Douluo's strongest control

Chapter 4 Are you sure your theories are all right?
As soon as he finished speaking, an irresistible force entered his body, flowing through his Ren Du Second Meridian and Qi Meridian Eight Meridians.

Although this force was fast, it was extremely gentle and did not make him feel any discomfort. He wondered in his heart, is this the power of God?
Compared with other traversers who were struck by lightning and struck by electricity when they gained power, he found himself extremely wonderful now.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Hai felt the gentleness in his body calm down, and slowly opened his eyes.

"This power is called luck. You are the son of luck in Douluo Dalu, and your martial soul will appear when you get your first soul ring." The old voice sounded at the right time.

Then what is the use of this power of luck?Can I farm?
"unspeakable"

Fu Hai wanted to ask another question, but he heard Old Jack's voice.

"Small sea, small sea"

Fu Hai opened his eyes and saw the anxious face of Old Jack.

"Grandpa Jack"

"Xiao Hai, you've finally woken up. It's already high in the sun. I saw you hadn't woken up yet, so I came to call you, but I couldn't wake you up anyway."

Fu Hai rubbed his head and found that he seemed to have slept for a long time.

Thinking of what the old voice said again, he immediately realized that this matter must not be told to Old Jack, he just dispelled his idea of ​​becoming a soul master yesterday, and he must not be rekindled in hope.

Although this incident was a bit cruel to Old Jack, as long as he didn't tell him, he would always treat himself as an ordinary person without a martial spirit.

Fu Hai ate some food casually, stood outside the door with a hoe on his shoulders, and covered his eyes with his hands to look at the sun that was already high.

As long as he doesn't say that he is the son of luck, and doesn't get the soul ring, he won't let the martial soul appear, and no one will know about it.

Even if Su Yuntao really came to him with the people from the Wuhun Palace, how could the people from the Wuhun Palace detect the Wuhun that needs a god to awaken.

With a chuckle, the life that belongs to me, Fu Hai, has come.

after March.

During the past three months, Fu Hai discovered that his identity as the son of luck still had a great effect. Since he had this luck, the grains of the holy soul village are full, the fruits are all huge and sweet, and the output is on the basis of the original doubled again.

The villagers of the entire Holy Soul Village now looked at Fu Hai as if they were looking at the God of Wealth, and they only had to set up three sticks of incense to worship him.

Wuhundian didn't come to him because of his special situation, and now he even sleeps much more comfortably.

Because no one else had soul power in the awakening ceremony, the quota for the work-study student in Holy Soul Village fell to Tang San. Today is the day when Old Jack takes Tang San to report to Notting College.

"Xiao Hai, get up quickly."

"What's the matter? Grandpa Jack."

Fu Hai wondered, since he had the power of luck, he didn't need to run to the fields early in the morning, and he has been sleeping late for the past few days.

"What's the matter, follow me to Notting College."

Fu Haiqi said: "Aren't you going to see Tang San off? I won't go."

I heard from the village chief next door that there are professional teachers in Notting College, who might be able to solve your problem of not having a martial soul.

Fu Hai cursed inwardly, which bastard gave this old man another potion of ecstasy, making him be dazed again now.

But he couldn't hold back Old Jack, so he had to be pulled up by him.

Today's old Jack is wearing a new suit, and his energy has increased a bit.

Fu Hai knew that as long as old Jack was in this state, hope must be rekindled.

When they came to Tang San's house, Old Jack pushed the door open and entered.

"Little San, let's go. Your alcoholic father won't get up."

Tang San made a silent gesture, "Grandpa, please keep your voice down, Dad doesn't like people disturbing him to sleep." While talking, he picked up a fire stick from the stove and wrote a few lines on the ground, and finally Carrying the burden on his back, he left home in three steps.

Seeing that Fu Hai followed, Tang San was startled, but as a man of two lifetimes, he seemed very calm and didn't ask any more questions.

Notting College.

Standing in the middle of the arch of Notting College, Fu Hai marveled secretly, this Soul Master Academy in Douluo Dalu is really magnificent.

