The Beginning of Douluo: Taking the Body of the Titan Giant Ape

After leaving the Soto Hotel, Soto City was still very lively at this time. There were crowds of people on the street. Looking at a huge ring-shaped building not far away, and cheers coming from time to time, Taiming immediately caught his attention.

That's the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena. Every intermediate-level or above city on the mainland will have such a soul fighting arena. I think you will definitely be familiar with it in the future.

Ning Fengzhi paid attention to Taiming's changes at all times. Seeing that Taiming did not keep up with everyone, he gave a simple explanation.

Hearing what Uncle Ning said, I am a little bit moved. I will go see it in the future. Only by constantly honing your combat skills can you quickly improve your combat effectiveness.

After Taiming finished speaking, he quickly followed the others and returned to the Rose Hotel. The night passed quickly. As the sun rose, he would report to the Soto Soul Master Intermediate Soul Master Academy today.

Seeing the long queue at the Freshman Reporting Office, Tai Ming secretly admired his wisdom. Fortunately, he came early, otherwise he would not have known how long it would take.

The conditions for enrolling students in Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy are much relaxed. As long as they reach level 15 or above before the age of 12, they are not like the Shrek Seven Devils who place too much emphasis on talent. After all, Shrek Academy has limited resources.

The first few people in line had completed the test and were elated when they had met the conditions, while those who had not met the conditions were very discouraged and left dejectedly.

Soon it was the turn of Tai Ming and others. The admissions teacher was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He looked a bit old-fashioned. When he saw the childish look on the faces of the people in front of him, he waved his hand to signal not to cause trouble.

Children, you should not be over 12 years old yet. There is no need to rush to register for our academy. You should get out of the way first and don't delay other people's registration!

The people in the queue at the back also started making noises. Tai Ming frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the people behind him. Under Tai Ming's glance, the people in the queue behind him all shut up.

Teacher, the school's admission requirements only require that you are 12 years old and have reached level 15 or above. Now that we meet the conditions, the school has no reason to reject us, right?

Oh, tell me what level you are now!

Seeing Tai Ming's arrogant words, the middle-aged teacher also became a little angry. He didn't want these boys and girls to make a fool of themselves, but he didn't expect it.

Rongrong, you start first!

Taiming turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong, who nodded, then released her martial soul, and two yellow soul rings rose from the soles of her feet.

Ning Rongrong, martial soul Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, soul power level twenty-three, age eight years old, teacher, I wonder if I can meet the admission requirements?

The admissions teacher rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After confirming again, he stood up. He looked very excited and his tone was slightly trembling.

Da,, the conditions have been met! Do your family members know that you are coming to Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy?

Teacher, my father and the others are right behind. Naturally, they agree with me coming here to study. However, they don't want to cause a disturbance, so it's better not to see them for now.

The middle-aged teacher nodded, but did not sit back, and looked at the remaining three Taiming people.

Not cheap, Xiao Wu, you can prove it to the teacher too!

As soon as Taiming finished speaking, two yellow soul rings rose under Ma Bufei's feet, while Xiao Wu had two soul rings, one yellow and one purple. The purple color was very dazzling.

Ma Bufei, the martial soul god of food, has a soul power level of twenty-three, and is 9 years old.

Xiao Wu, Wuhun Rougu Charming Rabbit, soul power level twenty-six, age 9 years old.

After Xiao Wu practiced Wuji Kung Fu, her soul power advanced to another level in the past few days.

The middle-aged teacher was shocked again. He couldn't believe how geniuses suddenly appeared together. He stepped forward and carefully measured the bone ages of Xiao Wu and the two, and finally confirmed that they were correct.

At this time, he has a smile on his face. He has recruited three talented students, so his performance in this year's assessment will be rated high, and he should be able to move up to another level.

These three aunts are related to their future and must be taken care of. Then they turned their attention to Tai Ming, and their attitude became much better.

This classmate, your three friends all meet the requirements. I think you are not bad either. There is no need to test. All four of you meet the requirements!

As soon as the middle-aged admissions teacher finished speaking, the people in the queue behind him started to commotion. They secretly lamented that this kid was so lucky, why didn't he change his position?

Tai Ming frowned slightly, and three dazzling soul rings, one yellow and two purple, slowly rose up. After releasing the martial soul, the person standing behind him was forced back several steps by the momentum.

Tai Ming, martial spirit titan giant ape, soul power level thirty-five, age 9 years old, do you still have any objections?

The middle-aged teacher who enrolled students was shocked again. Today was full of surprises. He naturally understood what the 9-year-old Soul Master meant.

The people lined up behind Tai Ming were also silent, their strength was the best slap in the face, and no one dared to make any noise.

The middle-aged admissions teacher called a young man and asked him to continue hosting on-site admissions. He wanted to take these four geniuses to see the principal. How could he leave such an opportunity to others to show their faces.

Seeing that things here were completed, Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi and others came over. After Ning Rongrong introduced them, the middle-aged admissions teacher respectfully greeted them.

Sect Master Ning, please excuse me for waiting. I am Yin Kexin, the admissions director of Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy. I will take you to meet with Dean Mo.

Well, I'm sorry to bother you, Director Yin. I haven't seen that guy Mo Yuan for many years. I don't know how he is doing now.

Yin Kexin smiled flatteringly. Ning Fengzhi could tease Mo Yuan like this, but he could only chuckle.

Dean Mo now mainly teaches his direct disciples, and other matters are basically left to the two deputy deans.

Oh? Crazy Lion Mo Yuan actually accepted a disciple. He has high standards. It seems that his disciples should be pretty good too.

Ning Fengzhi was also a little curious. Mo Yuan was a good friend he met when he was young. He had a very high vision, and ordinary geniuses could not catch his eye.

Several people passed through the gate of Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy and walked towards the office area. From the map of the academy, it can be seen that the area of ​​​​this academy is at least twice the area of ​​Notting Academy.

After walking for a while, Taiming noticed two teenagers walking towards him. One of them was very tall, about 1.8 meters tall, and his appearance was pretty good.

The man next to him was half a head shorter, with long flowing red hair, very handsome appearance, and an uninhibited smile on his face.

The young man with long flaming red hair bumped the burly young man with his shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and heard a frivolous whistle.

When they got closer, Tai Ming finally heard what the two of them were whispering to each other.

Little turtle, look at these three sisters. Are they so decent that they can be led by Old Ghost Yin? Their attitude seems to be quite respectful. I think they must be extraordinary. Why don't you follow them and take a look?

The burly young man's face suddenly darkened. He hated people calling him little turtle!

Mu Hong, you pervert, how many times have I told you that my martial spirit is the Xuanwu Underworld Turtle, not a little turtle. It seems that your skin is itchy, and my hands are also itchy!

Upon hearing the words of this burly boy, the flaming-haired boy was instantly frightened. This guy was wearing a tortoise shell and had amazing defensive power. He didn't want to bring trouble on himself.

The words of the two people did not escape Yin Zhengxin's ears. After his eyes swept over them, the two people stood up straight in an instant, with flattering smiles on their faces, and then disappeared directly from everyone's eyes.

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