Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

The martial soul itself is just an ordinary martial soul, but the ratio of its spirit rings and the quality of its spirit skills are exceptionally high.

What the hell is that clone soul skill? It's so rare!

This battle ended much faster than the two times Huo Yuhao had participated.

And that sharp yet calm attack—are you telling me this is a bookish master who spends all his time buried in books?

Are you kidding me!

After watching the match, Master Ma of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy gasped in astonishment and slowly said to his teammates behind him, "For a moment, I don't know whether to say that we underestimated the Grandmaster or the Shrek Academy."

"Or perhaps we underestimated the masters from Shrek."

"About a year and a half ago, Zhang Mo appeared as a dark horse in the Master Cup. Our Sun Moon Empire also tried to win him over. At that time, he was just a Soul Master."

Upon hearing this, the rest area of ​​the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy fell silent.

In less than a year and a half, he went from a Soul Venerable to a Soul Master. If he were outside, he would most likely be called a genius.

But this is the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament, the Royal Soul Master Academy of the Sun Moon Empire. Aren't they all geniuses? Aren't they all outstanding individuals?

In less than a year and a half, you went from Soul Venerable to Soul Sect Master. Anyone here could do that. The key question is why you started cultivating so late, wasting so much of your prime years on theoretical pursuits.

"So why didn't he start cultivating earlier? If he had such talent, perhaps even joining Shrek Academy wouldn't be impossible." Xiao Hongchen asked honestly, a question that was unusual for him.

"What's wrong, brother? Have you started caring about more people?"

A girl with the same white hair and similar appearance as Xiao Hongchen hugged him from behind.

"Let me guess, maybe it's because of the martial spirit?"

"Martial Soul?"

"Yeah, brother. You saw it too, right? That guy's martial soul is a mirror. What an ordinary martial soul."

"Even if he has a talent for cultivation, the mediocrity of his martial soul is something that cannot be changed. So I guess he worked so hard to study the so-called soul master theory after he awakened his martial soul."

"I see... After making achievements in the theoretical field, one then supplements it with one's own cultivation?" Master Ma concluded based on Meng Hongchen's analysis.

"That's right, exactly!" Meng Hongchen said with a smile.

"It's such a pity. If such a talent had been born in my Sun Moon Empire, his achievements might not have been inferior to those of the Hall Master. It's such a waste that he was born in Douluo Continent," Elder Ma sighed.

"What a treacherous fellow," Xiao Hongchen said with a smirk, his voice filled with a sense of unease.

Originally, he didn't believe that the two 100,000-year soul rings behind Huo Yuhao were real, but now he's starting to believe it. If even the teacher is this monstrous, what about the disciple?

On the walls of the Star Luo Empire's imperial city.

The Emperor of the Star Luo Empire was also extremely shocked, but his focus differed from that of the people from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. He exclaimed, "Are the masters from Shrek Academy... really this powerful?"

Zhang Mo was naturally unaware that many people's impressions of him had changed and that discussions had begun.

He silently walked to the edge of the competition field, collected his martial spirit, and restored his soul power.

Soon, another person from Qianling Academy joined the group, Ice Bear An Lengye, who was as famous as Yan Hu Fei Yu Yan.

"Zhang Mo, a contestant from Shrek Academy, do you wish to continue your fight?" the referee asked.

"Lien Chan."

"Alright, both contestants, please come to the stage and prepare to begin the competition."

"Contest--"

"start!!"

With a wave of the referee's hand, the second round of the individual competition began.

Ice Bear An Lengye also practiced the martial soul mimicry technique. After she released her martial soul, a giant bear with a halo and covered in ice armor appeared in front of her.

Her fighting style was very similar to Fei Yuyan's, so she was defeated by Zhang Mo in just a few rounds.

Zhang Mo easily secured his second consecutive victory.

Another round of cheers and exclamations erupted from the stands, with Zhang Mo's fan club being the most excited.

"The third match!"

As the referee announced the name, the captain of Thousand Spirits Academy made his appearance!

Soul King Shen Ce! Martial Soul: Thousand-Pound Spear!

"The match begins!"

Shen Ce summoned his Martial Soul, the Thousand-Pound Spear, which was covered with five Soul Rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and purple.

The Angel Mirror is less offensive than the Rakshasa Mirror, but it excels in its versatility.

Facing a Soul King who was a full soul ring behind him, Zhang Mo no longer deliberately held back his strength.

The four spirit rings behind him shone simultaneously.

A burst of golden light flashed, and Zhang Mo split into two once again.

Both the main body and the clone were covered with a large number of mirror shields, and the field was also dyed golden yellow by the second mutated soul skill.

Holding the mirror sword generated by his first soul skill, both his main body and his clone rushed towards Shen Ce.

A golden mark quickly appeared above Shen Ce's head.

What is this? A soul skill?

But soon, Shen Ce's inner question was answered.

"go!"

Zhang Mo pointed his index and middle fingers at Shen Ce, and he and his clone, the Angel Mirror, began to continuously spew light to create mirror swords that attacked Shen Ce.

Seeing this, Shen Ce immediately stopped and ceased closing the distance with Zhang Mo, the purple soul ring on his gun shining brightly!

"Third Soul Skill, Thousand Shadow Spear!"

Shen Ce held the butt of the spear in his right hand and kept thrusting his Thousand-Pound Spear forward, while his left hand assisted in aiming the spear.

The Thousand-Pound Spear danced in Shen Ce's hands, creating a series of spear shadows and continuously knocking down the Mirror Swords flying towards him.

Damn it, this is so troublesome. Such a soul skill certainly can't be used for long.

Shen Ce continued to shoot down the mirror swords, but several breaths passed and Zhang Mo's mirror swords were still not finished. Moreover, Zhang Mo and his clone had already moved forward.

Zhang Mo and his clone, wielding mirror swords, slashed at Shen Ce.

Shen Ce quickly held his Thousand-Pound Spear horizontally in front of him to block the attacks of the two Zhang Mos. Then he pushed the spear outwards with force, forcing the two Zhang Mos back.

Before he could even catch his breath, Zhang Mo's mirror sword attacked again!

Shen Ce had no choice but to swing his spear again to knock down the flying sword.

As Shen Ce shot down more and more flying swords, he came to understand Zhang Mo's soul skill.

These mirror swords weren't much harder than ordinary mirrors, but if left unattended, they would still be restrained by them. So, that's why!

Shen Ce jumped back a step, and his second spirit ring was attached to the tip of the spear!

The Thousand-Pound Spear shone brightly, and the runes on its body shone brilliantly!

"Second Soul Skill, Thousand-Pound Break!"

"drink!"

As Shen Ce thrust the spear forward with both hands, a powerful spear intent burst forth from the spear, shattering the oncoming mirror swords in one fell swoop.

For the time being, Zhang Mo and his clone Angel Mirror still had some time to create the Mirror Sword.

This was all within Shen Ce's expectations. I shattered your broken mirror flying sword with one blow, and it will take you some time to regenerate it. And this gap!

Shen Ce placed his left hand in front of him and held the Thousand-Pound Spear in his right hand while half-squatting on the ground.

A purple spirit ring was attached to Shen Ce's Thousand-Pound Spear. The purple spirit ring burst out with dazzling light, as if foreshadowing the extraordinary nature of this attack!

Oh no! Zhang Mo could also see that the situation had become slightly more serious.