Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 31 The Boy with Super Willpower
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, a faint light radiated from Zhou Zhou's body, and three soul rings emerged one by one.

"Damn, it's really a soul master!"

"Damn it! I can't believe this guy's only 12 years old."

"It feels so strong, this guy is definitely more than level 30!"

Weekend snorted coldly, and the barrier of soul power spread out, matching the level 39 soul power, exuding a pressure.

"Quiet!"

In an instant, all the voices disappeared, and everyone looked at the weekend in shock.

Although the oldest of these people below is already 18 years old, none of them has a spirit power higher than that of the weekend, and the closest one is only 38 levels lower than the previous one.

At this time, at the back of the weekend, a director sent by the academy to assist pulled his black beard with a look of shock.

"It's so powerful. It's so powerful at this age. It's worthy of being a titled Douluo. It seems that it's better not to get involved. If something happens, I might lose my life!"

Standing in the front on weekends, he didn't know what the people behind him were thinking, but just looked at the students in front of him and observed their reactions.

"Although the soul power level of these seniors is higher, they have lost a lot of plasticity. We should find some people from lower grades."

"However, my main purpose is to completely reap luck. I don't want to waste time teaching others here. I just recruit three satisfied people to teach. The main thing is to deal with the period when I don't play in the early stage!"

Standing at the top on the weekend and looking at the quiet crowd below, he calmed down his sense of oppression and said lightly, "I think you should have received the news, I will be established..."

Among the crowd was a young man with a weak face who looked like he was about to die at any moment, standing there with a walking stick in his hand.

"I'm so envious of him! He can control his own destiny, as well as the destiny of others..." There was no expression on the weak face, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes!
The boy turned around slowly and walked towards the distance step by step. He just wanted to go to a quiet place and wait for death.

"...Among you people, I only chose three people. These three people will train with me and receive my training at the same time. Below is the list, Liu Dong, Wang Hao..."

Although the boy leaned on a cane and walked slowly towards the distance, his ears listened to the sound behind him.

"It really is the two of them! A powerful mutated martial soul, a healthy body, and a complete family..."

"...Lin Ze!"

The boy suddenly froze in place, Lin Ze was his name, his hands suddenly throbbed with veins, and he grabbed the walking stick in his hand fiercely, and the hard wood made a crisp sound.

The powerful force broke the crutch directly, and stared blankly at the front, Lin Ze suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Are you kidding? What do you mean?"

A roar suddenly sounded from the crowd, and everyone nearby was startled.

A tall fat man roared with anger on his face. This fat man's body is well-proportioned, more like a strong body type, but from his immature face, he should not be very old.

Domineeringly pushed away, everyone in front, this fat man rushed forward.

"Who do you think you are? Do whatever you want? Do whatever you want?" The fat man rushed over and roared angrily.

"Wang Hao, stop! What are you going to do? Don't do anything." The director behind suddenly shouted sharply.

"Don't let him care about me!" Wang Hao pushed away the person who blocked him, looked at Zhou Zhou angrily and said, "You let a man who is dying to train with you, do you want to kill him? Don't think that you It was brought by Contra, so you can do whatever you want!"

"That's right! Ever since Lin Ze got the second spirit ring, he looks like he's about to die!"

"I heard that it was the soul ring that repelled me. It is a miracle that I can save my life, but I won't live for long."

"It's a pity, his martial spirit is very powerful, I heard that fat man Wang Hao can't beat him!"

"Really? Wang Hao's martial spirit is very domineering, we were almost beaten by him!"

"That's why Wang Hao came out! After losing ten games in a row, this guy recognized Lin Ze as his brother, but only unilaterally!"

Looking at the people whispering in the audience on the weekend, he glanced at Wang Hao in surprise. He didn't expect that he hadn't beaten that Lin Ze. That guy's martial soul ability should be auxiliary.

Looking at Lin Ze who was standing outside the crowd, Weekend disappeared on the podium in a flash.

The next moment, Lin Ze appeared in front of him.

There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and there was a puddle of blood on the ground, probably from coughing just now.

Looking up at Lin Ze, Zhou weekend said lightly: "You should have heard the quarrel just now, do you have any thoughts?"

"You must have taken a fancy to my soul skills! It's a pity that my life is not long, even Contra can't save me!" Lin Ze smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Ordinary people will definitely not, but Poison Douluo is my godfather!" Weekend pulled Dugu Bo over with no expression on his face.

"What?" Lin Ze's eyes widened, but then they became dim again.

"It's useless, he can at most solve my physical condition, the rejection of the spirit ring can't solve it."

Weekend frowned slightly, and put his hand on Lin Ze's shoulder, and the faint brilliance of the Lingzhu Wuhun shone over.

"Your soul ring repels, I should be able to solve it."

If this sentence was just said alone, Lin Ze would not have dumped him, but his sudden magical power made him stunned on the spot.

The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow and into the brain that came from the body all the time has actually weakened a little bit.

"You...you can really do it!" With his lips trembling slightly, Lin Ze looked at the weekend in disbelief.

"It's just possible. Please tell me about your situation first. I'm curious, how did you cultivate your innate level 12 soul power to level 21 at the age of [-]? Also, how did you make yourself look like this?"

Asked curiously on the weekend.

All the fluctuations in the internal organs are disordered, the blood gives people a violent feeling, and the meridians also give people a weird feeling.

The deeper martial soul has a feeling of being full of cracks.

"My first soul skill is from 689!" Lin Ze said after a moment of silence.

Weekend nodded slightly. Although he was surprised, he had already seen this from the documents.

"Although this kind of soul ring, which is far beyond the age limit, makes my body suffer a lot, it is nothing compared to the mental pain. As long as I can become a strong person, I can bear it!" Lin Ze In the dim eyes, there is a little gleam.

"After obtaining such a soul ring, my soul power has directly reached level 14, or even close to level 15, and my cultivation speed has also increased a little faster than before. These situations make me more sure of my choice, and I also ignore my own strength. Some situations." Lin Ze's eyes fell into memories.

"So two months ago, when I reached level 20, I chose the second soul ring in 983!" Lin Ze slowly closed his eyes.

"That's not the number of years I can bear. My body seems to be torn apart, but I don't want to die. I want to live and become a strong person. So I survived, but I didn't avoid it like the first soul ring. sequelae."

"The soul ring is repulsed, the body is destroyed in a mess, and the martial soul is also full of cracks. It is already a miracle to live for a few more months." Lin Ze shook his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)