My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 46 You piece of trash, what do you have to fight me with?

Under the intense gaze of the entire class, Su Yun leisurely walked onto the podium.

His aura and demeanor make him look more like a leader inspecting work than a student taking a test.

"call"

He sat down on the mat, imitating the teacher by crossing his legs. While his movements weren't exactly perfect, they certainly looked cool.

This was his first time trying out the cultivation system of this world.

To be honest, he was quite curious about his own origins in this fantasy world.

Is he the chosen one?

Or is he a god of another plane?

"Let's begin."

Su Yun closed his eyes and silently recited the simple mantra in his mind.

Empty your mind — sense the light spot — guide the entry —

At this very moment, at the Earth Joint Command Center.

"Attention all units!"

Lei's voice was low but tense, "The target has entered a meditative state. Everyone remain silent and record all data!"

Dozens of top experts with gray hair looked like a group of old men waiting for the lottery results, pressing their faces against the screen, barely daring to breathe.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Three minutes have passed.

On the podium, Su Yun maintained his cool posture.

However, in Teacher Li's perception, the situation became somewhat different—

awkward.

The area around Su Yun was like a stagnant pool.

It's not that he can't absorb it; the primordial energy of heaven and earth is indeed seeping into his body little by little.

But it was all done in a routine, without any passion.

They went in, they were transformed, but that's about it.

Behind his sunglasses, Su Yun's brows furrowed slightly.

He didn't panic because of his mediocrity; instead, he fell into deep thought.

Not right.

It can be absorbed, but this feeling—

It's too raw.

He always felt like he was missing a key.

A core key that can truly utilize this boundless energy.

Su Yun fell into deep thought.

The expectation on Teacher Li's face gradually melted away, eventually turning into a pool of helpless bitterness.

He reached out his hand, persistently sensing around Su Yun.

Ultimately, he had to face this cruel and appalling reality.

Teacher Li opened her mouth, her voice dry.

—————One time.

Seeing Su Yun's silence, Teacher Li, fearing he might hurt the genius's pride, quickly added, trying to salvage the situation: "In other words—standard speed. While not as astonishing as the previous two, it excels in—uh, in its stability!"

Yes, calm and composed! Being patient and unhurried is a state of mind in itself!

Seemingly finding this consolation too weak, Teacher Li gritted his teeth and forced a glimmer of hope: "Besides! Although your cultivation is a bit slow, with your innate full soul power, as long as you're willing to put in the hard work and persevere for a few decades, you still have a chance to reach level 40 in this lifetime!"

"In Nottingham, level 40 is practically a super-powerful figure! Enough to live off for a lifetime!"

But this weak explanation seems inadequate compared to the shocking figures of fifteen and twenty times.

The entire room fell silent.

This deathly silence lasted for about five seconds, and then—

boom!

The previously suppressed doubts and ridicule suddenly rebounded and erupted.

"Pfft—did I hear that right? Double?"

Several noblemen in the back row who had always disliked Su Yun were now laughing so hard they were doubled over, as if they had found some huge dirt on him.

"So it turns out it was just a showpiece after all?"

"That's hilarious! I thought he was some kind of tough guy, but he's all show and no substance! His arrogant gait just now is a stark contrast to his current performance!"

"Boss Su? Heh heh, I think it's more like 'Last Su'! With that kind of talent, he's just destined to be an ordinary person!"

Although they themselves might not even achieve 0.8 times the power through cultivation, that doesn't stop them from standing on the high ground and mocking a fallen genius to the extreme.

It's as if by dragging geniuses into the mire, they can appear more noble.

However, the shrill laughter lasted less than two seconds before it was abruptly interrupted by a sharp shout.

"Shut up, all of you!!"

boom!

With a loud crash, the solid wood desk was almost smashed.

Xiao Wu suddenly stood up, her long ears and hair clips standing straight up, her big eyes flashing with a fierce light as she stared intently at the group of people laughing the loudest in the back row.

"Let's see who dares to utter another word!"

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, how dare you laugh at Boss Su? Believe me, I'll come over right now and pull all your teeth out!"

