3 Chapter 3: Hidden Title

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"Huh!"

Looking at Zeng Yi's figure, Wang Lang was somewhat surprised. He didn't expect this child to be unfazed by his aura and could still stand under his pressure. Not bad, not bad. I hope you're a good seedling.

Although he hadn't fully released his soul power aura, it was still a pressure that an ordinary child couldn't bear!

Zeng Yi's performance made Wang Lang look at him with more appreciation.

Since Zeng Yi learned about the Douluo Continent, he had been constantly training his body. Every day, he persisted in exercising. He was truly a skilled child!

The master in Douluo also said that soul masters should not only focus on cultivating their soul power but also train their bodies. Soul power can be compared to water, and the body is like a bucket. Only with a strong body can one better cultivate soul power.

"You stand in the center of the formation."

Wang Lang retracted his aura and pointed to a chubby boy on the right side, saying casually.

"Um... okay..."

The chubby boy timidly replied, his eyes still filled with tears and his nose running. He walked carefully to the center of the formation and stood there.

Wang Lang saw that he complied and waved his hand. A yellow soul power entered the formation, causing the formation to suddenly emit a light. The chubby boy inside the formation was startled, his hands and feet became restless, wanting to run out.

"Stay still, this is awakening your martial soul, it's fine." Wang Lang stopped him, and the chubby boy was frightened by his voice, obediently waiting inside the formation.

"Relax your mind, feel it with all your heart, experience it slowly, and guide your martial soul out."

After a while, a small hammer appeared in front of the chubby boy.

"This... this is my martial soul." The chubby boy looked at the small hammer in front of him, his voice filled with excitement.

"Yay! I have a martial soul, I am a soul master. That's great!"

The chubby boy danced with joy.

Seeing his appearance, Zeng Yi couldn't help but want to laugh.

No, hold it back. I have received professional training and won't laugh, unless I can't control myself.

"Why are you so happy? Everyone has a martial soul. Next, we'll test your soul power. Only with soul power can you qualify as a soul master." Wang Lang said.

"Oh! I see, so I'm not a soul master yet..." The chubby boy's excitement faded upon hearing Wang Lang's words, and he said disappointedly.

Wang Lang took out a blue crystal ball and said to the chubby boy, "Put your hand on this."

The chubby boy obediently placed his hand on it, but after more than ten seconds, nothing happened.

"You don't have the potential to become a soul master." Wang Lang retrieved the crystal ball and said indifferently.

"What?! How is that possible? I don't believe it, waaah!" The chubby boy immediately became unhappy, crying on the ground.

"Hmph, take him out, don't disturb my work." Wang Lang said to Mara.

"Yes, sir. I'll take him out immediately, please don't be angry." Mara bowed and smiled, and then quickly led the chubby boy out.

Watching the sorry figure of the chubby boy being dragged out by the village chief, Zeng Yi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

This is the cruelty of reality! Without soul power, this person can only be an ordinary farmer for the rest of their life. It's really difficult for common people to become soul masters. Most of them don't have soul power because their ancestors didn't have it. There are very few people with mutated genes.

"Next, Li Gou Dan."

A thin boy walked out.

Gou Dan, such a cheap name, easy to raise. Zeng Yi thought to himself.

"Martial soul: Scythe. Soul power: 0."

Hmm... a scythe, like the one used for cutting grass. Another waste.

"Sun Da Gou."

"Martial soul: Iron spade. No soul power. Next."

"Zhang San Er, martial soul: Wooden stick, no soul power."

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"Ala'er, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass."

Blue Silver Grass? Upon hearing this martial soul, Zeng Yi suddenly became excited. Isn't this the martial soul of the protagonist in Douluo Continent?

Blue Silver Grass, isn't that a common roadside weed? Another useless martial soul. It seems I can only focus on the last one. Wang Lang thought to himself and glanced at Zeng Yi standing nearby.

"Next is the soul power test. Put your hand up." Wang Lang held a crystal ball and said to the girl.

The girl cautiously placed her hand on it, feeling the coolness of the beautiful blue crystal ball.

After a few seconds, the crystal ball emitted a faint light.

The girl was shocked!

Wang Lang was shocked!

Zeng Yi was shocked too! She actually had soul power. Unfortunately, it was a Blue Silver Grass martial soul. She is not Tang San, so her soul power is not at full level or a twin martial soul.

"Soul master, do I have soul power now? Can I become a soul master?" The girl asked Wang Lang with a happy expression, her eyes full of expectation, hoping to hear the word "yes."

"Soul power: Level 3." Wang Lang said calmly. It's a pity, her martial soul is useless. Blue Silver Grass, he couldn't think of any use for it. Attack? Support? Don't be ridiculous.

"I have soul power, but my martial soul is too weak. The chance of becoming a soul master is very small."

"Ah! Is that so..." The girl's excitement was shattered by Wang Lang's words, and she expressed her disappointment.

Wang Lang took the blue crystal ball and said to the girl, "Put your hand on this."

The girl obediently placed her hand on it, but after more than ten seconds, nothing happened.

"You don't have the potential to become a soul master." Wang Lang retrieved the crystal ball and said coldly.

