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"Huh!"

Looking at Zeng Yi's figure, Wang Lang was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he didn't scare this kid, and he could still stand under my majesty, not bad. I hope you're a good seedling.

Although he didn't fully release his soul power, it wasn't a pressure that an ordinary child could withstand!

Zeng Yi's performance couldn't help but make Wang Langgao look at him.

Ever since Zeng Yi knew that this was Douluo Continent, he had been exercising his body and insisting on it every day, so to speak, when he fought, he was the king of children!

The master in Douluo also said that soul masters should not only focus on the cultivation of soul power, but also exercise their bodies. Comparing soul power to water, the body is a bucket, only when the body is strong, can you better cultivate soul power.

"You stand in the center of the formation."

Wang Lang put away his momentum, pointed to a small fat dun at the front of the right side and said lightly.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

The little fat dun cringed in response, with tears in his eyes and snot in his nose, and cautiously walked to the center of the formation and stood.

When Wang Lang saw it, he waved his hand, and a yellow soul power entered the array, and the array suddenly glowed, and the little fat dun standing inside was startled, his hands and feet were flustered, and he wanted to run out.

"Stand still, this is awakening the martial spirit, it's okay." Wang Lang shouted to stop him, and the little fat dun was frightened by his voice, and waited obediently in the formation.

"Relax your mind, feel it with your heart, slowly experience it, and guide the martial soul out."

After a while, a small hammer appeared in front of Little Fat Dun and floated in front of him.

"This ...... This is my martial spirit. Looking at the little hammer in front of him, the little fat dun spoke in a somewhat excited tone.

"Yay! I have a martial soul, I'm a soul master, that's great. ”

Little Chubby Dun danced happily.

Looking at his appearance, Zeng Yi wanted to laugh a little.

No, hold back. I'm trained to laugh unless I can't help it.

"Happy what? Everyone has martial souls, and then go to the soul power test, and only if you have soul power can you be qualified to become a soul master. Wang Lang said.

"Ahh In this way, it turns out that I am not a soul master ......" The excitement on the little fat dun's face was knocked down by Wang Lang's words, and he said with some disappointment.

Wang Lang took the blue crystal ball and said to the little fat dun: "Put your hand on this." ”

Little Fat Dun obediently put his hand on it, and after more than ten seconds, nothing happened.

"You don't have the potential to become a soul master." Wang Lang took back the crystal ball and said with a cold expression.

"Ahh How is it possible, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, mom wow wow wow wow. When the little fat dun heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and he cried on the ground.

"Hmph~, take him out, don't affect my work." Wang Lang said to Malao.

"Yes, my lord, I'll take him out, don't be angry." Malao said with a smile to Wang Langha, and immediately pulled the little fat dun out.

Looking at the embarrassed figure of the little fat dun being pulled out by the village chief, Zeng Yi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

This is the harsh reality! Without soul power, you can only be an honest farmer in this life. It's really too difficult for ordinary people to become a soul master. The fathers have no soul power, and they are inherited, and they are basically children without soul power. There are not many people with genetic mutations.

"Next, Li Dogdan."

A skinny boy walked out.

Dogs, with cheap names, are easy to feed. Zeng Yi thought to himself.

"Martial Spirit: Scythe. Soul Power: 0. ”

Well...... Scythe, the kind that mows the grass. Another one was scrapped.

"Sun Dagou."

"Martial Spirit: Shovel. Soul power is not. Next »

"Zhang Saner, martial soul: wooden stick, no soul power."

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"Aral, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass."

Blue Silver Grass? Hearing this martial spirit, Zeng Yi instantly became energetic. Isn't the martial soul of the protagonist in Douluo the Blue Silver Grass.

Blue silver grass is a common weed on the roadside? It's another more wasted martial spirit, and it seems that you can only watch the last one. Wang Lang thought to himself, and glanced at Zeng Yi who was standing on the side.

"Next is the soul power test, put your hands on." Wang Lang held the crystal ball in one hand and said to the girl.

The girl carefully put her hand on it, touching the beautiful blue crystal ball, which felt cold and comfortable.

After a few seconds, the crystal ball emits a faint glow.

The girl was shocked!

Wang Lang was shocked!

Zeng Yi was also shocked! It turned out to be soul power, but unfortunately, it was a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and you were not Tang San, and the soul power was not full soul power, nor was it a twin martial soul.

"Soul Master, do I have soul power? Can I become a soul master? The girl asked Wang Lang with a happy face, looking at Wang Lang, her eyes were full of expectation, hoping that he could say two words.

"Soul Power: Level 3." Wang Lang said lightly. It's a pity, the martial soul is a waste martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, he can't even think of what Blue Silver Grass can do? Attack? Auxiliary? Don't make a fuss, okay?

"I have soul power, but the martial soul is too poor, and the chance of becoming a soul master is very small."

"Ahh Is that like this......"

Wang Lang's words were like a bucket of cold water, splashed on her head, extinguishing the fire of hope in her heart.