Xiao Wu was really angry.

In her simple worldview, Su Yun gave her carrots to eat and helped her comb her hair, so he was one of her own.

Anyone who dares to bully our own people, we'll beat them until they submit!

At the same time, a bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped the entire classroom.

Tang San slowly turned around.

His face no longer held its usual gentleness; instead, it bore a chilling indifference.

He spoke in a chillingly calm tone, saying casually, "How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"

"Even when a lion is dozing, it is still a lion. But no matter how loudly a fly buzzes, it is still just a fly that can be swatted and killed."

Tang San scanned the area, and wherever his gaze fell, the noble students felt a chill run down their spines and instinctively shrank back.

"Even at double the standard speed, with Brother Su's innate full soul power, it is still an end that you can never reach in your lifetime."

"If I hear another disrespectful word about Brother Su—"

Tang San tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a crisp "tap" sound.

"You will bear the consequences."

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

The once arrogant and domineering noble children were terrified by the combined attack of these two monsters who had just broken the academy record. Their faces turned red, but they didn't dare to utter a single word.

Just then, from the back corner, came a burst of extremely piercing laughter, as if someone who had been constipated for three days had finally relieved themselves.

"Pfft, hahaha! Hahahaha!"

Rob suddenly stood up from his seat, his face jiggling from the sudden movement.

"I knew it! I knew God was fair!"

"What innate full soul power? Turns out he's just a useless good-for-nothing with no charisma!"

Ignoring Tang San's suddenly clenched fist and Xiao Wu's almost fiery gaze, Luo Bu, like a nouveau riche who had just won the lottery, pushed aside the students blocking his way and strode toward the podium.

At that moment, all he could see was Su Yun, sitting on the mat, making a fool of herself.

As he passed by Su Yun, he deliberately straightened his back, pointed his nose at Su Yun, and had a smug look on his face.

"Su, please move aside. This kind of high-level game isn't suitable for a mortal like you."

"Teacher, I want to demonstrate too! As a third-year student, I have an obligation to show my juniors what true talent is!"

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Teacher Li frowned: "Luo Bu, you—"

"Just you wait and see!"

Rob ignored the teacher's attempts to stop him, sat down on the mat next to him, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

He had prepared his trump card for this moment, to regain the face he lost yesterday!

"Martial Soul, emerge!"

With a low shout, a flash of white light appeared.

Under the strange gazes of the entire class, a weapon appeared out of thin air in Rob's hand—

Dewy, fair, and with a few whiskers attached —

Big white radish.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of laughter, even louder than before, erupted from the audience.

"Boss Luo, are you hungry and about to cook something?"

"This is all the substance you have? That's hilarious!"

"Shut up! A bunch of ignorant bumpkins!"

Rob roared in fury, his face turning a deep purplish-red, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

A white spirit ring rose up from beneath his feet.

"First Soul Skill: Radish Chapter!"

With a loud shout from Rob, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Red veins actually appeared at the bottom of the large white radish in his hand!

This is precisely Rob's special ability, which is ridiculed by countless people as a useless martial soul: imprinting and copying!

Its first soul skill has no offensive power and cannot even be eaten.

Its only function is to stamp this radish seal on the target, which will copy the target's current state and store it in the seal.

Then cover yourself up again, and you can force yourself into that state!

"I went to great lengths to beat you—"

Rob smiled sinisterly, raising the carrot in his hand, his eyes revealing a madness.

Yesterday, he made a special trip to find the chef in his family whose hair possessed martial arts skills.

He secretly stamped the chef's back hard, replicating the state where he could be remotely controlled by the mouse!

"Snapped!"

Amidst everyone's shocked and bewildered gazes, Rob raised the large radish and slammed it down hard on his forehead!

"Change for me!"

A beam of red light instantly entered his brow.

At the same time, he reached into his large school uniform pocket, pulled out the mouse, and threw it on his head.

"Mouse! Ready!"

The mouse did a somersault in the air and landed skillfully on Rob's shiny, oily head.

