Ye Lei and the other three arrived at the food street outside campus. They picked an authentic Northeastern barbecue restaurant, booked a private room, and went inside.
In the private room, the four of them began chatting.
"By the way, what are your martial souls? How about we all show them off?"
"Yeah, let's release them together and take a look at each other's!"
Chen Sican said.
The other boy, Jing Hang, chimed in as well.
Chen Sican had been the third to arrive at the dorm. He was 1.85 meters tall, with a harmless-looking, chubby face. Whenever he smiled, the flesh on his face bunched together, making him look rather simple and honest.
Jing Hang had been the last to arrive at the dorm, and he was also the shortest, at only 1.75 meters. Still, he was considered the second-smartest person in Ye Lei's dorm. He had scored 690 on the college entrance exam, only five points lower than Ye Lei.
Of course, no one who could get into Rong University was an ordinary person.
Ye Lei said nothing, merely watching the other three with a curious look. To be honest, he was also very curious about what their martial souls were, especially Song Yang's!
Chen Sican and Jing Hang turned their gazes toward Ye Lei. He immediately understood, waving his right hand as the phantom of the Flame Lord appeared behind him, while Blue Silver Grass emerged in his right hand.
"My martial souls are Blue Silver Grass and the Flame Lord. Both have two hundred-year soul rings. My Soul Power Level is 28. What about you guys?"
Ye Lei withdrew his martial souls and turned his gaze to Song Yang.
"Uh, I can't really identify my own martial soul either. Help me take a look!"
At that