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

Besides, she heard everything Mo Le said and Zhu Qing's word "filthy".

If she doesn't eat.

Doesn't that mean I'm a despicable person who misunderstands sausages?

This won't do!

She's the most beloved little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, pure and innocent, with extraordinary talent, and cherished by Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone. How could she possibly be associated with the word "filthy"?

Anyway, today's intestines...

She's determined to have him!

It's just a product of a food-related soul skill.

Soon, Oscar watched as everyone around him ate the sausages he had made, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up inside him.

As a chef, I finally gained the recognition of people and diners.

He excitedly rushed over and hugged Mo Le tightly. He knew that all of this was thanks to Mo Le.

Mo Le made no attempt to avoid the situation.

"I know you need a hug right now, but let me make it clear beforehand that my sexual orientation is normal. Also, Senior Ao, your beard is rubbing against me."

"Sorry." Oscar chuckled upon hearing this, then released Mo Le, stroking the stubble on his lip. "And don't call me Senior Oscar anymore, just call me Little Oscar."

He used to be the only one in the academy with Boss Dai, so he didn't pay much attention to his image or care about it.

but now……

Yes, he'll go back tonight and shave his beard.

Mo Le first shook his head, then nodded: "Well, it's nothing serious. Since you've said so, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Little Ao, I hope you'll take good care of me in the future."

He paused, then added, "Also, just remember, my sexual orientation is normal; I don't like men."

Important things should be said more than once; things shouldn't happen more than three times.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Zhao Wuji: "So, I guess I passed the test, Teacher Zhao?"

Zhao Wuji, who was having the Dragon Beard Needle removed from his body by Tang San, snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Little monster, is that even a question?"

"You really don't give me any mercy at all, humph! I lost, you all passed."

Zhao Wuji said this, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed him.

Upon hearing his words, everyone present smiled, filled with joy.

Mo Le then turned to Oscar beside her and said, "So, Oscar, would you mind showing us around the dorms?"

Oscar gave an OK sign, indicating that there was no problem.

Just then, Ning Rongrong's voice rang out.

"Wait a minute, didn't you say you'd tell us about your martial soul after the assessment?"

"Now you can tell us what's going on."

She was extremely curious. What kind of martial soul did the other party possess? How could it have allowed them to suppress the Soul Saint earlier? And even break through the Soul Saint's martial soul true body armor?

Could the other party be a Soul Emperor?

That's impossible, he looks about our age...

Moreover, the opponent's soul power fluctuated wildly, sometimes reaching level ten or so, and other times jumping to level forty or fifty...

This is really strange!

Could it be some kind of special soul skill that can conceal soul power and level?

Even so, why is the opponent so strong?

Could this really be the Soul Emperor?

A Soul Emperor who is not even twenty years old... Hiss.

Such talent is simply terrifying; he is destined to become a Title Douluo in the future!

As soon as Ning Rongrong asked the question, everyone present except Tang San, who was picking up the scattered hidden weapons, and Xiao Wu, who was trying not to laugh, turned their attention to Mo Le.

They were equally curious about what Mo Le's martial spirit was and what level he was.

Zhao Wuji, in particular, suspected that Mo Le's terrifying combat power must have originated from an extremely top-tier beast spirit, such as the Titan Giant Ape.

Mo Le then realized what was happening.

Hey!

If Ning Rongrong hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten.

Thinking about it, he decided to introduce his martial spirit to everyone.

Although everyone present was a future partner, he knew the plot and therefore placed a great deal of trust in them.

However, completely exposing one's martial spirit...

This is an opportunity, but also a very dangerous move.

An action that could put oneself in crisis.

Why do I say that?

It's important to understand that as the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong couldn't possibly have come to Shrek Academy alone. While it might seem like she came alone, in reality...

At this moment, hidden in the shadows are likely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's secret guards, arranged by the other party's father, Ning Fengzhi.

The opportunity lies in revealing one's martial soul ability and letting it reach the ears of Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Given Ning Fengzhi's personality, he will definitely test the waters first to confirm that one's martial soul is truly powerful before placing his bet on it.

That is, investment.

As for the crisis, it is...

……wrong.

Damn it! Why do you think so much?

So what if they know? With my Uncle Tang Hao around, do you think I'm afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? So what if they have Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who are nominally the strongest attackers and defenders on the continent?

My Uncle Tang Hao is also a Title Douluo!

If there's real danger, he'll definitely take himself, his mistress, and Xiao Wu with him when they run away.

Why should I be timid and hesitant?!

As Mo Le thought this way, his mind became clear.

Then a smirk appeared on his lips. He was about to start showing off.

"My martial soul is the Demon Void Demon, which has a special ability: Adaptation. Once the adaptation is complete, I can directly gain the corresponding immunity."

"For example."

As he spoke, he extended his index finger, first pointing at Zhao Wuji, then at Tang San.

"For example, I've adapted to Teacher Zhao's protective soul power, so I can directly bypass that layer of soul power to attack Teacher Zhao. And I've also long since adapted to Xiao San's stun grenades and flashbang seeds, so I wasn't affected at all in the battle just now."

"If you still don't understand, you can think of it this way. When I face an enemy's attack, my brain will try to avoid the damage the other party will cause me. I will think of countless possibilities such as dodging, evading, facing it head-on, or strengthening my physical body. Then, as long as I receive the other party's attack, my brain will give the best answer."

"This is a counter-punch technique. You throw a punch, I throw paper, or I make my scissors powerful enough to cut your fist..."

He spoke casually, as if he were talking about what he ate that morning.

Those who were previously unaware of Mo Le's martial soul were now gaping, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.

Ning Rongrong almost dropped the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand, and the sausage that Oscar had just conjured also fell to the ground. Instead of picking it up, she froze on the spot.

Although Dai Mubai had heard an incomplete version of the introduction before, he still couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard Mo Le say it in full in front of everyone.

Damn, so this bastard omitted so many details back then?

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at Mo Le in disbelief, trying to tell whether what the other party said was true or false.

Even Zhao Wuji was stunned.

He is someone who has personally experienced the extraordinary and miraculous nature of Mo Le.

During the assessment battle just now, he had already vaguely sensed that Mo Le was special, and that his martial soul must have something different from ordinary people.

Adaptation, so this is what adaptation is all about...?

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes, his mind replaying the fight in rapid succession. At first, the little monster's punches felt like tickles, unable to break through his defenses at all.

But as the fight went on, the force of the punches grew heavier and the angles became more and more cunning. They even began to penetrate, ignoring the soul power attached to the punches and striking directly at him.

It wasn't so obvious at first, but gradually...

With each brutal collision, the opponent's attacks became more precise and deadly.

The stronger the opponent, the stronger we become; the more we fight, the braver we become!

Until the very end, we will surpass all enemies!

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with shock.

What the hell!What the hell!What the hell!

What kind of heaven-defying martial spirit is this?!