Only a junior college in Notting City was built on such a scale.

"What are you doing? Is this a place where you country people can come?"

Fu Hai spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, what was supposed to come was coming after all, but he didn't know if Yu Xiaogang would know the secret about him later.

Old Jack quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student sent by our village this year. Look, what procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge threw the Wuhun certificate that he had received onto the ground, and said with a sneer, "Lanyincao is still full of spirit power, hurry up and get out of here."

Fu Hai patted his forehead, that's why he didn't want to follow, because he saw old Jack being bullied, so he couldn't help now.

Fu Hai secretly decided that he would buy a house in the city after saving some money in the past two years, and let Old Jack live the life of a city dweller.

"Okay, stop."

A slightly hoarse middle-aged male voice brought Fu Hai's thoughts back to reality.

Turning to look at the porter again, Tang San had already knocked him to the ground.

"Master, you are here." The porter quickly got up from the ground and greeted him.

"Bring me the proof and show it to me."

Old Jack, the porter, respected the master so much, he secretly thought in his heart that he must be a very powerful soul master, and hurriedly handed over Tang San's certificate.

The master looked at the proof, then turned his head to look Tang San up and down, forcing a smile on his blunt face.

"The proof is true, leave the child to me."

Old Jack saw that the master was very knowledgeable, so he quickly pulled Fu Hai to the master.

"Master, this is my grandson Fu Hai. He didn't awaken any martial arts during the awakening ceremony. Can you see what's going on?"

While talking, Old Jack also gave Grandmaster Fu Hai's Wuhundian certificate.

The master took it casually, and it was written on it that the awakening of the martial soul had failed, and there was no soul power.

Grandmaster frowned slightly. No matter what his martial soul is, without soul power, he is destined to be unable to become a soul master. According to the ten core competitiveness of martial soul he proposed, it is obvious that the martial soul has mutated.

It's just that this kind of mutation is developing in a bad direction, just like his own Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, but his original martial soul is not strong, and it has mutated to the point where it cannot be awakened.

Even if the child's martial soul mutates in a good direction, without soul power, he is destined not to be a soul master.

I have the top ten core competitiveness of Wuhun, and I have a foothold in the entire soul master world, but it is obviously impossible for the child in front of me to reach this height.

I thought so in my heart, but said: "Mr., according to the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun I proposed, he is just an ordinary person."

Old Jack didn't want to let go of this opportunity, so he hurriedly chased after him, "Master, there has never been a person without a martial spirit in Douluo Dalu, think about it carefully."

"Old man, if there is no martial spirit, then God wants him to be an ordinary person. Isn't it good for you to be an ordinary person?"

The master was impatient, and while talking, led Tang San to the academy.

Old Jack was used to being the head of the village, so he subconsciously took two steps forward and grabbed the master's arm, trying to say something.

The master pulled his arm upwards, causing Old Jack to stagger back a few steps, and was quickly supported by Fu Hai behind him.

Tang San, who was walking in front of this action, didn't see it.

Old Jack sighed dejectedly, knowing that his last hope was shattered, he turned around and prepared to take Fu Hai back.

"Stop!" Fu Hai scolded coldly.

The master was taken aback and turned around.

"Are you sure your theory is correct?"

"Of course." The master stood with his hands behind his back, with a proud expression on his face.

"I will prove that your theory is not bullshit."

After finishing speaking, he helped Old Jack to turn around and leave.

The gloomy-faced Grandmaster and the dazed-faced Tang San were left behind.

In the eyes of the master, nothing is more important than his ten core competitiveness of Wuhun. Today, a six-year-old kid said shit, he felt that his dignity had been trampled on.

After they turned a few streets, old Jack groaned.

"Xiao Hai, thank you for venting your anger on Grandpa, but don't do this in the future, after all, he is a soul master, and we can't afford to mess with him."

Fu Hai didn't speak, but he had a plan in mind.

(End of this chapter)