Douluo: The young master of Chuanling Pagoda, his martial spirit is so impressive

Chapter 150 The skyrocketing physical fitness

"Xiaomei?"

The Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion murmured these two words with confusion in his eyes, as if he couldn't understand the basis for his name.

"You were named after your appearance?"

"of course not."

Qiangu Wuji shook his head naturally.

"You may think that the name is simple, but don't you think the idea is very clear? You can immediately understand what it means when you hear it?"

Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion: "..."

She tilted her head and pointed at the round evil-eyed tyrant beside her.

"Then what's its name?"

"It?"

Qiangu Wuji glanced at it, his eyes filled with disgust

"It's called the Joker."

Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion: "..."

The Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion was suddenly a little glad that she could not recover her true form now, otherwise, Qiangu Wuji would have been afraid of naming her a little clown.

The matter of naming is basically over here.

Although Xiaomei was depressed, she didn't refute.

Next, let’s get down to business.

Qiangu Wuji said solemnly.

"By the way, Xiaomei, do you know what it means to become a soul?"

"know."

Xiaomei nodded, stood up on Qiangu Wuji's shoulders, stretched lazily, and then lightly jumped onto the clown on the side. Regardless of his struggle, she grabbed the two thorns on his head. The tentacles began to play.

The clown was obviously enraged by her play. His big eyes rolled up and he was about to launch a ray attack.

But before it could make any move, Xiaomei clenched her fist tightly and punched its eyeball, making the clown scream.

Qiangu Wuji looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but persuade.

"Stop bullying it."

Xiaoshangyan looked at him with big eyes full of tears.

"It's already stupid. If you hit it again, it will become even stupider. Then it won't even know who you are."

clown:"……"

"That's it, then I won't bully it anymore."

When Xiaomei heard this, she showed a clear expression, then jumped off the clown and stood upright obediently.

Qiangu Wuji continued the previous topic.

"Xiao Mei, since you know what it means to become a soul, why do you still do this? Do you really believe that I will become a god?"

Once soul beasts become human souls, it means that their lives are linked to humans from now on.

Once humans die, they die too.

In other words, if Qiangu Wuji cannot become a god in the future, Xiaomei will also turn into loess with him in more than a hundred years.

This is also the reason why most soul beasts are unwilling to become human souls.

Of course, becoming a human soul has a slight possibility of breaking through the shackles of the soul beast, stepping into the divine realm, and becoming a truly immortal existence.

But it brings with it a very high risk. Once it fails to become a god, the soul beast, which has a lifespan of almost a million years, will greatly shorten its lifespan.

As for soul beasts, a human's lifespan is gone in the blink of an eye.

"Does it matter whether you become a god or not?"

Regarding this question, Xiaomei just tilted her head and asked.

"Ok?"

Qiangu Wuji was stunned.

"Then why do you want to become my soul?"

Xiaomei shook her head, sat down, and poked the evil-eyed tyrant's body with her little fingers.

"I am willing to be your soul. I just want to see the day come when you realize what you said."

Qiangu Wuji was surprised. "Is that the reason?"

He was a little surprised that he didn't see Gu Yue's hatred for humans in Xiao Mei.

On the other side, there was more of a disappointment.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't give up her almost unlimited lifespan for such a thing.

"Do you know? Before my sister and that human went to the God Realm, she once said something to me."

Xiaomei gently nestled against the clown's soft body, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

"My sister said that maybe in the future I can find a human being like the man she found."

Qiangu Wuji: "..."

Nodding, he said solemnly.

"I understand, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise."

Xiaomei yawned and almost leaned on the clown.

The clown's body was like a plush ball, and it was almost twice as big as hers. She lay on top of it, almost sinking into it.

"By the way, do you need the fourth soul ring now? I'll give it to you."

Just when she was about to close her eyes, Xiaomei seemed to have thought of something and struggled to get half of her head out of the clown's body.

Qiangu Wuji was shocked when he heard this and quickly waved his hand.

"No, you are a 10-year-old soul beast. I can't bear the soul ring you gave me now."

Are you kidding me? Xiaomei is conservatively estimated to be a ferocious beast. The soul ring she attached is at least a few hundred thousand years old. If he didn't want to die, he would ask the other party to give it to him now. He has a soul ring attached.

The clown leered at him.

"Don't you know that the soul ring attached to the soul can control the age?"

"Ok?"

Qiangu Wuji was startled.

"Oh, can it still be like this?"

Xiaomei looked at him as if she were looking at a fool.

"Otherwise, why do you think my sister was given a human soul ring when she was at that level?"

Alas, it seems to be true!
Hearing what Xiaomei said, Qiangu Wuji suddenly understood.

Yes, that's true.

Didn't the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm on Huo Yuhao limit his soul power, so he was given a soul ring in the early stage?

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and nodded.

"Okay, then you can add a soul ring to me. I don't know what level of soul ring I can probably bear now."

"Okay, let me check it for you."

After Xiaomei finished speaking, a carp jumped out of the clown's body, then walked up to Qiangu Wuji and touched his knee with her little hand.

After about a few seconds, a trace of surprise appeared on Xiaomei's face.

"How about your physical strength...?"

"What's wrong? Are you weak?"

Qiangu Wuji was a little uneasy. He was not at all low about his physical strength.

It can be said that physical fitness is his biggest weakness.

He has not systematically learned anything about strengthening his body. His martial arts focuses on the spiritual aspect, and his physical fitness can be said to be weak even among his peers.

But there's nothing he can do about it. He doesn't have the bloodline of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King, so his physical fitness cannot be that strong.

"no……"

Xiaomei took back her hand and looked at him strangely.

"Your physical fitness can be said to be the highest among your peers I have ever seen. It can even be said that most people with higher soul power than you are far inferior to you."

"Ugh?"

Qiangu Wuji was surprised.

Xiao Mei ignored his surprise and continued.

"According to my guess, your current endurance for the soul ring is probably exactly 10 years."

(End of this chapter)