I'll Take a Loss and Take You as My Disciple!

I'll Take a Loss and Take You as My Disciple!

Ma Hongjun smiled at that.

"Yeah, garbage was talking about me," Ma Hongjun said.

The man's expression immediately froze as he looked again at the chubby boy before him.

His fury instantly surged.

"Brat, are you courting death?" the Soul Master in charge of the awakening snapped.

This time, Ma Hongjun merely sneered at the Two-Ring Soul Master.

Though he was somewhat uneasy inside, things had already come to this. There was nothing left to fear.

The man in front of him simply had too foul a mouth.

Ma Hongjun really couldn't stand it.

Seeing Ma Hongjun sneer, the Soul Master in charge of the awakening could no longer restrain himself.

He immediately attacked Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's expression changed.

At such close range, he had no way to dodge.

Under those circumstances, he could only instinctively raise his arm to block.

At the same time, he was a little frightened.

Yet in the end, he realized that he had not been hit at all.

"Brat, open your eyes! You talked such a big game that I thought you had some real skill. In the end, I still had to step in." Flender's voice rang out.

Ma Hongjun immediately understood that Flender had saved him.

It also made him realize once more that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.

If not for his Martial Soul just now, Flender probably would not have intervened at all.

"Who are you?" The Soul Master who had been stopped paled.

He could sense immense power from Flender's hand.

"Who I am isn't important. What matters is that you, a Soul Master, attacked a child. That's hardly appropriate, is it?" Flender said.

"You heard it too. This brat insulted me," the man said directly.

"On the contrary, what I heard was you insulting him," Flender said.

The man's face darkened with anger.

"Do you know who I am? There's a Soul King in my family. There's no benefit in you meddling in this. Besides, I'm from Spirit Hall," the man said.

"Oh? Is that so? I wonder just how formidable that Soul King in your family is. And if Spirit Hall learned that you behaved like this while awakening commoners, would they punish you?" Flender said.

The man looked at Flender as though he were an idiot.

But soon, his mouth fell open.

Because Flender released his Martial Soul.

An Owl instantly appeared.

Along with it came the oppressive aura of powerful Soul Power.

Soul Rings emerged one after another as well.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

A total of seven Soul Rings circled Flender.

"A Soul... Soul Sage? You're actually a Soul Sage? How could an expert of your level appear in a place like this?" The man was utterly stunned.

Flender had no intention of wasting words on him.

"Get lost already. Your family's Soul King isn't enough to scare me," Flender said.

Then he turned to Ma Hongjun, wanting to see what expression this chubby boy wore.

Now that he knew Flender was a Soul Sage, the kid was probably scared stiff!

But what he saw was Ma Hongjun wearing a thoughtful expression.

Flender was instantly speechless.

This kid was that calm? Flender immediately lost interest.

"Yes, Lord Soul Sage," the man said.

"Wait." Ma Hongjun called out.

The Soul Master halted and looked at Ma Hongjun.

"Take your things with you," Ma Hongjun said.

The man looked toward Flender.

"Take them. Remember, treat the children undergoing awakening better. Otherwise, I'll go to Spirit Hall and find you myself," Flender said.

The man nodded frantically.

Whoever comes here again in the future is a grandson, he thought.

Naturally, Flender had no idea what he was thinking.

Just as the man was about to leave, Flender spoke again. "Wait."

The man was nearly in tears. What exactly did this guy want?

"Test this brat's Soul Power Level," Flender said.

The man immediately looked at Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun had no objections. He also wanted to know his Soul Power Level.

The man did not dare delay and immediately took out the Soul Power testing crystal ball.

"Brat, put your hand on it," Flender said.

Without hesitation, Ma Hongjun placed his hand on it.

The crystal ball immediately lit up.

Flender's eyes instantly brightened.

"Innate Soul Power Level Eight. That's quite good Innate Soul Power," Flender said.

The man's mouth hung open. When he had awakened, he had only possessed Innate Soul Power Level Four.

Even so, he had been called a genius.

Yet this chubby boy before him had reached Level Eight.

But when he thought of Ma Hongjun's ugly little grass chicken Martial Soul, he still felt somewhat disdainful. Besides, he knew that because of him, this chubby boy would never join Spirit Hall, and he would gain no benefits either.

Only he himself knew whether he was bitter or not.

"Alright, you can leave now," Flender said.

Only then did the man leave.

He absolutely did not want to stay in this place any longer.

After the Spirit Hall Soul Master left, Flender turned to Ma Hongjun again.

A strange light gleamed in his eyes.

"Brat, I lost, but I have a suggestion. What do you think?" Flender said.

Ma Hongjun snapped out of his thoughts.

He had been wondering why his Innate Soul Power was only Level Eight.

In the original timeline, wasn't Ma Hongjun supposed to have Innate Full Soul Power?

Why was it only Level Eight for him?

However, he had already formed a preliminary guess.

Just then, Flender's words interrupted his thoughts.

"What suggestion?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"Didn't I lose? I'll take a little loss and accept you as my disciple. Your Innate Soul Power is a bit lacking, but your Martial Soul is fairly strong. You barely qualify to become my disciple," Flender said, looking as though Ma Hongjun was getting a great bargain.

Ma Hongjun was speechless.

This guy really had the nerve to say that.

But thinking of this guy's principles, his Innate Soul Power Level did seem a little low.

Still, becoming someone's disciple was impossible. He would never become someone's disciple in this lifetime.

Unless the teacher was a pretty young lady.

But Flender obviously was not.

If it were Liu Erlong, Ma Hongjun might consider it.

Just like Bibi Dong.

Ma Hongjun felt that Liu Erlong was also an older sister who needed some guidance.

You said she was old enough to be his mother?

Wrong. In Ma Hongjun's eyes,

there were only his mother, older sisters, and pretty young ladies.

"No," Ma Hongjun said directly.

Flender was dumbfounded.

He had not expected the chubby boy before him to reject his goodwill.

Innate Soul Power Level Eight was indeed quite good, but he had not originally intended to take him as a disciple.

He simply found the kid pleasing to the eye, and his Martial Soul had mutated. Along with losing their bet, all those factors combined were why he had made the offer.

But this kid did not seem to appreciate it at all!

"Brat, do you know that I'm a Soul Sage?" Flender said.

End of Chapter