Its two front paws suddenly stretched out and grabbed two tufts of hair on Luo Bu's head.

The whole class was stunned.

What the hell is this supposed to do?

With a radish mark on its head and a rat riding on its back —

Is this what they call a third-year student showcasing their abilities?

"Rat! Train hard!"

As Rob let out a shrill roar, the rat that was originally above his head suddenly seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and its eyes flashed with a strange red light.

"Squeak squeak squeak! (Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!)"

"Ughhhhh!!"

Rob let out a scream that sounded inhuman.

His mind was forced to open up, and his body control was completely taken over by the rat.

Even though his body was protesting, even though his meridians were screaming, he couldn't stop.

In order to forcibly squeeze soul power out of the air, the rat even bit down hard on Rob's Baihui acupoint to stimulate his nerve excitation.

collapse!

collapse!

That was the sound of veins bulging on Rob's forehead.

His facial muscles began to twitch violently, and his features were completely displaced due to pain.

His left eyelid twitched wildly, his mouth was crooked all the way to his ear, and he was like a broken puppet, mechanically and stiffly posing in a twisted cultivation posture under the control of the mouse.

"Breathe—exhale—inhale—"

With each breath Rob took, two streams of blood mist would spray from his nostrils.

Then, the corners of the eyes, ears, and mouth—

Fresh blood began to seep out uncontrollably.

Blood is flowing from all seven orifices!

This is hardly meditation.

This is clearly self-harm!

"This, this—"

Teacher Li was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she dropped the iron ruler in her hand to the ground.

"Rob! Stop! It's just meditation! No need to risk your life!"

But at this moment, Rob's consciousness had already been locked by that soul skill, and his body was just a toy for the rat, so he couldn't hear any sounds from the outside world.

He had only one thought in his mind right now—

suck!

Suck it!

Even if it means exploding my lungs, I will still absorb the soul power!

Amidst the terrified screams of the girls in the class, the originally sparse points of soul power around Rob finally began to become slightly denser under this almost self-destructive pressure.

As if they were being kidnapped, they were reluctantly and intermittently pulled into Rob's body.

Teacher Li reached out her hand tremblingly, sensing the data that had been obtained at the cost of her life.

"One point ————— One two ———"

The mouse grabbed Rob's scalp again, pulling off a clump of bloody hair.

Rob shuddered violently and spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his soul power flow instantly reaching its peak!

Teacher Li's eyelids twitched violently as she announced the number: "1.26 times!!!"

puff--!

As soon as he finished speaking, Rob seemed to have his spine removed, and his stubbornness vanished instantly.

He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, vomiting a mouthful of blood that horribly stained the meditation mat in front of him.

But he did not faint.

The guy tried to stand up several times, supporting himself with trembling arms, but couldn't manage it.

Finally, he lay on the ground like a dog with its spine broken, in the pool of blood he had coughed up, and struggled to lift his grotesque face, which was no longer recognizable as human and was gushing blood from all seven orifices.

From his blood-filled throat, he forced out broken, maniacal laughter, each laugh accompanied by a gush of bloody foam: "Cough cough—cough vomit! Look—see that! Open your dog eyes wide and see clearly!!"

"One and a half times!! That's a difference of 0.26! It's an insurmountable chasm!!"

Rob laughed maniacally while vomiting large amounts of blood. His pupils were dilating due to excessive blood loss, and his vision was turning black in waves, making it impossible for him to even see Su Yun's face clearly. But this did not diminish his twisted pleasure at that moment.

"Su Yun—you piece of trash who can only pretend—you've lost!! You've lost completely!!"

He extended a trembling, blood-stained finger and pointed it at Su Yun's nose from a distance, his voice hoarse to the extreme: "Hahaha! What bullshit innate full soul power? In front of my talent, it's nothing but a fart! I can easily be a hundred times stronger than a piece of trash like you who's stuck in the same place!"

"This is the foundation of a third-year student! This is a peak you can never surpass! What do you have to fight me with? Your cool-looking face? Huh?! Speak up, you piece of trash! Hahaha—cough cough cough vomit!!"

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