Douluo's different Ma Hongjun

"You...you...the thousand-year second ring?" Dai Mubai stammered with his mouth open.

"Didn't you see it? So it doesn't matter how young you are. If you don't give it a try, you don't know if you can do it," Ma Hongjun said sternly.

"You...what do you mean?" Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun doubtfully. He felt that Ma Hongjun had something to say.

"The teacher told me about your situation. Isn't it just a brother who is six years older than you? Do you just give up? If you really don't want to fight for yourself, then I advise you not to ruin the creation of my teacher. If you want to improve the school's reputation, just go back to the Star Luo Empire! After you go back, you just need to destroy your soul power and then be a free prince with peace of mind. I believe your brother will not make things difficult for you at that time." Ma Hongjun said.

"I, I don't want to give up, but I can't see hope." Dai Mubai, who was only 12 years old, was a little overwhelmed.

"If you don't work hard yourself, what hope do you have? Coward!" Ma Hongjun continued to attack.

"I'm not a coward!" Dai Mubai couldn't help shouting.

"Then stand up and fight on your own. Even if you fail, at least you won't regret it!" Ma Hongjun shouted.

Seeing Dai Mubai's expression changing, Ma Hongjun continued:

"As far as I know, there are still more than five years left for the next Young Soul Master Competition. That is your last hope. If you are still a man, please don't waste these five years."

"But it takes at least seven people to participate in the Young Soul Master Competition. Where can I find so many people? Who will help me?" Dai Mubai thought that his brother would definitely bring a group of people in their 20s with him. I felt a little depressed again when I entered the competition.

"Waste! As long as you don't give up, there is still hope. As long as you are still a student of Shrek Academy, I will be your classmate, friend, and brother." Ma Hongjun shouted again.

"Are you willing to help me? Do you know that you are making an enemy of my brother? If I fail then, my brother will definitely not let you go." Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun in disbelief.

"You are really worthless! Are you not trying hard just because you are afraid? Are you afraid just because the goal is too far away? Shouldn't we soul masters have the courage to face difficulties? If not, then why are you practicing? Why can you become a great soul master?" Ma Hongjun said angrily.

"Why are you helping me?" Dai Mubai's expression did not change, but he suddenly asked.

"Because you are from Shrek, and because my teacher is the founder of Shrek, I don't want to see cowards among my teacher's students. This is simply an embarrassment to my teacher. The last reason is that I I once asked the teacher how you were, and the teacher's answer was: "Mubai is a good child, but he was under too much pressure, so he chose to escape. "Do you understand what the teacher means?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"I don't understand." Dai Mubai shook his head blankly.

"The teacher means that you are not bad, but because you are young, you chose to escape after receiving some blows. The teacher feels sorry for you and feels that your talent is not worth it. Do you understand now?" Ma Hongjun said loudly.

"I know, I will never run away again, and I will not let Dean Flender down again." Dai Mubai also said loudly, as if he wanted to use this too loud voice to spread the words into his heart , so that you can be more determined.

"Give me three years, I will form a team, because I also want to prove for the teacher, I want the whole continent to know about Shrek Academy." Ma Hongjun stretched out his right hand again.

"Then let us work hard together!" A smile broke out on Dai Mubai's face, as if the pain that had been suppressed in his heart had been expelled.

The two clasped their hands again, looked at each other, and laughed heartily.

"Hongjun, are you really only nine years old?" Dai Mubai asked after laughing.

"Nine and a half years old, three years younger than you." Ma Hongjun replied.

"I really can't believe you can do this at your age. I'm really ashamed of myself!" Dai Mubai said with shame.

"Both of my parents died when I was young. It was the village chief's grandfather who raised me. When I was seven years old, the village chief's grandfather also passed away. From then on, my only goal in practice was the legend I had heard: to become a god at level [-]. Ma Hongjun said.

"Become a god at level [-]? What do you mean?" Dai Mubai asked confused.

"You should know that after a soul master reaches the ninetieth level, he will be called a titled Douluo!" Ma Hongjun asked.

"I know this. We in the Star Luo Empire have Titled Douluo-level worshipers." Dai Mubai nodded.

"What about level [-]?" Ma Hongjun asked again.

"Level [-]? Become a god at level [-]? Can you become a god after reaching level [-]?" Dai Mubai asked in surprise.

"Yes, but it is difficult. It seems that no one has succeeded in Douluo Continent for a long time. My goal is to become a new god. It is said that after becoming a god, you can enter the divine world, live forever, and go to different worlds. When the time comes to travel around the endless world with the people you like, how exciting it will be!" Ma Hongjun showed a yearning look.

After coming to Douluo Continent, Ma Hongjun set himself the goal of becoming a god, and then took the people he liked to play games in different worlds. Ma Hongjun has been struggling for this for nine years.

"You disciple, do you know his goal?" Zhao Wuji once again asked Flanders in surprise.

"I don't know. I only know that he practices very hard. He doesn't need my supervision at all. He is always practicing!" Flanders said after taking a deep breath.

"Do you think he can succeed?" Zhao Wuji didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear.

"I don't know, but if I choose one person who can succeed, it must be him. I can say that I have watched him grow for more than three years. Not only is he extremely talented, but he also works hard enough. If he can't succeed, I don’t know what kind of people can succeed,” Friend lamented.

"Excellent talent? I think he is also the Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit! Although Fire Phoenix is ​​a top-level beast martial spirit, it can't be called an extremely talented person!" Zhao Wuji asked doubtfully.

"Twin Martial Spirits!" Flanders spat out four words softly.

"Is he a twin spirit?" Zhao Wuji looked shocked for the first time today.

Flanders said no more, but nodded.

"You old boy, you are so old, yet you are getting such a big advantage." Zhao Wuji looked envious and jealous.

"Hahahaha! Wuji! Brother, this is a good character, but there is nothing we can do about it! It's impossible to meet you anyway." Flender happily hugged Zhao Wuji's shoulders.