With Douluo Piercing Douluo's Different Fire Dragon Phoenix

Chapter 2 Invitation

The crow soul master calmed down a little, and then formally extended an invitation to Ma Hongjun.

At the same time, his expectant eyes fixed on Ma Hongjun.

In his opinion, joining the Wuhun Temple is the highest honor, let alone a six-year-old child, even mature adults cannot refuse this temptation.

But Ma Hongjun just sneered.

What are you doing there?To be your gunner?
An organization destined to be destroyed is going to serve you as cannon fodder?
Now that he is sure that he is "Evil Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun", then naturally he must follow the original life trajectory, go to Shrek Academy to embrace the protagonist's thigh, and successfully blend into the protagonist group is the kingly way.

Although the fat man's female popularity is not good, it's better than joining the Wuhun Temple and then don't know which day Tang San suddenly hits the door and dies instantly.

Looking at the silent Ma Hongjun, the crow soul master continued to speak.

"There is only one work-study student in your village. If you enter the Wuhun Temple, that little brother will have the opportunity to study in the academy. How about it? Only in this way can you get the best of both worlds."

As if feeling that Ma Hongjun was hesitating, the crow soul master added another card.

In his opinion, even if a six-year-old child doesn't know how huge the "Wuhun Temple" is, he should still understand the truth that "there is only one place, if you want to give your childhood playmates the chance, you must enter the Wuhun Temple" of.

"..."

"Why are you still hesitating? Join our Spirit Hall, get more and better resources, surpass me, and even become a more powerful soul master is only a matter of time!" The crow soul master threw out the ultimate move: future.

However, Ma Hongjun only thought of hehe.

With top-level martial soul and innate full soul power, it was only a matter of time before becoming a powerful soul master.

But well...

Seeing that the crow soul master's patience is almost exhausted, it looks like he will fight if he disagrees with him.

Although Ma Hongjun really wanted to compete against Master Dou, after all, there were still the villagers of Fenghuang Village behind him.

I can't help it... let's talk about it first...

"But, where do I go to learn about Wuhun?"

Ma Hongjun was betting that they were all just fringe personnel of the Spirit Hall, and were not qualified to contact Hu Liena and her like.

Of course, Spirit Hall also has a special training place for soul masters, but Ma Hongjun bet they don't know about it.

Sure enough, after hearing Ma Hongjun's words, the crow soul master was at a loss for words.

"...Our Spirit Hall naturally has a special place for cultivating soul masters, as long as you can pass the selection..."

"Do you think a kid like me from the countryside can compare with those big shots?" Ma Hongjun tried his best to put on a wry smile.

In fact, this expression is three parts true and seven parts false, because Ma Hongjun's first soul ring has not yet been found.

The current Ma Hongjun really doesn't have the confidence to challenge the geniuses cultivated in the big sect.

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and sigh, if he can have a father who is a titled Douluo or a powerful sect as his background, it will be much easier...

Huh, wait.

I remember that in the original book, Ma Hongjun was an orphan who was adopted by Flender since he was a child.

...Where is my seven-ring soul sage backer? !

In the original book, the evil fire phoenix was uncontrollable. When it was born, it razed its surroundings to the ground, thus becoming an orphan and being adopted by Flender.

And Ma Hongjun, who came across with the strange fire, refined the impurities of the evil fire and avoided the tragedy...

Naturally, the chance to meet Flender was avoided.

Ma Hongjun, who still didn't know that his time travel had changed the original trajectory of this character's life, was standing in the village's reception room, fluttered by the wind.

(End of this chapter)