Douluo: My Divine Light Stick Martial Soul

"Go through the back door?"

Dai Mubai became unhappy as he listened to the gossips of the many minor players in front of him.

"No need to say more nonsense, let's test the soul power level and you will understand!"

Chen Guang spoke firmly and seemed confident.

Tang San and others thought this was a good idea, and they could use this to prove themselves.

After Tang San and the others finished the test, the group of people who had just made the sarcastic remarks all looked embarrassed.

However, they still have to struggle one last time.

"Wait, he..." One person pointed at Chen Guang, who stammered, "He... hasn't... tested his soul power yet!"

"I knew it would be like this!"

Chen Guang sneered, he released his martial soul, and the three soul rings were slowly beating around his body.

"How about it?"

Everyone was shocked.

12 years old...12 years old Soul Master!

And it’s such a perverted combination of soul rings!

"Okay, let's go."

When Dai Mubai saw this, he didn't want to waste time. He led everyone to continue to the fourth level.

……

……

"Is this the fourth level? Who is that uncle?"

Xiao Wu was bouncing around and full of energy, and she was the most active along the way.

"Um..." Dai Mubai scratched his head, "Yes, he is our vice president and he is very powerful."

"Hey! Mubai is here!"

Zhao Wuji was dozing off out of boredom, but now he finally waited for the students to arrive.

"There are a lot of students this year!" Zhao Wuji relaxed his muscles, "Not bad, not bad, Mubai, you go down first, let me do the assessment this time!"

"Isn't this not good?" Dai Mubai felt very bad, but he was still looking forward to it.

After all, in the fourth level, the original assessment was to fight him.

And my own strength... is not a big problem against the other people, but Chen Guang's words...

Then it's not a matter of winning or losing.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai unconsciously touched his purple eye that was punched by someone.

"Okay, you first introduce me to them." Zhao Wuji pretended to be serious, like a master, "Next, you guys have to fight against me for a stick of incense."

"One stick of incense?!" Ning Rongrong sighed, "One stick of incense should be easy, right?"

She believed that Chen Guang alone could probably hold on for as long as a stick of incense.

After all, this is just the time it takes to hold on to a stick of incense, not defeat, let alone kill.

"Easy? What are you thinking?!" Dai Mubai looked shocked after hearing this.

"This is the deputy dean of our Shrek Academy, a level 73 attack soul saint! Zhao Wuji!"

"Soul Saint?!"

Now it was Xiao Wu's turn to be shocked. She did not expect that there would be a soul saint in this academy.

And this is just the deputy dean, what if it is the dean?

Is it Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, or Titled Douluo?

She couldn't help but tremble all over, and she couldn't hide the worry and fear in her eyes.

All this was discovered by Tang San, who asked carefully: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No, no," Xiao Wu explained, "Well, I want to ask, what kind of strength is the dean?"

Dai Mubai looked proud after hearing this, and he said proudly: "Dean? The dean of our Shrek Academy is also the Soul Sage!"

"Oh, it turns out it's just Soul Saint."

Xiao Wu patted her chest, with a relieved look on her face, and she completely relaxed.