Douluo's body Douluo

Salikl Principality, Junior Soul Master Academy.

Because most of the disciples of the academy are children of nearby nobles or soul master families, the scale is pretty good.

It is relatively well-known in nearby provinces. The dean contacted several surrounding colleges for exchanges and studies. In fact, it was for the purpose of liaison between the top leaders of the colleges.

Although the background of this academy is not the entire empire like Tiandou Royal Academy, the Grand Duke still attaches great importance to it.

"Meng Ye, have you heard? It seems that disciples from other colleges are coming recently."

In a class, Meng Ye rarely came to check in, but was approached by a fat man.

The kid around him either avoided him or looked at him with admiration.

"Yes, I heard about it." He nodded. The little fat man in front of him was not an ordinary person.

His name is Wang Shuo, and he has part of the royal bloodline, but it is just a collateral lineage, so he is not taken seriously.

But even so, he can be regarded as the most powerful person in this college. As long as he doesn't cause trouble to the Grand Duke, it won't be a big problem.

Meng Ye met him on the first day he came here, and after a good beating he became honest.

Most of these brats who can become soul masters are precocious, so they don't dare to complain. Getting beaten is a small thing, but it would be too embarrassing to complain if they lose.

This kid was a little smart and principled. He knew he couldn't beat him and didn't seek revenge. Instead, he just followed Meng Ye.

"Hey hey hey."

The little fat man came close to Meng Ye and said with a wink, "Meng Ye, I heard there are a few beautiful girls, how do you think?"

Meng Ye narrowed one eye slightly, leaned back slightly, and looked at the little fat man.

Sure, I will consider looking for a girl before my hair even grows. This will only happen when I grow up.

"What do you want to do?" Meng Ye asked.

If this kid has any bad thoughts, he can use the iron fist of justice to make him turn back.

"Uh, aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, this... isn't it normal for boys to be curious about the opposite sex?

Could it be that the boss...

Shaking off more than 100 kilograms of fat on his body, Wang Shuo continued: "Okay, to be honest, there seems to be an exchange competition this time. You are the face of our college. You can't ignore it anymore, right?"

"not interested."

What's the point of a group of kids fighting?

His soul power is only one step away from level [-]. Not to mention the kid of the same age, even the threshold of the advanced soul master academy is only at this level.

Moreover, the actual combat experience is not at the same level. If he really shows his strength, he can blood-thrust an ordinary Soul Lord.

"Don't bother me, Meng Ye, I, I'll give you a hundred gold soul coins! Just think of it as helping me." Wang Shuo said with a pleading look on his face.

He knew that Meng Ye usually spent a lot of money. Because of food, the college even arranged a chef for him.

If he were allowed to be with others, the others wouldn't have to eat at all...

This little fat man usually spent a lot of money out of his own pocket in order to please him.

Now that the conversation has come to this point, Meng Ye can't just refuse because he thinks the other person is a brat.

"Okay, no need for the gold soul coins, but I will only take action once."

"Okay! Whichever beautiful one you like, I'll help you catch her even if I'm afraid of it!"

boom!

He raised his hand and punched the fat man directly. Why can't he get through this?

He covered his head and ran out smoothly, probably to find those "allies". A place like the academy is actually a reduction of the general environment.

Especially these guys with backgrounds have a circle of their own, which is a network of connections inherited from the relationship between their parents.

Although it seems funny, I'm afraid Wang Shuo also has the same hatred from the college's point of view.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to see Meng Ye.

"Just think of it as seeing a different fate."

Now that he agreed, Meng Ye also had his own ideas.

He knew his other life trajectory, but it was a pity that although a butterfly flapping its wings could create a hurricane, a hurricane could not cause any waves in the eyes of God.

Now that he was reborn, he also wanted to see if different choices would have different results.

……

On the day of the exchange competition, inside the academy’s spirit fighting arena.

Because it is the result of the merger of the junior and senior colleges, this college also has a spirit fighting field and even some mimicry training places.

