Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Under the cover of He Caitou's artillery fire, Huo Yuhao and Zhang Mo successfully reunited with Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, along with their companions.

Huo Yuhao's eyes began to glow, and two white ten-year spirit rings appeared behind him, sharing his mental detection with everyone.

Zhang Mo did not intend to reveal too much of his strength under the watchful eyes of the Shrek Academy's higher-ups, so he only summoned the Mirror of Nothingness.

Two yellow and two purple spirit rings appeared behind him.

"Wang Yan, what is Zhang Mo's current soul power level?" Elder Xuan returned to the high platform at some point.

"Zhang Mo didn't say it himself, but it felt like he was at level 43."

"A twelve-level advancement in a year...?" Elder Xuan murmured, then tilted his head back and took a sip of wine.

Wang Yan only realized what was happening after hearing those words. Yes, this wasn't just a Soul Master advancing to a Great Soul Master, but a Soul Venerable advancing to a Soul Grandmaster!

The amount of soul power required for each is vastly different, which reminds Wang Yan of Zhang Mo's words back then: "Actually, I'm also a genius."

"Fourth Soul Skill! Mirror Reflection!"

This is Zhang Mo's fourth soul skill, Wuwang Mirror. Wuwang Mirror swallows all soul skills with ranged attack methods and then returns them to the opponent.

Zhang Mo stood in front of Xu Sanshi, swallowing all the attacks, then turned around, winked at Xu Sanshi, and said, "Sorry, I stole your job."

"Zhang Mo..." Xu Sanshi gritted his teeth, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

Zhang Mo quickly moved around the field again. His fourth soul skill looked incredibly powerful, but it still had a fatal flaw: it had a threshold for absorbing damage.

If this threshold is exceeded, the Mirror of Innocence will shatter and become temporarily unusable.

"Zhang Mo!" Dai Huabin brandished his massive tiger claws, sending a gust of wind through the air, and attacked Zhang Mo!

Zhang Mo stepped back, then snapped his fingers, and the Mirror of Nothingness burst forth with dazzling light.

Dai Huabin quickly covered his eyes. When he opened them again, he found himself and his companions enveloped in Xuan Lao's soul power in mid-air.

"I...I've been eliminated?"

Elder Xuan did not answer his question, but pointed downwards.

Dai Huabin looked in the direction Elder Xuan was pointing, and the ground where he had just been standing was now blackened by the explosion.

Is it... a soul-guided cannonball?

Zhang Mo followed suit, using Huo Yuhao's shared mental detection to roam the battlefield, constantly releasing soul skills to harass the enemy. What awaited them next was He Caitou's soul-guided rays or artillery fire.

"Take this!" A Soul Master with a three-ring sword-wielding martial soul launched an attack on Jiang Nannan's back.

With the shared mental detection, Jiang Nannan naturally knew about the impending attack from behind, but she had just finished dealing with the Soul Master in front of her and had no time to dodge.

"Nan Nan!" Xu Sanshi shouted, trying to warn her, and ran towards her, but it was too late for him.

"Clang!" A sound of metal clashing rang out.

Zhang Mo used the side of the Mirror of Nothingness to block the sword. He tilted the Mirror of Nothingness to make the sword slash downwards, grabbed the Soul Venerable's wrist, and twisted it downwards.

"Ah!" Soul Master cried out in pain and threw his sword to the ground. Jiang Nannan then came to the side, squeezed his legs together, and threw him out of the arena.

A golden ray shot towards the last remaining core disciple on the field. Wherever the golden light passed, the core disciple turned into a golden statue.

It is Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong's Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Golden Road!

There are no other core disciples on the field besides this player.

The crowd suddenly became suspicious and began to look at each other in dismay.

Zhang Mo's gaze accidentally met Bei Bei's, and Bei Bei's lips curled up slightly.

"Oh no! This is bad!" A bead of cold sweat trickled down Zhang Mo's forehead. Knowing Bei Bei as he did, Zhang Mo knew that this kid was up to no good!

Just as tensions were about to rise, Elder Xuan's voice rang out.

"Alright, the assessment is over!" Elder Xuan's figure slowly descended from the sky.

"But Elder Xuan, there's one more person," Zhang Mo asked.

Everyone was tense, ready to proceed at the moment Elder Xuan announced that they would continue.

Huo Yuhao stood there, unsure of what to do.

"Not many. From now on, you will be the next Shrek Seven Devils. The current Shrek Seven Devils' reserve team will participate in the upcoming Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament."

Everyone was shocked but also overjoyed. These were the Shrek Seven Devils! What an honorable title!

Zhang Mo's face was full of confusion. He pointed to himself and asked Elder Xuan, "Me too? Do I have to go too?"

After taking a sip of wine, Elder Xuan said irritably, "Aren't you human? Why don't you count?"

"Are there eight people in the Seven Devils? And I'm the teacher, what about my classes?"

"The competition doesn't specify eligibility requirements, and your age and grade level are just right. How many days of classes have you attended this semester? The vice dean will cover your classes."

"But……"

"Stop arguing!" Zhang Mo tried to argue a few more times, but Elder Xuan wouldn't listen and kicked him in the butt.

Xuan Lao's kick seemed soft and effortless, but it was actually a hidden needle in cotton. Zhang Mo felt like his buttocks were about to split open.

Zhang Mo, feeling the pain, stopped talking. Wang Yan, standing behind Elder Xuan, covered his mouth with both hands and chuckled.

The Shrek Seven Devils actually have eight members. My role is Bai Chenxiang, right?!

"Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong stay; the rest of you may leave now," Elder Xuan announced.

Next, Elder Xuan carefully sensed Huo Yuhao's soul skill and listened to Huo Yuhao's prepared, seemingly flawless, explanation.

This kind of rhetoric made Zhang Mo, who was good at theory, dizzy.

The people of Douluo Continent still have too much hope; in short, mutation is an all-purpose excuse.

Afterwards, Elder Xuan gave Zhang Mo a deep look and left behind a sentence:

"You've taken on a good apprentice; I hope you won't let his talent go to waste."

Then Elder Xuan left with Wang Yan.

Zhang Mo, Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and their group walked out of the Soul Battle Zone and found that Bei Bei and the others had not left but were waiting for them.

Xu Sanshi started a commotion to rank people by size.

"Looks like I don't have to be the senior brother anymore, there's someone older than me here." Bei Bei said to Zhang Mo with a smile.

"Go away, I'm still a teacher. Don't bother with me, I don't know what the academy is thinking." Zhang Mo waved his hand dismissively.

During the conversation, He Caitou expressed his desire to join the Tang Clan.

So Beibei led the group to Tang Ya.

Tang Ya was working at a teahouse in the academy. It was late, and there were few customers in the teahouse, so the arrival of the crowd did not disturb Tang Ya's work.

Tang Ya was naturally very happy when she learned that a level four Soul Master was going to join the Tang Sect.

After all, the decline of the Tang Clan was due to the emergence of soul tools. Perhaps by improving the Tang Clan's hidden weapons through soul tools, the Tang Clan can regain its strength.

Huo Yuhao looked at his master Zhang Mo, who was standing to the side, and asked, "Master, why don't you join the Tang Sect too?"