The first stage of recording work was proceeding smoothly. Flender and Zhao Wuji stood aside and watched silently. Yu Xiaogang took out a thick sheepskin file from his arms with a stern expression, holding a special pen in his hand, writing and drawing on the file.
"In order to ensure the objectivity and accuracy of the data, you should first line up in a row in order of age, from oldest to youngest, and submit your Martial Soul and Soul Power Level in order. Remember, don't hide anything, this is related to your future training plan." Yu Xiaogang deliberately raised his tone. From the Nuoding Academy to the Shrek Academy, he relied on his relationship with old friends. No, he relied on his own talent to become a specially appointed teacher of the college. This is enough to prove his theoretical Grandmaster status.
Everyone looked at each other and soon stood in a straight line on the playground. The air was filled with the smell of secret competition.
Standing at the top was Dai Mubai, who had blond hair and a mixture of gloom and arrogance in his evil eyes. He glanced coldly in the direction of Gu Tian, snorted coldly in his nose, and then said to Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly and said in a low tone, "Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: Evil-Eyed White Tiger. Soul Power: Level 18."
Although he is only level 18 at the moment, among the Monster Academys like Shrek, who is one of the best, the pressure of the king of beasts naturally exuded from Dai Mubai's body is still unabated, like a tiger dormant in the grass, ready to pounce at any time.
Because White Tiger Martial Soul is related to Auspicious Beast White Tiger, their family member Martial Soul often made rapid progress during his early training, which is why he reached level 18 at such a young age.
Immediately afterwards, there was the heroic Meng Yiran. She brushed the broken hair around her ears and glanced at Gu Tian beside her. Her eyes instantly became soft and firm. When counting, her voice Crisp and powerful, with a bit of sincere pride. "Meng Yiran, Martial Soul: Snake Head Cane. Soul Power: level fourteen."
Then came the bearded Oscar. Last night, he stayed up all night listening to the voice of Gu Tian next door. He was drooling over the peerless faces of Gu Yue and Na'er. Shui, after being glared at by Flender, straightened his clothes awkwardly. "Ahem, Oscar, Martial Soul: Sausage. Soul Power: Level 14."
Yu Xiaogang paused and glanced at Oscar with some surprise. He heard Flender say last night that Oscar was taken in by him since he was a child. When Martial Soul awakened two years ago, he was a food-type Soul Master, and it is Innate Full Soul Power. As a person who is extremely obsessed with theory, he obviously realizes what it means to be a seedling of the food system Innate Full Soul Power. That rare talent makes him, Grandmaster, feel a sense of excitement that he has not seen for a long time.
When it was Gu Yue's turn, there was no fluctuation in her calm eyes, and even her tone was very flat, as if she had no interest in such tedious things. "Gu Yue, Martial Soul: Elementalist. Soul Power: Level fifteen."
Tang San puffed up his chest, which was the confidence he had accumulated through years of hard work Mysterious Heaven Skill. He glanced at Gu Tian, and his voice was clear and firm, as if he wanted to overwhelm everyone. "Tang San, First Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Second Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer. Soul Power: Level 13." Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath with satisfaction and nodded. His eyes looking at Tang San were full of favor and relief. Even in such a place where monsters gathered, his direct disciple was still the brightest star in his eyes and the only hope to prove that his theory was correct.
"Twin Martial Souls!" Zhao Wuji was a little surprised. After all, Soul Master of Twin Martial Souls is very rare and only comes once in a hundred years. "Wait a minute, Second Martial Soul is Clear Sky Hammer? Clear Sky Hammer...Clear Sky Sect!"
Zhao Wuji seemed to realize something and looked at Flender who was standing aside. Flender nodded towards him, which also verified Zhao Wuji's conjecture.
Spirit Hall's siege incident some time ago, everyone Soul Master with some status knows, it was Spirit Hall who sent several Titled Douluo to besiege Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao escaped despite being heavily surrounded. Coupled with the enrollment time of Tang San, it has been verified that Tang San's father is Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.
Followed by Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and Na'er. Although the grades they reported were not as shocking as Gu Yue, their aura of agility and tenacity still made people look at them: "Xiao Wu, Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit. Soul Power: Level 12." "Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat. Soul Power: Level 13." "Na'er, Martial Soul: Spatial Teleportation. Soul Power: Level 12."
A series of astonishing information hit Flender's heart like a heavy hammer. He couldn't help pushing up his glasses three times in a row, his falcon-like eyes flashing with almost crazy joy. The overall quality of this class of students was so high that he doubted whether he was dreaming. This was not recruiting students. This was like picking up a bunch of future Titled Douluo!
Finally, Flender's eyes crossed the entire queue and fell on Gu Tian, who was standing at the end of the queue. He always looked calm and even a little careless.
"Gu Tian, it's your turn. Don't tell me that you spent the holidays at home." Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes, with a hint of deliberate provocation in his tone. He always had a complex sense of scrutiny and frustration towards this young man who had repeatedly embarrassed him at Nuoding City and even ignored him at all.
Gu Tian yawned and stretched lazily. He looked around at the curious, hostile, or expectant eyes, and casually spit out a number that was enough to short-circuit the brains of everyone present and even doubt common sense in life. "Gu Tian, Martial Soul: Chaos Dragon God. Soul Power: Level twenty-seven."