"Why are you here?" Meng Ye walked to the auditorium and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Huh? I heard that this college is holding some kind of exchange competition. Didn't you also participate? Come and have a look. What's going on?"

Lei Zhengyang was wearing coarse clothes at this time and was not wearing the soul master robe of Wuhun Palace, so he was not recognized by anyone.

In the Principality of Salikel, he is considered to be one of the few strong men, and with his status as the master of the Wuhun Lord Hall, the Grand Duke does not dare to underestimate him.

"It's just an exchange match..."

Meng Ye didn't know what to say. He couldn't say he would be embarrassed, right?

Just like when I was a kid at a parent-teacher meeting or a school sports meeting, I would always feel nervous knowing that my parents were watching me.

Meng Ye wasn't really shy or anything, but he just felt a little subtle.

"It doesn't matter, just be sensible and don't make too big a fuss." Lei Zhengyang said with relief, thinking that Meng Ye was afraid of hurting other people and not being able to explain.

"Hmph! You don't even look at your own weight. What a big tone!" The middle-aged man sitting next to him suddenly said sarcastically.

The two people's eyes were attracted. Meng Ye glanced at him and stopped paying attention. He was just a Soul King.

Not wanting to continue talking nonsense with Lei Zhengyang, he turned around and left.

"Blazing Fire Academy? It seems like we have to chat with that guy Huo Wuji." Lei Zhengyang looked at him and seemed to recognize his identity.

"Huh?" The other party was also stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would know his dean, and asked cautiously: "May I ask who you are?"

In the world of soul masters, there is an iron rule that can almost be said to be the default, that is, never provoke a soul master with a higher soul power than yourself!

Because there is no explicit rule against killing people.

Whether or not to take action depends entirely on the strong man's mood and dispensable moral principles.

"Lei Zhengyang."

air!

A faint soul power came along with the terrifying mental pressure, instantly shocking the opponent to the spot, and his eyes were blank for a while.

Lei Zhengyang is a pure beast martial soul attacking soul saint. His soul power is far from reaching the limit, but his strength is the absolute peak of the soul saint!

……

Meng Ye turned his head and glanced at the auditorium. Apart from the dean, who had similar soul power to Lei Zhengyang, he was probably the only one present who could sense the pressure of soul power.

"Is it almost completed? That secret method..."

In this era, there is no means to develop spiritual power, so spiritual spirits are very difficult to deal with, and can even be said to be terrifying.

The best example is the Canmeng Wuhun back then. A mere Soul Saint had a title that even the titled Douluo was unwilling to offend.

In fact, it is just bullying other people who have not practiced spiritual power and do not understand spiritual attacks.

But Lei Zhengyang is not among them. His mental power is very strong...

"Meng Ye, boss! You're finally here, I'm so anxious."

In the waiting area, Wang Shuo ran over excitedly after seeing Meng Ye.

"If you are in a hurry, turn right when you go out." Meng Ye pushed him aside and pointed behind him.

"No, boss, we have lost two games. If we lose again, we will be completely embarrassed!" Wang Shuo directly hugged Meng Ye's hand and dragged him to the playing field.

While saying: "We can't lose anymore, all our hopes depend on you, boss!"

In the spirit fight, the other party lost without a doubt.

The opponents were basically all soul masters. There was only one great soul master, who was close to graduating from the junior soul master academy and was a few years older than Meng Ye.

The last one was easily won. When Meng Ye felt that maybe this trivial choice would not change the general direction, something unexpected happened.

……

After the exchange match ended, Meng Ye and others were blocked as they walked out of the academy.

"Are you bullying my junior schoolmate?" A tall red-haired girl blocked the door, and everyone around her got out of the way.

And she has two soul rings, and judging from the fluctuations in her soul power, she should be over level 25.

But Meng Ye could see her specific cultivation level at a glance... Level 28, age, about 14 years old, fire attribute martial spirit...

Ordinary soul masters need to test repeatedly or even touch the bones to determine the information, but Meng Ye was able to determine it in just a few seconds without the aid of any external objects.