Meng Tao

An ordinary, ordinary genius,

Today I still came down from the roof as usual,

I pinched my hand and felt the soul power growing in my body.

It's good, it's a little stronger today

Look at the hazy sky. The unpretentious day began again,

First, I went to steam a few steamed buns. Then I started to wash up.

Possessed by martial spirits.

Soul power overflowed in his hands. In an instant, the pig fairy appeared,

I took the steamed buns and hung them on the pig fairy.

"So here we go, see how long it will take me to catch up with you today"

Meng Tao looked at the pig fairy

"Hmph"

So start, run to school in one breath,

Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, a junior academy that cultivates soul masters.

Most of the students are soul-bound children from the surrounding villages, as well as people from the city.

Most of them live in the school's dormitories.

Some people who are close to school choose to go to school.

......

The pig fairy rushed into the academy first. And Meng Tao is still more than 10 meters away from the finish line,

"Whew, whew"

"I still can't win after watching it"

Meng Tao said with a slight breath

Rested for a while. I ate breakfast by the pool outside,

"Brother Meng, why are you eating here, didn't you tell you to go to the second floor with me for breakfast a long time ago?"

Trouble Man Number 1 is here

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, I'm used to eating at home"

Meng Tao looked at each other and said with a smile

Xiao Chenyu, a fourth-year student, a martial soul wolf, is currently level 8 soul power, and his father is the city lord of Notting City.

Ever since he heard that a genius who was already a soul master came to the first grade, he came to befriend Meng Tao and called him a brother. He covered the school, and as long as someone dared to bully him, he would report his name.

But who would mess with a soul master?

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

Meng Tao befriended him

But for some kindness to him, this made Meng Tao feel very annoyed.

Young people should look like young people, and if they don't practice well, they will play everywhere for a day. This made Meng Tao feel a little speechless.

Boss Xiao was talking about some interesting things that had been sent recently.

Meng Tao ate well after a while,

"Brother Xiao seems to be going to class, let's go,"

"Oh yes, I'll take you to play after school today"

"Brother Xiao, thank you, I appreciate your kindness, but I think at our current age, we should focus on cultivation, after all, strength is the last word!"

How could Boss Xiao not know these truths! It's just that my own practice is slow and fruitless. Let him be a little willing to deprave.

"You're right." Boss Xiao smiled a little reluctantly.

looked at the dejected teenager in front of him. Meng Tao was a little unbearable.

Ahem, it's time to pour a wave of chicken soup.

"Hard work doesn't always work out. But if you don't work hard, you won't succeed.

Hundreds of years ago, Xiao Huohuo, the city lord of Black Iron City, had a weakened talent and was divorced, but he persevered and worked hard to cultivate every day.

In the end, he only cultivated to the title Douluo with the Waste Martial Soul Ruler, and his one-handed Flame Devouring Wave Ruler is still overwhelming in the soul master world! Known as Flame Emperor Douluo"

Hear this bloody story. Boss Xiao also made up his mind. I have to work hard to cultivate in the future.

"You're right, I'll do my best. Besides, why haven't I heard of this Douluo? His martial soul is obviously a ruler, but why is it called Yandi Douluo? ”

Meng Tao said with a smile

"I read a lot of books, and this is what I saw from a book. And don't care about these details."

After that, the two went to their respective classes

The content of the class is so boring, and it is all about some basic knowledge. Like words, whatever.

Therefore, Meng Tao was improving his soul power control.

Form a thin layer of soul power and cover the body of the book.

But it's not an easy task. He hasn't made it all these days.

The soul power gathered in the hands was all in a ball. It is difficult to turn it into a thin layer that covers the body of the object.

But it's precisely because of the difficulty that you have to train.

There was also a thumping sound of hitting trees outside,

That's right, the pig fairy is practicing outside,

How to hit a tree in the most effortless way, how to hit a tree so that you don't have pain,

Every two hours, Meng Tao will release and take back the martial soul once.

"Okay, this class is over," the teacher said

After the lesson

Meng Tao was surrounded by a group of children,

"Big brother, big brother, what are you doing,

Big brother, you release the martial soul to show us

Big brother, you see if I'm powerful

Big Brother ......"

Meng Tao looked at the group of little beans beside him. It seems that there are 10,000 Tang monks in the ear.

Oh, the pain, you can't beat it, you can't scold it, you can't scold it.

Occasionally, a few of them were crying next to them.

Meng Tao

"I'm crying, how do I feel different from going to school as I imagined!"

Such an ordinary and boring day. It was his day at school

And just like that, time flies

A year has passed, and Meng Tao is in the second grade.

He became more and more proficient in the control of the soul power of the martial soul.

He's level 15, and level four in a year sounds a little scary. But this happened to a genius, and it was at the time of the soul master,

In the past, the pig fairy has grown up a lot. How can the body be 1.2 meters long,

After class that day, in the woods of the school. The pig fairy hit the tree, and one of them was already broken. It was a tree with a diameter of 40 cm. After a year of persistently hitting it every day without soul power, it was broken.

He's hitting a bigger tree now.

Each impact makes a rustling sound.

It was the sound of leaves shaking.

"Cultivating martial souls in this way? You look pretty creative. ”

Meng Tao turned around and saw the principal and a middle-aged man

This person looked like he was about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted in three or seven, and his appearance was very ordinary. With your hands behind your back,

There is a special temperament on the body. But it looks very decadent.

Could it be him?