: Forty-seven. Envelopment

   Wuhun Lab.
   On the surrounding walls, a total of five black stones with the size of fists were inlaid, and there were erratic fluctuations in the air, which were difficult for ordinary people to perceive.
   On the ground, a huge sign was carved, showing the shape of a token, a long sword pointing down, pointing exactly at the entrance of the gate.
  Ma Xiunuo introduced Yang Ming while introducing:
"Our Wuhun Temple is also divided into levels, from high to low, it can be divided into several levels, namely: Douluo worship hall, pope hall, Wuhun temple, Wuhun main hall, Wuhunzi hall, Wuhun points Temple. Notting City is just a remote town, and here we are the lowest-level Wuhun branch hall."
  Ma Xiu Nuo waved his hand, instructed Yang Ming to walk to the ground marking the central station, and smiled:
   "Okay, Yang Ming, please show your martial spirit and release your soul ring."
  Yang Ming nodded silently, although there was a bit of anxiety in his heart, but the process of identifying the soul ring was inevitable. Since all of them have come, there is no need to worry so much.
   Yang Ming raised his left arm, and Qinglian's Earth Heart Fire Martial Soul appeared. It turned into a blue flame coat covering his left arm, and the blue fireworks swayed, reflecting Yang Ming's side face flickering.
   The temperature of the indoor air surged, which was even more exaggerated than the heating. Matthew Norton felt a burst of hot air blowing, and his face and body were sweating constantly. After a while, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.
  Ma Xiu Nuo thought in thought, secretly said:
"Is it actually a flame-type martial soul that gets the soul ring first? Yes, Yang Ming's strange-looking weapon is not easy to get a suitable soul ring. Instead, it has a lot of fire-type soul beasts. Qualification, it should be the beast that killed 400 years old, won the yellow soul ring?"
   However,
  At the moment when a black soul ring appeared at Yang Ming's feet, Matthew Norton felt that the thoughts he had just thought were too superficial!
   Genius is a genius because it can break the thinking of ordinary people and do things that ordinary people can't imagine!
   "Am I presbyopia wrong?"
   Matthew Nuo rubbed his eyes in disbelief, almost putting his face close to Yang Ming's soul ring. After careful observation, he finally determined.
   "Yes, this is really a Wannian soul ring!"
   "But how is this possible? Yang Ming, how did you do it?"
  Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't help Matthew Noir's question, just asked a question:
"you guess?"
   Mathew: "..."
   took a deep breath, slowed the slowly rising high blood pressure, and avoided the end of cerebral hemorrhage, Matthew Nuo said in a deep voice:
   "Well, everyone has their own secrets, especially geniuses like Yang Ming, there are secrets that can't be told, and I won't continue to explore."
   Seeing Matthew Nuo did not continue to question, Yang Ming was also relieved.
   This kind of thing cannot be explained at all!
   Matthew Nuo picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table on the side and handed it to Yang Ming.
   "Relax, infuse your soul power into it, let me see, how many levels are you in now? In theory, if you get the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, you will get a lot of soul power, the level should not be low."
  Yang Ming said that he pressed one hand on the crystal ball.
   The moment when the soul power in his body was infused, the crystal ball gleamed with a yellow glow, but this light was not as glorious as Matthew Nuo imagined, but it seemed a bit bleak.
   "What's the matter, why is there only eleventh level of soul power?"
  Actually speaking, the stronger the soul ring itself, the more the additional soul power will increase. Yang Ming is at least at level 16, and it is impossible to be just the eleventh level!
  Yang Ming certainly could not tell Matthew Nuo that his soul ring was not obtained by killing the soul beast, but was a product of Ragnaros, the king of the flame demon.
   And because of this, every time Yang Ming rises by one level is equivalent to a third level rise by others, he needs to absorb a lot of soul power.
   Seeing Yang Ming saying nothing, Matthew Connaught knew that even if he asked himself, he would not get an answer.
   Matthew Nuo scratched his head and pulled out his gray hair one by one. It was inexplicable. He did not understand why this situation occurred.
   In desperation, Matthew Nuo had to sigh and said in a deep voice:
"Yang Ming, please take a rest in the parlor first. Your situation is very special. I can’t be the master. I need to report it to the Bishop of Soto, and report the situation to the Bishop. Decide."
  Seeing Yang Ming a little nervous, Matthew Nuo comforted:
"You don’t need to worry, you are a rare super genius. After the last Su Yuntao incident, I have reported the situation to the bishop. The old man appreciates you, saying that you are courageous and caring. It’s worth it. Nurturing seedlings."
   "Soto City is a big city close to Notting City in our province of Fazno. With the ability of the bishop, it takes only half a day to get here without delaying you too much."
   Seeing this, Yang Ming had to suppress his impatience and wait patiently in the meeting room.
   As the sun goes down, the sky is faint with a little haze.
Just as Yang Ming was waiting impatiently, the door of the parlor was restarted. Matthew Nuo stood at the side of the door and nodded and bowed toward a big man, as a sign of respect, thinking that this big man must be the main hall of the city of Soto Bishop.
The visitor is an old man, looking very old. The wrinkles on his forehead are imprinted like a knife and axe. He is wearing a magnificent bishop's robe and leaning on a cane of equal height. Old, but like the old wood rejuvenated, walking vigorously, traveling with wind.
   Mathew stood on the side and introduced Yang Ming:
   "This is Lord Bishop~EbookFREE.me~ Lord Besca."
   Yang Ming nodded and politely said:
   "Master Bishop is good."
   To Yang Ming's surprise, this Bisca bishop's attitude is very enthusiastic, with Yang Ming's hands clasped in both hands, the smile on his face is just right, giving a feeling of spring breeze.
   "The hero has been a boy since ancient times. As soon as I see it today, I feel very close to you, just like I had known in the last life."
  Beska's strange attitude, like a dog licking, made Yang Ming a little embarrassed.
This is not to blame Beska. After all, in his jurisdiction, a super genius that awakened the double martial spirits and had innate soul power appeared. Such a talent, of course, wants to entangle him to join the Martial Soul Palace. This is for him. It is also a great achievement.
   Seeing Yang Ming not speaking, Besca's heart sank. He thought Yang Ming was so worried about Wuhundian because of Su Yuntao. In his heart, Su Yuntao's bastard, who was not successful enough, became more and more clenched.
   So, in order to win over Yang Ming, Beska was determined to throw a big gift!
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