Douluo: My Wife is Gu Yuena

Chapter 16 Wu Zhangkong’s shock
  canteen.

When Wu Zhangkong and a student came in, the entire cafeteria focused their attention on these two people. There was no way that Wu Zhangkong was so handsome and powerful, and there were fans everywhere he went.

The two of them randomly found a place to sit down.

The meals in the canteen are divided into A, B and C. A has a meal of 1,000 federal coins, B has a meal of 300 federal dollars, and C is free and unlimited.

Meng Li ordered two dishes and brought them to the table.

Wu Zhangkong suddenly stared at Meng Li with keen eyes.

"I can tell from the aura on your body that you have hidden strength, and it's not low."

"You will be my teacher for the next six years. I will definitely not be able to hide my strength from you." Meng Li paused and said in a low voice that only two people could hear.

"Are you a level 20 great soul master?" Wu Zhangkong guessed a number at random.

Meng Li didn't speak.

"twenty five?"

"Twenty-nine?"

"thirty?"

Wu Zhangkong guessed for a long time but couldn't get it right, so Meng Li told him in a low voice.

When he learned that Meng Li's soul power was level 45, Wu Zhangkong looked unbelievable.

If someone at his age is level 18, level 20 would be great, but the person in front of him told him level 45, what is he other than a lunatic? How can a nine-year-old child reach level 45?

"I don't like people who lie." Wu Zhangkong frowned slightly, and his voice gradually became colder.

"I'll find a place for you to look at later and you'll know if I lied."

After eating, the two returned to Wu Zhangkong's dormitory.

Meng Li released his unique angel spirit, and the four spirit rings lit up in sequence, all black, with golden feathers hovering around the angel spirit.

"You are such a monster."

Even the genius Wu Zhangkong was shocked.

The monsters he thought were the Shrek Seven Devils were eclipsed in front of this child.

"How about it? Believe it. Only three people know this secret now." Meng Li was a little proud. I have to say that this feeling of pretentiousness is still very comfortable.

"How strong is your spiritual power? The first soul ring is the ten thousand year soul!

"It's amazing! The soul is drawn from the gashapon machine," Meng Li explained depressingly.

"You can't be the illegitimate son of some great god.

"The ten thousand year artificial soul has not been developed at all." Wu Zhangkong looked unbelieving.

"Then how did my soul come from, but I clearly remember that it was drawn from a random soul."

"I suspect that others did this on purpose." Wu Zhangkong said. He had somehow accepted such a monster student. After ten thousand years, he also began to take this student seriously.

"The teacher said that, and I started to doubt who it could be." Meng Li nodded and began to think.

Ten-thousand-year souls can produce four soul rings. He has never been to the Spirit Transferring Pagoda and does not understand the situation there.

The ten-thousand-year-old artificial soul is too shocking. It is obviously intentional. His soul is definitely not artificial. It has never appeared in this world.

Could this matter be related to Na'er? Meng Li thought about it for a long time, and then came up with such a possibility. "There is a very powerful person behind you looking at you. I don't know if he is a good person or a bad person. His purpose is very clear, to train you!" Wu Zhangkong thought for a while.

"You don't need to worry about her doing anything bad to you at the moment,"

After accepting a nine-year-old and forty-five-level soul sect student, Wu Zhangkong suddenly became more stressed. He put away his arrogance and immediately asked Meng Li humbly: "How did your former teacher teach you."

"I have a natural talent. The teacher mainly teaches me some common sense of a soul master. As for cultivation, I have to explore it myself."

"Your teacher didn't teach you anything else."

"Nothing."

"Well, I will teach you carefully in the future and pass on what I know to you. Maybe one day you can really become the strongest person."

Now that the promotion match was stable, Wu Zhangkong, who had originally planned to rely on Xie Xie, took a sip of tea and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"You go down first, and remember that your ring is ten thousand years old and you must not reveal it to anyone."

He broke through to the forty-fifth level of the Soul Sect at the age of nine, and could absorb ten thousand-year souls at the tenth level. This also means that Meng Li's soul power is almost top-notch.

None of the sons given by God are so defiant. As Meng Li himself said, in the future he may become the strongest person in this world, and even in the God Realm, but this road is still far away!

After Meng Li left, Wu Zhangkong's hand holding the tea cup was trembling. Discovering a peerless genius was like discovering a bunch of huge treasures.

Meng Li left the office and walked to the market with nothing to do.

He has been in Donghai for so long and has not gone out for a walk. He plans to go out and see the customs and customs of Donghai.

Because there was no one to accompany him, Meng Li always felt a little missing. He walked around casually and finally stopped at a soul tool forging studio.

He wants to forge a long knife here, a long knife that is indestructible and can cut iron like mud. This world advocates force, so you can wear a knife when walking. As for why he wants to forge one, this is his whim. the result of.

When we walked into the studio, there were oil stains everywhere, metal parts on the floor, and the machine was too noisy. The staff were busy with their own work and did not notice anyone coming.

"Hello, Miss, can weapons be made here?" Meng Li walked to the reception room of the studio. The reception room was very quiet, and almost no sound could be heard. The lady at the front desk was a beautiful woman with long hair in her late teens, wearing a A formal suit.

"Okay, what do you want to create?" The lady at the front desk showed a ceremonial smile.

"I want to make a sword!" Meng Li said, taking out the blueprints he had designed.

The drawing shows the length of the knife and some details that require special attention. There is a ferocious ghost painted on the handle of the knife. The overall color is black and gold, forming various laces. The blade does not change, but the tip is curved, there is a back, and the blade Kaifeng.

Meng Li named this weapon Onikiri! For no other reason than to be handsome!
  "This knife of yours is quite special." The lady at the front desk smiled and couldn't help but like the appearance of this knife.

"Well, it's okay. I'll spend 1.5 million to make this sword." Meng Li added.

"What, one and a half million dollars for a sword!" To know that a hundred-year-old soul costs one million federal coins, he is really a rich man. The lady at the front desk thought to herself, and kept calm and said: "It seems that you are interested in this sword of yours." Knife has high expectations.”

"This knife must be able to cut through iron like clay and be indestructible." Meng Li smiled. Anyway, he was not short of money now.

"With the money you gave us, we can certainly do it!" the lady at the front desk said with a smile. Of course, it is under certain conditions. After all, the materials are there.

But if Meng Li is willing to spend 100 million, it will be easy to cut the mecha.

"Swipe your card. If it's not enough, you can add more!" Meng Li said and took out the federal card.

The lady at the front desk watched Meng Li swipe his card, gave him a receipt, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your trust, your weapons will be delivered to you in a week, welcome to visit next time. "

"Okay." Meng Li nodded and heard the crackling sound again after leaving the reception room.

　Gu Yue will appear the day after tomorrow, I have to think about how to write it
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)