Chapter 32: The Mystery Of The Five-colored Light
“Hehe! Teacher Zhao, I yield…”
The battle ended, and Ling Mo successfully completed his homework. After all, this is a required lesson for every Douluo traverser! Ling Mo lived up to expectations and finally succeeded.
“Your martial soul is truly strange, kid! What you used just now—was that my martial soul and soul skill?”
Originally bruised and swollen-faced Zhao Wuji quickly recovered his original state under Ling Mo’s treatment.
However… if nothing unexpected happens, he will still get another severe beating tonight.
No reason why! Even if Zhao Wuji didn’t injure Tang San, this severe beating is still unavoidable for him.
Because… Tang Hao has something to instruct. Speaking of which, Tang Hao is a strange person. He clearly has a favor to ask but insists on beating you first before asking.
This unreasonable approach is really hard to accept.
“That’s right! I just used yours, Xiao Wu’s, Dai Mubai’s, and others’ martial souls and soul skills respectively…”
Ling Mo said that at this point, there was no way to hide it! There was nothing worth concealing either. Even if they knew, they couldn’t stop him from stealing.
“What? You can really use our martial souls?”
At this moment, everyone cast surprised gazes. This news was truly too shocking.
Except for Tang San and Xiao Wu, almost everyone was no longer calm.
“That’s right! My martial soul, besides a series of amplification effects, has one even more important point: it can steal any martial souls and soul skills of all people that appear in my line of sight! No matter how powerful your martial soul or soul skill is, as long as it appears in my line of sight, I can steal it…
Moreover, my five-colored light has another effect: after stealing martial souls and soul skills, it will strengthen them!
Therefore, essentially speaking, the martial souls I use, whether in power or intensity, are stronger than your originals…”
Ling Mo explained, and instantly… the doubts in everyone’s hearts were immediately resolved. They now understood all the means Ling Mo had used earlier.
“So that’s how it is! No wonder you could use my martial soul to defeat me…”
At this time, the doubts in Dai Mubai’s heart were finally resolved, and he no longer had the courage to challenge Ling Mo.
What could be more than this? His own talent wasn’t inferior to yours, and even more outrageously, whatever you had, he could use; whatever he had, you didn’t! Fighting against this pervert—you’re dreaming.
“There’s actually this kind of martial soul in the world? Truly a little monster, not bad not bad… It seems this time, Shrek Academy has truly gotten a monster.
Just from the various terrifying perverted abilities you’ve shown now, at the same level, you’re already in an invincible stance.
If this trend continues, in the future continent, there will surely be a place for you! Five-Colored Light Martial Soul, huh? It seems another top-tier martial soul is about to resound across the entire continent and stand above the world…”
Zhao Wuji was already unable to describe his current mood with words; he was completely shocked by Ling Mo’s martial soul.
In fact, Ling Mo hadn’t told him an even more astonishing thing yet, which was his dual pupils.
According to the master’s theory, of Ling Mo’s two martial souls, the dual pupils were the core! And the stealing function also came from the dual pupils.
The current dual pupils, because Ling Mo’s strength was still too weak, many supernatural abilities hadn’t unlocked their taboos.
When Ling Mo slowly grows up, this heaven-defying martial soul will make the entire continent tremble.
The dual pupils are inherently the Emperor’s Path; this is beyond question.
“Kid, can you tell me, what’s the upper limit of your martial soul stealing?”
Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of a question: just now, Ling Mo stole his martial soul and soul skills, and with only level thirty soul power, he unleashed his Martial Soul True Body. This perverted ability was truly too shocking.
What he was more curious about was Ling Mo’s upper limit for stealing martial souls—that is, could he steal Titled Douluo level martial souls?
“Upper limit? There isn’t a specific upper limit for now, but for Titled Douluo level, I’ve basically confirmed I can’t steal them! As for Soul Douluo, I haven’t tried yet…”
Ling Mo suddenly remembered that six years ago at Tang San’s house, he almost died from backlash. Thinking about it still made him fearful.
“Too much! I can’t listen anymore. This kid is just a pervert…”
Suddenly, a person rushed out from the side—it was Oscar. He walked over with a bruised and swollen face, expressing great dissatisfaction.
Why? Same people, why is he so awesome while I have nothing but a sausage?
“Oscar? Perfect timing, give me a few recovery sausages…”
Just right, Ling Mo’s soul power was depleted, and his mental state was very poor.
Although the Five-Colored Divine Light had treatment effects, it didn’t have soul power recovery effects.
Oscar casually tossed over two sausages. Ling Mo caught them smoothly and ate them while saying: “Anyway! I won’t explain the specifics, to avoid hitting you too hard! You just need to know I’m awesome…”
“Pah, shameless rogue! No wonder you steal and cheat everywhere playing rogue—it turns out it’s built into the martial soul…” Ning Rongrong couldn’t help but mock.
“Why are you yelling? You flat-chested little girl, back in the day, someone like you could be kicked flying dozens of meters with one kick…”
“What did you say? Dare to say I’m flat-chested? I’ll fight you…”
Speech startling without cease; as soon as this topic came up, Ning Rongrong instantly lost control of her emotions.
She wished she could rush over immediately, but thinking of the many people beside her, she held back.
“Hmph, just you wait! We’ll settle this account sooner or later…”
Fuming with anger but helpless, knowing she couldn’t beat Ling Mo, to avoid being taken advantage of in public, Ning Rongrong chose to endure.
This guy is just like that—the angrier you get, the more excited he becomes! You hit him, and he takes advantage of you. Worst of all, you can’t even beat him.
“Tch! Little girl, your family’s billions in assets will eventually be mine…”
Ling Mo said disdainfully, suddenly feeling a chill on his back as a pair of eyes stared at him.
Right, it was Zhu Zhuqing! She suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
“Miscalculated! This girl has a strong possessiveness. Looks like I can’t tease little girls in front of her anymore, or there’ll be trouble…”
Thinking of last night’s thrilling ordeal, Ling Mo felt a pang of pain! Clearly, he already had psychological trauma.
Zhu Zhuqing was different from Ning Rongrong; she rarely spoke and kept everything in her heart, but when she exploded, you’d know you were wrong.
Last night’s Ling Mo was a perfect lesson.
Seeing this group starting to make a fuss, Zhao Wuji thought that as an old person, he couldn’t quite fit into this circle, although he still had many doubts to ask.
But thinking that Ling Mo had already entered Shrek Academy, he would have plenty of time next to research his martial soul, so he felt relieved.
He only said: “Alright! Little monsters, congratulations, you’ve successfully passed the assessment! From today, you’re members of Shrek Academy.
Mu Bai, I’ll leave this to you. Arrange dormitories for the junior brothers and sisters, and explain the academy rules and precepts…”
After speaking, Zhao Wuji dragged his heavy body away. He never imagined that outside the academy, a pair of eyes had already locked onto him.
Poor old Zhao, always getting beaten in Douluo!
Beat the young ones, then the old ones! After the old ones, still get pummeled by the Titan Giant Ape—well-deserved as Douluo’s number one most pitiable person.
