Doulou Dalu’s Traverser Ronin Chapter 3: : No soul power?

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　　 "Eh!"

　　Looking at the Ceng Yi figure, Wang Lang was a little surprised. He didn't expect to scare the child, but he could stand under my power, which was good. I hope you are a good seedling.

　　 Although he has not fully released his soul power, it is not the pressure that an ordinary child can bear!

　　Ceng Yi's performance could not help Wang Lang looking at him.

　　 Ever since Ceng Yi knew that it was Douluo Continent, he has been exercising his body and insisting on it every day. It can be said that he is the king of children in fights!

The master of Douli also said that the Soul Master should not only focus on spiritual cultivation, but also exercise. Comparing soul power to water, the body is a bucket. Only when the body is strong can we better cultivate soul power.

　　 "You stand to the center of the array."

　　Wang Lang put away his momentum and pointed at a little fat puddle on the front right side.

　　 "Hmm...Hmm..."

　　 The chubby huddled in awe, with tears in his eyes and a snot in his nose. He walked carefully to the center of the array.

　　Wang Lang saw him, waved his hand, and a yellow soul entered the formation. The figure suddenly lit up, and the chubby puddle standing inside was startled, his hands and feet panicked, and wanted to run out.

　　 "Stand don't move, this is awakening Wuhun, it's okay." Wang Lang yelled at him, and Xiao Chuandun was frightened by his voice, and waited obediently in the array.

　　 "Relax, feel with heart, and slowly realize and guide Wuhun out."

　　In a little while, a small hammer appeared in front of Xiao Chuandun, floating in front of him.

　　 "This...this is my Wuhun." Looking at the little hammer in front of him, Xiao Chuandun was a little excited.

　　 "Yeah! I have Martial Soul, I am a Soul Master, so good."

　　The chubby chubby danced with joy.

　　Looking at him, Ceng Yi wants to laugh.

　　No, hold back. I’ve received professional training and won’t laugh unless I can’t help it.

　　 "What are you happy about? Everyone has Wuhun, and then go to the soul power test. Only if you have the soul power will you be eligible to become a soul master." Wang Lang said.

　　 "Ah! Well, it turns out that I'm not a Soul Master..." The excitement on Xiaofadun's face was knocked down by Wang Lang's words, and said with some disappointment.

　　Wang Lang took the blue crystal ball and said to Xiao Chuandun: "Place your hand on this."

　　 Xiao Chuandun's obedient hand was put on it, and for more than ten seconds, nothing happened.

　　 "You have no potential to become a Soul Master." Wang Lang withdrew the crystal ball and said indifferently.

　　 "Ah! How is it possible, I don't believe it or not, my mother wow wow wow wow." When Xiaofadun heard it, he was immediately unhappy and cried wryly on the ground.

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

　　 "Yes, sir, I will take him out here, don't be angry." Marao said to Wang Langha with a smile, and immediately pulled out the small fat puddle.

　　 Looking at the embarrassed figure where Xiaofadun was pulled out by the village chief, Ceng Yi could not help shaking his head and sighed.

　　 This is the cruel reality! Without soul power, you can only be a peasant in this life. It is really difficult for civilians to become a Soul Master. The fathers have no soul power, inherited, basically are children without soul power. Not many people have genetic mutations.

　　 "Next, Lee Goueg."

　　 A thin boy came out.

　　Dog eggs have a cheap name and are easy to feed. Ceng Yi thought to himself.

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

　　 Hmm... Sickle, the kind of mowing. Another one was scrapped.

　　 "Sun Big Dog."

　　 "Martial Soul: Shovel. Soul power is not available. Next"

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

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　　 "Aral, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass."

　　Blue silver grass? Hearing this martial spirit, Ceng Yi instantly got excited. Isn't Wu Li, the protagonist of Douli, the blue silver grass?

　　Blue silver grass is a common weed on the roadside. It is a more wasteful martial spirit, and it seems that we can only look at the last one. Wang Lang thought, looking at the Ceng Yi standing beside him.

　　 "Next is the soul test, put your hands up." Wang Lang said to the girl with a crystal ball in one hand.

　　 The girl carefully put her hand up and touched the beautiful blue crystal ball. It felt cold and very comfortable.

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

　　 The girl was shocked!

　　 Wang Lang was shocked!

　　Ceng Yi is also surprised! There is even soul power, but unfortunately, it is a blue silver grass martial spirit, and you are not Tang San, the soul power is not full soul power, nor the twin martial spirit.

　　 "Master 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, his eyes filled with anticipation, hoping he would say it Can two words.

　　 "Soul Power: Level Three." Wang Lang said lightly. It is a pity that Wuhun is a waste Wuhun, blue silver grass, he can't think of what blue silver grass can do? attack? Auxiliary? Don't make trouble, please.

　　 "There is soul power, but the martial spirit is too bad, and the chance of becoming a soul master is very small."

　　 "Ah! Is this so..."

