Legend of the Angel of Douluo

Early the next morning, the rooster's crow kept ringing, leaving everyone in the village without a sweet dream in the morning.

But Su Ming didn't feel any impact, because he couldn't sleep last night.

I can't help it, I'm too excited, too emotional, and too nervous. The awakening of the martial soul is related to my foundation in this Douluo world.

Just like the night before the college entrance examination at Blue Star.

Moreover, the awakening of martial souls is much more important in the world of Douluo than the college entrance examination in Blue Star.

Although I was nervous during the college entrance examination, with years of hard study and answering questions in kilograms, I was able to handle the exam with ease.

Even if the performance was slightly wrong, the final result was still within the range of one's expectations.

But the awakening of martial soul is different!

If Su Ming remembers it well, Tang San's teacher Yu Xiaogang in Douluo once had the so-called "Ten Core Theories of Martial Spirits". One of them means that a person's Martial Spirit is generally inherited from his parents, and It comes from the more powerful martial spirit among his parents.

Doesn't this just depend on luck?Especially for an orphan like Su Ming.

Su Ming began to realize that he had never seen his parents when he traveled through time.

During this period, Su Ming also tried to ask many people in the village, including the village chief, the village chief's son, some elderly people... without exception, he got negative answers.

The old man who first picked up Su Ming and brought him to the village also passed away a few years ago.

Except for leaving a small grave outside the village, there is nothing else.

In this way, isn't the awakening of the martial spirit a time of complete luck for Su Ming?

The accumulated exam experience of "choose the shortest among three long and one short, choose the longest among three short and one long, and choose C if the same length" is completely useless.

Doesn’t this turn into opening a blind box?

Adding money to the blind box may also increase the probability, maybe there is a guarantee, right?

Nervous, nervous, nervous, looking forward to looking forward to it!

Su Ming spent a long night with such contradictory psychology.

Fortunately, Su Ming was still full of energy due to the skills he had developed from staying up late. Apart from the dark bags under his eyes, he was no different from usual.

"Pah, pah, pah!" A sound of gongs was heard.

Su Ming thought to himself: "Dinner is served so early today? It seems that the old village chief attaches great importance to the martial soul awakening ceremony held for the first time in the village's history."

Breakfast in the small village is very simple, just a bowl of gruel and two green vegetables. Maybe a few more meat cubes can be added for the children.

A collective breakfast can not only enhance the sense of unity of the villagers, but also avoid a lot of waste.

This era is not just as simple as the nobility of the nobles of the empires and the power of the soul master sects.

When Su Ming arrived at a large vacant house that had just been renovated yesterday, the rest of the village also came over one after another.

The old village chief stood next to a big pot with a kind face, holding a spoon in his hand, and said: "Children line up here, today's breakfast is different!"

Su Ming waited in line to finish breakfast and finally understood what the old village chief meant.

In addition to the usual white porridge and green vegetables, the bowl in his hand also contained some red meat slices. Although they were very thin, the color was particularly eye-catching.

"Gulu gulu." Su Ming took a few mouthfuls and the bowl reached the bottom.

“It tastes pretty good.”

Just as Su Ming was still savoring the taste of meat remaining in his mouth, a strong and completely unfamiliar voice came.

"Is this Senluo Village?"

Two middle-aged men and women in smart and simple clothes with special badges on their chests emerged from a cluster of trees outside the house, with a few leaves in their hair.

Their voices seemed to have an innate magic power. As soon as they finished speaking, everyone in the village turned to look at the two strangers.

"Excuse me, is this Senluo Village?" The woman asked softly when no one answered.

"It turns out to be the soul master of Wuhun Palace. That's right, this is Senluo Village."

As the most knowledgeable person in the village, the old village chief had keen eyesight. He immediately saw the badges worn on the chests of the strange man and woman, and then hurriedly smiled at them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know this village was called Senluo Village until I was so old. Why does it sound a bit spooky?" Su Ming muttered in his heart.

"It's really admirable for the soul masters to come to a small village like ours to help the children awaken the martial arts despite the hardships of the journey. Here, on behalf of the children of Senluo Village, I would like to thank you two adults!"

Having said this, the old village chief bowed deeply to the two Wuhun Palace soul masters regardless of his age.

The male soul master noticed the old village chief's actions and came over with a big step. He quickly held the old village chief's hand, supported him and said: "Old man, you are really too kind. Help the children to awaken their martial souls. They realize their dreams of being soul masters, which is what our Spirit Hall should do!"

"Jersey is right. These are what our Spirit Hall should do within our duties. The Pope has emphasized this many times since he came to the throne. Don't be too polite." The female Spirit Master also echoed.

The people in the village quickly realized something after hearing words such as "Martial Soul Hall, Soul Master, and Soul Awakening" popping up from time to time in the conversations between these people.

Especially the children.

In the past few days, the old village chief has taught the villagers many times about the meaning behind terms such as Wuhun, Wuhun Awakening, and Soul Master.

Although his popular science was completely unreliable in Su Ming's eyes, it still somewhat aroused the enthusiasm in the children's hearts at the time.

"I want to be a soul master and eat delicious food every day from now on!"

"After I become a soul master, my father can no longer ask me to work every day!"

"..."

Su Ming still remembers the scene at that time and the "bold words" spoken by those children.

No, soon, the children in the village slowly gathered around the two soul masters, their big eyes blinking with infinite desire.

"Old man, I think it's not too late. This place is quite spacious. How about we perform the martial soul awakening ceremony here?" Soul Master Jersey asked.

"Okay, okay, then I'll trouble you, sir."

The old village chief pointed to a few young and middle-aged people and said: "You guys, hurry up and clear away the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks next to you to make a spacious place for the soul masters."

After a lot of fussing, everything was ready, and the two soul masters had already taken out the materials and set up a somewhat strange circular array in a spacious place.

"This is the formation for martial soul awakening. You can just stand inside and follow my instructions step by step. Now I will demonstrate it to you."

"Martial Spirit Lone Wolf, come out."

I saw Soul Master Jersey standing in the formation. As soon as he finished speaking, a cyan wolf-shaped shadow appeared above his right hand.

"Wow!"

Many children looked very surprised when they saw Jersey's magic-like method, with little stars twinkling in their eyes.

"Now, please line up and come one by one. No need to rush, everyone can awaken their martial soul!" Soul Master Jersey saw that his performance instantly attracted the children's attention, and he hit the track while the iron was hot.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming found that there were people in front of him.

"Didn't I stand in front just now? How come I'm at the very back all of a sudden?" Su Ming turned around and looked behind him, only to find that there was no one there.

"Forget it, I won't compete with these little brats for a position. Aren't we all the same in front and behind?"

Looking at the row of rushing children in front of him, Su Minglue shook his head helplessly.

"How do you look at the peerless martial spirit I've awakened? What do you think?"