Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

Soto.

Dai Mubai opened his eyes on a bench by the street.

The glaring sunlight forced him to raise his hand to shield his eyes.

Just then, a human voice rang out.

"Oh! Senior, you're awake?"

Dai Mubai: "?"

Then, he saw Mo Le appear before him, looking concerned.

"The surgery was a success. Congratulations, you are now a girl."

?

!!!

Dai Mubai was shocked and jumped up, his hand quickly reaching for his crotch. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found his penis was still there.

Then, he looked up at Mo Le, who was suppressing a laugh, and was speechless.

So... what exactly happened?

He strained his memory and finally remembered what happened before he fainted.

So Dai Mubai jumped up.

"Damn, Mo Le, what exactly is that soul beast on your head?" His gaze was fixed on the awesome thing on Mo Le's shoulder.

"It?" Mo Le pointed to the bully perched on his shoulder. "Its name is Bully, my good buddy."

"I didn't ask for the name."

Upon hearing this, Mo Le finally realized... Oh, so he was asking why Niubi is so awesome.

So he simply pointed to the awesome thing and introduced it:

"The awesome thing is a thousand-year-old soul beast, the Lightning Rat."

In the years since Niubi became Mo Le's pet (partner), it has never suffered a bit of hardship and has always lived a life of luxury. As a result, it has grown from a soul beast with a cultivation of over six hundred years to one with a cultivation of over a thousand years, officially crossing the threshold of a thousand-year soul beast.

So not long ago, when Dai Mubai saw the tiny, cute, and friendly bull on Mo Le's shoulder, he was immediately captivated and curiously reached out his finger towards the bull...

Mo Le wanted to warn him then, but it was too late.

After performing a street dance show, Dai Mubai fainted again.

Being young is great; you can fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

Back to the present.

Dai Mubai: ?

Upon hearing Mo Le's explanation, Dai Mubai stared at Niu Bi with lingering fear.

This tiny mouse is actually a thousand-year-old soul beast?

Soul beasts that are one to two thousand years old correspond to the strength of a Soul Venerable.

Dai Mubai looked at Mo Le in disbelief.

"You mean you carry around a thousand-year-old lightning-attribute soul beast as a henchman?"

Mo Le shook his head at this, pointed to Niubi, and then pointed to himself.

"How can you call this a thug? This is my pet. If it really came down to a fight, it wouldn't stand a chance against me."

Dai Mubai's lips twitched.

Once he thought about how the other person was better than him, he didn't have much to say.

Just a while ago.

The two officially met at a breakfast stall outside the hotel and introduced themselves.

Dai Mubai's overall impression of this future junior was alright.

Although there was a misunderstanding at first (he was instantly killed), it was just a misunderstanding, and he didn't take it too seriously.

Besides, Mo Le apologized to him afterwards and even treated him to breakfast, giving him a way out.

What else can he say? If he pursues the matter further, it will only make him seem petty.

Moreover, it's true that we were careless at the beginning and couldn't beat them.

He's not a sore loser. If he loses, he'll try again later.

No child cries every day, and no gambler loses every day.

After all, Dai Mubai believed that he had simply been careless and hadn't dodged. He figured he could regain his pride and suppress his opponent later at the academy.

Afterwards, Mo Le and Dai Mubai strolled around the streets, mainly to find Tang San and Xiao Wu—the two were not at the inn.

"By the way, Mo Le, what is your martial soul? My martial soul is the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, a beast martial soul, a level 37 Soul Master, and a Battle Soul Master."

Dai Mubai asked out of curiosity. After all, they would be in the same academy in the future, so it wouldn't matter even if Mo Le didn't tell him. He was just asking casually out of pure curiosity.

Mo Le didn't care at all.

"My martial soul? My martial soul is called Demon Void, which possesses powerful adaptability and self-healing abilities. Once the wheel behind me stops spinning, I become completely immune to my opponent's attacks."

This time, Mo Le's description was more concise, and he also omitted several of the characteristics of Mo Xu Luo.

As a result, even with this incomplete version of the introduction, Dai Mubai was instantly furious upon hearing it.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"If that's the case, then does that mean that once I've fought you once, I'll never be able to beat you again?"

