Douluo's Bacchus

Su Yuntao was the only one who came to visit Chen Hu this time, and Su Yuntao's female companion, Sisi, did not come.

Su Yuntao stood anxiously at the door, confirming that there was nothing wrong with Chen Hu's whole body, and then he was relieved.

"Brother Yuntao, is Snow City Wuhun Academy going to start?" Chen Hu asked with an embarrassed smile.

Su Yuntao nodded, and said: "That's right, the Wuhun Academy will start in less than seven days. With our foot strength, it will take six or seven days from Notting City to Snow City. If you don't come out, I will I'm afraid it's really going to break in."

"By the way." Su Yuntao seemed to remember something, and asked: "You suddenly retreated, did you have a breakthrough in your soul power again? I really envy your talent, it's only been less than three months since the last breakthrough It's time, you deserve to be a genius whose innate soul power has reached the seventh level."

Chen Hu smiled noncommittally. The soul master's soul power cultivation process is extremely long. It takes a long time to accumulate soul power for each level. Chen Hu felt that the soul power was becoming saturated seven days ago, reaching the peak of the eighth level , but it took a lot of time to really take this step.

However, fortunately, I still successfully broke through and became a ninth-level soul warrior, one step closer to obtaining the first soul ring.

This breakthrough took a lot of time, and the Snow City Wuhun Academy is about to start, so there is no delay. Chen Hu simply washed up, changed into a plain white dress, and brought the certificate of the Wuhun Palace and Wuhun Palace. Accept the admission notice from Soul Academy and embark on a new journey.

Snow City is the capital of Snow Province in the southwestern part of the Heaven Dou Empire. Arriving at Snow City, almost half of Fasno Province was crossed.

The Wuhun Hall of Notting City has prepared a good horse for Chen Hu and Su Yuntao. Although Chen Hu is a little taller than his peers, he is only a six-year-old child, and Su Yuntao is also tall It is quite thin, and it doesn't look crowded when two people share a ride.

All the way the horse traveled north, except for resting at the Wuhun Hall, it was almost non-stop.

Finally, on the night of the sixth day, the outline of the towering city walls of Snow City appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

"Appeal."

At the gate of the city, Su Yuntao grabbed the galloping horse, and the two of them got off the horse at the same time, their faces were not very good-looking, especially Chen Hu, who was limping when he walked, and the long-distance raid for six consecutive days was very hard in this era of.If he hadn't become a soul master, Chen Hu would have been worried about whether he would be able to stand up.

"Who is it? During the curfew, no one is allowed to enter the city gate." The soldiers guarding the city stopped Chen Hu and Su Yuntao, their icy spears reflecting cold light.

"We are the soul masters belonging to the Wuhun Temple, this is our proof." Su Yuntao took out two badges from his arms and handed them to the soldiers guarding the city.

Soul masters always have privileges in this era, not to mention the soul masters of the Wuhun Temple, and the soldiers guarding the city are not to be neglected. .”

At the same time, he turned around and shouted, "Let go."

The city gate opened slowly, Su Yuntao led the horse, and led Chen Hu into Snow City.

"Brother Yuntao, are we going to Wuhun Academy now?" Chen Hu asked suspiciously after entering the city.

Su Yuntao shook his head, "No rush, we need to report to the Wuhunzi Temple in Snow City first, and then we can report to Wuhun Academy."

Snow City, Spirit Hall.

From Notting City to Snow City, Chen Hu also saw a lot of Spirit Halls, but none of them could compare to the one that appeared in Chen Hu's eyes.

It is still in the core area of ​​Snow City, with majestic gates and round buildings standing in a row. It may be called a Wuhun Temple, but it is more like a small city.

The guards outside the door were wearing special clothes made by the Wuhun Hall, and the owner of the chest had a badge that was exactly the same as Su Yuntao's, which represented that their identities were not ordinary people, but a great soul master above the twentieth level Level soul master.

The soul masters with high status on the mainland are actually only the guards of the Wuhun Temple.

Chen Hu and Su Yuntao stepped into the Wuhun Hall. The interior decoration style is similar to that of Notting City, but the hall is more than twice as large as that of Notting City, and there are more soul masters coming and going.

After going to a special place to report, a staff member of Wuhundian led the two of them out from a small path behind the counter in the hall. After winding along the path for more than ten minutes, they came to the outside of a hall.

Su Yuntao was about to go in, but the staff stopped Su Yuntao and said: "Sorry, respected Lord Soul Master, this is where the students of Wuhun Academy live, and accompanying soul masters are not allowed to enter, I will take you there Rest at the guest house."

Snow City is the capital city of Fasno, and there are countless masters in the Spirit Hall. Su Yuntao is just a soul master from a small city, and he dare not refute the arrangement of the Spirit Hall. He nodded and ordered in Chen Hu's ear. After a few beeps, he watched Chen Hu enter the hall.

The hall is about 20 square meters, and there are already more than [-] children as old as Chen Hu sitting cross-legged, meditating and practicing.

Among all the children, a man in his thirties closed his eyes and rested his mind. He felt Chen Hu coming in, so he opened his eyes and glanced at them, then stopped paying attention.

