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"Two...two thousand-year soul rings?" Osho was so shocked that he said this with some trembling.
There is indeed nothing unusual about two thousand-year soul rings. Osho himself has one. But you are just a soul master with three soul rings! Of the three soul rings, you have two thousand-year-old soul rings. You are going too far!
In the soul master world, everyone defaults to the best configuration of soul rings. The soul ring is yellow, yellow and purple, with two hundred years and one thousand years. This is already a genius, but you have directly broken this law. The second soul ring is a thousand years. , what kind of monster is this!
But Osho didn't know that Zeng Yi's first soul ring was actually a thousand-year soul ring, and his second soul ring was a hundred-year soul ring. If he knew, he would probably be even more shocked that there is such a reverse operation.
"Tell me! How did you do it?"
Osho asked with his emotional hands firmly grasping Zeng Yi's shoulders and shaking him.
"Well, Elder Osho, please don't get excited yet! Let me go first." Zeng Yi said quickly. With Osho Soul Emperor level of strength, he still couldn't hold his shoulder tightly, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Well……"
Osho also realized his gaffe, let go of Zeng Yi's shoulders, and coughed a few times to calm himself down.
"How did you manage to absorb two thousand-year soul rings? Logically speaking, the limit for a soul master to absorb a second soul ring is a hundred years! How could you absorb a thousand-year soul ring without exploding your body?" Osho said in a tone of voice. He still asked excitedly, his eyes full of curiosity.
This question made Zeng Yi a little embarrassed. In fact, his second soul ring was for a hundred years, and his first soul ring was for a thousand years.
"Uh...that's the question..." Zeng Yi lowered his head and thought about it, how should he tell him?
"Actually, just absorb it directly. If you can absorb it, absorb it. If you can't, you will die!"
Zeng Yi's answer made Osho dumbfounded. What kind of answer is this? It’s too perfunctory! However, if you think about it this way, it is indeed the truth. Don't be afraid of death and go straight to it. If you succeed, you will reach the sky in one step. If you don't succeed, you will turn into withered bones.
But this is still too far-fetched!
Moreover, Osho looked at Zeng Yi's third soul ring. The purple color was darker. This was definitely not a soul ring on a soul beast that was about a thousand years old, but definitely more than two thousand years old.
"that's all?"
"Well, that's true." Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively.
In fact, he doesn’t want this either! He also wanted to start the game normally, but Wuhun wouldn't agree! He kept urging me to go up, but there was nothing I could do!
"Also, maybe it's because I have a good physique!"
Zeng Yi has always suspected that this has something to do with his physique. Otherwise, why would he always recover so quickly after being injured?
Osho didn't believe it. There were so many people with good physiques, but he didn't see anyone with a second soul ring that lasted for a thousand years! But he didn't bother to pursue it. After all, this man had the courage to absorb the thousand-year soul ring, and he succeeded. If you want to imitate, you must have the spirit of not being afraid of death.
"Let's test our soul power!" Osho shook his head, took out a blue crystal ball, and said to Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi put his hand on it, and the crystal ball suddenly shone with dazzling light, filling the entire room with light.
"Thirty-five soul power!"
genius! Absolute genius!
Osho shouted in his heart. Judging from Zeng Yi's appearance, he was definitely not over twenty years old. Before he was twenty years old, his soul power was so powerful, and he also had two thousand-year soul rings. This could no longer be described as a genius. , this is a monster!
Now, the look in Osho's eyes when he looked at Zeng Yi seemed to be about to burst into flames, as if Zeng Yi was an infinite treasure, so tempting.
"Quick! Stretch your hand over and let me see your bone age." Osho said excitedly, but before Zeng Yi could move, he grabbed Zeng Yi's right wrist.
"You're only fifteen!"
Osho screamed again. I didn't expect that this boy was so young! The future is promising, the future is promising!
