The full-level boss starts from Douluo

Chapter 38 The Master's Philosophy

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, are you injured? Is my son Qin He alright?"

At the entrance of Soul Hunting Forest, a tall and burly middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, his loud voice shook the air slightly.

This middle-aged man is Qin He's father, a level 54 Soul King powerhouse, Qin Zhan.

Zhao Chong's injury was not serious. After the detoxification, an auxiliary spirit master stepped forward and added several states to Dean Zhao Chong. Dean Zhao Chong's expression immediately became much better.

"Brother Qin Zhan, your son, your son he..."

Dean Zhao Chong couldn't continue his words.

"Hunting Forest is so dangerous? Is my son injured?"

An anxious look appeared on Qin Zhan's face.

It's no wonder that Qin Zhan doesn't worry about his son Qin He, who is the only seedling of his old Qin family!
Moreover, the Soul Hunting Forest was already extremely dangerous, and even a level 38 Soul Venerable like Dean Zhao Chong was seriously injured!
No matter how talented his son was, he was only a level 10 spirit master after all, and injuries were inevitable in the melee.

No, this kid Zhao Chong has such an ugly face. Could it be that something happened to my son in the Soul Hunting Forest?

Qin Zhan's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and a powerful momentum burst out instantly!

"Your son is not injured, and your son has become a level 30 great soul master and can graduate!"

Seeing Qin Zhan's expression, Dean Zhao Chong's mouth muscles twitched several times.

This time in Soul Hunting Forest, your son Qin He has nothing at all.

I, Director Zhao Chong, was almost so mad at him that he almost vomited blood into a river!
After briefly talking to Qin Zhan about what happened in the Hunting Soul Forest, Dean Zhao Chong finally couldn't hold back and asked:
"Brother Qin, I take the liberty to ask, do you usually like to wear a green hat?"

"Young Master Qin He doesn't look like you!"

After speaking, Qin Zhan's mouth twitched.

Too monstrous!

His own son, Qin He, is really too enchanting!
A six-year-old child, a 10th-level soul master, entered the Soul Hunting Forest, absorbed two thousand-year-old spirit rings in a row, and became a [-]th-level great soul master in a blink of an eye. Who would dare to believe this news?
If it weren't for Qin He standing here, he Qin Zhan could really see the spirit ring above Qin He's head, and he couldn't believe this fact!
Qin Zhan laughed:
"President Zhao, my son's talent for cultivation is just average. It's up to me. My cultivation talent was just like that when I was young!"

"Let Brother Zhao laugh, laugh..."

Dean Zhao Chong: "..."

piss off!
You Qin family father and son, there is no good thing!

This is too shameless!
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In a classroom of Notting College, Master Yu Xiaogang is giving a lecture.

"Little San, according to my martial spirit theory, every spirit master must be careful when absorbing spirit rings, and can't absorb spirit rings from spirit beasts that are too old, because the result is often sudden death... ··"

Below, Tang San's little face was full of seriousness, nodding from time to time, feeling that what Master Yu Xiaogang said was too reasonable.

When Tang San absorbed his first spirit ring, it was a century-old spirit ring. The fusion of two different powers made him suffer a lot.

If he hadn't cultivated the Xuan Tian Gong, his physical and psychological qualities would be at the peak of soul masters of the same level, and he might not be able to bear it.

"Qin He, he has been in the Soul Hunting Forest for so long. He must not understand the theory of soul rings, so he can absorb a random soul ring!"

Tang San couldn't help thinking about it.

For Qin He, for this great demon king who destroyed his self-confidence time and time again, while Tang San was in awe, he was also thinking about how to surpass him.

Thinking that Qin He might be behind him for some reason, Tang San couldn't help but gloat: "Although I know it's wrong to think this way, but I can't help it!"

"I, Tang San, have been cultivating for so long, and now I'm a level 16 spirit master. Even if Qin He gets a powerful spirit ring, he won't be able to keep up with the speed of my cultivation!"

"With my cultivation speed, if I can reach the level of 12 soul power at the age of 20, then I should be the youngest graduate of Notting College!"

Thinking about the scenery, honor, and applause of being No.1 in Notting College in the future, Tang San was in a very happy mood.

Just as I was thinking about something, at this moment, I saw a loud noise from outside the classroom.

"Young Master Qin He has returned from the Soul Hunting Forest!"

"He absorbed two spirit rings in the Hunting Soul Forest at once, the first one is from a thousand years old, and the second is from a 5000-year old one!"

"Young Master Qin He is now at level 30 in spirit power. A 30-level great soul master, Young Master Qin He is only six years old. Could it be that he is graduating!"

"Graduate at the age of six! Young Master Qin He broke the record of cultivation, and also broke the graduation record of all academies in Douluo Continent!"

When these people's comments reached Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's ears, the expressions of the two were as if they had knocked over a bottle of five flavors, very exciting.

"Is there any problem with my ears?"

Master Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath.

The face is so swollen!

So uncomfortable!

I just said that spirit rings can't be smoked indiscriminately, age is very important, and in the blink of an eye, there will be a negative teaching material!

This guy Qin He is literally hitting me, Yu Xiaogang, a martial arts research expert!
Whenever I, Yu Xiaogang, want to come up with a more powerful theory, this guy will always pop up and tell him with bloody facts that the theory is useless!
The spirit ring can be inhaled or put on at will, but it is still alive and kicking, you darling, please respect my research results a little bit!

Fuck it!
Young Master Qin He, your father Qin Zhan and I are still friends. What kind of grudges do we have?

"Teacher, you said before that Young Master Qin He is very lazy about cultivation. As long as I work hard, I will catch up with him sooner or later. Does it count now?"

Tang San stared blankly at Yu Xiaogang with his bright eyes, his eyes lost, as if he was seeking the teacher's encouragement.

"Little San!"

Yu Xiaogang sighed deeply and said, "Teacher once also had a great dream, to become a powerful Spirit Master in Douluo Continent, for this teacher I was furious, and ten years later, teacher, I finally …”

Tang San's eyes lit up: "Teacher, you mean, as long as you work hard, as long as you have a dream, one day it will come true, right?"

What an inspiring story!

My teacher Yu Xiaogang, the most powerful martial arts theory researcher in Douluo Continent, is encouraging me!
Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said, "Ten years later, my Wuhun Luo Sanpao told me that it was a fart!"

"The iron pestle can be ground into a needle, and the wooden stick can only be ground into a toothpick. If the material is wrong, it will be useless no matter how hard you try!"

"Don't keep your eyes on Qin He. There are so many people in Douluo Continent, why do you have to look for abuse?"

Tang San:"······"

(End of this chapter)