Douluo's emotional system

"That's right, I'm so confused. Hurry up and test your soul power."

Wulin recovered from the shock, felt like he took out a blue crystal ball, and ran all the way to Jiang Qi.

As soon as he got within five meters, his martial spirit began to tremble slightly, as if it was being suppressed.

Although the martial arts spirit in the martial arts world is a weapon spirit, it is still suppressed by the white tiger. A soul power of more than 70 levels can only be used at more than 60 levels.

How domineering, would I be suppressed even if I am a Soul Saint of over 70 levels? He is indeed a legendary martial spirit.

Sighing in his heart, he handed the blue crystal ball to Jiang Qimian.

The soul power test has been done many times today. Jiang Qi tried to control the white tiger and take it back into his body. It was not difficult.

Stretching out his hand and pressing it on the blue crystal ball, Jiang Qi felt a huge suction force, and something seemed to be pulled out of his originally calm body.

Under everyone's gaze, the crystal ball shone brightly, and in just one breath, the crystal ball shone like a small artificial sun.

As long as the crystal ball can emit a gleam of light, it is considered to be the first level of soul power, such as the little girl who awakened the mulberry leaf martial spirit before.

There is no doubt that the person who can make the crystal ball emit such a powerful light must be full of innate soul power.

After experiencing the bombardment of martial soul awakening, everyone's endurance has been greatly strengthened. Now that Jiang Qi has awakened full soul power, it is more natural than a surprise.

At this time, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, wanting to take a good look at this peerless genius of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Martial spirit level is god level.

Congenitally full of soul power.

Wuhun is the legendary white tiger.

If Qibao Glazed Pagoda can be regarded as the top two auxiliary martial arts, then Baihu is undoubtedly the first in the offensive martial arts.

Moreover, it surpassed all the martial arts spirits in the mainland by one level, jumping from the mortal level to the god level.

Today's Jiang Qi is undoubtedly the number one genius of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Whether in terms of martial soul quality or soul power level, he completely suppresses the former number one genius Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"White Tiger is born with full soul power."

Not far away, Ning Rongrong looked at Jiang Qi in disbelief. The last trace of pride in her heart seemed like a vase falling to the ground, completely shattered.

The reason why she can do whatever she wants in the Qibao Glazed Sect without feeling like she has done anything wrong is not because she is the daughter of the sect master, but because she is the number one genius in the sect. Geniuses should enjoy privileges, and now this number one genius The name has changed hands.

Ning Rongrong felt like the sky was falling, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Woooooo~"

She sobbed, covered her face with her little hands, pushed away the crowd of onlookers and ran out.

A figure appeared in the main hall in just a flash. This was a swordsman, with white hair and a childish face, carrying a long sword on his back.

"Ning Fengzhi, why don't you go and see your daughter?"

The old man roared, startling the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Uncle Jian, calm down, I'll go right away."

"What if something happens to Rongrong right now?"

“Go immediately”

Ning Fengzhi activated his martial soul true form, and seven soul rings flashed behind him, turning into a gust of wind and chasing after him.

In the center of the hall, Jiang Qi slowly opened his eyes and quietly walked down the stand.

His whole body was filled with the majesty of the King of Beasts, which made many children who had not yet awakened their martial souls tremble and feel very uncomfortable.

Is this martial soul and soul power?

Jiang Qi clearly felt the soul power and majesty of the white tiger, which was not much but like a trickle in his body, and couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

At this time, he could definitely beat himself up a hundred times in his previous life.

Sword Douluo's figure flashed beside Jiang Qi. Feeling the pressure on him, he couldn't help but frown, and slapped Jiang Qi on the head.

"Okay, brat, stop showing off and put your pressure away quickly."

"It hurts, it hurts, but Grandpa Jian, I don't know how to take back the pressure."

Sword Douluo was embarrassed, forgetting that he was still a child.

"Ahem, don't talk back, I'll teach you what to do."

"Mobilize the soul power in your body, feel the breath of the white tiger, and synchronize with your martial soul to control the pressure independently."

Sword Douluo demonstrated, an aura belonging to the titled Douluo came from his body, and then quickly disappeared, using it very smoothly.

Jiang Qi followed Sword Douluo's instructions, felt the breath of the martial spirit, and then synchronized with it.

Soon, the pressure from Jiang Qi disappeared, as if it had never existed before.

"Well, this kid is teachable. He is worthy of being the owner of the White Tiger Spirit."

Sword Douluo touched his white beard and smiled happily.

At the same time, he was secretly thinking about Rongrong's attitude towards this kid in the future, and whether he could make a couple of them.

"Okay, okay, let's continue with the martial arts awakening. There's no need to waste time because of us."

Sword Douluo waved his hand to Wulin, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Tsk, these Titled Douluo all like this. They come and go without a trace, and the same goes for Bone Douluo."

After Jiang Qi restrained his pressure, he quietly left the hall. The most important thing today was over and he could slip away.

But by the way, why did that little witch Ning Rongrong run so fast just now? I want to show off to her to see if I can get some emotional points.

"Hey, why is there an extra thousand points?"

In a secret place in the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong sat on a stone with a pond behind her. She buried her head in her legs. If anyone came close, she could hear soft sobbing.

"That stinky guy, why is he so gifted with soul power? He is obviously a stinky coward who only knows how to avoid me."

"Uuuuuu~ Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, and Grandpa Jian will not like me anymore. I am no longer the number one genius in the sect."

Not far away, Ning Fengzhi spotted Ning Rongrong who was crying and walked over slowly.

"Today is really rare. I can actually see the little princess hiding here and crying."

Ning Fengzhi touched Ning Rongrong's hair and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Go away and find that brat. He's better than me."

He ignored Ning Rongrong's childish temper. As a father, he really shouldn't have taught her to be like this.

"No, you are a little princess, why would daddy not want you?"

"Really"

Ning Rongrong raised his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi with watery eyes.

"Of course, why is a mere brat so important to us Rongrong? If you don't believe it, how about I expel him from the sect immediately to vent your anger?"

"Ah, is that okay?"

Under his own comfort, Ning Rongrong seemed to regain some vitality. Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that she would get into trouble.

"Ahem, Rongrong, if you want to expel Jiang Qi from the sect, just tell me. If you don't want to, just give him a gift. How about you make peace?"

Ning Fengzhi suggested.

"No, and why am I giving him a gift?"

"Don't make a decision now, go back and think about it carefully."

Ning Rongrong stared at the eyes that had just cried, without focus, as if she was thinking about something.