"What?! How is that possible? I don't believe it!" The girl immediately became unhappy and burst into tears on the ground.

"Haha, take her out, don't disturb my work." Wang Lang said to Mara.

"Yes, sir. I'll take her out immediately, please don't be angry." Mara bowed and smiled, and then quickly led the girl out.

Watching the pitiful figure of the girl being taken away by the village chief, Zeng Yi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh for her. Actually, this soul master had a kind heart. He gave her a bit of hope and didn't make the situation too absolute. But Blue Silver Grass isn't useful for her. She doesn't have the natural talent, determination, and background of Tang San. In this lifetime, she can only have an ordinary life.

"It's your turn." Wang Lang said to Zeng Yi. He had high hopes for this child and hoped that he wouldn't disappoint him.

"Yes."

Zeng Yi responded and walked to the center of the formation, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

I hope I can have a better martial soul!

Zeng Yi pleaded in his heart. To be honest, he was really nervous now. He didn't have a golden finger, nor did he have a cultivation method like Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Art. He only trained his body a little, and his soul might be slightly stronger than others', but it couldn't change the fact that he was a normal villager from La La Village!

"What's your name?"

"Ah! Me? My name is Zeng Yi." Zeng Yi was a little confused when Wang Lang suddenly asked him, but soon answered.

"Well, do your best!" Wang Lang nodded and began the awakening of Zeng Yi's martial soul.

The formation under Zeng Yi's feet suddenly lit up, and he felt a warm golden light flowing into his body. It seemed that something was being pulled out from inside him.

Wang Lang looked at the golden light on Zeng Yi's body and couldn't help but show a joyful expression on his face.

The more dazzling the light during the awakening ceremony, the stronger the awakened martial soul. Judging from Zeng Yi's appearance, it should be a great martial soul.

I didn't expect to find such a genius in this place. It seems like I've struck gold! I'm going to bring him into the Martial Soul Hall, and I can also get promoted and raise my salary. Wonderful!

Finally, the light condensed into a one-meter-two-long sword with a scabbard, with the hilt and blade together. The hilt was wrapped in black linen, and the rounded handle was bronze-colored. The scabbard was black and red, and the blade was straight with a slightly curved tip. The blade was about two fingers wide, like the Tang sword of ancient China, slender and longer than the Japanese katana, without that much curve. It looked pleasing to the eye.

"This is my martial soul." Zeng Yi looked at the long sword in his hand, feeling shocked. It was taller than his current height. When he held it, it felt just right in weight, giving him a feeling of being able to master it effortlessly.

Moreover, its appearance and length match mine perfectly! Haha, I'm worthy of it! Zeng Yi inwardly laughed with pride.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. I didn't misjudge you. This long sword should be a very powerful weapon martial soul! It's quite good for a blade type." Wang Lang laughed happily. This sword was exquisite and seemed more powerful than his own Steel Club martial soul. Looking at Zeng Yi's martial soul, even Wang Lang felt envious.

"What is the name of this sword?"

Zeng Yi pondered for a moment.

"Ronin!"

"What?" Wang Lang was confused. What kind of name is that?

"Ronin, this sword is named Ronin, or you can call it Ronin Sword." Zeng Yi affirmed. Do I really resemble that cheerful man? Am I not steady enough? But the intention conveyed by the sword is this, so there's no other choice!

Wang Lang:...

For some reason, he felt like he had a heart attack.

"Forget it, never mind. Come on, let's test your soul power quickly." Wang Lang said. He wanted to know the level of soul power of a child with such a martial soul.

Zeng Yi put his hand on the crystal ball, his eyes firmly fixed on it, feeling excited. Wang Lang also eagerly watched the crystal ball.

And then...

And then...

A few minutes passed, and nothing happened to the crystal ball...

"This... hehe... Sir, is this crystal ball broken?" Zeng Yi's heart trembled, his voice trembling as he asked Wang Lang. There was no reason for it. I have such a good martial soul, but I don't have soul power?

"Hehe, probably." Wang Lang's mouth twitched too. What's going on? Such a martial soul without soul power doesn't make sense!

"Come here, put your hand on this." Wang Lang said to the girl with soul power. She obediently put her hand on the crystal ball, and it emitted a faint light.

"How could this be..." Zeng Yi looked dumbfounded at the glowing crystal ball, unable to believe it.

"Ah! Why is it like this!" Wang Lang yelled in frustration. Clearly, there was a good seedling but couldn't cultivate, what kind of joke is this!

Wang Lang, in disbelief, grabbed Zeng Yi's hand and put it on the crystal ball again, but still, nothing happened.

"Zeng Yi, martial soul: Ronin Sword. Soul power..." Wang Lang looked at Zeng Yi standing there dazedly, expressionless, but his eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, quickly fading away.

Alas, he couldn't handle this blow either! If it were me, I would probably go crazy.

Wang Lang thought, it's a pity, I lost my year-end bonus.

"None!"

However, he didn't know that a cheerful electronic voice rang in Zeng Yi's mind.

["The Happy Orphan System is ready! Loading, please wait a moment, host!"]

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Title: No Soul Power