Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo.

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei didn’t expect it to be so cheap. The weight of this iron bar was actually enough to make two sickles.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Lu Mingfei found a place to clean the iron bar, then went to a tailor shop and had the owner sew a long cloth bag to use as a sword sheath before returning to the academy.

the other side,

Tang San also approached the Grandmaster to report the details of the battle they had just fought.

"Are you saying that Lu Mingfei's physical attributes and soul power are stronger than yours after you've already absorbed a soul ring and broken through?" Upon hearing this, the master's pale face immediately showed a mixture of emotions.

“That’s right, teacher. If I didn’t use my spirit, I would definitely not be his match.” Tang San gritted his teeth and continued, “Moreover, his eye spirit has a strong mental pressure, which even slowed down my movements.”

"That's not right." The master frowned. He could understand the mental pressure, since Blue Silver Grass was indeed low-level, but how could an eye-type martial soul amplify physical attributes?

and many more!

The master suddenly took half a step back, looked at Tang San, and then shook his head.

“I already understand what’s going on, mistress. Haven’t you noticed yet? You’re the shortest among the part-time workers,” the master said.

"Although you also possess innate full soul power, you've suffered from malnutrition since childhood, resulting in significantly slower physical development compared to your peers. Lu Mingfei and Xiao Wu, on the other hand, have more complete physical development; their physical attributes are actually what a soul master with innate full soul power should possess." Grandmaster nodded and smiled.

"Moreover, Lu Mingfei's eye spirit has a special advantage at the Soul Master stage. Because the spirit is a body organ, even without a spirit ring, he can use a spirit possession similar to that of a beast spirit master. This is equivalent to fighting against a ringless spirit master without using the spirit. Naturally, he will lose more often than he wins."

"That's it!" Tang San felt a sense of sudden enlightenment upon hearing the master's explanation; everything made sense now.

Indeed, if he had been able to fight using Blue Silver Grass from the beginning, Lu Mingfei would never have been his match!

“That’s right. So you should take good care of your health and make up for what you lost before, so as not to affect your future development.” Grandmaster patted Tang San’s head. “However, this Lu Mingfei seems to be a promising talent. After I recover, I will go and see him in person. After all, geniuses can sometimes help each other.”

Chapter 9 Trouble

At dawn, sunlight pierced the darkness of daybreak and shone into the woods of Notting College.

On a small hill behind the mountain, Lu Mingfei was slowly practicing swordsmanship by swinging the iron bar he had bought yesterday.

During his summer vacation in junior high school, he took three free kendo open classes at the Children's Palace. He originally wanted his uncle to pay the registration fee to enroll him in training, but his aunt stopped him and gave him a severe scolding.

After all, five thousand yuan in tutoring fees is enough for their family of three to go on a winter trip to Hainan.

Originally, Lu Mingfei's memory of this period was already blurry, but after his martial soul awakened, he found that those hazy memories in his mind suddenly became incredibly clear. This is why yesterday when he fought Tang San, he was only thinking about the moves in the boxing match video, but he was able to imitate the moves quite well, as if he had pressed 'Ctrl+C'.

Tangzhu, cassock cut, reverse cassock...

With his eyes closed, Lu Mingfei slowly executed the basic sword techniques, following the outlines of his memory, as if he were the only person left in the world.

Once he had mastered all the moves, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, his soul power suddenly erupted, and he exerted force with his wrist gripping the iron bar. His blazing golden eyes instantly dispelled the morning mist.

He stepped forward with his right foot, unleashing nine basic sword techniques in a swift motion. The fierce slashes sliced ​​through the air with a chilling whistling sound.

Nine-Headed Dragon Flash!

After the combo, Lu Mingfei stood in place with his sword in mid-section, his muscles still taut, displaying the power of his lingering will. After a moment, he finally let out a long breath and sheathed his sword.

"handsome!"

Wiping away imaginary sweat from his forehead, Lu Mingfei chuckled shamelessly, like a satisfied, full-fledged pig.

He certainly doesn't know the Flying Sword Style, nor the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash, but that doesn't stop him from having a dream of becoming a Sword Saint in his youth.

Even he himself never imagined that one day his motor skills would be so developed that he could practically rub his daydreaming cerebral cortex to the ground.

After a half-hour workout, Lu Mingfei tidied up and got up to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

He planned to exercise for half an hour every two days, which would be enough. After all, the most important thing right now was knowledge. Once he had read enough of the library, he would find a suitable spirit ring and then Lu Mingfei would make his escape.

This is just the beginner village; even getting his first spirit ring is a hassle. He needs to go out and find the main storyline.

Just as he reached the entrance of the cafeteria, several people from the dormitory woke up and arrived, including Tang San.

When Lu Mingfei woke up, the man was already gone; it seemed he had gone to the rooftop to practice his martial arts.

In this respect, Lu Mingfei admired him to the extreme. Not only did he meditate all night, but he also got up earlier than the chickens. He was practically the beast of beasts.

After a brief greeting, everyone lined up to eat, but Tang San finished his meal and then packed another portion to take back with him.

