People are playing with luck in Douluo, and Zhu Zhuqing is intercepted at the beginning

Chapter 38 The third ring of ten thousand years!
Davis paused and said with a smile: "Zhuyun, you should also release your martial spirit."

Zhu Zhuyun nodded, and then released her Nether Civet Spirit.

Under his feet, two circles of yellow soul rings rose up, and Zhu Zhuyun's slightly soft voice also sounded:
"Zhu Zhuyun, martial spirit ghost cat, level 29 agility attack spirit master."

Davis also went on to say:

"Davis, White Tiger of Martial Spirit, Level 31 Attack-type War Spirit Master!"

Reciprocating martial soul strength is the basic etiquette on the soul fighting stage.

After telling him his soul power level, Davis looked at Dai Xiyu's expression.

Unfortunately, Dai Xiyu's face did not show the panic he imagined.

He was still calm and composed, as if he was not standing on the soul-fighting stage, but leisurely having afternoon tea at the dining table at home.

This discovery made Davis frown and feel confused.

He didn't understand why Dai Xiyu could still be so calm.

Suppressing a trace of annoyance in his heart, Davis' smile faded and he said in a deep voice: "Xiyu, you should also report your soul power, right?"

Dai Xiyu raised the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing understood and took the lead in speaking:
"Zhu Zhuqing, an eleventh-level agility-attack war spirit master."

After Zhu Zhuqing finished speaking, Dai Xiyu smiled lightly and released his martial spirit.

"Dai Xiyu, Martial Spirit White Tiger, Level 36 Attack System Spirit Master."

The phantom of the white tiger condensed behind him, and three circles of soul rings circled and swayed under his feet.

Yellow, purple, black!

Third Ring, Soul Master, the third soul ring in ten thousand years!

Immediately, there was an uproar!
Even Emperor Xingluo stood up in shock.

Nine years old and thirty levels, what is this concept?
Unprecedented!

In the entire history of Douluo Continent, I'm afraid there has never been a soul master who could reach level [-] at the age of nine.

Moreover, if you heard me right, Dai Xiyu said just now that his level is level 36.

Nine years old, level 36!
Even Yin Zongfong, whose strength was as high as level 96, showed a shocked look.

Qiang Ruyin worshiped him, and when he was nine years old, he was still less than level [-].

And, no one has forgotten.

Dai Xiyu half a year ago was only at level seven!
To be more precise, just half a month ago, Dai Xiyu was only at level 20.

In other words, in half a month, Dai Xiyu was promoted to ten levels in a row!
However, soul power is not the most outrageous thing.

The third soul ring, which was as black as ink, was the most frightening.

The third soul ring, most soul masters can only absorb a 1000-year-old soul ring.

But Dai Xiyu actually broke through the physical limitations of soul masters in the past and absorbed the third soul ring for ten thousand years.

Level 36 soul power, ten thousand year soul ring.

At Dai Xiyu's age, having one of these is a rare existence in the world.

And Dai Xiyu has both, what kind of monster is he?

However, among the nobles present, there are also well-informed and powerful people.

For example, Yin Zongfeng and Xingluo Emperor.

They also thought of a possibility, that is, Dai Xiyu's soul power should be affected by the soul ring.

The thousand-year soul rings and ten-thousand-year soul rings that exceeded the limit of absorption also brought a great improvement to Dai Xiyu's soul power.

Because of this, Dai Xiyu reached the terrifying level of level 36 at the age of nine.

Emperor Xingluo came to his senses and slowly sat back on the throne.

He could already predict what kind of prosperity Dai Xiyu would bring to the Star Luo Empire after he became the next generation of Star Luo Emperor.

A hundred years from now, maybe a level 99 peerless Douluo will appear in the Star Luo Empire.

However, it is too early to think about these.

If it dies halfway, then the genius is no longer a genius.Even if Dai Xiyu has excellent talent, Emperor Xingluo will not change his principles because of this.

Dai Xiyu can still only rely on himself.

Win the throne by yourself, survive by yourself, and become an extremely strong man by yourself.

Emperor Xingluo has always believed that only those who emerge from hardship are truly strong.

One does not become truly powerful within the protection of a vase and honeypot.

At this time, the most horrified person was undoubtedly Davis, his opponent.

Looking at the dark third soul ring, Davis simply felt that his world view had been severely impacted. He wondered if he was dreaming now and whether everything in front of him was real.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said in a low voice:
"How is it possible, Dai Xiyu, how is it possible that you have a ten-thousand-year soul ring!"

"Fake, it must be fake!"

He could no longer maintain the bottleneck and roared hysterically, his face turned red, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Dai Xiyu still looked indifferent, as if looking at a clown, looking at him with Davis's familiar condescending eyes.

He spoke slowly and said:

"Are you surprised? I think it's normal. As long as you work hard enough and have a little luck, anyone can do it."

"I was just lucky. When I was hunting soul beasts, I happened to encounter a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that was on the verge of death."

"When I absorbed the soul ring, I was still lucky and didn't die in the Star Forest, that's all."

What Dai Xiyu said was all made up, with a little bit of Versailles thrown in.

However, no one present could question what he said.

The pitch-black third soul ring of ten thousand years was placed right in front of his eyes, which was enough to offset any doubts.

Davis was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, roaring crazily:

"Fart! If my hard work could have such an effect, I would already be at level [-]!"

Dai Xiyu asked without hesitation:
"Otherwise? Who do you think has the seventh level of innate soul power, and who only has the second level of innate soul power?"

"When you have time, look for your own reasons. Has your soul power increased over the years? Have you practiced hard?"

This sentence immediately caused everyone present who was less than level [-] to break their defense.

However, even so, no one could refute a word.

Dai Xiyu's innate soul power and current strength are all there.

Who dares to say that Dai Xiyu's current achievements are just because of his high talent?
Who dares to say that Dai Xiyu is just luckier?
Everyone present, as long as they are willing, can ask their parents to help them obtain a thousand-year soul ring as a second soul ring.

However, everyone across the continent knows it.

Absorbing a thousand-year soul ring at level [-] almost meant a narrow escape.

Therefore, no one dares to gamble, let alone wants to gamble.

Compared with that tiny miracle, life is the most important thing.

From here we can also see how much Dai Xiyu paid when he absorbed the thousand-year second ring and the ten-thousand-year third ring.

But when Dai Xiyu finished saying this, he looked at Dai Mubai.

Sure enough, Dai Mubai's veins popped up on his forehead, his face turned red, and he almost wanted to rush up to the stage and bite Dai Xiyu into pieces with his teeth.

The age difference between Dai Mubai and Dai Xiyu is only one month, and in terms of talent, Dai Mubai is countless times higher than Dai Xiyu.

But even with such a gap, Dai Mubai's soul power was nearly twenty levels lower than Dai Xiyu's.

When Dai Xiyu said that, it was nothing more than a crazy slap on Dai Mubai's face.

He usually claims to be hardworking, but behind his back he calls Dai Xiyu a loser.

In the end, the real loser who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun is Dai Mubai himself.

As expected.

After the words that deliberately satirized Dai Mubai were spoken, a prompt appeared again in the upper left corner of Dai Xiyu's sight.

(End of this chapter)