Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 17 Four Assessment Levels

The boys and girls in front of Wang Xiaofeng were eliminated one by one, and he saw the process clearly. According to his observations, a small number of people were eliminated as soon as they touched their hands, while most people were eliminated after releasing their martial spirits.

So touching your hands should be to detect your age, and releasing your martial soul is to check your realm.

Soon it was Wang Xiaofeng's turn. He put the ten gold soul coins he had prepared into the wooden box and stretched out his hand.

The old man squeezed Wang Xiaofeng's hand, nodded to him, and said: "The muscles are well developed. It seems that he exercises regularly and his bone age is appropriate."

"Okay, release your martial spirit."

After Wang Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately activated his soul power. Green light rose up, two hundred-year-old soul rings hovered up at the same time, floating back and forth on the body, and a green gourd slowly appeared in the palm of the hand.

The old man glanced at Wang Xiaofeng doubtfully and asked, "Can an ordinary green gourd practice so fast?"

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and did not answer the old man's question, saying: "Teacher, do you think I passed the test?"

"Okay, Mubai, take him to the next level." The old man waved his hand and said to the young man on the tree.

"Yes, teacher." The young man fell to the ground with a swish, and Wang Xiaofeng realized that there was always a person on the tree next to him.

"What, is there another level?" Wang Xiaofeng was a little dumbfounded. Why is it like Xiaoxiaole, one level after another.

"Let's go, don't be in a daze, the next level is inside." Under the leadership of the blond young man, Wang Xiaofeng walked into Shrek Academy with him.

On the way, Wang Xiaofeng felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he raised the topic and said, "Senior, I heard that we only have two students at Shrek. Is it true?"

When the blond young man heard him say "We are Shrek", he felt good in his heart.

"My name is Dai Mubai, and I came to Shrek one year earlier than you."

"You know how to ask for information in advance. It seems you have some sense." Seeing Wang Xiaofeng's panic, Dai Mubai smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm complimenting you, not mocking you."

"There are indeed only two people in the academy, Fatty and me. Oh, Fatty is another student. Well, he shouldn't be considered a student, but he has been accepted as a disciple by the dean, and everyone agrees that he is a member of Shrek. But you won’t be able to see him these days, the dean took him to hunt for the second soul ring.”

"The second soul ring?" In Wang Xiaofeng's opinion, the first screening should be for great soul masters under the age of 13, so what the hell is the second soul ring.

Dai Mubai saw Wang Xiaofeng's doubts and explained, "The fat man's martial spirit is a phoenix. He was brought back by the dean a year ago. He is two years younger than you."

After walking not far, Dai Mubai led him to an open space. Surrounded by wooden houses, this open space was about 500 square meters, right in the middle of Shrek Academy. Wang Xiaofeng also saw the cafeteria not far away that he had eaten for more than ten days. It seemed that he still ate lunch in the cafeteria for more than ten days. .

Dai Mubai pointed at the old man in front of him and said, "The teacher will tell you how to do it. I will go back to the first level first. I hope you can pass it. There are too few people in the academy and it is really boring." Then he Turn around and leave.

The old man looked at Wang Xiaofeng with a kind face, pointed at the crystal ball on the table in front of him, and said, "Put your soul power into it."

It seems that this level should be responsible for testing the candidates' accurate soul power.

At the moment, Wang Xiaofeng took the white crystal ball and slowly poured his soul power into it.

In an instant, the white crystal in Wang Xiaofeng's hand emitted a faint light, covering every corner of the crystal.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, "Level 23, not bad!" Then he took the crystal ball from Wang Xiaofeng's hand, "Now show off your soul skills."

After hearing this, Wang Xiaofeng immediately activated his soul power, a green gourd appeared on his right hand, and two yellow soul rings floated on his body.

"My first soul skill is absorption, which can attach a damage-absorbing film to teammates. My second soul skill is attribute amplification, which adds 20% to my strength and 10% to my attack power."

