Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 31 The Second Soul Ring Comes from Mosquitoes?

Mo Wentian didn't think much about Tang San's words.

Just like his thoughts, he was full of curiosity about Holy Soul Village.

Since Tang San invited him to play in Saint Soul Village, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Moreover, he was a little sad and missed old man Cao, the old man he loved and hated.

Just missing will not make love come back, and the lost people will not come back.

However, this is the Douluo Continent, and the lost ones may still come back.

This is also the case, Mo Wentian has to work hard, as long as he keeps working hard, he will definitely be able to seize the opportunity, and he will definitely be able to.

Even if the hope of seizing the opportunity is very slim, he doesn't want to miss it, doesn't want to give up.

Mo Wentian, who returned to the dormitory, did not sleep, but meditated according to the method taught by the master.

The method is very simple, don't resist, just accept the soul power and absorb the soul power.

Although Mo Wentian didn't understand the meaning of this very well, and he had never cultivated seriously, this process might be very boring, but he had no other choice, and this was the only motivation for him to persevere.

"Wuhundian, Tang San, Grandmaster, Bibi Dong, the Seven Shrek Monsters...and the cub-protecting madman Tang Hao. These people will meet sooner or later. And if you want to revive old man Cao, you have to compete with some of them I never thought that my competitor in this life would be so strong."

pressure!

Unprecedented pressure.

This sense of oppression makes people feel suffocated, even desperate.

They are all the best in the new generation of Douluo Continent.

All of them are monstrous geniuses, full of innate soul power, powerful martial soul, and amazing perseverance. They are destined to be the powerhouses of the new generation.

Facing such a competitor, he didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Under pressure, Mo Wentian had to practice diligently, even if he failed countless times, he still had to learn the method of meditation and how to absorb soul power.

Mo Wentian remembered the soul power he absorbed when he took the "Divine Demon Pill", the surging feeling was like being wrapped in countless cottons, and it was continuously absorbed by his body, tempered, strengthened and improved.

However, Mo Wentian, who had such an experience, still couldn't feel the absorption brought by meditation. After trying countless times, it was already two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Does it mean that I really have no talent?"

"Could it be that I really can only be a cook?"

"Could it be that... I really..."

One question after another came from Mo Wentian's heart.

He denied it again and again, he didn't want to give up, but how can he break through the current predicament.

Thinking about it, he tried again.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed.

"Om-"

Snapped!
A slap across the face.

Mo Wentian didn't open his eyes, this is not the first time he has behaved like this.

"Annoying, why are there so many mosquitoes?"

Yes, what Mo Wentian did was to beat mosquitoes.

After killing a mosquito, he tried again.

And this process of beating mosquitoes, he has become accustomed to, as long as there are mosquitoes that dare to move their mouths at him, he will kill them.

"Buzzing..."

"Again?!"

Mo Wentian was annoyed by this annoying mosquito.

And judging from the noise, there is more than one, it is likely to be many, or even a large group.

"No, no matter how many mosquitoes there are, there can't be so many."

Mo Wentian remembered one thing, he experienced a similar situation when he released his first soul ability, that is to say, he finally succeeded in meditation.

"Did it finally succeed?" Mo Wentian still had disbelief in his heart, and felt a little weird. Why was his meditation so weird?

However, no matter how you say it, the meditation was successful, as long as you can absorb the soul power.

"No..." Mo Wentian stopped, he wanted to interrupt this damn meditation, because he thought of one thing, a very serious thing.

The meditation that came out of blacksmithing, and the meditation that comes out now.

if--

All the same words.

So here comes the question, does this mean that he has already attached a second soul ring to the martial soul?

is it possible?impossible!
Not to mention that it might be impossible, even if it was possible, I didn't hunt and kill soul beasts! ! !
Mo Wentian tried to calm himself down.

Not to mention, the buff brought by his first spirit ring must not have any experience bonus, even if he reaches level [-], it has nothing to do with the spirit ring.

It has only been two days since I broke through from the Hunting Soul Forest. It is impossible to raise the level to level [-] in two days, unless you take drugs...

"Wait, it seems like I really am!?"

Mo Wentian's heart skipped a beat, this time the problem is serious, if it's true, would he already be at level [-]?

How do you look at it, it's like riding a rocket?
"But, since I didn't hunt spirit beasts, I don't have spirit rings anymore, and I won't..."

"Buzzing..."

Well, it's a damn mosquito.

Mo Wentian didn't want to admit that he had beaten mosquitoes too much, and unintentionally obtained a spirit ring from mosquitoes. He didn't need to ask, but this time it was a transparent spirit ring again.

Stone Hammer!

Pounce on the street——

I'm so cute!
Mo Wentian's inner world is collapsing.

Now, it's useless to say anything, practice, I practice a hammer! ! !

Apart from accepting this fact, what else could Mo Wentian say?

"Ugh--"

Mo Wentian recovered from meditation, it can be said that he has mastered the second soul ability, just like the first soul ability.

only……

Mo Wentian looked around, and there was no extra pot in his hand.

"My second soul skill, is it shrimp???"

Yes, this is the crux of the problem, Mo Wentian doesn't know what his second soul ability is.

Mo Wentian laughed at himself bitterly: "Could it be that my second soul ability is air?"

It's okay not to say it, but once I say it, my heart feels sour.It is really possible, otherwise, why would there be only soul power output, but no special effects of skills?

Mo Wentian could feel his soul power flowing and draining out of his body, but he couldn't feel any change, like a deflated balloon.Moreover, these soul powers filled the entire dormitory and leaked out, which felt very strange.

"Could it be that my soul power is released, and then I use my qi to kill the enemy?" Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to feel it, wanting to control these qi, let them gather together, and become "sword qi, wind blade" and the like things, and he failed.

"It seems that I was thinking too much." When Mo Wentian was about to withdraw his hand, a "ping-pong" sound interrupted his thoughts, "Huh? Is it a coincidence? Why did the rice plate fall to the ground?"

Mo Wentian scratched his head, was it a coincidence, or did he just do something.

Thinking back curiously, he picked up the rice plate and put it back in place, and then tried again like just now.

"Ping pong!"

"Hahahaha, I understand, I understand, is this my second soul ability?"

"Wait, why do you think it's a bit weird???"

Mo Wentian's happy heart suddenly cooled down, and he always felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)