The next day in the classroom.
Zhao Mingyu found Wang's seat, and saw a purple-haired, beautiful-looking, and well-built female teacher coming over. She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "I am your class teacher, Ye Yingluo. I will teach you for the next six years. Next, please introduce yourselves, classmates."
"So-and-so..."
"Wei Xiaofeng, 19th-level soul master." The slightly gloomy boy said.
"Zhang Yangzi, 19th-level soul master."
"Wang Jinxi, 21st-level great soul master." ...
It was my turn. "My name is Zhao Mingyu, 27th-level great soul master." As soon as I finished speaking, everyone looked at me. The classmates around me looked at me with disbelief. How did he practice like this?
"This is the genius that Director Long said." Ye Yingluo thought to herself that the three-month promotion exam would definitely surprise that guy.
"Next, you will compete with each other to let the teacher see your level. Zhao Mingyu, you step out." Hearing the teacher calling him, Zhao Mingyu walked out of the team and came to the teacher.
"After you decide the top four, you can compete with Zhao Mingyu." It doesn't make much sense for other low-level people to compete with Zhao Mingyu.
"Zhao Mingyu versus Wei Xiaofeng."
Wei Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Mingyu gloomily. The soul he relied on was the Hundred-Year Green Shadow Snake, which was compatible with the release of his martial soul. At this age, he has always been arrogant. He
immediately released his martial soul, the Green Shadow Snake, and released the first soul skill, the Green Shadow Die. Although this Green Shadow Die is not a real clone, the phantom it produces can be mistaken for the real thing. It gives people an illusory feeling. One foot of Wei Xiaofeng's real body has quietly stretched out and headed towards this Mingyu.
Zhao Mingyu saw him rushing and just snapped his fingers at him.
Zhao Mingyu dodged the continuous thrusts one by one.
"You only know how to dodge?" Wei Xiaofeng said angrily.
"That's not necessarily true." Zhao Mingyu looked calm.
Wei Xiaofeng's fist hit Zhao Mingyu, "High level, but it's just like this." He said disdainfully.
Zhao Mingyu pointed his index finger behind him, smiled, and then turned into flowers and disappeared.
Then a sword was placed on his shoulder. Wei Xiaofeng was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. What on earth was going on?
In Ye Yingluo's opinion, Wei Xiaofeng released his soul skills and then operated them in the air, and then Zhao Mingyu walked behind him and ended the game. Is this a spiritual martial soul? No, his martial soul is a sword.
"Okay, the competition is over." Ye Yingluo shouted.
The next game is
"Zhao Mingyu vs. Wang Jinxi."
"The competition begins."
Wang Jinxi saw the scene just now and directly used the first soul ring. The hundred-year soul ring was released, and his body showed some strange changes again.
The whole right arm swelled up rapidly, especially the palm part. The five fingers became four fingers, but they were extremely thick, and there were black nails at the front. The huge arm rushed straight to Zhao Mingyu with a terrifying momentum.
Zhao Mingyu watched him rush over, released his martial soul, and caught a move with one hand. This guy is quite strong. He suppressed Wang Jinxi with one hand, and then kicked him out with a lightning-fast kick.
Wang Jinxi held his stomach in pain and released his second soul skill, Bone Soul Transformation, in anger.
Zhao Mingyu saw this scene and became serious. Since he didn't plan to use illusion, he released his soul power. As the dragon heart beat, the surrounding soul power gathered towards him and converted into light attributes. He planned to purify his darkness and toxins.
Wang Jinxi was under great pressure. Like a drowning man, his soul power was not smooth, and his martial soul, Bone Dragon King, was suppressed. How could this be possible?
The people around also saw this scene.
Ye Yingluo said in surprise: "The quality of this little guy's martial soul is so strong that Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon King martial soul was suppressed."
A golden sword energy attacked him, and he quickly dodged. A flash of light attacked him, and Wang Jinxi quickly closed his eyes again.
When he came to his senses, a sword was less than ten centimeters away from his body.
"You lose." Then he walked down.
Wang Jinxi knelt on the ground, panting with sweat all over his forehead. Zhang Yangzi quickly helped him up and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Just take it easy." He was now filled with a feeling of powerlessness. He had expected the gap, but he had not expected it to be so big.
"Zhao Mingyu, I will challenge you after I become stronger." Wang Jinxi made up his mind. Zhao Mingyu waved his hand, "Whatever you want."
Ye Yingluo stopped Zhao Mingyu, looked at him with her beautiful eyes and asked curiously, "Your martial soul is not a simple sword, right?"
"..." After a moment of silence, Zhao Mingyu said, "Teacher Ye, my martial soul is a sword plus light attribute, and it is an extreme attribute."
"No wonder." She nodded.
"Take a short break, and then it will be physical training. Run 10 laps around this playground... After running, you can directly dismiss. In the afternoon, there will be theoretical classes and meditation classes."
Each lap is 800 meters, which is 8,000 meters. Zhao Mingyu thought,
"Teacher Ye, I can leave class after I finish running now, right?" She nodded.
Zhao Mingyu finished running in less than seven minutes. With a dragon heart, he hardly felt tired while running. This kind of training was just a temporary thing. His main focus was on practicing magic.
Ye Yingluo stared at him blankly. This was a monster. Maybe he would be able to study at Shrek Academy soon.
"Teacher, bye."
After saying goodbye, he returned to the dormitory and took a shower.
Zhao Mingyu looked at the cat doll on Tang Wulin's bedside and thought, "He really likes this."
After a slight sound.
As the door opened, Tang Wulin came back. "Have you eaten?" Zhao Mingyu asked.
Tang Wulin said a little proudly, "I won the first place in the class competition today! I haven't eaten yet, I'm going to take a shower first."
"Congratulations! And, I have some soul power supplement potions here, you can try them later." Zhao Mingyu took out a bottle of blue medicine. "
I just don't know if it can solve the problem of your large appetite. The energy provided by ordinary meals is too little, and your blood seems to need a lot of energy, so I prepared this for you." Zhao Mingyu said with a fist forward.
"Is this expensive?" Tang Wulin wanted to refuse.
"Sell some, and give some to you, just enough to maintain the expenses." Zhao Mingyu said casually.
After Tang Wulin finished taking a shower, he picked up a bottle of potion and drank it, and then sat down to meditate. After a while, she said happily: "After drinking this, I am not so hungry anymore. I feel warm in my body. Well, this way, I don't have to spend a lot of time eating."
"That's good. Let's go eat now. We will study meditation and theoretical knowledge later. However, you should be familiar with meditation. The main thing is to learn theoretical knowledge." Zhao Mingyu also said happily.
"To celebrate our first place, let's buy the most expensive food." Zhao Mingyu smiled.
After dinner, Zhao Mingyu said to Tang Wulin: "When we have time, let's practice the martial soul fusion technique to improve our proficiency."
"That's great. I also want to know how much effect we can achieve this time." Tang Wulin said curiously.
"It's almost time. I have to go to class."
"See you later!"
After parting, Zhao Mingyu went to the classroom.
Afternoon.