Can the King Ball Catch Humans? Let's Try!

As he pondered, his eyes drifted toward the old man lying in front of the dormitory building.

Song Mu knew the man's identity: he was the strongest person at Shrek Academy, a rank 99 Limit Douluo, the Dragon God Mu En.

His talent was absolutely the best in Shrek, as was his strength. If he could capture him, even if Shrek wanted to do something to him, they would have to think twice.

It was feasible; practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. Might as well give it a try.

Having made up his mind, Song Mu got up and went downstairs.

Arriving in front of the building and looking at Mu En on the recliner, Song Mu thought about how to reasonably get Mu En to touch the King Ball.

Ah, he had it.

Song Mu summoned the King Ball and walked toward the recliner.

"Ah, the weather is so nice today."

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu En lifted his eyelids slightly.

Song Mu didn't stop until he reached the front of the recliner, then looked down.

"Oh, why did my shoelace come undone?" After saying this, he shoved the King Ball in his hand into Mu En's, saying, "Old man, could you hold this for me? I need to tie my shoe."

Until Song Mu finished tying his shoelace, the King Ball showed no reaction, so he could only stand up and helplessly take the ball back.

"Thanks, old man." With that, he walked away without looking back, heading not toward the dormitory, but toward the Shrek shop.

In the letter Chen Yunlin had sent to Shrek, the situation regarding Song Mu's Martial Soul had naturally been mentioned, so Mu En naturally understood the meaning behind his actions just now.

Although the idea was absurd, it was indeed very much in line with the behavior of someone his age.

However, if he could truly capture human Spirit Masters, his Martial Soul would be extraordinary indeed.

Mu En closed his eyes once more.

About ten minutes passed, and Mu En sensed that Song Mu had returned.

He came to Mu En's side again, which made Mu En wonder if the kid was still unwilling to give up and wanted to try again. But his next move made Mu En find it quite amusing.

Song Mu channeled his spirit power and took out a recliner he had just bought at the shop from his storage device.

He had originally just wanted to find a chair, but he hadn't expected them to sell recliners, though it wasn't the same model as Mu En's.

After setting it up, Song Mu lay down just like Mu En and took out a book with Soul Beast Encyclopedia written on the cover.

This was his favorite book; he would take it out to flip through almost every day, and the originally smooth paper had been rubbed somewhat rough by him.

Song Mu had long ago decided that once his Martial Soul successfully awakened, he would definitely catch every single soul beast mentioned in this book!

Downstairs at the dormitory, one old and one young lay there like a pair of grandfather and grandson, and the students coming and going couldn't help but cast their gazes upon the two.

Another ten minutes passed, and a crisp voice rang out before them.

"Hello, old grandfather, I'm a new student here to check into the dormitory. Do you need to check my freshman badge?"

Song Mu looked up and saw a boy with short blue hair standing in front of Mu En's recliner; the most striking thing about the boy was his pair of deep blue eyes.

Blue hair, beautiful eyes, polite—this must be the Child of Destiny, Huo Yuhao, right? Song Mu thought.

Hmm, is it possible that Huo Yuhao meets the criteria? After all, in a sense, Huo Yuhao's talent is even stronger than Mu En's; perhaps it might work?

While Song Mu was deep in thought, Mu En had already finished checking Huo Yuhao's freshman badge, and Huo Yuhao was preparing to leave.

Song Mu hurriedly spoke up: "Classmate, wait a moment."

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao stopped and looked at Song Mu, asking: "Hello, is there something you need?"

"Could you please come over and touch this?" Song Mu took out the King Ball and reached out to hand it over.

Huo Yuhao had never known how to refuse others' requests, let alone such a simple one. Although he didn't know what Song Mu meant, Huo Yuhao still agreed.

He walked forward and placed his palm against the red ball.

Ten seconds passed, and there was still no reaction.

Seeing this, Song Mu felt a bit discouraged and said: "Alright, thank you."

"It's no problem."

After Huo Yuhao left, Song Mu picked up his book again and inadvertently glanced at Mu En to the side, only to find that the corners of Mu En's mouth seemed to be slightly upturned.

This old man is definitely laughing at me, Song Mu thought.

It seems he can only wait for the people from Shrek to come find him. Sigh, specific talent soul beast—what on earth is a specific talent!

The Martial Soul didn't provide an explanation, so he stopped thinking about it and focused his energy back on the Soul Beast Encyclopedia.

As a result, he fell asleep while reading.

Time flowed slowly, and by the time Song Mu woke up, it was already evening.

Mu En was gone, his recliner had been taken away, and Song Mu was covered with a blanket—the one Mu En had been using during the day.

"Mm~ time to grab a bite and go back to sleep."

Song Mu got up, put away the blanket and the recliner, and headed toward the cafeteria.

After eating, he returned to the dormitory, washed up, and went to sleep.

The next day, after breakfast, he returned to the foot of the dormitory building.

Mu En had arrived early. Song Mu sighed; as expected of an old man, he certainly rose early.

After setting up the recliner and lying down, Song Mu didn't pull out the Soul Beast Encyclopedia, but rather a washed and folded blanket.

Song Mu handed the blanket to Mu En and said, "Grandpa, here is your blanket."

Looking at the white blanket, Mu En didn't take it, saying, "If you don't mind this old man, you might as well keep it."

"Alright, thanks, Grandpa."

Song Mu didn't stand on ceremony and kept the blanket.

He didn't know how many years this blanket had been with Mu En, a Light-Attribute Limit Douluo, but it was saturated with light-attribute soul power; covering himself with it, he felt his entire body grow warm.

"Grandpa, do you know who I am?"

Song Mu suddenly spoke up.

Mu En glanced at him and said, "Oh? Are you some incredible figure? Must even an old man like me know you?"

Choked by the retort, Song Mu pursed his lips and continued, "Grandpa, you're an elder of the academy, right? I'm Song Mu, and my brother is Chen Yunlin."

Seeing Mu En nod, Song Mu continued, "Then you must know my martial soul, right? When will the academy take me to hunt soul beasts?"

"There's a lot to do at the start of the term. Someone will contact you in a month."

Having received a definite timeframe, Song Mu felt relieved and said happily, "Alright, thank you, Grandpa."

Just as he was preparing to pull out the Soul Beast Encyclopedia to read like yesterday, Song Mu let out an unexpected yawn.

It seemed that because he had been thinking about his martial soul awakening last night, he had gone to sleep too late and woken up too early today.

Song Mu decided to take a nap first and deal with things after waking up.

Today was still a day for new student registration, and people were coming and going around the dormitory building.

In his groggy state, Song Mu seemed to see someone with six large characters hovering above their head: Incredible Talent.

That person had words above their head; how was that done?

Could it be?!

Song Mu instantly woke up, stood up abruptly, and scanned his surroundings.

However, he didn't see anyone with words above their head.

Did I see wrong? Song Mu scratched his head, got up, and walked around the dormitory building, but he didn't see anyone with words above their head either.