"Shi Mo, soul power level ten!" Teacher Ink's breathing was a little short.

Because he can feel the progress of his players, but he can't directly see their level.

If it is said that Zhang Yang has made a breakthrough, it is called inevitable. He was already level nine, and it was easy to break through to level one. So it's called inevitable?

However, Shi Mo's innate awakened soul power was only at the sixth level, and he had only broken through to the seventh level after two years of hard cultivation before.

But now he is already level ten, that is to say, after more than three months, he has broken through level three in a row, if he hadn't joined the team, if he hadn't had this high-intensity scientific training and his own continuous efforts, where could he have made this progress.

Therefore, his appearance made all the people present who complained that their talent was not high and their cultivation was not good.

He witnessed the master's words: There is no waste of martial spirits, only waste people......

Shi Mo walked down, as calm as ever, but there was still a look of joy between his eyebrows.

"Wow, stone, you can, you actually triple jumped!!" Yuen Long sent a sincere congratulations.

"Not bad!"

"Great!!"

......

Facing the blessings of his teammates, Shi Mo's eyes flashed with a strange look.

Especially Xiao Xiong went up and gave him a strong hug.

Of course, it was his turn next, and his brother's sudden arrival made him a little panicked, because before Wu Ming and them appeared, his brother had always been his idol chasing.

And my brother is back, and he is in a very good mood, which means that he has successfully passed the exam of the Intermediate Soul Master Academy.

He was very apprehensive in his heart, but soon, he knew that his worries were unnecessary, because he had a good talent, and he had also sweated countless times and tasted a lot of hardships in the 100-day training.

"Xiao Xiong, soul power level 13. The inkblot teacher said unhurriedly.

"God, level 13......"

There was another heated discussion, Xiao Xiong was a little caught off guard, he knew that he had improved, but he didn't know.

He actually raised two levels, and he bowed to the master and the ink teacher, because the master and the ink teacher bowed greatly.

"Yo! Xiong Er, that's good!" Wu Ming was the first to congratulate in a teasing manner.

The teachers on the stage didn't dare to speak anymore, and they all looked at the master, and they all had a trace of awe in their hearts......

"Xiao Wu, soul power level 15. As soon as Mr. Ink's words fell, the loud noise almost toppled the roof.

Everyone was dumbfounded, including the master and the ink teacher, with the exception of Wu Ming, of course.

This little Lori, who aspires to be the eldest sister, has never been the master who can endure hardships.

Her style has always been to be able to sit, never stand, to lie down, never to sit.

Except for every morning and occasional night training, she basically sleeps, eats, and fights Tang San at other times.

But even if you sleep, eat, and beat Tang San is really effective, it won't improve so quickly!

"Wicked!"

"Against God!"

......

Others have worked hard, but she has leisure and entertainment, and her strength has improved even more, what is it not a demon?

Wu Ming understands: Xiao Wu, who has lived for 100,000 years, has a huge amount of accumulation, where can we compare......

At this moment, the practice room has simply become a stage and a sea of joy for the Nording team, and everyone has witnessed miracles together, one miracle after another, but the miracle is not over......

Tang San walked onto the test bench, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit was released, the blue light was clear, and the grass was blue.

The golden soul ring lingered around the martial soul, and the blue silver grass was no longer a weak grass, it had actually grown into a vine, a vine with the thickness of an arm.

It was actually covered with a ten-square-meter platform in front of it.

"Tang San, soul power level 15!" the ink teacher shouted excitedly.

"Level 15 ......"

"How is that possible...... Blue Silver Grass This Waste Martial Soul ......"

......

Amidst endless doubts and admiration, Tang San walked back to the team.

In the 100-day training, he is the strongest player in addition to Wu Ming, plus the morning class, making hidden weapons, his Xuantian Gong method continues to improve, and his soul power naturally improves by leaps and bounds, and it is normal to break through to level 15, of course, twin martial souls, innate soul power, are his boosters.

After Tang San came down, everyone's eyes were locked on Wu Ming's body, as the captain of the Notting team, as the first soul master in the history of the academy to reach level 14 at the age of six. After 100 days of training, what did he look like?

Wu Ming walked onto the test bench and stood there lightly.

The yellow paper martial spirit appeared!!Suddenly the room was full of light!

Soul Ring Ascension!!

The shadow of the thunder and the leopard appeared in the golden light, and the purple color made people's hearts palpitate.

The golden light is shining!!

I saw that Wu Ming's whole body soul power was surging, and the test stone suddenly lit up.

From level 1 to level 10, Wu Ming only took a breath of time.

The surrounding melon-eating crowd couldn't sit still, they stood up and began to follow Gao Hao with Yuen Long, and even Ziying and Shi Mo joined the shouting team.

Students, teachers, and even Director Su and the dean all joined the shouting team:

“14......”

“15......”

“16......”

......

The shouts in the room were wave after wave, and even the dean stood up and cheered for Wu Ming......

It's a pity that Wu Ming's soul power level failed to break through level 17, and it came to an abrupt end when he was one line away from the level 17 mark......

Actually, they didn't know that Wu Ming's soul power level exceeded level 17, and he didn't do that.

Because he understands the truth of the tree, in the case of self-preservation, it is a virtue to hide it appropriately.

The hearts of everyone who were originally walking in the clouds also fell down in an instant.

"Is this still human?"

"Demons?"

"The ...... of the Gods"

A strange thought appeared in everyone's minds, and the meeting fell into a terrible silence for a moment, and then burst into applause like a volcanic eruption for a long, long time......

Wu Ming waved his hand at his teammates and motioned for everyone to come on stage.

After everyone stood side by side on the stage, Wu Ming led everyone to bow to the teacher's seat and saluted: "Thank you for the trust and support of the academy, thank you for the sincere teachings of the master and the ink teacher, and thank you to all the members of the Nordting team for their dedication and efforts."

We call Notting College home and will fight for the glory of Notting College. ”

"Make Notting College home and fight for Notting glory!!"

The oath is solemn, and the pride is overwhelming!

It infected everyone, and for the master and the ink teacher, they were more of a relief and pride.

For the teachers of the college, it is a kind of spiritual touch, how to deal with their own work, how to improve their teaching level and ability, is a topic that everyone needs to think about.

For the students, the touch is even greater, there is no waste of martial souls, only waste of soul masters.

In just one hundred days, all members of the Nording team were promoted to soul masters, and the improvement of the triple jump of the three made the seniors present embarrassed......

Many years later, when people recall tonight, they call it Notting Academy's Supernatural Night......