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Douluo: My Teacher is Pope

Li Changan stumbled into Martial Spirit City on the Douluo Continent, where he now lives like any other local. After activating his system, he was taken in as a disciple by Bibi Dong because of the twin martial souls he had awakened in him. It's a real teach-con In Li Changan's words, "I love my teacher." ______________________________________________________________ It is another mtl’ed story I am posting here. Original Author: Mai luobo de tuzi Original Story: Dou luo zhi wo de laoshi shi jiaohuang

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Chapter 42: Holy Son Selection

Li Chang'an and Hu Liena went out to lunch somewhere else, and he was the one who paid the bill. Li Chang'an expressed how much he had missed his senior sister for the past three days at the supper, which made Hu Liena very pleased.

After all, he'd been wooing Hu Liena for three days, and now it was time to say something pleasant to keep his senior sister happy.

After eating, Li Chang'an gently returned Hu Liena to her home, and only then did he return to his own home, where neither his father nor mother were there. One of them had gone to Heaven Dou City, while the other had gone to the factory, and they both appeared to be really busy.

Li Chang'an felt like an orphan, and no one asked him about it when he didn't return home for a few days. Li Chang'an returned to his room after flirting with the lady at the front desk.

He unhurriedly sat down on the bed that the waitress had made for him and opened the system, first claiming the bracelet he had received today.

This storage bracelet was crystal blue and etched with mystical designs, giving it a high-end and sophisticated appearance. Li Changan did not hesitate to fill it with everything from his previous storage space.

After all, this storage wristband contained 10,000 cubic metres of capacity and was frozen in time, so it had to be put to good use.

Li Chang'an cupped his chin and proceeded to ruminate on some lovely names for his bracelet.

Let's call the bracelet Wusan because it was blue and had ancient motifs. (TN: Please help me come up with a proper name)

Li Changan began checking his character panel after bringing the Wushan to his wrist.

[Name: Li Chang'an.

Age: 6 Male

Martial Spirit:

1. Pan Gu Axe (Remnant version)

2. Dong Huang Bell (Remnant version)

Spirit Power: 24 (1200/8000)

Spirit Ring:

1. Treasure Blue Tiger (1193 years)

2. Thunder Arrow Tiger (9999 years)

Mental Power: 4000

Luck Value: 7

Points: 13,886]

Li Chang'an was mostly concerned with the luck value; the mental power fruit cost 100,000 points per piece, and he couldn't afford it or try it, but the good luck fruit was still within his budget.

It was only when he placed his finger on the exchange bar that he realised what had happened. Li Changan's hand was still trembling. He had just won 10,000 points for successfully completing the mission. He's not sure if the Good Luck Fruit is worthwhile.

I'll give it a shot, and if it doesn't work, I'm not going to exchange any more bullshit fruit, Li Changan admonished himself in his heart, then clenched his teeth and exchanged a good luck fruit.

The good luck fruit was quite appealing, with its red and yellow skin and a shape that feels very comfortable in the hand, demonstrating that you get what you paid for. That is true in terms of its aesthetics of it.

After swallowing it in three bites, Li Changan discovered that nothing had changed save his luck value, which had risen from seven to eight.

In that case, let's try something new.

Li Chang'an stood up and taped a piece of white paper to the back of the door, on which he simply sketched a ring design, after which he went looking for the knife. He hardly aimed before tossing it, but he was planning on targeting the centre.

Phew!

The flying knife landed with pinpoint accuracy in the white paper's centre, a little off but not far off.

Let's give it another shot!

Li Chang'an flung another slash out, this time directly hitting the centre as if he had discovered what his luck value could do.

Increasing the luck value a smidgeon to bring about such drastic changes? It's no surprise it went for such a high price.

The first step is to obtain a thorough understanding of what you're getting yourself into.

Li Chang'an made his normal snack for Bibidong the next morning, as well as one for Hu Liena and Mu Ruoxi, before leaving the house singing a little song.

"Hmm? What's the matter with my feet?" Li Chang'an lifted his foot, looked down, and noticed a gleaming golden spirit coin laying there, which he couldn't help but gaze at.

So much good fortune? A Golden Spirit Coin has no less purchasing power!

He inserted the golden spirit coin into the Wusan bracelet and proceeded to the school, but Li Changan only picked up money once, and it did not happen again.

Although the classes remained the same, Li Chang'an's life had become much hectic. He had to join Mu Xi to eat at noon, accompany Hu Liena to the Papal Palace in the evening to listen to lectures, and occasionally refuse love letters....

After three days, in front of the Papal Palace

A large martial arts stadium has been built to the northeast of the Papal Palace as a specific site for the selection of the holy son candidates. Today is the day for the holy son candidates to be chosen. The Hall of Elders, the Spirit Hall's old nobles, and the outstanding youths from the Papal Palace's three great powers are already in place.

At the time, Li Chang'an was standing with Xie Yue and Yan, and 50 to 60 people were on their way.

The depth of the Spirit Hall was clear at this point; the youths who could come were all under the age of ten, and those who dared to come to the selection were all elites with two rings, but the number was still significant.

The Papal Palace had people sent up from the Spirit Halls of the main cities in addition to the academy, whilst the nobility had their own system of training, with a considerable number of their candidates coming from the Spirit Hall Academy, and the Hall of Elders was similar.

"Ahem, everyone, keep your voices down!"

A heavy voice boomed out, Ghost Douluo's voice suddenly resonated in the air, and several forms appeared beside Ghost Douluo's figure, the elders of the Hall of Elders and the aristocratic clan elders.

"Today is the elimination competition; everyone will enter the ring, and the last 10 people standing will be the winners!" The regulations were said indifferently by Ghost Douluo. The regulations were straightforward but harsh.

Fighting alone does not demonstrate one's overall strength; however, it is the best method for determining one's overall quality because it is impossible to survive until the end by fighting; after all, your spirit power is limited; therefore, only by thinking about it and being strong enough will you have a chance.

"Everyone, into the ring!" exclaims the announcer.

More than fifty youngsters entered the ring one by one, following the staff's directions. The ring was large enough that a large number of people standing up there would not appear crowded.

"Begin!"