　　Wang Lang’s words poured like a bucket of cold water on her head, extinguishing the kindling she wanted in her heart.

　　 "Why..." The girl couldn't believe it and sobbed in grievance. She obviously has soul power and can practice, but she is one by one. God surprised her, but it didn't take long for her to bring despair.

　　Ceng Yi also shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for her. In fact, this soul master has a very good heart, and he said a little bit of hope, but he didn't say anything absolutely. But blue silver grass is really useless for this girl. She does not have the talent, perseverance, and background of Tang San. This life can only be ordinary.

　　 "It's your turn." Wang Lang said to Ceng Yi, he is still very optimistic about the child Ceng Yi, I hope he will not let himself down.

　　"Yes."

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

　　 I hope I can have a better Wuhun!

　　Ceng Yi begging in his heart. To be honest, he is really panicking in his heart right now. He has no golden fingers, nor has he practiced Xuan Tiangong like Tang San. It's just a little exercise of his body, his soul may be stronger than others, but it can't change that he is a native of Lala Village!

　　 "What's your name."

　　 "Ah! Me? My name is Ceng Yi." Seeing Wang Lang suddenly asked himself, Ceng Yi was a little confused, and then answered him.

　　 "Well, come on!" Wang Lang nodded and started Wuhun Awakening.

　　The pattern at the foot of Ceng Yi suddenly shined. Suddenly, Ceng Yi felt a warm, golden light all over his body, and felt as if something in his body had been pulled out.

　　 Wang Lang watched the golden light on Ceng Yi's body, and his face could not help showing a happy expression.

　　 Wuhun awakening ceremony, the more dazzling the body is, the stronger the awakened Wuhun will be. Looking at the appearance of Ceng Yi, it should be a good martial art.

　　 did not expect that there can be such a genius here, I seem to have picked up the treasure! After pulling him into the Wuhun Palace, I can also get a promotion and raise a salary, which is wonderful!

　　 Finally, the light condenses in the hands of Ceng Yi, forming a shape with a scabbard, the blade body and the handle together about one meter and three meters long. The knife handle is wrapped with black sackcloth, the round handle is bronze, the sheath is black and red, the blade is straight, the tip of the knife is slightly curved, and the width of the knife is about the width of **** of an adult. It is longer than the RB samurai sword, and it is not so curved. It looks very eye-catching.

　　 "This is my Wuhun." Ceng Yi looked at the long knife in his hand and was shocked. This length is higher than it is now. In the hand, because it is his own martial spirit, it feels just the right weight, and it feels handy.

　　 Moreover, this face value, this length, matches well with yourself! Haha, it's me! Ceng Yi laughed proudly.

　　 "Hahaha, it's not bad, I really saw you right, this long knife should be a very powerful weapon of Wu Wu! Knife, very good." Wang Lang laughed happily, this knife, very Exquisite, it seems, it is stronger than its own Wuhun Iron Rod. Looking at the martial spirit of Ceng Yi, Wang Lang himself was jealous.

　　 "What is this knife called?"

　　Ceng Yi sank a moment.

　　 "Wave!"

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

　　 "Lang, the name of this knife is Lang, and it can also be called the Lang knife." Ceng Yi must say. For the name of the knife, he refused, is he much like that happy man? Am I very stable, okay? But the meaning that the knife passed to himself is this, there is no way!

　　Wang Lang:......

　　For some reason, he has a feeling of myocardial infarction.

　　 "Forget it, no matter, come, hurry and measure the soul power." Wang Lang said~IndoMTL.com~He now wants to know how much soul power is there for children with such martial spirits.

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

　　 Then...

　　 Then...

　　 A few minutes passed, nothing happened with the crystal ball...

　　 "This...haha...Is it, this crystal ball, is it broken..." Ceng Yi trembles in his heart and asks Wang Lang with a trembling voice. There is no reason. No soul power?

　　 "Oh, maybe." Wang Lang's mouth was also ripped. What's happening here? This kind of martial spirit has no soul power, and it is justified!

　　 "Come here, put your hand on this." Wang Lang said to the girl with the soul just now. She put her obedient hand on the crystal ball, which shone a little light.

　　 "How come..." Ceng Yi looked at the glowing crystal ball blankly, couldn't believe it.

　　 "Ah! Why is this so!" Wang Lang shouted frantically, obviously there is a good seedling, but he can't practice, what a joke!

　　Wang Lang unbelievably grabbed Ceng Yi's hand and put it on the crystal ball again, and there was still no movement.

　　 "Ceng Yi, Wuhun: Langdao. Soul Force..." Wang Lang watched Ceng Yi standing there blankly, with no expression on his face, but a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

　　 Alas, it seems that he can't stand this blow! If I were to change, I would have to go crazy.

　　 Wang Lang thought to himself, but unfortunately, my year-end prize was gone.

　　 "None!"

　　However, he did not know that a cheerful electronic sound sounded in Ceng Yi's brain.

　　 "Happy orphan system is ready! Loading, please wait for a while!"

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