Douluo: I have a ball martial soul

Day after day, since the last incident, Liu Ping has not thought about going to the classroom to watch the performance between the head teacher and her man. The main reason is that there is nothing interesting to watch, and Pu Su Nian seems to have reached a state of calmness.

This time, a week has passed!

"Here I go, why is it so difficult to improve? Haven't you reached the second level of soul power yet?" After running more than ten laps on the playground with heavy loads, Liu Ping almost collapsed.

This soul power seems to have reached the first level after taking the pill given by Mengyao. Liu Ping seems to be too anxious. A person with full soul power can only reach the third level in a year.

As for him, he was born with zero soul power and still wanted to level up one level a day!

As for Pu Su Nian, he had already told him the news about the upgrade of one level of soul power, which made Liu Ping feel a little embarrassed and unwilling to admit defeat.

It has been more than a month since I was stuck with one and a half levels of soul power, and there is no sign of advancement.

"Forget it, change the training route!"

Training with a rock on your back is no longer interesting.

Finally, he ran to Park So-nian, who was sitting aside and watching his training.

"I wish I had your physical strength. I want to exercise too!" Pu Su Nian said enviously as he saw his body covered in sweat and his face covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

"You can also join. After finishing one lap today, if you think you can challenge it again, add another lap and a half tomorrow. If you keep doing this, you will feel that your physical strength is getting better and better, and you can control the cold. It helps too!”

"Life lies in movement!"

Liu Ping smiled lightly and told the truth.

Life lies in movement. Things that don't move are not objective objects. His thoughts are the impressions, and that is the most precious.

"However, I can't run with you now. I have to do something!" Liu Ping said to Pu Sunian after wiping his sweat.

There is nothing to feel guilty about. Ergou and the three losers are responsible for cleaning the area. Brother Hu is also enjoying his leisure time, practicing hard and striving to become a soul master as soon as possible.

Park So-nian and Liu Ping were almost inseparable.

Pu Sunian and Liu Ping have been staying together. They have been sleeping in the same bed for more than a month since the first day Liu Ping entered the college.

"What are you doing? Can I follow you?" Pu Sunian was also curious, and asked with her small white hand against her smooth chin.

"It's just about cultivation, you can follow me, it's not a secret!" Liu Ping responded, and this Pu Su Nian seemed to be really impressed by him.

Afterwards, the two walked side by side to the dormitory.

"Is this really a child with first-level soul power? Only a first-level attack-type soul master can match this physical strength!" After Liu Ping and the others left, the old man guarding the playground muttered.

It seemed unbelievable, but he could feel Liu Ping's soul power. It was very solid and a little special. It didn't seem to be soul power.

But on this continent, is there anything other than soul power?He doesn't know this.

Wuhun City, a courtyard large enough to occupy a corner, is the territory of the Meng family!

"This little rascal, I wonder if he will forget me."

"Could there really be a child?"

A seven-year-old girl, with her hands wrapped around her ear-length black hair, muttered.

Thinking of the average-looking boy who took advantage of her, the next moment, he subconsciously touched her slightly bulging belly.

In fact, she had eaten too much recently and had serious overeating. But she was a soul master, so these small problems were not a problem.

As for Liu Ping, he had already arrived in front of a blacksmith shop.

"Wait for me here. I'll go in and take a look and come out." Liu Ping said to the man who was following him, plainly dressed.

Pu Sunian nodded, with a soft voice and a slight smile: "Well, don't worry, I will wait for you to come out."

Finally, Liu Ping went in with confidence.

Now, Bawanghua said that he is suitable for the auxiliary route. How is that possible? Soul power is the foundation. If he has soul power and combines it with this weapon to block the killing god, he can become a nanny, but what if someone gets close to him.

Pull out a big sword, haha, that's a melee warrior.

He came here this time to forge a great sword, such as Yang Guo's dark iron heavy sword. There was no need to unseal it. Once he could hold the heavy sword completely, with one shot, all the soul masters in the ring would be completely destroyed. Turn into minced meat.

In addition, you can train with a heavy sword on your back.

You see a certain Xiaoyan, he has a black iron, and he has unlimited pretentiousness.

Nowadays, Liu Ping still has not stepped out of this novice town and has not reached the level of a first-level soul master. Even if he is playing around, it is just a child's play.

In the academy, there is still Chen Feng, the old boss, taking care of him, and if he becomes an assistant in the future, he won't have to fight so much.

Aren't you tired of fighting every day? Why not sit down and practice hard? After becoming a titled Douluo, wouldn't it be nice to crush those younger brothers?

ding ding dong~

After Liu Ping came in, a crisp sound of beating metal came out very rhythmically.

"Is the boss here?" Liu Ping shouted after looking around.

"You little devil, are you going the wrong way? This is not a toy store!" Then, a loud and rude voice came.

Liu Ping looked and saw that the source of the voice was a rough, stubbled, but still handsome man, about 40 years old. He was wrapped in a blacksmith's exclusive cloth and wore a sling. The blacksmith was very hot. , so you can feel cooler if you wear it this way.

"Boss, it's really bad for you to refuse business like this."

"I want to forge a heavy sword without an edge!"

Liu Ping responded, and then explained the purpose of coming here.

"Oh, little devil, how much do you want to hit?" The middle-aged man didn't seem to believe it, and then asked with a teasing look.

"I don't know. Give me fifty kilograms of fine iron." Liu Ping said truthfully. The stone he carried weighed fifty kilograms. Of course, he was dragging it on the ground and could bear half of the weight.

"Fifty pounds, haha, let's go, let's play aside!" The one yelled, obviously impatient. Liu Ping looked like he was six years old. Even if he was strong, he was no more than eight years old.

Fifty pounds?It was difficult for him to hold it.

Of course, depending on how he holds it, his hammer only weighs twenty pounds, but he is an adult.

Liu Ping is a brat.

"I have gold soul coins, just do as I do. The customer is God. If you don't make money, you are the one." Liu Ping looked at the man and chased him away, and also took out five shining gold soul coins.

Even if the fine iron weighs one hundred kilograms, these five gold soul coins are enough. Of course, Liu Ping's request is not that much, but fifty kilograms.

When he grows up, the worst he can do is melt it and add weight.

"Oh, okay, we are willing to fight and suffer. Don't bring the parents over to cry when the time comes."

"Okay, let's test the weight you can lift first. Follow me!"

Looking at the gold soul coins, this big man obviously also wants to make money, regardless of adults or children.

Liu Ping nodded, and then followed.

"This iron weight weighs ten kilograms, this one weighs twenty kilograms, this one weighs thirty kilograms, this one is..."

"Test to see if you can lift it up, and then I'll hammer it down!"

The boss pointed at the big iron piers and said to Liu Ping.

Although I really want to give fifty pounds to this child in order to make more money, but I also want to be honest with my children. He is really a child, so I can't deceive him even more.