He didn't think the other person was lying—after all, who would be so bored as to make such a joke? Of course, he hoped it was just a joke. What surprised him was whether Mo Le's martial soul was really that powerful.

Upon hearing this, Mo Le shook his head, indicating that he was not incapable of defeating himself.

Dai Mubai nodded upon seeing this.

Sure enough, in the end, such an invincible ability couldn't be without flaws.

Mo Le's next words left him speechless.

"Theoretically speaking, you just need to avoid sparring with me until you become a Soul Douluo or even a Title Douluo. At that time, you can activate all nine rings, giving me no chance to adapt, and kill me in one move. That should be enough to win."

"..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

What could Dai Mubai say after hearing this?

Mo Le's solution was indeed a solution—but it was damn unrealistic!

He still wanted to save face...

But since the other party has already said that his martial soul has such amazing abilities, how can he regain his face?

The two weren't mortal enemies, so Dai Mubai had no reason to kill Mo Le. But the problem was, as long as he didn't kill Mo Le, the other party would eventually adapt to his attacks and become completely immune.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai could only give Mo Le a thumbs up.

To be honest, his opinion on Mo Le's martial soul was still one of "I haven't seen it before, so I don't trust it much." After all, the other party spoke so impressively, and the martial soul was too heaven-defying, making it hard to believe for a moment.

Unless you witness it with your own eyes... it's hard to say.

Dai Mubai originally wanted to have Fatty test Mo Le's martial soul after returning to the academy to see if it was really that powerful, but after thinking about it, he felt it wouldn't work—Mo Le's strength was no weaker than his own.

When asked about being instantly killed, Dai Mubai repeated the same thing: "I was careless and didn't use Flash."

I'm not entirely convinced. I need to earn my own respect, and do it fairly.

But gradually, he stopped thinking about it.

No matter how I think about it... sigh.

He finally understood why a thousand-year-old soul beast was merely a pet to Mo Le. With such strength and such a heaven-defying martial soul, the other party deserved it.

Dai Mubai turned to look at Mo Le, and asked with some confusion:

"By the way, didn't you guys agree on a meeting place?"

Mo Le shook his head.

After getting up in the morning, he knocked on Tang San's door and found that the two of them didn't seem to be awake yet. They probably played too much video games yesterday. So he just came to the Rose Hotel to wait for Dai Mubai, naturally without any designated meeting place.

Actually, Tang San and Xiao Wu had already woken up. When they went to find Mo Le, Mo Le was still fast asleep, sleeping like a log. So Xiao Wu simply dragged Tang San out for a shopping date.

At this moment, Mo Le was pondering where he could find Xiao San and Lao Tu Dou.

Hey! His eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered.

How about we go and take a look at the small shops in Flanders first?

Thinking of this, he looked at Dai Mubai.

"I plan to browse the surrounding shops first, and then go to Shrek Academy to meet the Dean. As for Little Three and Old Rabbit, we'll meet them at the academy later anyway, so there's no rush."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai thought, "What a coincidence!"

Their dean happens to own a shop in Soto.

So he said directly, "Then I'll take you to the shop owned by our dean."

Mo Le thought it was a good idea and went along with it.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Dai."

Dai Mubai nodded and began to lead the way.

After spending some time together, he felt that Mo Le was a very suitable person to be a friend.

First of all, let's talk about their martial spirit; it's just too awesome.

In this situation, it is definitely not suitable to be an enemy.

Besides, they're classmates, so it's normal for them to help each other out and become friends.

Finally, Mo Le was quite polite. Even though the other person had already beaten him once, he didn't act arrogantly or utter any mocking remarks like "defeated opponent." If it were any other Soul Master, they would have immediately started with taunts and humiliation.

Don't place too high moral expectations on a medieval era where education was monopolized.

Therefore, taking all these factors into account, Dai Mubai gave Mo Le a score of over 80 points in his mind, deeming her excellent.

Who says being exempt from entrance exams is bad? Aren't being exempt from entrance exams a good thing?

It seems that their relationship at the academy won't be too bad.