Chapter 32 The Mystery of Five Colors of Light

"Hehe! Teacher Zhao, I accept..."

The battle ended and Ling Mo successfully completed his homework. After all, this is a necessary homework for every Douluo traveler! Lingmo lived up to expectations and finally succeeded.

"Your martial spirit is really weird! What you used just now were my martial spirit and soul skills?"

Zhao Wuji, who was originally suffering from a bruise and swollen face, quickly returned to his original state under Ling Mo's treatment.

But... if nothing else happens, he will be beaten again tonight.

No reason! Even if Zhao Wuji didn't hurt Tang San, his severe beating would still be inevitable.

Because... Tang Hao has something to explain. It turns out that Tang Hao is a weirdo. He obviously wants something from others, but he wants to beat you before begging you.

This unreasonable approach is really unacceptable.

"That's right! I just used your, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and other martial spirits and soul skills..."

Ling Mo said, at this point, I can no longer hide it! There was nothing to hide, even if they knew, they couldn't stop themselves from stealing.

"What? Can you really use our martial arts?"

At this moment, everyone looked at him in surprise. This news was really shocking.

Except for Tang San and Xiao Wu, almost everyone was not calm anymore.

"That's right! In addition to a series of amplifying effects, my martial soul also has a more important point, that is, it can steal the martial souls and soul skills of anyone who appears in my sight! No matter your martial arts Soul, no matter how powerful the soul skill is, as long as it appears in my sight, I can steal it...

Moreover, my five-color light also has another function, that is, after stealing martial arts and soul skills, they will be strengthened!

Therefore, in essence, the martial spirit I used is stronger than your original one in terms of power and strength..."

Ling Mo explained, and instantly...the doubts in everyone's hearts were suddenly cleared, and they all understood the methods Ling Mo used before.

"So that's it! No wonder you can defeat me with my martial spirit..."

At this time, the doubts in Dai Mubai's heart were finally solved, and he no longer had the courage to challenge Ling Mo.

What else is this? Their own talents are not inferior to yours, but what’s more, they can use what they have, but what they have, you don’t! You'd be damned if you were to fight against this kind of pervert.

"Is there such a martial spirit in the world? It's really a little monster, not bad... It seems that this time, there is a real monster in our Shrek Academy.

Judging from the various terrifying and perverted abilities you have displayed now, at the same level, you can already be in an invincible posture.

If this trend develops, your place will definitely be indispensable in the future continent! Five-color light martial soul? It seems that another top-level martial spirit is about to spread throughout the continent and gain a foothold in the world..."

Zhao Wuji could no longer describe his mood at this time in words, he was completely shocked by Ling Mo's martial spirit.

In fact, Ling Mo hadn't told him something even more astonishing, which was his double pupils.

According to the master's theory, the core of Lingmo's two martial spirits is the double pupil! The stealing function also comes from the double pupil.

The current Chongtong, because Ling Mo's strength is still too weak, many magical powers have not unlocked the taboos.

When Ling Mo slowly grows up, this heaven-defying martial spirit will make the entire continent tremble.

There is no doubt that having double pupils is the path of the emperor.

"Child, can you tell me, what is the upper limit of your martial soul stealing?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of a problem, that is, just now, Ling Mo stole his martial soul and soul skills, and used only level 30 soul power to display his martial soul's true form. This kind of abnormal ability is too Too shocking.

What he was more curious about was what was the upper limit of the martial souls that Ling Mo could steal. In other words, could he steal a titled Douluo-level martial soul?

"The upper limit? There is no specific upper limit for the moment, but I'm basically sure that I can't steal the Titled Douluo level! As for the Contra, I haven't tried it yet..."

Ling Mo suddenly remembered that he was almost killed by the backlash at Tang San's house six years ago, and he felt scared just thinking about it.

"It's too much! I can't stand listening to it anymore. This guy is just a pervert..."

Suddenly a person rushed out from the side, it was Oscar. He was walking towards him with a bruised nose and face, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Why? We are all human beings, so why do we have nothing but a sausage when others are so awesome?

"Oscar? You're here just in time. Give me some recovery sausages..."

It just so happened that the soul power in Ling Mo's body was exhausted and her mental state was very bad.

Although the five-color divine light has a healing effect, it has no effect on restoring soul power.

Oscar threw two sausages over casually, and Lingmo took them easily, saying while eating: "Anyway! I won't tell you the specifics, so as not to shock you too much! All you need to know is that I am awesome. Just approve it..."

"Bah, shameless gangster! No wonder he goes around sneaking around and acting like a gangster. Emotions are inherent in martial arts..." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"You're called Mao! You're a flat-chested little girl. Just in the past, you could be kicked dozens of meters away with a kick like this..."

"What did you say? You dare to say that I have flat chest? I will fight with you..."

The words were not surprising, but Ning Rongrong couldn't control his emotions when he mentioned this matter.

I wanted to kill him right away, but when I thought there were so many people around me, I held back.

"Hmph, just wait! Sooner or later we have to settle an account..."

She was indignant, but she knew she couldn't beat Lingmo. In order to avoid being taken advantage of in public, Ning Rongrong chose to hold back.

This guy is like this. The angrier you are, the more excited he is! If you hit him, he will take advantage of you. The worst thing is that you can't beat him.

"Tsk! Little girl, your family's billions of assets will belong to me sooner or later..."

Lingmo said disdainfully, and suddenly found that her back was cold, and a pair of eyes were staring at him.

That's right, it was Zhu Zhuqing! She suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"It's a mistake! This girl has a strong possessiveness. It seems that I can't tease the little girl in front of her in the future, otherwise something will happen..."

Thinking of the thrilling ordeal last night, Lingmo felt a pain in her body! Obviously, she already had a psychological shadow.

Zhu Zhuqing is different from Ning Rongrong. She rarely speaks and keeps everything in her heart, but when she gets angry, you know you are wrong.

Lingmo last night was a good lesson.

Zhao Wuji saw that this group of people were getting noisy, and thought that the elderly could not fit into this circle, although he still had many questions to ask.

But when he thought that Lingmo had already entered Shrek Academy, he would have a lot of time to study his martial spirit, so he felt relieved.

He just said: "Okay! Little monsters, congratulations, you have successfully passed the assessment! From today on, you are a member of Shrek Academy.

Mu Bai, this is up to you. Arrange dormitories for the younger students, and explain the school rules and mottos..."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji dragged his heavy body away. He never thought that outside the academy, a pair of eyes had already stared at him.

Poor old Zhao, he was beaten every day in Douluo!

After the younger one beat the older one! After the older one was beaten, he was beaten by the Titan Giant Ape. He deserved the title of the first poor man in Douluo.