The moment Chen Hu stepped into the hall, a young man from the outermost part of the hall stood up to meet Chen Hu, and said, "Hello, you are also a new student of Snow Wuhun Academy this year, right? My name is Yang Chuan, a seventh-level soul warrior, a martial spirit Iron Claw. If you want to come in, you must pass our assessment. So, please advise."

Yang Chuan put on a fighting posture, black light surged from his body, and a pair of iron claws stretched out from Yang Chuan's hands, fitting together with his palm, as if he was born with a pair of sharp claws. The cold light flickered, and it looked like a murder weapon.

The moment Yang Chuan put on a fighting stance, the rest of the teenagers also opened their eyes one after another, and their eyes fell on the newcomers Chen Hu and Yang Chuan, showing expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing that the only adult in the hall did not stop Yang Chuan's challenge, Chen Hu understood that this was probably the first test for joining the Wuhun Academy, and only with the approval of these children would he be eligible to become a member of them.

Chen Hu put down his luggage, walked to a position three meters in front of Yang Chuan, and chanted in a low voice: "The medicine will kill the wine gourd."

After the cyan light surged, the medicinal wine gourd appeared in Chen Hu's hands. Chen Hu cupped his hands slightly and said, "Chen Hu, a ninth-level soul warrior, Wuhun medicinal wine gourd, please advise."

"Ninth grade?"

A lot of children started to get restless, nine-level soul warriors over six years old, even among the geniuses recruited by the Spirit Hall, are not common.

Yang Chuan, who was about to fight Chen Hu, couldn't help but pay attention to Chen Hu's level when he heard about it. However, although Chen Hu's voice of reciting the soul mantra was very small, how could Yang Chuan, who was only three meters away from Chen Hu, not hear it? After looking at Chen Hu's martial soul, Yang Chuan couldn't help but asked in doubt: "Are you an auxiliary soul master? If that's the case, you don't need to participate in the battle, and you can directly become one of us."

"No need, just follow your rules, come on." Chen Hu said lightly.

"Well, since you insist on courting death, then I will fulfill you."

Enraged by Chen Hu's indifferent expression, Yang Chuan raised his iron claws and grabbed Chen Hu. The steel claws tore through the air and made a faint whistling sound.

If the iron claws of more than 20 centimeters fall on the body, it will definitely leave unimaginable wounds.

Chen Hu didn't dare to neglect, and used his soul power with all his strength. Without the blessing of soul skills, the characteristics of the martial soul and the level of soul power are the key to determine the strength of a soul master.

Obviously, when it comes to the aggressiveness of martial souls, all idiots know that the medicinal wine gourd is no match for the gleaming iron claws, but in terms of physical fitness and soul power level, Chen Hu undoubtedly has an absolute advantage.

With the blessing of soul power, Chen Hu easily dodged from Yang Chuan, but the moment the sharp iron claws passed by his side, Chen Hu, who had never experienced a battle before, still broke out in a cold sweat.

After failing to grasp, the angry Yang Chuan continued to attack Chen Hu with his iron claws without any hesitation.

Chen Hu didn't want to test the sharpness of the iron claws with his fleshy palms. He could only avoid the sharpness and keep dodging.

Obviously Chen Hu's soul power level is much higher than Yang Chuan's, but he can only dodge non-stop, extremely aggrieved.

Chen Hu was aggrieved, and Yang Chuan was even more aggrieved. After the attack failed again, Yang Chuan couldn't help roaring: "Are you just going to hide around like a girl?"

Yang Chuan's words did not irritate Chen Hu, but attracted some unkind eyes from the girls outside the hall. Yang Chuan did not have the slightest sense of imminent disaster, and continued to scold: "You coward, dare to be with me like a man? I will fight with dignity."

Chen Hu glanced at Yang Chuan who was out of breath. Maintaining the form of a martial soul also requires soul power consumption. An extremely lethal martial soul like Yang Chuan consumes even more terrifying soul power, not to mention Yang Chuan's soul power The level is lower than his own, and if he continues to consume, the loser must be Yang Chuan.

But how could such a victory be what Chen Hu hoped for?

"As you wish." Chen Hu took a sip of the medicinal wine and awakened his martial soul for so long, why didn't Chen Hu think that he would eventually face a battle one day, and the use and understanding of the martial soul couldn't stay at the beginning forever .

"I'll use you to test whether the path I envisioned is feasible." Chen Hu said secretly, feeling the blood gradually boiling in his body, he clenched his fists and rushed forward.

"It's so fast." Yang Chuan had no time to be happy, Chen Hu's fist had already come in front of him.

In a hurry, Yang Chuan was not an ordinary child, and he made the most correct reaction. He raised his hand to block Chen Hu's fist for the interview. If Chen Hu continued to attack, which one was harder, flesh and blood or iron claws? Don't think about it.

Chen Hu's fist was getting closer and closer, and there was no tendency to retreat at all.

"Is he crazy? How dare the fist of flesh and blood face the iron claw?" A girl watching the battle covered her eyes and said in disbelief.

The rest of the children nodded one after another, seeming to agree with the girl's point of view.

"bump."

Fist of flesh and blood meets steel and iron claws, a charged blow and a hasty response, the ending is almost predictable.

The claw blade cut through the face of the fist, but it couldn't stop the huge force that came with the fist. Yang Chuan's defensive frame was dissipated with one punch, and Chen Hu's other fist came one after another.

boom!

Yang Chuan's small body was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground.