Douluo: I have a ball martial soul

With big eyes and small eyes, Liu Ping looked at the uncle, wanting to hear his explanation, oh no, his introduction.

What on earth is this martial spirit similar to bubbles?Is it powerful?

It looks like it might burst as soon as you poke it. It's pale white and nothing outstanding. At least the bubbles it blows are colorful.

"Martial spirit~, uh, it's a ball. Let's test whether it has spirit power!" The uncle was also a little disappointed. This white one looked like a bubble that might disappear at any time. It also looked like a ball, so it was called a ball.

"What?" Liu Ping was stunned. Is this called a ball?

Uncle, isn’t this a bubble?Your eye looks like a ball.

However, he was still helpless. After all, he was a professional.

"Uncle, how do you take this back?" Liu Ping was a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and asked.

The main thing is, there's nothing wrong with calling me uncle.

It's just that he rarely communicates with anyone. He always exercises alone and plays in the mud with those little kids?What a waste of youth.

He aspires to become a god.

"Relax your whole body, treat it as a part of your body, and slowly withdraw it..." This great soul master also said patiently.

Listening to this, Liu Ping really wanted to praise him: Uncle, you are of great quality. You are worthy of being a professionally trained master.

Finally, Liu Ping slowly put away his martial soul, and the next step was to test the soul's power.

"Innately full of soul power!"

"Innately full of soul power!"

"Innately full of soul power!"

Important things should be said three times.

After Liu Ping completed this "ritual", he began to put the six-year-old child's paw on the test crystal ball.

Close your eyes nervously, then open them.

Less than half a second passed.

Liu Ping waited for a miracle to appear, but apart from feeling a little cool, he didn't see the crystal ball that tested soul power light up.

"There is no soul power, as expected, alas!"

The great soul master said, and finally sighed, "It's difficult."

Unless you awaken some martial souls such as large ferocious beasts, you will have some soul power, but your innate soul power does not exceed level five.

There are even fewer weapons with martial arts spirits. The most common ones are hoes, sickles and other martial arts spirits.

"No soul power!" After hearing these words, Liu Ping stood there as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to recover for a long time.

All kinds of emotions came to my mind!

After all, he is not a six-year-old child with a simple mind.

There is no such thing as twin martial souls. Now, first-level soul power is just his extravagant hope.

"Alas..." After the great soul master sighed, he called a plump, 20-year-old maid and asked her to take Liu Ping out, and then Liu Bao took her home.

Liu Mei, the younger sister who followed me all the way, was no longer smiling. She was usually lively and active, but she didn't dare to speak now because her brother was too scary like this.

In the end, Liu Ping didn't know how he got home. He only remembered that he locked himself in the room.

After looking at the roof for a long time, my eyes were dry and I didn't even blink.

"Why, why is this happening..."

"I've been working hard for six years. Isn't it useless..."

"Could it be that because I don't have a good background and my parents don't sacrifice, I can't have unlimited power?"

Questions that made him feel despair were passing through Liu Ping's mind.

The martial soul is a ball, to be precise, it is a white bubble that can be popped when poked.

Innate soul power, zero.

This destined him, Liu Ping, to continue to be mediocre in this world. How could he be willing to do so?

I don't know how long has passed.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boy Ping, it's time to eat!"

"Yes, Ping'er, we can't let mom worry about going out to eat!"

There was a knock on the door, all with worries. Liu Bao and his wife, Liu Ping's mother in this world, asked one after another.

Ordinary children will care about so many things. Only when they grow up will they feel a little sad. Then, they will be forced by life to become the lowest people.

In the end, he just accepted his fate and lived for only a few hundred years.

"Brother, your behavior will make your parents worried, and your sister will be worried too." Then, a childish voice came in.

As Liu Ping listened, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye. If he didn't have the strength, he could maintain an ordinary life, but if something he didn't want to happen happened, how could he protect himself?

Do you entrust your life to others?

"Perhaps, I should continue to be a loser. Without soul power, there is no source of power. It's all fake to become a god after drawing a sword [-] million times!" Liu Ping finally thought bitterly.

"Haha!" he said mockingly to himself.

With a tear, he roared hysterically: "Come on, keep killing me!"

He really wanted to travel through time again.

At that time, a better martial soul can be awakened, even if it is just a little bit ordinary.

Not a hundred million points, at least give me a little soul power, just level [-] will be fine!

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine!"

Then, he wiped away his tears, walked over and opened the door, forcing himself to smile and face the reality.

"Also, little girl like you, you know what to worry about." After saying that, he pinched Liu Mei's little sister's little face hard, but not too hard. This is a biological sister who is connected by blood, dear.

"Well, it's fine!"

The 30-year-old, ordinary-looking woman also smiled kindly, and was relieved to see that her son was willing to come out.

"Mei, let's go eat. You are the first one to shout that you are hungry." Finally, the woman also said to Liu Mei.

She is Liu Ping's mother, Zhang Zhenzhen, and Wuhun is also a bun, so she cleverly formed a family with Liu Bao.

"Azhen, judging from Ping's condition, it seems he still can't open it."

"Oh, Brother Bao, if he is willing to come out, he will accept it one day. If it takes a long time, then accept it and let's eat."

Liu Ping took his sister to eat, rubbing her little head while walking, which made her mood much better.

Liu Bao, on the other hand, was still worried and talking to his wife Azhen.

Finally, the family had a warm dinner in a simple hut.

The operation of "Liu Ji Baozi Shop" supports a family of four. In this small alley, a simple courtyard, three rooms, a hall, a bathroom, etc. are all well-furnished, neither big nor small.

If there was such an environment in the previous life, that would be great.

After dinner, Liu Ping looked at his parents who were clearing away the dishes and continuing their work.

Although parents don’t have to offer sacrifices to heaven, for ordinary people, this should be very happy.

"But I'm still not willing to give in!"

Liu Ping was still worried. Without an outstanding martial spirit, twin martial spirits, or innate soul power reaching level [-], what could he do to catch up with the protagonist Tang San, or go to the God Realm and gain immortality?

"Dad, Mom, I want to go out for a walk!"

After thinking about it, Liu Ping planned to go out to relax. Today was a depressing day, and his hope turned into disappointment in the end.

"Well, come back early, Mei, follow your brother, there are some Gintama coins in the drawer, you can buy some delicious food." Zhang Zhenzhen also agreed with her son's idea, but it was safer to let Liu Mei follow.

Liu Mei, on the other hand, had already run over to get the money.

Is the brother more important, or the snacks?That's obvious.