"Why ...... like this" The girl couldn't believe it, and sobbed aggrievedly. She obviously has soul power and can cultivate, but she is a waste martial soul one by one. Heaven surprised her, but it didn't take long for despair to follow.

Zeng Yi also shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for her. In fact, this soul master has a good heart, and he has a little hope when he says it, but he doesn't say it too absolutely. But Blue Silver Grass is really useless to this girl, she doesn't have Tang San's talent, perseverance, and background, in this life, she can only be mediocre.

"It's your turn." Wang Lang said to Zeng Yi that he was still very optimistic about Zeng Yi's child, and hoped that he would not let himself down.

"Yes."

Zeng Yi responded, walked to the middle of the formation, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

I hope I can have a better martial spirit!

Zeng Yi begged in his heart. To be honest, now in his heart, he is really panicked, he doesn't have a golden finger, and he doesn't have a practice like Xuantian Gong like Tang San. It's just a small exercise of his body, and his soul may be a little stronger than others, but it can't change that he is a native of Lala Village!

"What's your name?"

"Ahh I? My name is Zeng Yi. Seeing Wang Lang suddenly ask himself, Zeng Yi was a little confused, and then answered him.

"Well, come on!" Wang Lang nodded and began to awaken the martial spirit.

The array under Zeng Yi's feet suddenly lit up, and suddenly, Zeng Yi felt that the warm, golden light poured into his body, and he felt as if something in his body was being pulled out.

Wang Lang looked at the golden light on Zeng Yi's body, and couldn't help but show a happy look on his face.

In the martial soul awakening ceremony, the more dazzling the light on the body, the stronger the awakened martial soul. Looking at Zeng Yi's appearance, he should be a good martial spirit.

I didn't expect that there could be such a genius here, it seems that I have picked up a treasure! Pulling him into the Martial Spirit Palace, I can also be promoted and raised, it's really wonderful!

In the end, the light condensed in Zeng Yi's hand, forming a scabbard with a blade and a handle about one meter and two meters long. The handle of the knife is wrapped with a strip of black linen, the round handle is bronze, the scabbard is black and red, the blade is very straight, the tip of the knife is a little curved, and the width of the knife is about two fingers wide of an adult, like a Chinese Tang knife, slender, longer than the RB katana, and not so curved, it looks very eye-catching.

"This is my martial spirit." Zeng Yi looked at the long knife in his hand and was shocked, this length is taller than his current self. In his hand, because it is his own martial spirit, he feels that the weight is just right, and he feels handy.

Moreover, this appearance, this length, is very compatible with yourself! Haha, it's me! Zeng Yi laughed proudly in his heart.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I really didn't misunderstand you, this long knife should be a very powerful weapon martial spirit! Knives, very good. Wang Lang laughed happily, this knife is very delicate, and it looks more powerful than his martial soul steel stick. Looking at Zeng Yi's martial spirit, Wang Lang himself became jealous.

"What is this knife called?"

Zeng Yi pondered for a moment.

"Waves!"

"What?" Wang Lang was stunned, what is this name?

"Lang, the name of this knife is Lang, you can also call it Lang Knife." Zeng Yi said affirmatively. For the name of the knife, he refused, did he look like the happy man? I'm stable, okay? But the meaning that the knife passed on to himself is this, no way!

Wang Lang: ......

For some reason, he had the feeling of a myocardial infarction.

"Forget it, don't care, come, hurry up and measure your soul power." Wang Lang said that he now wanted to know what the soul power of a child with such a martial soul was.

Zeng Yi put his hand on the crystal ball, his eyes fixed on the crystal ball, and he was excited. Wang Lang was too, looking at the crystal ball excitedly.

And then......

And then......

A few minutes passed, and nothing happened to the crystal ball......

"This ...... Hehe...... My lord, is this crystal ball broken......" Zeng Yi trembled in his heart, and asked Wang Lang in a trembling voice, There is no reason, I am such a good martial soul, but I have no soul power?

"Hehe, maybe put." The corners of Wang Lang's mouth also tugged. What's going on? This kind of martial soul, without soul power, can't be said!

"Come here, put your hands on this." Wang Lang said to the girl with soul power just now. She obediently put her hand on the crystal ball, which emitted a faint glow.

"How could it be ......" Zeng Yi stared blankly at the glowing crystal ball, unable to believe it.

"Ahh Why is this happening! Wang Lang shouted frantically, he obviously has a good seedling, but he can't cultivate, what kind of joke is this!

Wang Lang grabbed Zeng Yi's hand in disbelief and put it on the crystal ball again, but there was still no movement.

"Zeng Yi, Martial Soul: Lang Dao. Soul power ......" Wang Lang looked at Zeng Yi standing there in a daze, his face expressionless, but in his eyes, a touch of disappointment flashed, and it was gone in an instant.

Alas, it seems that he can't withstand this blow either! If it were me, I'd probably go crazy.

Wang Lang thought to himself, it's a pity, my year-end bonus is gone.

"None!"

However, he didn't know that a cheerful electronic sound sounded in Zeng Yi's head.

"The Happy Orphan System is ready! Loading, please wait a moment! ”

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