[Comprehensive Fantasy] The main characters are all my younger brothers

After all, Dai Mubai's three spirit rings couldn't deter everyone, after another pair of confident parents who brought their children to sign up but were rejected questioned, the old man finally showed his tyrannical strength.

Indeed, as Ling Yi said, he was the Soul Emperor of the Six Rings.

Finally no one dared to say anything.

A group of four quickly lined up to the front.

In front is a girl with short hair that reaches her ears. She is shorter than Xiao Wu, but just by looking at her figure, she can be confirmed to be good-looking.

Ling Yi stared at the girl.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu was very curious that Ling Yi would also go to see girls.

"The aura on her body...Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Ling Yi recalled a middle-aged man who visited Tang Chen when he was still in Haotian School.

Xiao Wu didn't care much about this, but Tang San was quite puzzled: "The strongest auxiliary spirit? But don't they have their own training methods?"

"How do I know, maybe the one who ran away from home!"

Ling Yi only had some impressions of the girl's aura, and after glancing at the girl, he casually looked away.

During the conversation, the girl had already entered the academy.

"Ten gold soul coins." The old man knocked on the box.

"Let's sign up together." Tang San recovered, and put thirty golden soul coins into the box.

The old man squeezed Xiao Wu's hand, nodded in satisfaction, and frowned while pinching Tang San's hand: "Raise the calf."

Tang San understood.

"Qualified." The old man nodded and looked at Ling Yi, "Stretch out your hand."

Ling Yi didn't know how to do it, but the bone age also met the requirements.

"Okay, release the martial spirit."

Tang San and Xiao Wu released their spirits at the same time, both with two spirit rings, and they immediately looked at Ling Yi.

Ling Yi had released his martial soul after he had awakened it back then. No one except Ling Da knew about his martial soul, nor did he know how he graduated from Notting College.

Passing the fan in his hand to Ling Da, Ling Yi slowly raised his hand.

A large knife appeared in his hand.

The blade is slightly curved, shorter and wider than ordinary knives, and the blade is thicker than ordinary knives, but it doesn't look bulky.

Its hilt is pure black, and other parts are dark red as if stained with blood, making this knife even more bloody and weird.

But no one can object to its beauty.

Ling Yi touched the blade gently, and the soul ring circled around him.

Two yellows and one purple——he had become a soul master earlier than Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Even Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't expect that Ling Yi, who had always been lazy and never practiced, had quietly obtained three soul rings.

"Hahahaha! There are monsters every year, especially this year. Mubai, bring them in!" The old man was first surprised and then overjoyed.

"As for this one, you can hand over the child to us." These words were addressed to Ling Da.

"Wait a minute." Ling Yi didn't follow Dai Mubai, but stood there looking at Ling Da.

Tang San and Xiao Wu wouldn't leave if he didn't leave, Tang San smiled apologetically and friendlyly at Dai Mubai: "Wait a minute."

I saw Ling Da directly released a pair of black wings, surrounded by nine soul rings.

"I'm applying for a teacher." The young man said coldly.

"Okay, okay!" The old man didn't know whether he was surprised or happy or both, he was stunned for a while before nodding, "You can go in with them."

Dai Mubai was also stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses, looked at Ling Da with curiosity and longing: "Come with me."

Dai Mubai directly led the four of them to the fourth level, and halfway introduced a bearded Oscar who was buying sausages.

"It's really interesting." After listening to Oscar's soul curse, Ling Yi was rarely excited. He looked at the back of Oscar leaving, wondering what he was thinking.

"Here we are." Dai Mubai's words interrupted Ling Yi's thoughts.

Looking back, a middle-aged man who is not tall but extremely strong is sitting on a chair.

"Teacher Zhao." Dai Mubai stepped forward, "These four are here to participate in the assessment." He pointed to Tang San, Ling Yixiaowu and the girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and then pointed to Ling Da, "This one It's for teachers."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man focused his eyes on Ling Da, with a bit of excitement, "Is there anyone else applying for a teacher?"

Dai Mubai hesitated for a moment, and kindly added a sentence: "It's a Title Douluo."

Zhao Wuji was discouraged all of a sudden, not to mention him as a titled Douluo, even ten of them would be brutally tortured, so he decided to vent his desire to fight on a few young ones.

"My name is Zhao Wuji, and I will give you a stick of incense time to discuss. After the stick of incense, no matter what method the four of you use, if you can hold the stick of incense under my hands, it will be considered a pass."

Dai Mubai's expression changed: "Mr. Zhao, is this not good?"

"It's nothing bad." Zao Wou-ki glanced at Dai Mubai, "It's my biggest problem if the principal isn't here, I'll do whatever I say."

As he said that, he had inserted an incense stick that was lit at an unknown time on the ground, and sat back on the original chair.