"Tang San is so good to the master," Wang Sheng said in a low voice.

As a well-known figure at Notting College, the news that the Master had returned to the college injured had already spread throughout the campus.

A freeloading Grand Soul Master actually led a Blue Silver Grass disciple with innate full soul power to hunt for a hundred-year soul ring, and upon returning, defeated the academy overlord Xiao Chenyu, achieving the feat of dominating Notting Academy.

This kind of news is explosive from head to toe. Not to mention anything else, right now all the students in the cafeteria are actually watching the work-study students' table.

The master's reputation actually improved for a while, and even Wang Sheng apologized to Tang San last night, saying that he shouldn't have spoken so arrogantly.

But this was undoubtedly bad news for Lu Mingfei. He could easily guess what a master who had suppressed his confidence for decades would do next.

Sure enough, the following night, a somewhat unsteady figure also entered the library.

"It's a master! What a rare guest." Teacher An, who was on duty at the library, stood up and greeted him with a smile. He had been working at the library for so many years and this was the first time he had seen a master come. After all, a master was an academic expert. He couldn't understand how the collection of books of a small junior soul master academy could attract him to come here.

"Teacher An, are you about to get off work?" the master asked indifferently, his face stiff.

Although he was nominally a guest elder of Notting Academy and a teacher at the academy, he could only barely consider Director Su as a colleague. Teacher An, who retired in the library, had even lower soul power than him and was not worth mentioning at all.

"Half an hour left." Teacher An nodded, his eyes darting around. Being an old fox, he immediately realized why the master had come. He snorted inwardly, but considering the master's status, he knew he couldn't afford to offend him, and could only sigh.

"By the way, Master, I suddenly need to use the restroom. I was wondering if you could watch the room for me for a while? There are a few students inside." Teacher An made up an excuse, hoping to do the master some face.

The two exchanged a knowing glance and nodded.

Upstairs in the reading room, Lu Mingfei was tiptoeing away when he heard the teacher on duty say he was going to pee, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Oh no! I've been sold!

Sure enough, the library was supposed to stay open for a while, but after only a few minutes, the professor rang the bell to announce the closing. Lu Mingfei had no choice but to turn off the lights and leave the reading room with several senior students.

"Lu Mingfei, it's been a long time." The master called out to Lu Mingfei from behind.

Lu Mingfei forced a smile and turned to greet the master: "Oh, it's the master. Do you need to talk to Xiao San? I can pass on your message."

Lu Mingfei tried to play dumb and get away with it.

This was the first time he had seen the master's stiff face up close. Combined with the gloomy atmosphere of the library with most of the candles extinguished, Lu Mingfei actually felt like he was watching a horror movie.

"You're a smart kid, you should understand that I came here specifically to see you today." The master could tell that Lu Mingfei was being a little cunning and was somewhat displeased, but he still forced a smile.

"As far as I know, you've been spending almost every day in the library lately, probably trying to find information on soul beasts that are suitable for your eye-type martial soul, right? After all, Tang San and Xiao Wu are already soul masters, while you, a genius with innate full soul power, can only wait for the academy's centralized soul hunting in a few months."

Lu Mingfei suppressed the urge to complain and nodded: "Master, do you mean you can help me solve this?"

Just kidding. Lu Mingfei himself isn't even sure what his martial soul is, and this master just comes up and says he can help him get a soul ring.

Is this just empty talk?

"There are probably no more than two people on the entire continent who have studied your type of martial spirit, and I am definitely among the top three." The master spoke with great confidence, paused slightly, and then continued in a deliberately profound tone:

"Your eye martial soul is a mutated beast martial soul, and a benign one at that. It has a very rare amplification of your mental power and some of your physical strength. Combined, it is even comparable to those extremely rare and powerful high-level beast martial souls."

"Because of the mutation, you don't have many soul beasts to choose from. If you want to hunt for a soul ring, you can only look for spirit-type soul beasts under normal circumstances, but these kinds of soul beasts are extremely rare and are hard to find even in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"However, according to my theory, you actually have other options. Look at Xiao San, his martial soul is the universally recognized useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass. Generally speaking, everyone recommends absorbing plant-type soul beasts, but I helped him hunt down the soul ring of the Mandragora Serpent, and the result proved that his current combat power far exceeds that of other soul masters of the same level."

With Tang San's brilliance as a precedent, does the master not believe that a six-year-old child could resist the temptation of a spirit ring?

Chapter 10 Incident

Is Wang Po praising her own melons while selling them?

Lu Mingfei was speechless, but what concerned him more was the master's last words.

He's probably just a high school student. If I understand his reading comprehension correctly, does the master mean he's using Tang San's spirit ring to prove his theory?

What kind of beast is this?!

Lu Mingfei screamed inwardly.

He wasn't feeling sorry for Tang San, of course; he was screaming that this beast had actually set its sights on him!

