself, she lost again.Mother.

In Chen Mo's heart, he was deeply moved.

Xiao Wu was in Chen Mo's arms, and pressed her face to Chen Mo's chest, finally a smile appeared on her face, this was the first time she smiled in these three days.

Smile very happily.

Everything is beautiful, Tang San also rubbed Meng Yiran, Ning Rongrong smiled and took Zhu Zhuqing's hand, even this iceberg, Zhu Zhuqing showed a faint smile on his face.

"Woooo. I don't know why, but I'm holding on." Ma Hongjun was moved and burst into tears.

Oscar at the side felt the same way, glanced at Ning Rongrong, somewhat disappointed in his heart, "This is love, the smell of decay, the legendary dog ​​food."

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, seeing that her whole heart was on Chen Mo's side, his heart ached even more.

"Hey, you kid, finally woke up." Zhao Wou-ki's untimely voice interrupted their good deed.

"Ms. Zhao, if you are so careful, you won't find your wife." Chen Mo shook his head and apologized.

Zhao Wou-ki expressed his displeasure, "Damn, you brat, I'm so worried about you, yet you still say that."

"Understood, Mr. Zhao." Chen Mo recalled that before, he worked hard for them, knowing that it was like hitting an egg against a rock, but he was still willing to stand up for their slim chance of survival.

"Stinky boy, you still have a conscience." Zhao Wou-ki said comfortingly.

"Yiran, let's go back." Chao Tianxiang walked to Meng Yiran's side, patted her shoulder lightly, and said.

Meng still reluctantly glanced at Tang San, "Grandma, me."

"I know, you can't bear him, but we really should go back. You have to go back to the academy." Chao Tianxiang said.

"College? Just transfer to another school. Really, Meng Yiran will stay. Look at her mistress, tsk tsk, it's pitiful." Chen Mo joked.

"Yes, grandma, as long as you transfer to another hospital, grandma, I want to stay." Meng Yiran said a little excitedly.

"No!" Chao Tianxiang said.

Meng still stubbornly said back, "Why, it's the same everywhere in the college, isn't it?"

"Mr. Meng Shu, Ms. Chao Tianxiang, welcome to Shrek Academy." Flender stepped out from the academy, interrupted them, and greeted Chao Tianxiang and Meng Shu.

"Who are you?" Meng Shu said angrily.

"Ahem, that Grandpa Meng, let me introduce you, he is the dean of our college, Dean Flender." Tang San responded.

"The dean of this college? Although your students are pretty good, but, with all due respect, your college, it, is not qualified." Meng Shu looked at the dilapidated gate behind Flender, and said disdainfully .

Flender's face darkened. Although he knew that what he said was true, he still felt uncomfortable when he heard that.

"I'm sorry, Dean Flender, the old man has a bad temper. But to be honest, your academy is indeed not qualified." Chao Tianxiang apologized and continued.

Flender's face turned even darker. These two people have a black face and a white face, which means that my college is not good.

At the side, Ma Hongjun saw them attacking his teacher, Dean Flender, and said, "Hey, old woman, how do you talk? What do you mean by being unqualified? Could it be that your family members are a little weird? Is it an extra mouth, or An extra leg."

In any case, he is his mentor, and his mentor is humiliated. As a child, how can he stand by and watch.

"Hongjun! Come back." Flender felt warm in his heart, but his face was already serious.

"Teacher, me." Ma Hongjun hesitated.

"go back!"

Flender yelled directly, in fact, in order to give them a step up, and also help Ma Hongjun escape, after all, he is comparable to the existence of Titled Douluo.

"That's not necessary. Fatty, you want to know what qualifications are right. Let me tell you, it's the qualifications for the Elite Soul Master Competition. Do you have any?" Chao Tianxiang said calmly.

"Elite?"

"Soul master?"

"Contest?"

When a group of people heard the sound, they were all taken aback, somewhat at a loss.

"The Elite Soul Master Competition, the full name is the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, which was initiated and organized by Wuhundian, Tiandou, and Xingluo." Chen Mo continued to explain.

"It includes dozens of high-level soul master academies in the entire mainland, and dozens of different forces. It is said that this time for the first time, the sect forces have agreed to participate, and the scale of the competition has expanded again."

"All soul masters under the age of 25 can participate."

"In fact, this competition is simply to use the guise of the competition to resolve disputes and discover talents."

"Because in the end, it will always be the Spirit Hall that wins all kinds of rewards and talents. It is also in this way that the Spirit Hall can become the number one force in the mainland after so many years of development."

"This explains it so you understand." Chen Mo said a lot in one breath, and then called it a day.

"Sigh." Flender sighed, not being able to participate in the elite soul master competition, this is the only regret in his heart, although the words are not very nice.But it's all true.

"Oh, Dean, I'm so sorry." Chao Tianxiang apologized.

Flender shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I should say sorry."

"Okay, isn't it just one quota? If there will be one, you can still stay, Xiaosan, and take your still to go back and register." Chen Mo waved his hand.

"Ah. What?" Tang San, who was already disappointed, couldn't help being stunned when he heard Chen Mo speak.

But soon, recalling Chen Mo's identity, he soon felt relieved, "Well, Xiao Mo, please."

After speaking, he almost used the greatest strength and speed in his life to pick up Meng Yiran and ran away.

"Eh, eh, this, no, if you say there will be, there will be, what qualifications do you have, let alone you, even your Tiandou royal family would not dare to speak like that." Chao Tianxiang said.

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, took out the Wuhundian Token from the earrings, avoided the sight of others, raised his hand and said, "Hey, you should be qualified now."

"This. This. I have it." Chao Tianxiang's complexion changed again and again, and finally gave in.

Chen Mo took back the token with a smile, "That's good. Then you talk to the dean about the details. After leaving, we will go to the academy and eat. We are all starving to death."

The others were all surprised, without asking, "What is that, Brother Mo, them."

"Yes, Brother Mo, what did you show them, and what is their attitude?"

"..."

Ma Hongjun and the two were like question mark babies, with constant questions.

In fact, it wasn't just them who were puzzled, Zhu Zhuqing and the others were also puzzled, they just didn't ask.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, let's go, you are not hungry." Chen Mo said.

Looking at the gradually yellowing sky, several people looked at each other, feeling puzzled.

"Brother Mo. Wait for me." Ma Hongjun has a wide body and a fat body. All fat people are extremely sensitive to food, so he ran straight away.

Seeing this, Oscar twitched the corner of his mouth, cursed inwardly, and then chased after him yelling, "Damn, fat man, wait for me."

Zhu Zhuqing was also a little puzzled, and Ning Rongrong couldn't help muttering, "What, Zhuqing, do you know?"

"Why are you thinking so much, let's go eat first, or be careful that Ma Hongjun finishes eating again." Zhu Zhuqing rarely made a small joke.

"Um, you're right. Let's go."

Ning Rongrong inadvertently recalled the fear of being dominated by Ma Hongjun.

. . . .

　The second stage, the soul master contest!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)