Chapter 11: There is no waste of martial souls, only waste of soul masters?

Jiang Xuan felt his body; It's better than ever!

"System"

"Ding~Host in"

"Check out my dashboard!"

"Name: Jiang Xuan, Age: Twelve and a half years old, Spirit Power Level: Level 30 (Level 4)"

"Martial Soul: Qinglian Earth Heart Fire (99% awakened) First Soul Ring Age: 456 years! Second Soul Ring Year: 998 years"

"Second Martial Spirit: (Blank)"

Qinglian is already in a state of awakening, and the power is the same as the power of Qinglian's earth-centered fire that was in the state of fire before, so to speak, if you still need to spend a lot of effort to gain the upper hand when you confront Dai Mubai just now, now the other party dares to use her body to resist Jiang Xuan under the attack of the different fire condensation, and let the other party know what is called the taste of roasted kitten meat.

But why 99%?

There is also the location of the second system check-in is actually in the eye of ice and fire, is it possible that the location of the system check-in is released according to my action track?

He is indeed ready to go to Poison Douluo's Ice and Fire Eyes, as the burial place of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, there are not too many good things there, the key is that the first martial soul is a different fire, and it is really difficult to find such a place with sufficient fire attribute energy in the Douluo world.

I just don't know if 99% of the awakening degree of the martial soul will have something to do with the sign-in location.

The soul power level is under the extreme suppression, fortunately, it does not overflow too much, and it is acceptable if it is level thirty-four, but after absorbing the third soul ring, I have to cultivate again for a period of time.

Jiang Xuan attaches great importance to his own foundation because of the relationship between his ears and eyes, just like repairing a building, and it is difficult to reach a higher level if the foundation is unstable.

It must be known that even gods and gods are very different, you don't see that when the three gods were in the battle, the sea god was at a disadvantage against the two gods, but the appearance of the god Shura was a different situation.

What is the situation of the second martial soul?

Blank?

Could it be that he could still awaken the twin martial spirits, Jiang Xuan was puzzled.

When he was six years old, there was only one Qinglian Martial Soul, but unfortunately the system did not have an explanation function, and many things could only be explored by relying on his own familiarity and experience of the world.

After figuring out his current situation, Jiang Xuan walked towards Shrek step by step, with the dragon male snake woman behind him, he was a bit like the autumn queen settling accounts.

"Mr. Flender! Seventy-eight-level Keen Attack is a Soul Saint, the Flying Horn of the Golden Iron Triangle that was famous in the past on the continent."

"Originally, by chance, I was fortunate enough to hear the words of Yu Xiaogang, the horn of wisdom, about the soul master, which made my heart yearn for it."

The young man's voice was not loud, but under the support of the strange lotus flame, it also made others hear it clearly.

"On the Douluo Continent, there are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters!"

"This sentence made me a little curious about the senior who made this remark, so I didn't hesitate to come from a family thousands of miles away, because from the perspective of my martial soul's unawakened martial soul, my martial soul is indeed inferior to some top martial souls."

"The Golden Triangle? Horn of Flight, what's that? ”

"Yu Xiaogang, the horn of wisdom? It turns out that the teacher and the dean have such a relationship? ”

Tang San was surprised in his heart, but for Jiang Xuan's self-proclaimed waste soul, it was a bit inappropriate, if you were all waste, what kind of situation should Dai Mubai and our so-called geniuses be in when you defeated him.

It seems to be a memory, Jiang Xuan is still talking.

"Originally, I thought that the academy opened by Flender, who cultivated as the highest flying horn, would also adhere to this enrollment philosophy, but unfortunately I was wrong."

Jiang Xuan looked at the cyan lotus in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Sometimes a spark is really inconspicuous, but you can't refuse its heart that wants to bloom, you must know that a spark can also start a prairie fire."

Qinglian seemed to feel the breath of her master, and the lotus petals kept shaking.

There were a lot of negative remarks about Yu Xiaogang in his previous life, and Jiang Xuan would not easily sway his thoughts because of other people's opinions, after all, hearing is false, seeing is believing.

A theoretical master who can be recognized by the Wuhun Hall will have a certain degree of excellence.

Now, though, it seems like he's wrong.

Not to mention that he didn't rely on the Meng family's huge cultivation resources, and he ran to Shrek Academy like an idiot, just in the eyes of Flender's arrogance and the so-called teachers of Shrek Academy, he was not worthy of his own joining.

"Sometimes, the strength of the martial soul is indeed very important, so strong that it can make us soul masters stand high!"

"But one of the strongest people I know said so," Jiang Xuan said as he deliberately walked towards a certain Qianying in the playground.

"When I reached the heights, I found myself always lonely, with no one to talk to me, and the lonely winter made me shiver, what did I want to do in the heights."

"Our hearts are like trees, and the more the tree yearns for the light in the heights, the more its roots must go downward, toward the earth, into the depths of darkness."

High position equals pride? Growing up and not forgetting humility?

Flender's face was ugly, and he never expected to be taught a lesson by a hairy boy today.

But he can't have a seizure, not to mention that the dragon prince and snake woman are watching, and the strongest person in the young man's mouth can be described like this when his grandfather is a Contra Douluo, I am afraid that he is the most terrifying existence among the Title Douluo.

You are strong, you are reasonable, you continue.

In the fog of his words, many people were confused, but Tang San and someone in the secret were thoughtful.

Tang San felt that such words were very similar to the words of Taoists in his previous life, but they did not correspond to any exact articles.

It means that he understands that after being in a high position as a strong person, he is asking if there is anything higher, so what kind of attitude should he have towards the weak people.

And who is a powerful soul master who has not come out of weakness, in the long history of competing with soul beasts for survival resources, how can the first soul master not rise from the end of the micro.

Jiang Xuan looked at Tang San with interest, this sentence was not only a slap in the face of Flender, but also a statement for Tang San.

Playing with Qinglian, who has already begun to have spirituality, the occasional revealed flames made the eyelids of several people who approached jump wildly, MMP knows that your martial soul has strong control, don't show it off like this.

It's going to die.

"Twelve years old, the twenty-level soul power requirement, and the double soul rings are more than a hundred years old, just ask how many such students are there in the world."

"Let's just say they're all willing to join your academy, but what is the result of your teaching?"

"He?"

His eyes skimmed to Dai Mubai, who was standing like a wooden man, and Jiang Xuan said: "The soul power is vain, the control of the martial soul is low, and I don't even know what the original intention of the martial soul is to the third ring." ”

"Shrek Academy, Monster Academy!"

"In vain!"

"You !!"

The young man's words were heart-wrenching, and the short-tempered Zao Wou-Ki really wanted to beat people.

And after hearing such an evaluation, there was a higher-level soul master next to him to corroborate it, and some of the students who had originally signed up also slowly and quietly retreated one by one in two or three hesitations.

Speaking of which, as the Tinder Martial Spirit Boy said, it would be better for them to stay wherever they go than this shabby academy.