Xiao Wu patted Luo Qingyue on the shoulder with an air of pride on her face, "Hmm, you don't even know who I am."
After saying that, she turned her eyes to Xiao Chenyu, "What? Are you still not convinced? Well, let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Wu, a first-year work-study student, Wuhun, Rabbit, a twelfth-level one-ring combat soul master.
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Not to mention Xiao Chenyu, even Tang San who had not left was also surprised. Only now did he know that Xiao Wu was also a soul master, and one level higher than him, but her age was the same as his.
Pretty much, could it be said that she is also innately full of soul power?
Xiao Wu's body lit up with a red light. Under the faint red light, her eyes began to turn red, her ears slowly grew longer, soft white hair stood up from the side of her head, and her figure seemed to become taller.
After a while, the soft spirit power aura rippled around her body, and the spirit ring rising under her feet turned out to be the same as Tang San's, a yellow century-old spirit ring.
Xiao Chenyu slapped his forehead hard and said, "Sister Xiaowu, I'm convinced. From now on, you will be the eldest sister of our Nordin Junior Soul Master Academy. Come here and meet Sister Xiaowu."
An eleventh-level weapon soul master of Blue Silver Grass is so powerful. This is a twelve-level one-ring battle soul master, and he also has a century-old soul ring.
Xiao Chenyu knew that he was no match for Xiao Wu without fighting.
Xiao Wu looked at a group of senior students bowing in front of her with some pride, and glanced at Tang San who was standing there in a daze, "What? Just allow you to have full soul power, can't I?"
After saying that, he thought of something again and looked at Luo Qingyue, "This is the little brother I just took in. You don't know how to rob him, do you?"
Luo Qingyue looked innocent, "When did I steal your younger brother? I don't need that thing at all."
Xiao Wu nodded with satisfaction, she also had a younger brother... Oh no, rabbit! Obviously, she had forgotten the two people far away in the Star Dou Forest.
"Introduce yourself to my new little brother, so that they don't make you angry."
Luo Qingyue blinked, seeing that everyone around her was looking at her, and it was difficult to shirk it.
A cold voice said, "My name is Luo Qingyue, a first-year self-funded student, martial soul, fire of life, fifteenth level one-ring combat soul master."
At this time, even Tang San opened his mouth in surprise, not to mention Boss Xiao, Xiao Wu and others.
Luo Qingyue looked at the people whose jaws almost dropped to the ground in confusion, "Why are you not talking anymore?"
No one had any reaction.
Luo Qingyue was helpless, "Are you sure you don't move your jaw? It's not my fault if it's dislocated."
Tang San was the first to come to his senses and looked at Luo Qingyue with a complicated look, "When did you reach level fifteen?"
Luo Qingyue blinked and said mischievously, "Hey, guess what~"
Tang San said he didn't want to guess, he couldn't guess.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Tang San didn't ask. It wasn't a bad thing anyway. On the contrary, the stronger Yue'er became, the more relieved he felt.
He said to Xiao Wu, "We still have something to do, let's go first."
After saying that, he took Luo Qingyue and left.
He had already lost some time by helping the work-study students cope with the duel, and he had to go back to bring lunch to the teacher, so Tang San ran to the Spirit Hall as quickly as possible, not wanting to waste time.
"Stop! Children, this is the Spirit Hall, don't barge in." As soon as Tang San arrived at the Spirit Hall, he was stopped by the guard at the door.
The Wuhun Palace in Notting City is a huge domed building. The width of the front alone is more than 100 meters, and it is 20 meters high. It is divided into three floors. The entire building is brown, and the Wuhun Palace logo is on the front door.
There is only one long sword on it.
Through the master's original explanation, Tang San knew that there was only one pattern on the logo, which meant that the Spirit Hall in Notting City was the lowest level Spirit Hall.