Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 148 Donghai College, Class Zero

Leng Yaozhu cleared the battle data between the two and was about to stand up when she suddenly remembered something and tapped her fingertips lightly on the metal table: "Gula, have you ever come into contact with the secondary job system?"

Gula shook her head, her gradient hair rippling in the sunset. "The soul guidance technology of the Tiandou Continent has been sealed off by the Federation. Although my father is an earl, you also know that."

He smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "My family isn't familiar with other nobles, so I've only roughly learned the basics of soul guides."

Leng Yaozhu understood that the Federation's sanctions on the Xingluo and Tiandou continents were closely linked, from the "Soul Guidance Technology Export Control Regulations" to the Tang Sect's arms embargo list. Those congressmen wanted to put the entire Douluo Star in chains.

"I will arrange a teacher for you. You must master at least one of the four arts of soul guidance: design, casting, repair, and manufacturing."

Leng Yaozhu said: "Remember, you will not only face your peers in the future, and becoming a four-character battle armor master is a necessary condition for your secondary profession."

"Students understand." Gula agreed.

Leng Yaozhu nodded in satisfaction and waved goodbye to let the two leave.

Gula left the Spirit Pagoda and looked at Gu Yue who was silently resisting. He smiled and said, "Junior sister, how should we proceed?"

Gu Yue stared at Gula coldly, "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're my senior brother. I'll soon surpass you."

"Junior sister, you worry too much."

Gula smiled, raised his hands, and took a half step back, his eyes gleaming with purple-gold light: "You are my dear junior sister, I can't wait to 'love' you."

Gu Yue took a deep breath. She didn't believe what Gula said. Although she didn't know the reason, she wouldn't mistake the fleeting malice. If she couldn't defeat him...

"follow me."

Gu Yue waved to call a hover taxi, and the two headed to Donghai College.

Donghai City is the most economically prosperous city in the eastern part of the Federation. However, due to geographical factors, soul masters often choose to leave after achieving some success, resulting in the overall level of soul masters being not high.

As the top senior college in Donghai City, Donghai College is not even ranked high in the Federation.

Even so, not everyone who wants to enroll can do so. However, for the deputy master of the Spirit Pagoda, there is no need for her to do anything. Her subordinates can arrange for Gula to enroll with just a word.

Donghai College, Teaching Department.

Long Hengxu looked at the fluttering magnolia petals outside the window, feeling the cold air blowing on his face, and helplessly wiped the white frost on his lenses.

The office door opened without a breeze, and the silver-haired man stepped in, stepping on the frost-covered ground. The icy male god Wu Changkong said straight to the point: "Director Long, what can I do for you?"

Looking at the arrogant Wu Changkong, the Dean of Studies coughed lightly and said, "Teacher Wu, the principal wants to arrange for someone to join Class Zero. You will be responsible for accepting him when the time comes."

Wu Zhangkong's expression was cold, but the temperature around him seemed to drop slightly. "Class Zero doesn't accept people with connections."

Director Long coughed twice. "How can you say you're related? The principal strongly supports Class Zero and will definitely not make things difficult for you. This transfer student is ten years old and is already a Level 35 Soul Master, which meets the requirements for Class Zero."

Wu Zhangkong nodded, not feeling embarrassed at all: "Okay, I agree."

With such cultivation, even if the fighting ability is weak, he can still train it.

Director Long's forehead twitched. If he couldn't beat Wu Changkong, he really wanted to teach him a lesson. He didn't take the head teacher seriously at all.

……

Gula followed Gu Yue to complete the admission procedures and went to Class Zero together.

The school has just started and Class Zero is still in the running-in stage. They usually practice together, and Wu Changkong teaches them moves to consolidate their basics.

At this moment, in the Class Zero training grounds, Wu Changkong's Sky Frost Sword continuously slashed out with sword energy, forcing the young men to dodge and parry. Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. "Teacher Wu."

Gu Yue greeted him coldly, without any intention of explaining for Gula, and went straight back to the team.

Gula met Wu Changkong's thoughtful gaze and waved, "Teacher Wu, I'm a new student. Gula, please give me your guidance in the future."

Wu Zhangkong nodded calmly and asked directly, "You and Gu Yue know each other, are you relatives?"

"No, we just have the same teacher. She is my junior sister."

Gula answered truthfully, but when Gu Yue heard it, she always felt uncomfortable.

"Introduce yourself, then join the team for training."

Wu Zhangkong didn't bother to waste time talking. The Sky Frost Sword drew an icy blue trajectory in the air, sending a biting chill straight to Gula's brow. "With my approval, you'll have a place in Class Zero."

Xie Xie lowered his voice and gloated, "He's in trouble. Teacher Wu will definitely give him a warning."

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Xie Xie and made a note of him.

Tang Wulin gave an awkward but polite smile and tugged at Xie Xie's shirt. The latter stiffened and slowly turned around. When he met Wu Changkong's gaze, he quickly covered his mouth.

Zhang Ziyang and Wang Jinxi looked at each other, made way and stood aside, wondering in their hearts: Where did this relative come from?

Gula looked around and said, "My soul skills are extremely destructive to the field. I'm afraid the training ground will be damaged."

Before he finished speaking, three inky black spirit rings rose from the boy's body, and the students were in an uproar.

Gula put his hands in his pockets, seemingly relaxed, but in fact his body was tense and full of vigilance.

Once Tang San's consciousness in Tang Wulin attacks him, he will immediately borrow his strength to blow him up!
"Ten thousand year spirit ring! How is that possible!"

Xie Xie took a deep breath. He had originally disliked Gula, who was more handsome than him, but after the black soul ring appeared, he no longer dared to speak ill of him.

Tang Wulin's face was filled with amazement. His soul was still in the hundred-year stage, still some distance away from the thousand-year stage. It was hard to imagine how powerful a ten-thousand-year soul ring would be.

"Three Rings of Ten Thousand Years!"

Wang Jinxi clenched his bone claws tightly, and his mood, which had already been hit by Tang Wulin and others, became even more upset.

Wu Zhangkong's face, which had been like an iceberg for ten thousand years, showed some movement. The Three-ring Soul Master possessed a ten thousand year soul ring, which was a monster rarely seen in a hundred years even in Shrek.

"No need for the test. You are welcome to join Class Zero. However, as your teacher, I need to understand your strength and train you accordingly. Follow me to the playground."

Wu Zhangkong has always wanted to make up for his mistakes and cultivate qualified talents to send to Shrek Academy. He originally thought that Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were already geniuses among geniuses, but he didn't expect that there are even better talents...

He led the way to the playground. The Sky Frost Sword seemed to sense its master's excitement. After trembling several times, the chill became more intense.

Gula waited for a long time, but Tang San's spiritual sense showed no signs of taking action, so he followed Wu Changkong without worry.

Xie Xie came back to his senses from the shock. He was originally a lazy person, otherwise, with his twin martial souls and innate full soul power, he would not have cultivated to the twenty-third level.

After the shock, he had no desire to catch up. He simply gave up and called Tang Wulin, "Wulin, hurry up and go watch the fun."

Tang Wulin was a cute little boy at this time. He caught up with his roommate with an indomitable fighting spirit in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)