Dead silence.
That kind of silence is different from the tranquility of late night, but a kind of stagnation as if time has been frozen by some powerful force. Everyone's breathing sounds at this moment are extremely deafening.
"Tell me again, how much?" Zhao Wuji, who was sitting firmly on the stone, suddenly leaned forward, and the movement was so big that he almost fell down. He picked out his ears, stared at those copper bell-like bear eyes, and stared at Gu Tian like a madman. "Boy, do you think your Teacher Zhao is old and has trouble hearing? Twenty-something? Twenty-seven? Do you think your Soul Power Level is going to the market to buy cabbage? You can pay as much as you want? Or do you think you had a big dream there last night and haven't woken up yet?"
Zhao Wuji spat out the chewed grass stalks in his mouth with a "poof" sound, and sneered angrily, "I have been working in Soul Master World for so many years, and I have seen bragging about not paying taxes, but I have never seen bragging about not paying taxes! At your age, twenty-seventh level? If you really were twenty-seventh level, I would have eaten these stones weighing several hundred kilograms alive on the spot today!"
Yu Xiaogang's face also became extremely ugly, and his self-esteem seemed to have been trampled on like never before. He clutched the cracked charcoal pen tightly, and his voice was as low as thunder. "Gu Tian, this is Shrek, this is Monster Academy who values strength, not A hotbed like Nuoding City. Lying about Soul Power Level is not only blasphemy to the teacher, but also the stupidest self-deception for your own future. Do you know what level twenty-seven means in the Soul Grandmaster realm? That means that you have almost surpassed the accumulation that everyone takes years to complete. Talking nonsense will only make you look ridiculous in front of the strong."
Before the holiday, Gu Tian's strength was only level 20. How could it be possible to improve so much in just one month? Do you think Titled Douluo was wholesaled from Xixi?
Tang San couldn't help laughing, his eyes full of mockery. Dai Mubai snorted coldly, his evil eyes swept over Gu Tian's body with disdain, and secretly sneered in his heart: He is indeed a hypocrite who can only rely on his appearance to deceive women. He dared to tell such a big lie on this occasion just for the sake of face.
"That's right, little bastard, don't lie. If you are level 27, why are you here with our little Shrek Academy?" Zhao Wuji burst into laughter. After hearing that Yu Xiaogang also denied Gu Tian, he firmly believed that Gu Tian was just bragging.
"Why is it a little brat? It should be a blind bear!" Xiao Wu complained on the side. Obviously, Zhao Wuji was very dissatisfied with calling them names. After all, Xiao Wu is really a little brat.
"Lie report? Blasphemy?" Gu Tian's mouth curved with an evil and full of teasing arc. He didn't want to let these poor people see what despair means so quickly, but since the blind bear insisted on seeing it thoroughly, he would be merciful and help him.
"Dean Flender, Teacher Zhao, since your so-called theory and experience cannot understand this number... then I will personally let you feel what the real Dragon God is."
Gu Tian slowly took a small step forward. The seemingly light steps fell, but they made a muffled sound like a bell.
Boom--!
In an instant, Nine-Colored Divine Light, which was extremely domineering and filled with a wild atmosphere, exploded in a ring with Gu Tian as the center! The thick and hard soil on the playground was shaken by some invisible and extremely heavy pressure at that moment. Dense cracks appeared, and the gravel was strangely suspended in the air due to unstable gravity.
Behind Gu Tian, a majestic and sacred Nine-Colored Dragon Shadow, which seemed to have traveled across millions of years of time and space, flashed away. It was no longer an ordinary Martial Soul that humans could understand, it was the aura of the ancestor that towered over all the beasts in the sky and was the origin of all things!
Immediately afterwards, two circles of deep and rich purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring, with an extremely strange and depressing rhythm, slowly rose from the feet of Gu Tian. The light was so dazzling, like a gorgeous and deadly nightmare, clearly reflecting every face on the playground that was twisted and even deformed in fear.
"The Millennium First Ring... the two... are all millenniums beyond the limit?" Zhao Wuji crushed the wooden stick in his hand to pieces with a "pop" sound. It was as if his backbone had been taken away from his whole body, and he stumbled back a few steps in despair, and his brain went completely blank at that moment.
This kind of absolute suppression from the superiors made Zhao Wuji and Battle Soul Saint, who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, feel an inexplicable and heartfelt palpitation. His huge body shook violently, and he subconsciously took a step back due to instinctive fear in front of everyone. The face that was originally ferocious and confident of victory now looked funny and sad due to extreme horror and muscle spasms.
And Flender, the dean who originally acted like an elder and was ready to show off to the new students, at the moment when the pressure of the nine-color Dragon God exploded, the Six-Eyed Cat Eagle Martial Soul in his body actually neighed with extreme fear, as if he was facing a god.
"What the hell is this Martial Soul? Why can't my bear... move?" Zhao Wuji stared at the twenty-seventh level Soul Power on Gu Tian who was as calm as a mountain. fluctuated, and he wiped the cold sweat that instantly formed on his forehead. He finally realized that this young man whom he regarded as a "little liar" was really... so strong that he, Soul Saint, felt as if his soul was trembling, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Oh, you are really a fucking genius." Zhao Wuji was so impressed that he gave Gu Tian a thumbs up.