Tang San opened his eyes.
"Xiao San, your soul power..."
Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling.
Tang San stood up, stretched his muscles, and replied calmly.
"Level 43."
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Level 43!
Absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring, the soul power soared to forty-level two!
"Okay!"
Flender quickly said yes.
Then he rubbed his hands.
"Xiaogang, what are we waiting for?"
After speaking, Flanders grabbed Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's shoulders.
"Flanders! He needs time to stabilize!"
Before Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, a strong aura erupted from Flanders.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Spirit True Body!"
A huge owl shadow rose into the sky, Flandre grabbed Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in the sky in an instant.
Soto City.
On the eve of the game, the whole city fell into a fanatical atmosphere.
The sky above the street is filled with colorful banners, with the school emblems and slogans of the major soul master colleges printed on them.
"Xingluo Royal Academy, the choice of champions, the teacher of kings!"
"Tiandou Royal Academy, glory is my life!"
The walls were covered with huge posters of star players from each team, attracting countless boys and girls to stop and scream.
In front of an inconspicuous bulletin board, the largest number of people gathered around it.
There are no posters of star players here, only a notice written on the roughest paper with a few lines of large, crooked characters.
"Shrek Academy, we are looking for team members!"
In the crowd, a tall young man squeezed in and read out the above content.
"Recruitment condition one, those with outstanding talents, do not want it!"
"Recruitment condition two, those whose innate soul power is higher than level three, do not want it!"
h "Recruitment condition three, those whose martial souls are perfect and flawless, do not want it!"
"Recruitment condition four, if you are not a civilian, don't do it!"
"Recruitment is limited to eight people, we will stop when the recruitment is full?!"
After he finished reading, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What the hell is this?"
"Recruit students or waste?"
Someone immediately echoed next to him.
"I think some bastard is playing a prank!"
"Those with good talent don't want it, but those with martial arts skills don't want it. Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"
"Shrek Academy? I've never heard of it. It's probably a liar academy, trying to defraud the registration fee."
Discussions continued one after another, full of ridicule and disdain.
However, at the outermost edge of the crowd, a pale young man stared at the notice.
His name is Luo Fan.
A student of Canghui College, twenty-three years old this year.
Martial spirit, ghost wolf.
Thirty-five level fighting spirit master.
At this age and level, in any ordinary high-level soul master academy, he would definitely be a substitute or even a main player.
But at Canghui College, the only answer he received was a cold "You have no chance."
Why?
Leave aside the lineup of Canghui Academy for this battle, his martial spirit Ghost Wolf also has a fatal flaw.
Under the moonlight, his combat power is even comparable to that of a level 40 soul sect, but once it's daytime, his strength will be weakened by 30%.
Most of the competition schedules take place during the day.
It's not like he never thought about contacting him privately and switching to other colleges.
But because of this, no one is willing to waste precious spots on an unstable factor.
However, the Senior Soul Master Academy Competition is his only chance.
This is the only springboard for him to get rid of his civilian status and enter the vision of two major empires or large sects.
If he misses this time, the best way out for him after graduation is to go to the Wuhun Palace in a small city and become an unknown deacon.
He was unwilling to give in.
He ignored the jeers around him. What he was looking at was the small line of text at the bottom of the notice.
"Give you a future that you can't even imagine."
Luofan clenched his fists.
Liar?
Prank?
So what?
He has nothing, what else can be deceived?
He squeezed out of the crowd silently, wrote down the address on the notice, and walked in that direction.
It was a remote alley, at the end of which was a dilapidated hotel that looked like it would collapse at any time.
Luo Fan took a deep breath and opened the door.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking polite is sitting behind the counter reading a book.
"You're here to sign up too?"
Yu Xiaogang raised his head and pushed up his glasses.
“Yes.”
Luofan's voice was a little hoarse.
"Follow me."
Yu Xiaogang didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, got up and took him to the backyard of the hotel, and opened a secret door leading to the underground.
A smell mixed with blood and plants came to my face.
Luo Fan's heart sank suddenly.
This place looks wrong no matter how you look at it.
He followed Yu Xiaogang down the stairs, and the scene in front of him froze him.
In the spacious basement, there were seven or eight huge spirit beast corpses placed impressively!
Each one exudes the aura unique to thousand-year-old soul beasts.
Beside the corpses of these spirit beasts, five or six figures were sitting cross-legged.
Hits black and purple vines stretched out from the dark corners, one end connected to the corpse of the soul beast, and the other end attached to the back of those people's hearts.
Those vines seemed to be alive, pulsing slightly.
Luo Fan could even see traces of light red energy being extracted from the soul beast corpses along the vines and slowly injected into the bodies of those people.
What kind of cultivation method is this?
Luo Fan's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his steps began to feel weak.
At this moment, the body of one of the figures suddenly started to tremble violently.
The fluctuation of soul power in his body began to increase at a terrifying speed!
ifies to roar, and a powerful aura of soul power burst out from him !
"I've made a breakthrough!"
"Hahahaha! I've made a breakthrough!"
"Level 36! I'm finally at level 36!"
The man jumped up and danced ecstatically.
Luofan's eyes were fixed on the ecstatic man.
He knows this person!
Wei Jin from Thunder College!
Martial Spirit Thunder Bug, a kind of auxiliary beast-like martial spirit that sounds bluffing, but in fact has a mediocre auxiliary effect and is of little use.
He, like himself, was rejected by the team in his respective academies because of the flaws in his martial spirit!
Luo Fan clearly remembered that three days ago, he met Wei Jin in the Soul Master Bar in Soto City.
At that time, Wei Jinzheng invited everyone to drink because he had just broken through to level 35!
It’s only been three days!
Just three days!
How could he break through from level 35 to level 36!
This completely violates the rules of soul master training!
Luofan's mind went blank.
However, he looked at the corpses of the soul beasts, at the weird black and purple vines, and at the ecstatic Wei Jin.
A ridiculous, but extremely exciting idea came to him spontaneously.
Could it be that...
Everything written on that notice is true?