Douluo's strongest Mingzun

Chapter 37 Su Yuntao

Notting City.

Notting College.

After six years, Su Cheng and other students have entered the final stage of the sixth grade, and they will be able to graduate from the Junior Soul Master Academy soon.

The graduation requirement of Junior Soul Master Academy is to become a soul master, and the remaining [-] students in the sixth grade have already become soul masters under Su Ming's teaching.

Teaching building, sixth grade classroom.

Ling Feng suggested aloud: "Squad leader, we are graduating soon, why don't we go for an outing outside the city."

Fat Wang Sheng cheered: "Okay, let's go together."

If you go for an outing in the countryside, you must have a picnic, and then you can eat a lot of food after the picnic.

The 12-year-old Su Cheng is already about 1.5 meters tall. Her white hair is tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head. Although she is just a girl, she already has a beautiful face.

The dark blue eyes are very deep, and even the eyelashes are blue, very beautiful.

Su Cheng thought for a while and said, "Well, good! Then the whole class will go together."

……

Holy Spirit Village.

A young man about 20 years old walked out of the dilapidated Wuhundian wooden house.

This person has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his appearance is very handsome.

He was dressed in a white outfit, with a black cloak on the back, and a fist-sized soul character in the center of his chest. This was the standard attire for personnel directly under the Wuhun Hall.

On the left chest, there is a badge engraved with a long sword, and a total of three long swords are interlaced on the badge.

The number of three handles represents the soul master's third-class title Great Soul Master, and the long sword represents that the deacon from the Wuhun Temple is a battle soul master.

Old Jack outside the door greeted Su Yuntao nervously.

"Master Su Yuntao, how are you doing? Is there any possibility for the children in our village to become soul masters this year?"

Su Yuntao looked at him, sighed, and said, "It's a pity that none of the children have soul power."

After finishing speaking, Su Yuntao turned around and left directly. He had to go to the next village to awaken the martial soul for others.

Looking at the collapsed stone pillars in the village, Old Jack could only leave with a sigh.

An hour later, Su Yuntao came to a village not far from Holy Soul Village.

As the breeze blew by, the tip of his nose shrugged slightly, and then his eyes narrowed.

This is, a smell of blood?

Su Yuntao's martial spirit is a wolf, and his five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. Although the smell of blood in the breeze is extremely faint, he still keenly detects it.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace and rushed towards the village ahead.

"What a strong bloody smell!"

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the bloody breath seemed to be unstoppable, and rushed towards them.

The village is horrible, like Shura hell!

The road was stained red with blood, corpses could be seen everywhere on the side of the road, and all kinds of internal organs were scattered around, almost disgusting.

On the road ahead, a blood-stained black-robed man was following a six-year-old child, his body shaking slightly.

As if aware of Su Yuntao's arrival, the man in black turned around slowly, revealing a pale and terrifying face.

In his hands, he was holding a bloody heart. The flesh and blood were mixed in his mouth, and the blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, looking extremely hideous.

"This is, evil soul master, damn it!"

Su Yuntao's face was livid, as the deacon of the Wuhun Temple in Notting City, facing the bloody scene before him, how could he not be furious.

The man in black just sneered, and four spirit rings rose slowly from his body.

Su Yuntao's face changed drastically. He only has level 27 soul power, and he is no match for a soul sect at all.

He turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation. Facing the situation in front of him, he had no choice but to return to the Hall of Spirits first, report the news, and let the stronger soul masters of the Hall of Spirits handle it.

The man in black sneered, and quickly chased after Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao's martial soul is a wolf, which belongs to the agility attack system. With the blessing of the second soul skill, speed, his speed is no worse than that of a thirty-level soul master.

But facing a soul sect of more than 40 levels, he didn't have much hope of escaping.

……

In the grassland three miles outside Notting City, the green grass fluttered with the wind, exuding a breath of spring.

Although it's not too far from Notting City, it's not too close either. There are people coming.

On a wide grassland, twenty teenagers and girls aged 12 are gathering here, admiring the beautiful scenery.

Wang Sheng touched his shriveled stomach, and said weakly: "Squad leader, quickly take out the food, we are almost starving to death."

Su Cheng turned aside Wang Sheng's obese body, and said lightly: "I see that you are fat, even if you insist on not eating for three days, you can survive."

Even though he said that, Su Cheng still took out the food from the 36 Ye Mingyue Frost on his waist.

Wang Sheng immediately beamed with joy, and took the initiative to build a barbecue grill and prepare for the barbecue.

In a few moments, the grill and wood are ready and the fire is just a matter of igniting.

Wang Sheng came in front of the three-eyed goldfish and begged, "Xiaojin, come here and spit some fire."

The three-eyed Jin Zhi opened his golden eyes, cast a glance at Wang Sheng, stood up with his legs straight, changed a more comfortable position, and continued to lie down on the grass, sleeping lazily.

"Xiao Jin, give me a fire..."

Under Wang Sheng's harassment again and again, the three-eyed Jin Zhi finally got impatient and spit out a violent flame from his mouth.

"呲呲~"

The aroma of the barbecue continued to waft. Wang Sheng turned the barbecue beside him, sprinkled seasoning and chili powder, almost making his mouth water.

The students immediately approached quickly, and after several times of scrambling, everyone's stomachs rolled and they were full.

Everyone began to lie on the grass, blowing the cool wind, looking very comfortable.

After a long time, Wang Sheng asked: "Squad leader, where will you go with Teacher Su in the future?"

Su Cheng said: "I don't know, where Mr. Su is going, I will go too. The next step is to go to the Intermediate Academy!"

Ling Feng's voice was dim: "Squad leader, your soul power is already level 32, you can go directly to the advanced soul master academy. But we are soul masters, so we can only go to the intermediate soul master academy."

In this case, Su Cheng must separate from these students and go to a different soul master academy.

Su Cheng also felt a little bit reluctant about the classmates he had been with for six years.

"Well, then I'll ask Mr. Su to see if we can still be in the same academy."

"Really, monitor?" Ling and other students sat up from the grass.

After six years, these students also know that Su Ming's life is not easy.

If Mr. Su was just an ordinary soul master, how could he possess such a miraculous technique as Tianyuan Gong, which would rapidly increase everyone's cultivation speed, and all 20 people would become soul masters.

Generally speaking, Notting College graduates no more than ten soul masters a year.

And in their sixth grade, twenty of them directly became soul masters.

And compared to soul masters of the same level, their soul power is more pure, which is a huge advantage in future battles.

These students all know that as long as they follow Teacher Su, they will definitely become a powerful soul master in the future.

At this time, the three-eyed Jinzhu who had closed his eyes and rested suddenly opened his eyes, and even opened the third vertical pupil that was usually closed.

It kept growling in a direction far away.

The students looked where one after another, only to see a black spot approaching rapidly in the distance.

As the black dot approached, it could already be discerned that it was a man covered in blood.

With his left hand holding his right arm, he staggered forward, his handsome face was already pale, and blood was continuously flowing between his left fingers. It was obvious that his right arm had been broken.

(End of this chapter)