Chapter 115: The Herrscher, the selection competition begins.
"Selections? I understand. Win the top seven, so that your mission can continue."
"Huh? Herrscher core swap? Xiao Eclipse, you can really speak. ...Well, let me think about it.”
Close the communication from Xibao, Lu Xueling continued to watch Meng Hongchen trying on the Valkyrie Chariot.
"Xiaomeng has been insisting for three hours...Mr. Lu." Jing Hongchen loves Sun very much and thinks it's almost enough.
Lu Xueling did not embarrass him too much and waved his hand to indicate that the test had passed successfully.
"According to the rules, from now on, Meng Hongchen, this tank armor is yours, use it well."
The armor pops up automatically, and Meng Hongchen staggers out. At the testing site, Jing Hongchen had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly went to support his granddaughter. He accidentally pinched her arms, causing Meng Hongchen to moan in pain.
"What, what's wrong, Xiaomeng?!"
Meng Hongchen gasped for air and said intermittently: "Grandpa...my hands seem to be dislocated..."
Lu Xueling held his forehead and sighed: "Hey, why are the physical fitness of each of your soul masters in the Sun and Moon Empire so poor? Is it because they took too many medicines?"
Jing Hongchen shook his head helplessly: " I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, but this is indeed a common problem in our Sun and Moon Empire, but Youlan...oh no, how come Gu Youyue is so good at using it?"
After the Silver Dragon King came, The name Youlan used by Rui Shou was naturally changed on the student roster. Although Jing Hongchen didn't know why the little girl wanted to change her name, she still respected other people's wishes.
Lu Xueling rolled his eyes: "Don't even look at my martial soul, Golden Dragon. I dare say that even if she doesn't wear the Valkyrie armor, she can fight across a large realm among soul masters. Luo Luofeng. Besides, she’s not like your soul master who takes drugs every day.”
Then he ignored Jing Hongchen, took the armor of the tank, clicked on the core device on the back, and took out a piece of dark blue. small scraps.
"Your health is not good, but Meng Hongchen, your will is good."
Meng Hongchen looked at the thumb-sized crystal in Lu Xueling's hand with curiosity, and asked: "Deputy Hall Master , this is... what? "
Lu Xueling just chuckled and played with the crystal. His expression seemed to have thought of something fun: "Meng Hongchen, do you like driving motorcycles? "
"Motorcycle?" Meng Hongchen was confused. She couldn't keep up with the deputy hall leader's thinking.
Jing Hongchen coughed at this time: "Mr. Lu...Xiaomeng doesn't have a driver's license yet..."
"Ah...it's okay, as long as you like it."
Lu Xueling remembered the idea that Herrscher of Corrosion had just mentioned to him: Herrscher core swap.
This is something worth trying.
Right now, Meng Hongchen, who has withstood a small part of the Herrscher's core energy but did not lose his mind and became a dead soldier, is a suitable experimental subject.
Of course, Lu Xueling will still ensure her personal safety during this process. At least he is more conscientious than a certain dog-to-be bishop, and he will not take other people's lives at every turn.
As for the core of the Herrscher of Death, Lu Xueling left it to Xilin for the time being.
After stuffing the fragments back into the armor of the tank, Lu Xueling gave Meng Hongchen another pie: "Come to train in the tank every day from now on. I predict that after a week at most, if you can still persist, If you come down..."
"Meng Hongchen, I guarantee that you will become a law-like person."
"A law-like person...?"
[Dou. A native of Luo Xing, the soul master Meng Hongchen has a loyalty level of 10%. 】
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No one knows how the core disciple selection competition is conducted. But for every core disciple, this is a test that cannot be escaped. Fortunately, there is no punishment in this assessment. Ding Lingling——
The bell rang, and the day’s classes were over. The students in Class 1, Grade 2 also relaxed with relief.
Wang Yan sorted out his teaching plan and said loudly: "All core disciples, stay here and come with me to the Soul Fighting Area later."
Coming. Most of the core disciples were refreshed. They knew that the trials were about to begin.
However, unlike what they imagined, the assessment did not occupy their class time, but was conducted after school in the afternoon.
There are a total of 12 core disciples in the second grade. Under the leadership of three teachers, they left the teaching building and came to the soul fighting area.
After waiting for a while, Qianmu Qianfei saw a few more familiar faces.
Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan appeared in sight one after another. They were all core disciples in the fifth grade.
There is another person who stands out among the students whose average height is only 1.7 meters.
Extremely tall, two meters tall, with exaggeratedly broad shoulders. His upper body was bare, revealing dark muscles, and his head was barren. Compared with ordinary people, he was much darker. He looked honest and honest.
Looking at the standards on the school uniform, he should be a core disciple from the Soul Guidance Department.
With the arrival of core disciples from other grades, the total number of people finally settled on the number 27.
A staggering old man in the distance happened to come over. Looking at his shaky steps, it seemed that he might fall down at any time.
That's right, Chicken Leg Douluo is here again.
Xuanzi wandered up to the group of students, raised his head with drunken eyes and shouted: "Xiao Wang."
"Xuan Lao." Wang Yan hurried forward, Salute respectfully.
"Are you here?"
Wang Yan replied: "We are all here. There are 26 core disciples from the martial soul department from the second to fifth grade. Only the soul guidance department is here. 1 person.”
"Gulu~ Let's go in then." As he said that, Xuanzi took another sip of wine and turned around unsteadily into the spirit fighting area.
I didn’t stop until I reached the center of the Soul Fighting Area. The core disciples also stood still under the leadership of their teachers.
Xuanzi turned around, first took one more look at Qian Mu and Qian Fei, and then said angrily: "Listen up, you little guys. The content of the core disciple assessment you will accept next is very simple. I don't care. It's called a collective brawl."
"You can attack as you like within the spirit fighting area. There are no rules if you surrender or are rescued. There are only seven people left. Okay, teachers, let’s start.”
“Huh?” >
Hearing what Elder Xuan said, the students couldn't help but widen their eyes and looked at each other in confusion. They have never seen this kind of assessment method before.
Twenty-seven people, and everyone’s cultivation and expertise are different. What can be tested in such a chaotic fight?
But at this time, Qian Mu raised his hand, "Let me confirm, are there really no rules?"
Xuanzi took a bite of the chicken leg and nodded silently.
“Oh~” Xibao and Xueer said in unison.
(End of this chapter)