43 Chapter 43: My Master is Sword Douluo

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"Two... two 1000 year old rings?" Ouyou exclaimed in shock, his voice trembling.

Having two 1000 year spirit rings is not particularly surprising, Ouyou himself has them. But you are just a Soul Elder with three Spirit Rings! In your three Spirit Rings, you already have two 1000 year rings. This is too much!

In the world of Soul Masters, the default best configuration for Spirit Rings is two hundred-year rings and one thousand-year ring for Soul Ancestors. This is already considered a genius achievement. But you directly broke this rule by having a thousand-year ring as your second Spirit Ring. What kind of monster are you!

But Ouyou didn't know that Zeng Yi's first Spirit Ring was a thousand-year ring, and the second one was only a 800-year ring. If he knew, he would probably be even more shocked to discover such a reverse operation.

"Tell me! How did you manage to absorb two 1000 year spirit rings?" Ouyou asked, his excited hands grabbing Zeng Yi's shoulders and shaking him.

"Well... Elder Ouyou, please calm down! Let go of me first," Zeng Yi quickly said. Ouyou's strength as a Soul Emperor-level expert was so strong that it made him uncomfortable when he held his shoulder tightly.

"Um…"

Ouyou also realized his loss of composure, released Zeng Yi's shoulders, coughed lightly, and calmed himself down.

"How did you manage to absorb two thousand-year spirit rings? According to common knowledge, the limit for a Soul Master to absorb a second Spirit Ring is a hundred years! How can you absorb a thousand-year ring without exploding?" Ouyou asked, his tone still filled with excitement and curiosity.

This question made Zeng Yi feel embarrassed. In fact, his second Spirit Ring was only a hundred years, and the first Spirit Ring was a thousand years.

"Well... um... this...," Zeng Yi lowered his head and thought about how to explain.

"Actually, I just absorbed them directly like this. If it works, it works; if not, then I die!" Zeng Yi's answer left Ouyou dumbfounded. This answer was too casual! But when he thought about it, it did make sense. Not fearing death and going all in would either lead to success and soaring to the top, or failure and turning into dry bones.

But this explanation was still too far-fetched!

Moreover, Ouyou looked at the third Spirit Ring on Zeng Yi's body. The purple color was even deeper, definitely not a thousand-year spirit ring from a beast, but one that was two thousand years or more.

"Just like that?"

"Yes, that's it," Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively.

Actually, he didn't want it to be this way! He also wanted to start normally, but his martial soul didn't agree! It urged him to go up all the time, and he had no choice!

"Also, maybe it's because of my physique," Zeng Yi always suspected that his physique was related to this. Otherwise, why would his injuries always recover so quickly?

Ouyou found it hard to believe. There are many people with good physiques, but it doesn't mean they all have a thousand-year second Spirit Ring! But he was too lazy to investigate further. After all, this person had the courage to absorb a thousand-year spirit ring without fear and succeeded. If you want to imitate him, you need to have the spirit of not being afraid of death.

"Let's test your soul power!" Ouyou shook his head, took out a blue crystal ball, and told Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi placed his hand on it, and the crystal ball immediately emitted a dazzling light, filling the entire room.

"Thirty-five soul power!"

A genius! Absolutely a genius!

Ouyou exclaimed in his heart. Judging from Zeng Yi's appearance, he couldn't be over twenty years old. To be so powerful before the age of twenty, and with two thousand-year spirit rings, it was beyond the description of a genius; he was a monster!

Now, Ouyou looked at Zeng Yi's eyes as if they were about to shine. He seemed like an endless treasure, so tempting.

"Quick! Stretch out your hand and let me check your bone age," Ouyou excitedly said, and without waiting for Zeng Yi's response, he grabbed his right wrist.

"You're only fifteen!"

Ouyou screamed again. He didn't expect this young man to be so young! The future is promising, very promising!