"If you're willing to accept my guidance like Xiao San did, I guarantee you'll receive the best training for your Eye Martial Soul. You won't have to worry about hunting for Soul Rings in the future either; I can guarantee I'll help you solve the problem of at least the first five Soul Rings." The Grandmaster said with a serious face, offering to solve the problem of five Soul Rings right off the bat—he was incredibly generous.

If it were a kid in school, they would probably have kowtowed and knelt down to be his godfather upon hearing these terms.

But Lu Mingfei is no child. Let alone solving five, he wouldn't agree to solve ten. Whoever wants to be a guinea pig can go find him.

"But Master, didn't you already take Xiao San as your disciple? I don't think Xiao San likes me. In order not to ruin your master-disciple relationship, I'd better not interfere." Lu Mingfei racked his brains to politely decline. The fact that the master could say he would give away soul rings meant that he had a Soul Saint behind him, which was really not someone he could afford to offend!

Upon hearing this, the master revealed a smile more terrifying than a vampire's: "It's alright. I've already mentioned it to Xiao San, and he has no objections. In fact, I believe that if two equally matched individuals work together to encourage each other, both will find it easier to climb to the top."

Evenly matched my foot! It's clearly a trap!

Without even thinking about it,

If he agrees, he will most likely become a supply depot blocking the way in StarCraft, his only purpose being to buy time for the units behind him to deal damage.

At that time, he might not only be used as a guinea pig by the master, but also become a stepping stone or even a stepping stone for Tang San.

No, absolutely not!

Calm down! Lu Mingfei! Calm down! Think about it carefully!

"Enough, Master!" Lu Mingfei shouted suddenly.

“I originally thought you were a hero who endured scorn but still stuck to your principles. Tang San became your disciple and treated you like his own father. You didn’t disappoint him and proved the value of your useless spirit to him.” Lu Mingfei turned his back to Grandmaster and his tone suddenly changed to one of utter disappointment. “But I didn’t expect that you would change so much after only a few days back.”

"Tang San is still bringing you food every day and serving you, but now you're going to betray his feelings for you in the blink of an eye. His respect for you is not a reason for you to treat him badly!"

A gust of wind blew in from the library entrance, extinguishing the candlelight in front of him, and the master's expression shifted between light and shadow.

"I am so disappointed in you, Master. Tang San is probably disappointed in you as well."

After speaking, Lu Mingfei turned and walked out of the library without looking back, leaving the master staring into the darkness, questioning the meaning of life.

-

vomit!

"Help! Chen Wenwen, I'm tainted, how could you say such disgusting things?"

Lu Mingfei swore that even when he found half a worm in an apple on Christmas Eve last year, he had never felt this disgusted, as if his soul and body had been defiled.

He regretted it as soon as he left the library. Such disgusting words could easily rank among the top three dark chapters of his seventeen-year history, second only to his using an alternate account to toy with his cousin's feelings.

He made such a huge sacrifice in order to get through customs, to go home, and to see Chen Wenwen again!

"Are you alright?" Wang Sheng stood to the side, somewhat worried. Lu Mingfei had run to the toilet and kept vomiting as soon as he got back, and Wang Sheng thought he was sick. "Should I take you to the medical room to see the teacher?"

As the oldest member of the dormitory, he has been the one to take care of any unexpected members over the years.

"No need, thank you. I'll be fine after I throw up." Lu Mingfei shook his head, rinsed his mouth with water, and staggered back to his dormitory.

Several students gathered around to check on him, and even Xiao Wu brought out some pastries she had bought that afternoon to help him eat.

Actually, this was all just his psychological reaction. He would feel much better after resting for a while. However, just thinking about the scene from tonight still made Lu Mingfei feel a little nauseous. Clearly, enhanced memory is not all a good thing.

-

the next day.

Lu Mingfei didn't get up early to exercise; instead, he stayed in bed a while with the others before heading to the cafeteria. Tang San also came down from the rooftop to join them.

When Lu Mingfei fell asleep last night, Tang San hadn't returned to the dormitory yet, but he noticed that Tang San seemed to be in a very good mood today, almost flying on tiptoe.

Who knows what the master said to him after he went back last night?

Given his heartfelt words yesterday, the master will surely not be targeting him again anytime soon.

However, the master also reminded him that he really needed to resolve the issue of his spirit rings as soon as possible.

These past few days, with so many people and eyes around at the academy, he hasn't dared to fully reveal his suppressed power. He needs to thoroughly understand his own strength in order to develop the most suitable strategy.

The master was right about one thing: even if he had a hard time finding a suitable soul ring during the academy's intensive soul hunting event a few months later.

Even Xiao Chenyu, the son of a city lord, only has a white ten-year soul ring. It would be strange if he were to hunt for a hundred-year soul ring.

Just as Lu Mingfei was drinking porridge and contemplating important matters of life, the school's clock tower suddenly rang loudly.

“It’s an emergency assembly.” As an elder, Wang Sheng knew the academy’s rules.

"What happened?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"I don't know." Wang Sheng shook his head. "I've been here for six years, and the academy has only held one emergency assembly. That time, someone in the academy was fighting a soul battle in private, and someone died."

When everyone arrived at the playground, Director Su announced the school's emergency order.