Chapter 9 (1/2)
Huh?
What's the matter? Are your disciples so attractive?
After going out for a while, I brought back two beautiful and lovely girls!
This is much better than me!
Well, it's worthy of my apprentice.
”Junior, are these two girls?”
”Oh, this is Yan Mengmeng and that is Ning Rongrong. They are here to send you a letter!”
”Oh, huh? Letter? What letter?”
Then Tang San handed the letter to his teacher.
The master who received the letter read the words ”master's personal enlightenment” on it, and his doubts became more serious!
Who will write to himself?
Although puzzled, he opened the letter and read it.
”Hello, Master Yu Xiaogang.
I'm Ning Fengzhi from Qibao Liuli sect. I'm very sorry to disturb you, but I have a last resort reason.
You must have seen two little girls now, one of whom is my daughter and the other is the little apprentice of sword Douluo.
That is Yan Mengmeng. She is an orphan adopted by our Qibao Liuli sect, but I have never seen her martial spirit. I have studied it for two years and only know about one!
... (results of the study on Ningfeng) ”
After reading the letter, the master looked at the two strange little girls in front of him!
Especially after seeing Yan Mengmeng more, the doubt became deeper.
”Cough, Xiao San, you and Xiao Wu go out first. I'll talk to them.”
”Yes, sir!”
Then Tang San went out and took the door with him.
Leave Yan Mengmeng and the master looking at each other in the room.
The first master who couldn't help himself said, ”well, come in and sit down! A small place is not as simple as the seven treasures Liuli sect.”
”Well, thank you!”
Yan Mengmeng took Ning Rongrong to find a place to sit down.
Looking at the master in front, waiting for the next step.
”Well, can you show me the martial spirit?”
”Oh! No problem.”
Then Yan Mengmeng and Ning Rongrong summoned their own martial spirits.
In Yan Mengmeng's hand is a blue jade card, while in Ning Rongrong's hand is the seven treasures glass tower.
The master looked at the two different martial spirits in front of him and frowned deeper.
Look, what Ning Fengzhi said in the letter is true.
After thinking about it, the master then asked, ”well, how many levels of your soul power?”
Ning Rongrong: ”master, I have reached level 20.”
As for Yan Mengmeng: ”well, I don't know how many levels I have. It should be around level 95!”
Master: ╭ (° a ° `) ╮ ignorant force in capital!
Looking at Yan Mengmeng's serious expression in front of him, the master said, master Ning, you're right!
”Cough, well, Meng Meng, can I call you that?”
”Well, yes, everyone calls it that!”
”Oh! OK, Mengmeng, can you show me your martial spirit?”
”Well, here you are!”
With that, Yan Mengmeng handed his martial spirit to the master in front of him.
As soon as the master got his hand, the small hilt that was originally suitable for Yan Mengmeng became much larger, just suitable for the master to hold on his finger.
The master who saw this scene was amazed.
Then press the information described in the letter, let the light face the light, and press the buttons on both sides of the hilt.
Not surprisingly, the master failed to show the light.
The helpless master then returned Han Guang to Yan Mengmeng.
”Can you show me what your martial spirit really looks like?”
”Oh ~ good!”
Yan Mengmeng, who took over Han Guang, immediately showed Han Guang.
A one foot long transparent blade appeared from the hilt.
Just the right size, Yan Mengmeng.
The master on one side was completely shocked. Looking at the transparent blade in front of him, he doubted life.
Who am I?
Where am i?