Douluo Jueshi: Who made him a soul mentor?

After witnessing Wang Chen's stunning technique, Wang Teng's mind was greatly shaken. His hand trembled involuntarily, and the carving knife deviated, directly skewing the core formation.

“艹!” Wang Teng cursed aloud, seeing that he had skewed the core formation on the rare metal in his hand.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, steadied his mind, and comforted himself, “It's okay, it's okay, even if this kid Wang Chen makes a soul tool with greater power than mine.

But my soul power is higher, my physique is stronger, and I also have a powerful thousand-year third soul skill. The person who wins in the end will definitely be me!”

Thinking this way, Wang Teng's mood immediately improved. He immediately stopped watching Wang Chen's amazing techniques and began to concentrate on making his soul tool.

Seeing this, the other Wang family disciples, although shocked, also began to concentrate on making their soul tools.

Unlike Wang Teng, they never set their sights on first place. They just wanted to get as high a ranking as possible.

While all the Wang family disciples were concentrating on making soul tools, the many Wang family members on the viewing platform were discussing animatedly.

“Wang Chen's talent in soul tool mastery is truly terrifying. I'm afraid there aren't many in the entire Sun Moon Empire who can compare to him. It seems that it's really hard to say who will take first place in this family competition.”

“I think Wang Teng has a better chance of winning. The gap between a three-ring Soul Elder and a two-ring Great Soul Master is not so easy to bridge.”

Wang Teng's parents sat in the first row of the viewing platform. Seeing their son being outshone by Wang Chen, they couldn't help but shout, “My son Wang Teng has the potential of a Titled Douluo! When the second round of fighting comes, my son will definitely be able to defeat Wang Chen easily.”

Wang Chen's parents also came here today to watch the family competition. Hearing that the people around them were not optimistic about their good son, they immediately argued with the people around them.

“My son Wang Chen's talent is much stronger than Wang Teng's. If Wang Teng weren't almost a year older than my son, he would never be my son's opponent.”

Wang Teng's parents were immediately unhappy upon hearing this. Wang Teng was the pride of the two of them. Someone said that their child was not as good as someone else's, and they couldn't help but argue with Wang Chen's parents.

Wang Teng's parents said, “You say my son is not as good as your son?”

Wang Chen's parents said, “What if I say so? Your son is just not as good as my son. In terms of talent and appearance, where does your son compare to my son?”

There is a saying that the truth is a sharp knife, and Wang Chen's parents were telling the truth in every sentence. If only talent and appearance were considered, Wang Chen's performance was indeed stronger than Wang Teng's.

For a time, the four people's quarrel escalated. Seeing this, the surrounding Wang family members immediately acted as peacemakers. After all, they were all from the same family, and it was unseemly to quarrel.

In this way, three hours passed quickly.

With Chief Judge Wang Yuan's shout of 'Stop!', all the Wang family disciples stopped making the soul tools in their hands.

More than half of the Wang family disciples were directly eliminated because they failed to successfully create a level-two soul tool.

Only thirty-six people remained, successfully advancing to the second round of the family competition.

Wang Chen looked at the two level-three peak soul tools on the soul tool crafting table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

These two level-three peak soul tools, one is an attack soul tool, and the other is a movement soul tool.

Among them, the close combat soul tool is a sharp spear, and the movement soul tool is a soul power thruster.

This kind of soul power thruster is fixed on the back. After being driven by soul power, it can generate a powerful thrust, accelerating the soul master's movement. The speed is comparable to that of a Soul Elder-level agility-attack type soul master.

Just as Wang Chen was putting the two level-three peak soul tools on the soul tool crafting table into his storage soul tool, Wang Teng walked up to Wang Chen.

Wang Teng's big eyes stared intently at Wang Chen's handsome face, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Seeing Wang Teng's awkward appearance, Wang Chen couldn't help but smile, “Brother Wang Teng, you can say whatever you want directly, there's no need to hold it back.”

Wang Teng said with a strong desire to win, “You won in terms of soul tool making, but don't be proud. The one who wins the final family competition will definitely be me.”

After saying what was on his mind, Wang Teng turned and left. Wang Teng clenched his fists and thought to himself, “The number one person in the younger generation of the Wang family is me, Wang Teng!”

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After the first round of the family competition ended, Chief Judge Wang Yuan gave Wang Chen and the others an hour to rest, to recover the energy and soul power consumed during the making of the soul tools.

Only to see Wang Chen and the others sitting cross-legged in meditation, running their meditation techniques to recover their soul power, all striving to adjust their state to the best before the second round of the competition.

After an hour passed, Judge Wang Yuan took out a box from his storage soul tool and said, “Everyone, line up and draw lots from this box. People who draw the same number will compete against each other.

Remember the rules, the soul tool you use must be the one you made in the first round. Otherwise, it will be dealt with as a violation.

Also, in the process of the competition, you can attack as much as you want, without worrying about getting hurt. We few judges will be watching from the side. Once there is danger, we will take action to save you.

Of course, once we intervene, it means you have already lost.

Alright, let the drawing begin!”

Wang Teng looked at Wang Chen with a strong fighting spirit, “I'll go first.”

After speaking, Wang Teng came to Wang Yuan's side, then reached into the lottery box, randomly took a lot, and then pulled out his hand. He took a closer look and saw the number three.

After Wang Teng finished drawing the lot, he looked at Wang Chen and said, “I really hope I can draw the same lot as you.”

Wang Chen looked up at Wang Teng, who was full of fighting spirit, and said calmly, “I hope you can always maintain this proud appearance.”

After speaking, Wang Chen stepped forward to draw a lot. He took it out and looked at it, number five.

Wang Teng walked to Wang Chen's side at this time. Seeing that Wang Chen's number was five, he silently noted it down.

After Wang Teng and Wang Chen finished drawing lots, the other Wang family disciples also stepped forward to start choosing their lot numbers.

After everyone had drawn their lots, Wang Teng said to the Wang family disciples, “Which of you drew number five, give it to me!”

A Wang family disciple said, “I drew lot number five.”

Wang Teng smiled and rushed directly to the Wang family disciple who spoke, took his lot, and then stuffed his number three lot to the other party.

Wang Teng challenged Wang Chen, “Wang Chen, do you dare to fight me!”

After speaking, Wang Teng activated his martial soul. Only to see three soul rings, yellow, yellow, and purple, rising and surrounding his body.

The soul power fluctuations of a Soul Elder level erupted, sweeping towards Wang Chen.