Seeing Osho's face flushed with excitement, Zeng Yi was speechless. Isn't he just a little soul master? How could he be so rude? You have never seen the people in the protagonist group. They are twelve-year-old soul masters. The next hundred thousand year soul rings are just like picking up things on the ground. They are so troublesome. What do I mean? I really have never seen the world.
Seeing his appearance, Zeng Yi complained in his heart.
"Genius! No! He's a monster!" Osho stared at Zeng Yi with wolf-like eyes and praised him.
Uh...are you sure you're not scolding me?
Zeng Yi looked at this man speechlessly, but does he have any thoughts about me?
Thinking of this, Zeng Yixin panicked a little.
But he is a Soul Emperor, so if he wants to run away, there should be nothing he can do about it.
Thinking of his running skills, Zeng Yi felt relieved again.
"By the way, what's your name, young man?"
"Zeng Yi."
"Zeng Yi, what a name! Boy, are you interested in joining our Spirit Hall?" Osho asked excitedly.
"Uh... shouldn't I register here now?" Zeng Yi replied.
"No, this is just a registration that can receive a subsidy. I am talking about the soul masters who actually join our Wuhun Hall and complete our Wuhun Hall. Zeng Yi, with your talent, it can be said that no one in the Wuhun Hall can Compared with your peers, you are a monster! A being above genius. I will recommend you to the highest glory of Wuhun Palace, our respected Pope. With your talent, you will definitely be best cultivated. , there will be no problem in becoming a titled Douluo by then!" Osho finished speaking in one excited breath, looking at Zeng Yi expectantly, waiting for his consent.
"This...let me think about it." Zeng Yi really couldn't answer this question.
Do you want me to join the Spirit Hall? How can this be? I don’t even want to go to the academy next door. Why should you, a martial arts hall, tempt me? You said you could make me a Titled Douluo? Everyone recommends him to become a god! brother!
Zeng Yi was used to being alone, but he didn't like to join any forces. This would tie up his happy heart, which he couldn't stand.
"What's there to think about? Just agree! This is an opportunity to become a Titled Douluo!" Osho urged after seeing Zeng Yi's look.
"Sorry! Elder Osho, this is not something I can decide." Zeng Yi suddenly said to Osho seriously.
"You can't decide?" Zeng Yi's answer made Osho confused.
"Well, I have to discuss it with the elders at home." Zeng Yi nodded and replied.
Yes, why didn't I think of this problem? How could such a monster be an ordinary soul master? Someone must have trained him!
"I wonder who your elders are?"
"My master, my title is Sword." Zeng Yi said calmly.
"Title, sword?"
When Osho heard this, his eyes widened instantly. Needless to say, the only person who could be given a title was the legendary Titled Douluo! And there is only one person with a sword as his title, Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!
"Is your master Sword Douluo?" Osho asked in shock.
"Yes." Zeng Yi nodded and said.
In fact, this was just made up by him to deceive Osho. He remembered that among Douluo, there was a person named Sword Douluo who was quite famous, so he used his name to prop up the situation, otherwise, Osho would not let him go easily. Moreover, I am also a swordsman, so I should be able to deceive him!
"So that's it, that's it..."
Osho couldn't believe that this genius had already found a wife.
yes! I should have thought that this young man used knives and swords as weapons, and he also exuded a sharp coldness. His temperament was so similar to that of the Venerable Sword Douluo whom I was lucky enough to meet. It turns out that he is a disciple of Master Jian! Alas, it seems that there is no hope for Wuhun Palace.
Thinking of this, Osho couldn't help but sigh. The Qibao Glazed Sect is powerful, but it is not much weaker than the Wuhun Palace. He does not have the strength to snatch such a person away.
After that, Osho didn't talk about letting Zeng Yi join the Wuhun Hall. He respectfully helped him get the information, gave Zeng Yi a subsidy of one hundred gold soul coins, and personally sent him out of the Wuhun Hall.
Looking at Zeng Yi's leaving figure, Osho's eyes flickered.
It seems that I need to report to the Pope that a terrifying evildoer has come out of the Qibao Glazed Sect!
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