North of Notting City, Ironware Village.

In a small wooden house, a group of children lined up, about eight or nine of them, standing solemnly in front of a middle-aged man.

"Little guys, today is the day for you to awaken your martial soul. I hope you will awaken excellent martial souls."

Although the middle-aged man's words filled the children's eyes with hope, it seemed that the man didn't take his own words seriously either.

Anping, whose name is Su Anping. It has been six years since Anping came to this world. He is an orphan just like in his previous life. His parents who died were also from the village. If nothing else, his martial arts should be hatchet, sickle, rake, and iron.

If you hammer these things, you have no chance to practice. After all, this is a world where the rich look at inheritance and the poor look at mutation.

Although Anping doesn't have much hope for his martial soul, there is still a possibility of his martial soul mutating.

He has a small and fair body. He also worked in society in his previous life and spoke well. He has the soul of an adult, which allows him to survive in this village by eating hundreds of meals. Although he is not strong, he is still able to

Considered healthy.

"Sanqing, Buddha, Jade Emperor, don't expect to have an awesome martial soul. Please give me a few levels of innate soul power. In my previous life, I was a social beast. In this life, I can be a soul master."

After Anping time travel, unfortunately there is no golden finger system in the novel. There is no golden finger, and my parents are from the village. Most of my ancestors have hoe and sickle martial arts. Just understanding the plot is useless, martial arts are not good.

Without soul power, you are not even qualified to be a soul master.

To put it bluntly, I just want to hold Tang San's smelly feet, but I'm not worthy of it.

Thinking that he might be a weakling in the future, he even wanted to go back in time. This is a fantasy world with strict hierarchies. Maybe he would have been embarrassed if he offended that nobleman that day. Although he was poor in his previous life, he had no worries about food and drink, and the laws were sound. Fantasy world

The law is unilateral.

So he decided that if he didn't have soul power, he would stay in the village for the rest of his life. If he had a little soul power, he would praise Tang San's bad feet. After all, following the protagonist, it would still be comfortable to be a senior disciple of the Tang Sect.

I'm convinced, if I were a genius, I wouldn't hold high the banner of Wuhun Palace and defeat the little brat.

Based on the above principles, Anping often went to the nearby Holy Soul Village to play, but Tang San was basically indifferent. After Anping's persistence, although he was not as close as a brother, he was still an acquaintance.

"Weapon spirit, sickle, soulless power."

"Weapon spirit, hammer, soulless power."

"Weapon martial soul, rake, no soul power."

With his eyes cast aside, he awakened his martial soul and arrived in Anping in a blink of an eye. "I hope I can live a better life after traveling through time."

While thinking, I stood in front of the middle-aged man and saluted unskilledly, "Sir Soul Master, please excuse me."

"The little guy is so good and polite. May the angel God bless you and awaken a powerful martial spirit." The middle-aged man said softly.

After saying this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up red and he gave a low drink.

"Fire Crow, possessed."

As the middle-aged man drank lightly, his body underwent some changes. Feathers were added to his body, his hands turned into sharp claws of birds, and two haloes appeared around his body.

One is white and one is yellow, with some lines on it.

Is this the Beast Spirit? It doesn’t look as cool as in the anime, it’s even a bit ugly, Birdman...

Looking at me with a strange look, the middle-aged man thought I was scared, "Don't be afraid, this is my martial soul Fire Crow. If you can awaken the soul power, you can become a soul master like me and have similar abilities.

"

"I don't want to be like you..." I thought to myself.

I walked to the center of the six awakening stones with some anxiety in my heart.

The middle-aged man injected soul power, and the golden light of the awakening stone lit up.

There was a certain warmth that Anping felt, an indescribable comfort, as if something was coming out of his body.

"This is a short stick? Why is there a handle? Has it mutated?" the middle-aged man said in confusion as he looked at the sword floating in Anping's hand.

Seeing that the sword in his hand was still in its scabbard, Anping didn't intend to educate the middle-aged man. The swords in this world were very different from those in the previous life. The swords in the previous life were light and slender, while the swords in the Douluo world were broad and heavy.

As for Douluo, everyone has high attack and low defense, and the competition is to kill whoever is the first, so the weapons they build are basically very heavy, so no one studies the techniques. When it comes to Titled Douluo, everyone uses energy attacks to inflict damage.

The middle-aged man looked at it without worrying about "weapon spirit, mutated short stick."

He said, handing over the blue crystal ball, "Come on, kid, put your hand on it to test your soul power. If you mutate your martial soul, you have a high probability of having soul power."

Anping took back his martial spirit as the middle-aged man said, and then put his hand on the blue crystal ball. As soon as he touched it, he felt a strong suction through his palm, and then a warm current surged out of his body.

They gathered along the palms of the hands in a controlled manner, and the next second, the crystal ball lit up.

Although it is not eye-catching, it is finally bright.

"Oh? There is actually a third-level soul power, and the soul master has hope." The middle-aged man was a little surprised, after all, he himself was only at the second level.

"That's right, kid, you have innate third-level soul power and can become a soul master in the future." After saying this, the middle-aged man asked, "Are you interested in joining the Spirit Hall?"

"Lord Soul Master, I want to think about it." Anping declined, pretending to be embarrassed and scratching his head.

"That's fine." The middle-aged man didn't say much. Although it took him several villages to find a person with soul power like Anping, the third level was too common in Wuhun Hall, and he thought that when Anping realized this soul

Considering the cruelty of the world of masters, we know that Wuhun Palace is the best choice for low-level soul masters. After all, who didn’t dream of getting rich when they were young?

When I walked out and heard the news that Anping had awakened his soul power, the children who came with him cast envious eyes.

Anping looked into the distance, "Tang San, it seems it has to be you."

Anping was a little reluctant. Who wouldn't want to be a master if possible? Looking at the envious eyes of the children around him, Anping was also somewhat comforted.

The village chief was very happy to hear that Anping had awakened his soul power. After all, everyone in the village was kind to Anping, and the village would benefit from Anping's development.

The middle-aged man walked out of the wooden house, took out a piece of paper from his arms, took out a pen to write, and handed it to Anping, "This is your identity certificate. Take this to Notting Junior School in Notting City."

Just report to the Soul Master Academy."

"Thank you, Master Soul Master." Anping bowed and saluted.

"You're welcome, we might still be colleagues in the future." The middle-aged man smiled and took out a booklet from his arms, "This is a general meditation method compiled by Wuhun Palace. It records how soul masters practice.

, and there are some things to note. Although the start of school is not far away, it would be better if it could be done earlier."
Chapter completed!