Seeing Ouyou's flushed face, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel speechless. Wasn't he just a Soul Elder? Why was he so out of control? You haven't seen the people in the main team; they are Soul Elders by the age of twelve, and then they advance to hundred thousand-year spirit rings as if picking things up from the ground. Compared to that, what am I? I really haven't seen the world.

Seeing his appearance, Zeng Yi couldn't help but mock him in his heart.

"Genius! No, it's a monster!" Ouyou's gaze was like a wolf, staring fixedly at Zeng Yi, praising him.

Um... Are you sure you're not insulting me?

Zeng Yi looked at the man with a speechless expression. But does he have any ulterior motives towards me?

Once he had this thought, Zeng Yi became a little uneasy.

But being a Soul Emperor, if he wanted to escape, Ouyou wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

Thinking of his own skills in escaping, Zeng Yi calmed down again.

"By the way, young man, what's your name?"

"Zeng Yi."

"Zeng Yi, good name! Do you have any interest in joining our Martial Soul Hall?" Ouyou asked eagerly.

"Um... Didn't I just register here?" Zeng Yi replied.

"No, that was just for receiving the subsidy. I'm talking about actually joining our Martial Soul Hall as a Soul Master. Zeng Yi, with your talent, there is no one in the Martial Soul Hall who can compare to you at your age. You are a monster, surpassing geniuses. I will recommend you to our Martial Soul Hall's highest honor, our respected Pope. With your talent, you will definitely receive the best training and have no problem becoming a Title Douluo in the future!" Ouyou finished his words excitedly, his eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for Zeng Yi's answer.

"Well... let me think about it." Zeng Yi really didn't know how to answer this question.

Do you want me to join the Martial Soul Hall? How is that possible? I don't even want to go to the neighboring academy, why would I be interested in your Martial Soul Hall? And you say you can make me a Title Douluo? Other people are guaranteed to become gods! Brother!

Zeng Yi was used to being free and didn't like joining any powerful organizations. It would restrict his happiness, and he couldn't stand that.

"There's nothing to think about, just agree! This is the chance to become a Title Douluo!" Ouyou urged when he saw Zeng Yi's expression.

"Sorry, Elder Ouyou, this is not something I can decide," Zeng Yi suddenly said seriously to Ouyou.

"You can't decide?" Zeng Yi's reply left Ouyou stunned.

"Yes, I have to discuss it with my family elders," Zeng Yi nodded.

Right, why didn't I think about that? With such a monstrous person, how could he be an ordinary Soul Master? He must have been cultivated by someone!

"I wonder who your family elders are?" Ouyou asked.

"My master. His Title is Sword," Zeng Yi said casually.

"Title, Sword?"

Ouyou's eyes widened instantly. Only someone who possesses a Title could hold such power, and there was only one Title with Sword as its name—Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo!

"Your master is Sword Douluo?" Ouyou asked in astonishment.

"Yes," Zeng Yi nodded and replied.

Actually, he made it up to deceive Ouyou. He remembered that in Douluo Continent, there was a person named Sword Douluo, who was quite famous. He used this title to hold his ground; otherwise, Ouyou wouldn't easily let him go. Besides, he was also someone who played with swords, so he should be able to fool him!

"I see, I see..."

Ouyou found it hard to believe that this genius already had someone in his heart.

Yes! I should have thought of that earlier. This young man uses knives and swords as weapons, and he exudes a strong sense of sharpness and coldness, similar to the aura of the revered Sword Douluo that I had the honor to meet. The Sword Douluo's apprentice, ah! It seems that the Martial Soul Hall has no hope.

Having this thought, Ouyou couldn't help but sigh. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was just as strong as, if not stronger than, the Martial Soul Hall. He didn't have the strength to snatch such a person.

After that, Ouyou did not mention anything about Zeng Yi joining the Martial Soul Hall. He respectfully arranged his information and gave him a hundred gold soul coins as a subsidy, personally sending him out of the Martial Soul Hall.

Looking at Zeng Yi's departing figure, Ouyou's eyes flickered.

It seems I have to report to the Pope. A dangerous monster has emerged from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

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