Douluo's candle

Su Yuntao shot out quickly with both hands,

Six rays of light green light poured into the black stone, forming a light golden mask.

Golden light spots floated into the boy's body one by one,

"Stretch out your right hand."

All the light spots rushed out, and a sickle appeared in the boy's hand.

It seems that the sickle is not an illusion of light and shadow, but a real existence.

Isn't this pure animal energy?

Xiao Wangquan was puzzled. There was something strange about the collision of different cultivation systems.

"Your martial soul is a sickle, a weapon soul. Use your mind to take it back and call it. Come, measure your soul power."

He handed the blue crystal ball in his hand to him and motioned to place his right hand on it.

Little Wang Quan understood now, it should be to measure the amount of strange soul power in his body.

As expected, none of the three in a row had any soul power in their bodies.

However, some messy martial arts opened his eyes.

He vaguely understood that the world was divided into weapon souls and beast souls.

And his martial spirit is most likely his own divine power, Zhu Jiuyin.

Legend has it that when his magical power is complete, he can easily collapse an entire world, and the sun is just a thing in his mouth.

There should be no candle dragons in this world,

Xiao Wang Quan is somewhat looking forward to the future.

Master Matthew Nuo on the side saw that Su Yuntao was a little tired, so he waved his hand to ask him to leave.

"Just rest. I'm taking you to the village this time just to practice your skills first. You should be able to break through level [-] next year. By then, you won't have to force yourself to test six or seven people for your soul power."

After saying that, he continued to test the remaining few people.

The same process finally arrived at Wang Sheng.

Su Yuntao, who was resting on the side, stepped forward.

"Little one, please let me hug you."

Wang Sheng originally planned to put the little Wang Quan on the ground temporarily. Hearing this, he looked at the little guy hesitantly.

There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Wang Quan opened his little hand and was taken by Su Yuntao.

Xiao Wangquan was lying on Su Yuntao's shoulder. The soul power in his body was half as much as his own, while Mathieu Nuo not far away had more than twice as much soul power as him.

It's just that I don't know how much it is. The first few reference objects are all zero, so it's impossible to calculate how much my soul power is.Su Yuntao seemed to have less than three swords in his shoulder badge, and he was embarrassed to introduce his level at the beginning.

But, I knew it right away.

The golden light spots gathered together, and this time they were finally no longer farm tools, blue silver grass, etc.

A layer of faint yellow light emerged from Wang Sheng's body, transforming into a golden tiger, with a ferocious word "王" written on his forehead.

"This is"

"War Tiger Spirit"

Su Yuntao said in a deep voice word by word.

"Good boy," Master Matthew Nuo smiled kindly, "use your mind to take back your martial spirit."

"Let's test your innate soul power again."

Wang Shengyi put his hand on the crystal ball, and the crystal ball lit up for the only time.

The light climbed up little by little, and finally settled at a level that vaguely illuminated the Wuhun Branch Hall.

"Soul Power Level [-]"

Su Yuntao, who was holding Xiao Wang Quan, was shocked.

"This kid is so scary, his future achievements will not be inferior to mine."

You know, when he awakened, he was only at the second level of innate soul power.And Wang Sheng’s martial spirit is a fighting tiger. Only a pack of wolves can defeat a fighting tiger. A lone wolf, alas.

Brown light was released from Mathenuo again, and the crystal ball bounced away Wang Sheng's palm.

"Good boy, good boy." Master Matthew Nuo couldn't stop smiling. He was very pleased to see a martial spirit awakening among these ordinary children.

The brown light all over his body converged, and he took back the possession of his martial soul.

"Okay, let's go out."

Little Wang Quan thought to himself, such a large amount is level two, and I have five or six times more than Wang Sheng.

It should be level ten

Innately full of soul power, this is it

In fact, it was not beyond his expectation.

So Su Yuntao's soul power is probably level 28, and Matthew Nuo's is level [-].

Little Wang Quan made an estimate based on the amount in each body.

Matthew Nuo has two circles. I think there should be one more circle every ten levels. What is this circle?

Everyone came to the door,

The village chief grandfather had been waiting for a long time and came up to him with a nervous look on his face.

"Master, how about it? Is it possible for the children in our village to become soul masters this year?"

Matthew Nuo smiled and said, "Your grandson has a very good talent. He is the only one among the seven who has soul power. He has level two innate soul power and is a martial soul fighting tiger."

Matthew Nuo didn't say anything about whether he was willing to come to Wuhun Palace. Wuhun Palace Soul Master Academy only recruits geniuses, and the innate level two is still far behind the geniuses of those nobles.

After Wang Sheng graduates, you can ask him if he is less willing to join Wuhun Palace and become the same existence as Su Yuntao.

But Matthewno is still willing to say more,

"We have all come to Jiming Village and Ergou Village. They have no awakened children this year. I even think it is very likely that Wang Sheng is the only one among the nineteen villages under Notting City who can become a soul master this year."

"You share a work-study quota with Jiming Village and Ergou Village. You can use it this year so that Wang Sheng can go to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study in three months."

These matters are not originally under the control of Wuhun Palace, but after staying in Notting City for so many years, the basic process is still clear. He is also an ordinary person. He knows the difficulties of ordinary villages and is willing to talk more. He just hopes to walk less. detour.

The village chief's grandpa originally laughed from ear to ear when he heard that his grandson had awakened the martial spirit, but the noble master of the martial spirit hall kindly explained it to him, and of course he listened attentively.

"Thank you Master Matthew No."

Su Yuntao pinched Xiao Wang Quan's face and handed him to Wang Sheng.

Waving his hand, he followed Master Matthewno to the next village.

He always had a special feeling for this little baby, who was so radiant and divine that he seemed to be destined to awaken as a soul master.

This world has always been controlled by sects, empires, and Wuhun Palace.

No genius is born from ordinary people

And this future soul master who has lived among common people since childhood, what attitude will he have towards common people, and what attitude will he have towards nobles.

He had an inexplicable premonition that six years later, a genius would be shocked.

In 20 years, it will have a strong impact on the existing structure.

Su Yuntao smiled and floated away in white clothes like a crane.

Little Wang Quan held Wang Sheng's head and giggled. He was happy for Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng was also very happy, "Hey, grandpa, why are you crying?"

Little Wang Quan then turned around and noticed that the village chief's grandfather was leaning on a cane and silently wiping tears.

"I didn't cry, I didn't cry. Grandpa is happy."

The village chief's grandpa smiled with tears in his eyes and patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder, "We finally have a soul master in our village. Now we can no longer be bullied by others."

"Come on, let's go home quickly. We will plant all the fields for a day and make your parents happy."

The cane poked on the ground, a little more cheerful than usual.

"Did you hear what Master Matthew Nuo said? In three months, you will go to that soul master academy. Remember to have a good relationship with your classmates, study hard in school, and don't let others bully you. If you are wronged, just do it. Come back and tell your family."

The village elder and grandpa babbled incessantly, as if explaining something.

"Little Wang Quan has nothing to worry about. I will take him at home and take him to the city to see you when I have time."

"Go back and ask your dad to go to the village to save two quilts and take them to school, one bunk and one quilt."

"Let your mother prepare more dry food. I don't know if the school food is good."

For the first time, the village chief hurriedly walked ahead, talking non-stop.

Wang Sheng followed behind with little Wang Quan in his arms, his face full of helplessness.

"There are still three months, why is there such a rush,"

As he spoke, tears flowed out unconsciously, crying silently.

Little Wang Quan could only feel their sadness, but didn't understand why they were crying.