Chapter 3 The Smart Child
Praying didn't have any effect. Fang Ling's martial spirit was very poor. It was just an ordinary farm sickle, and his soul power was a big bare duck egg.
Considering his skinny body and half of his left calf missing, it would be the worst possible start without a panel.
However, the path of a soul master must be taken.
Until then, he could only find a way to travel thousands of miles to Tiandou City to gamble with Dugu Bo.
Fortunately, the panel appeared in time.
The gray progress bar blooms with a charming glow when the martial soul awakens.
The deep gray is not eye-catching, but to Fang Ling, who is in a difficult situation, it is like the sound of nature suddenly playing in his ears.
It cheered him up instantly.
If there hadn't been so many people just now, we would have almost burst into song.
After waiting for a while, Fang Ling calmed down and began to study his plug-in.
The panel is simple and doesn't give much detail.
There are no soul rings or soul bones, so we don’t care about it for now.
What matters are the pluses, feats and points.
The points were originally one point, which should be the small point after the gray progress bar reaches full.
The gray progress bar is now empty again, growing at an extremely slow rate.
As Fang Ling just added points to his soul power, while his soul power was increased by one, the points column had now become 0 points.
The plus signs on the soul power and martial soul have turned from bright gray to dull.
He recalled this and kept thinking: "Is it one point plus one level?"
Wouldn't it mean that you can become a god directly with a hundred points?
It's a nice idea, but I know it's impossible.
Every time a soul master rises to a level, the required soul power will increase, and it will become more difficult as you advance to the next level.
More likely -
Before you get a soul ring and become a soul master, you add one level to one point.
When he later becomes a soul master, he will naturally be able to confirm this conjecture.
Judging from the information currently available, the progress bar will take a year to fill up, maybe a little.
In other words, you can get one level per year.
Just relying on the automatic growth of points, it will take ten years to become a ring!
I don’t know what will happen next. Faced with the drastic changes in the world, I might die from an inexplicable AOE at some point.
After all, you have to control your own destiny.
In addition to practicing on your own, you must find other ways to add points.
Fang Ling shifted his attention and stared at the expertise column.
The most noteworthy thing is naturally the six characters "Martial Spirit's inherent expertise".
Needless to say, expertise is a type of passive attribute.
Sharpness and tenacity are both Lv1, and Wuhun is also Lv1. It's hard not to associate them with the same level.
As expected, these two items are closely related to the upgrade of the martial soul, and will be upgraded as the martial soul upgrades.
The soul ring will have an impact on the martial soul, and choosing a suitable soul ring may also have an improving effect.
More additions to martial soul expertise should also fall on the soul ring.
Since there are martial arts expertise, are there physical and mental expertise?
Fang Ling guessed that there should be.
In addition to strengthening the martial soul, the soul ring will also strengthen the soul master's body, perhaps bringing physical or mental expertise.
Beyond that, maybe consistent exercise is feasible?
Eating grass jelly should also give you corresponding expertise.
The fire immunity and ice immunity brought by eating the two grasses of ice and fire, what else can this be if it is not an obvious specialty?
Unfortunately, even if Fang Ling knew the plot, he didn't dare to look for it rashly.
Not to mention the current lack of strength, the road is still long.
Just the bad reputation of Dugu Bo, an old poisonous person with an eccentric personality and moodiness, makes people have to take a look at it slowly and not be anxious at all.
Fang Ling was making follow-up plans, and the flow of people outside the door gradually thinned out until they disappeared.
You can still vaguely hear the sound of conversation.
He heard it just now, and he immediately recognized it as the voices of Su Yuntao and Sisi. Su Yuntao said: "Today is not good. There is no better martial spirit. The best one is a bat, but the spirit power is only half a level."
"Although it will eventually develop into a martial spirit that can fly, the level of this spirit power is so low that it is difficult to break through to level ten."
Sisi refuted his words: "But isn't there a so-called "master" in Notting Academy who is half-level innate but has practiced to level 29?"
Because he is famous for his theories and is constantly ridiculed for freeloading, at least in Notting City, Anzi has a certain reputation.
"Master... I am called Yu Xiaogang. Yu is not a simple surname. He may have a big background."
"Don't talk about him. It's just some basic knowledge of soul masters and theories. It's bad luck to hear it."
Su Yuntao and his female companion Sisi stopped communicating and walked in quickly.
He could see Fang Ling sitting indoors in an upright manner, as if someone was threatening him.
It's a bit silly, and somehow makes people feel distressed.
"Master Su."
When Fang Ling saw the person coming, he quickly stood up in shock.
"Well, it's okay, just sit down."
Su Yuntao waved and had a good impression of this well-mannered child.
Although he is a beggar and is lame, he has an inexplicable vitality about him.
There is light in his eyes, his clothes are clean, and he doesn't have a bad smell like other beggars. His temperament is very unique.
He said so, but Fang Ling would definitely not sit down.
Su Yuntao didn't care, and took out a notebook and started recording: "Your name is Fang Ling, right?"
"Yes, I don't have a name, so I named it myself."
"Where did it come from?"
"Of course..."
"Think about it, kid." Su Yuntao interrupted him.
Fang Ling paused. There was no need to interrupt him. There must be a reason for doing this.
What is it?
Work-study student quota!
He vaguely remembered that entering the Soul Master Academy was not something you could just do if you wanted to.
The guards at this Wuhun branch were all envious of Tang San for being able to attend Notting Academy.
Maybe it was just money, but he happened to be a poor beggar and had no money to go to school.
"Did Master Su meet a suitable martial spirit and a child with soul power in the village outside the city this year?"
The awakening of martial arts spirits in the city will be slightly later than in the villages outside. This problem does not seem to be surprising.
"This year is worse than last year. I didn't meet any of them." Su Yuntao was smiling. He was a smart kid.
"I'm from Huangshi Village." Fang Ling thought about the surrounding villages, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"Okay, Fang Ling, from Huangshi Village, six years old, martial soul sickle, innate soul power level one..."
Su Yuntao quickly issued a certificate: "You can use this certificate to register at Notting College and become a work-study student there."
"Thank you, Master Su. I will definitely repay today's kindness in the future."
Fang Ling kept it in mind.
"Haha." Su Yuntao grinned and patted his shoulder, "You don't need to repay me for anything. Practice well and get rid of your status as a beggar."
Fang Ling nodded fiercely and carefully held the certificate in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Go ahead, it's just this one, I can't replace it if I lose it."
Looking at the back of the little lame man running out, Sisi was a little curious: "Why should you help him?"
"Probably he doesn't want to see another beggar appear in the world. He is still very energetic and energetic, and he can be saved."
Gou Liang's family went into the water to persuade prostitutes to be good.
This is an idea that many people have.
Fang Ling's situation is somewhat similar.
Su Yuntao had a good impression of him and didn't want to see him again with this vitality gone and he would still look like a beggar.
(End of chapter)