Douluo: I will never forget the night Ah Yin bowed his head.

Chapter 41 Two and a half months, soul power level ten

Chen Mo and the dean were sitting opposite each other, one holding white and the other holding black. They were playing chess moves back and forth. At first, Chen Mo's moves were relatively smooth, but the dean's moves needed to be considered carefully for a moment.

As the number of words increased, Chen Mo spent more and more time thinking, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

But it's still raining.

The dean began to look a lot calmer.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena looked at the chess game. Although they understood the rules, they couldn't understand it at this point and both looked at a loss.

"Who is this six-year-old child that can actually play chess with Zhisheng to this extent?"

Xie Yue couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart. She had criticized Chen Mo a lot and even looked down upon him, but now she couldn't help but pay more attention to him.

Hu Liena looked at Chen Mo and blinked her eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking. Maybe she thought Chen Mo was interesting.

A few more minutes passed, and Chen Mo was having trouble making a move, his brows were furrowed and beads of sweat were hanging on his forehead, because he knew that there was actually no way he could make a comeback in this round.

"I…"

When Chen Mo was about to surrender, the dean took the lead in throwing his son.

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at the dean in shock. He realized what he had said: throwing the child means admitting defeat.

The dean smiled slightly at Chen Mo: "It seems that I haven't fully understood the mystery of this chess game yet."

Chen Mo was a little puzzled, but looking at the shocked faces of Xieyue and Hu Liena, it became clear and he couldn't help but feel grateful.

Dean really, he cried to death.

"Haha, after all, I took out this chess piece. Of course it's your first time."

Chen Mo didn't tell the whole story, he knew what was right.

"Well, you can go, but you have to keep this chess piece. I will study it further. In the future, you can come to me to play chess often."

The dean waved his hand.

Xie Yue recovered from her shocked expression, thought for a moment, and immediately handed over her hand: "In that case, my sister and I will also say goodbye. Regarding the martial soul fusion skills, we will practice more diligently."

"Ah."

The dean hummed, but it was Hu Liena and Xie Yue who walked out of the office door first.

Hu Liena glanced back at Chen Mo and smiled charmingly.

Chen Mo's heart was in turmoil, but he returned to normal for a moment.

When they walked out, the dean was already standing on Chen Mo's shoulder and patted him lightly.

"You seem to be unaffected by the art of foxy charm."

The dean smiled slightly and looked into Chen Mo's eyes.

Chen Mo was stunned and immediately lowered his head. He was afraid of being seen, but it was too abrupt. He quickly changed his posture and bowed ninety degrees: "Thank you, Dean!"

The dean chuckled softly: "Thank me for nothing."

"The dean has been courteous to me many times and cultivated me in this way. Chen Mo will remember his great kindness."

Chen Mo spoke in a sonorous and sincere tone.

The dean stroked his beard gently: "You have a special martial spirit, you are smart, and you are gifted. You should be able to accomplish great things. I will just give you a little help."

Chen Mo was silent and raised his head for a moment: "Why does the dean believe in me so much?"

"My Martial Soul Mother Tree not only gives me an affinity for soul beasts, it also works on humans. I can clearly see a person's character. I think you are a talent that can be made."

The dean smiled.

"Student understands, Dean, student takes leave."

Chen Mo held the apprenticeship ceremony, bent down and cupped his hands, then turned and walked out of the office door.

"Go back and practice hard."

The dean said.

Chen Mo left and returned to the dormitory.

In the days that followed, I concentrated on practicing. Of course, I would go to the dean's office to play chess with him from time to time.

It is said that it is playing chess, but in fact it is more correct to say that it is learning chess.

The dean's understanding of Go is growing day by day, and he has already surpassed Chen Mo by many.

He taught Chen Mo more about military formations and some knowledge about teamwork.

At the same time, he also told Chen Mo some about the cultivation method of his martial spirit elf ball.Synchronizing emotions with the soul beast can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the soul beast.

The more Chen Mo heard this concept, the more familiar it became.

Fetters!

The power of bonding!
Good guy, he is worthy of being called a wise sage scholar. This ability is dozens of blocks ahead of that master.

Some of Wuhundian's theories were compiled and researched by the dean.

After going back and forth like this for 20 days, Chen Mo's soul power broke through and reached level 9.

After another forty days, Chen Mo's soul power reached the peak of a soul warrior.

It has taken a total of two and a half months from enrollment to now.

Well, reasonable.

Chen Mo came out of the practice feeling refreshed and refreshed, but he felt a bloating feeling when his body absorbed the soul power again.

"Chen Mo, congratulations, our first grade will soon have our second soul master."

She Rankong said with a smile.

Zhou Peng's face was distorted and he looked as uncomfortable as constipation. He trembled with his index finger: "You... you, you, you, you really deserve to die. You have entered level seven soul power, and you have reached level ten in just over two months. I am level six and two." You have only been at level seven for more than a month. Are you so perverted? What on earth did the dean do to you? Your innate soul power is level six, and my innate soul power is also level six. Why?"

There was a whimper.

Chen Mo touched the tip of his nose: "I'm going to find the dean."

Then turned and left.

"Crooked, yeah, yeah..."

Zhou Peng gritted his teeth angrily: "I can't stand it anymore! It's so irritating to compare people to each other!"

"Although the rumor that Chen Mo is the dean's illegitimate son has disappeared, the news that Chen Mo is the dean's direct disciple is becoming more and more solid."

Zhou Tao pulled Zhou Peng.

Chen Mo has been in and out of the dean's office countless times in the past two and a half months.

Normally, it would be difficult for many people to meet the dean even once, but now Chen Mo can meet him whenever he wants, which is really enviable.

Chen Mo came to the door of the dean's office.

"The door is not closed, just push it in."

Chen Mo didn't say anything and just pushed in. Anyway, he was used to it in the past few months.

"Dean, I'm here. I'm here to tell you some good news today."

Chen Mo laughed.

The dean looked at Chen Mo's beaming look and said, "Have you made a breakthrough?"

"Hey! That's right."

He was guessed right away, and Chen Mo nodded.

"I just want to tell you that I want to go into the back mountain to choose a soul ring."

Chen Mo said immediately.

The dean slowly put down the book in his hand and shook his head when looking at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was confused: "Can't you?"

"I thought about it. There is no soul beast suitable for you in the back mountain. You have to go to the Star Forest to try your luck."

The dean’s words were astonishing.

"Star Dou Great Forest?"

Chen Mo hadn't thought about it yet, after all, it was full of dangers.

Even on the periphery.

Little did they know that the Shrek Seven Monsters encountered the Titan Ape the first time they entered the Star Dou Forest, although it was because the Titan Ape smelled Xiao Wu's breath.

But if he can't guarantee that some other ten-thousand-year-old soul beast will jump out when the time comes, his current elf ball has a very low chance of catching a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, unless the other party absolutely obeys, just like the demon evil tiger.

You can't use Poke Balls on the same target continuously in a short period of time. If you can't catch one ball, he may die from the mouth of the soul beast.

"I will ask your grade director to accompany you on this trip."

(End of this chapter)