"With such a powerful auxiliary soul skill, is your martial soul really a green gourd?" The old man stood up excitedly, "It seems that our academy can recruit two little monsters this year."

"You go down this road and it's the third level of the assessment." The old man pointed out the road to him.

Wang Xiaofeng walked inside, and before he had gone far, he smelled the smell of barbecue. This was...    At this moment, a soft voice sounded.

"I'm selling sausages. I'm selling sausages. After eating my sausages, you won't be out of breath, and your waist won't hurt. You can pass the test easily."

Wang Xiaofeng looked sideways and saw a man pushing a cart not far away and hawking.

"My dear, here are five sausages."

"Okay, five fresh sausages, you... aren't you the guy who had the Overlord meal last time?" The owner of the grilled sausages glared at Wang Xiaofeng.

"Can you speak? Last time it was clear that you left too fast and I didn't have time to give you the money." Wang Xiaofeng said that you can't accuse someone of innocence out of thin air, you have to provide evidence.

"I don't care. If you don't pay me, don't try to eat my sausage."

"It's just that little money, but boss, the scope of your business is quite large. You sell sausages in Shrek Academy." Wang Xiaofeng took out the money and handed it to the boss.

The boss put the money away unceremoniously, handed the sausage to Wang Xiaofeng with his backhand, and said, "Isn't this how I can earn some living expenses?"

"Hey, didn't I just tell you that you can't sell sausages in school?" Dai Mubai walked out from the side with a teenager and shouted to the boss.

"I'm sorry, I just want to earn some living expenses." The boss quickly apologized to Dai Mubai. This trolley is his money-making tool and cannot be smashed.

"Humph, civilians are civilians." The young man standing next to Dai Mubai glanced at the smoking sausages on the stall with disgust, as if he felt that as a small vendor, it was an insult to participate in the assessment with him.

A trace of anger flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, but he said it was nothing. He said to Wang Xiaofeng and the boss who was pushing the cart and was about to leave: "You guys go to the third level quickly. I will take this person to the fourth level first."

Wang Xiaofeng asked: "Why did he skip the third level and go directly to the fourth level?"

"Commoner, my soul power has already reached level 25. You can't understand the excellence of a genius."

The young man said arrogantly, "Senior, let's go quickly. I've made a reservation at the best hotel in Soto City. Let's celebrate when I pass."

"Oh, right, let's leave quickly." Dai Mubai said lightly, with no expression on his face, but anyone who knew him well knew that he was already angry.

Wang Xiaofeng watched Dai Mubai leave with the arrogant young man, and said to the boss pushing the cart: "I think Mubai seems to be angry."

"Mubai, is that the blond-haired senior?" asked the trolley owner.

"Yeah, I thought you knew him so you dared to sell sausages in the academy. I didn't expect you were breaking the law knowingly."

"Hey, I just want to earn some living expenses. By the way, I don't know what your name is yet? My name is Oscar, and my martial spirit is sausage."

"My name is Wang Xiaofeng, and my martial spirit is Qing Gourd. I lived here more than ten days ago. Let me tell you..."

Just as Wang Xiaofeng was bragging to Oscar about all kinds of gossip about Shrek, the two came to the location of the third level assessment.

A middle-aged man squatted in an open space and seemed to be throwing something on the ground. Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar walked in and took a look. It turned out that he was throwing the jelly beans in his hand to the ants.

When the middle-aged man saw someone coming, he threw out all the jelly beans in his hand, clapped his hands and said, "The third level of the assessment tests the ability to control the martial spirit."

"Martial soul control ability?" Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar looked at each other, "Teacher, we are both auxiliary soul masters, how do we test it?"

"Oh, this year there are actually two assistants who have reached the third level." A glimmer of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "It's very simple to test the control of your martial spirits, as long as..."

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　Can the writer's work be called water? This is called foreshadowing.

　　
  　
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