Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

The light of the crystal ball is still flickering brightly and darkly.

At this moment, Su Luoheng felt something in his heart, and part of his soul power seemed to be drawn into his body.

As time goes by, the final light freezes near the top.

"..."

"Innate soul power, level eight."

There was a trace of regret in Master Cheng's voice, although the innate eighth-level soul power is already very good, but it is still not as good as the innate full soul power, this child's soul power is as strange as Wuhun.

Maybe it's blinding~

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"Stand behind me, kid. Although this martial soul is special, it shouldn't be too weak with such innate soul power."

"Ah."

Hearing that Su Luoheng walked behind Master Cheng.

Although it wasn't standard for a traverser to have full soul power, he was already very satisfied with the innate eighth level.

However, he felt that the awakening of his martial soul seemed a little different from what his father said.

"Level eight! Look, Jun Ran!"

Hearing Su Luoheng's soul power level, Ye Lan held Su Junran's arm excitedly, "He's one level higher than you, Junran, our son is awesome!"

"Of course, he is indeed my son!"

"Ok?"

"It's mainly due to Madam."

"It's almost there~"

Su Junran smiled gently, and turned his eyes to pause on the crystal ball thoughtfully.

He noticed the previous full of soul power light.

During the soul power test, the crystal ball has always grown from the bottom up, and has never decreased.

If there is no problem with the crystal ball, there will only be one possibility left.

……

……

"Little brother, congratulations to Brother Jun and Sister Lan."

"I didn't expect Luoheng to have such a talent!"

"..."

"Today's Luoheng, I would like to thank my virtuous brother for preparing, and I will definitely come to the door to thank you when I have time someday."

"Brother Jun, it's all as it should be."

The enthusiastic Chen Mingxuan was all smiles, and watched the three of them leave the Temple of Heavenly Soul.

A total of ten levels of innate soul power in Douluo Continent determine the upper limit of a soul master's future growth.

The eighth level of innate soul power means that as long as Su Luoheng cultivates step by step in the future, there will be basically no bottlenecks in his soul power at least all the way up to the Contra level.

Coupled with the impressive strength of Su Junran and his wife, smart people will naturally maintain this relationship well.

"From now on, our little Luoheng will also be a soul master~"

"But I still don't know what the function of the martial soul is, what if it is—" Su Luoheng still cared about his martial soul.

"Worried about being a waste martial soul?"

"kind of."

"Stinky boy, aren't you usually very smart~"

"Ok?"

Su Junran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and poked Su Luoheng's little head hard.

"Your dad was right."

Ye Lan rolled Su Junran's eyes with slight annoyance, bent down and smoothed her hair with a smile, and said softly, "Don't forget that you are born with eighth-level soul power, what kind of useless martial soul can have such high soul power?"

"Ok!"

Having said that, Xiao Luoheng suddenly felt relieved.

Turning to look at the vendors on the street, a pair of smart eyes rolled.

"Mom, can I..."

"Why do you still want to eat candied haws? Didn't you eat enough last night?" Following Su Luoheng's gaze, Ye Lan explained his little plan.

"Ah! Mom, how do you know?"

"Humph~"

Ye Lan poked her son's little head with a half-smile.

The little guy looked at his old father, who spread his hands to express his helplessness.

Seeing this, Su Luoheng rolled his eyes, threw himself into Ye Lan's arms, blinked aggrievedly, and complained, "Papa snatched those last night, and I didn't eat any of them."

"Your dad took it?"

"Uh-huh."

"what?"

"It's not the wife, it's the son—"

"Ah, what, you're such an adult, you're robbing children for food?"

"Let's not take it as an example, let's go buy another one."

"Hey, Mom is the best!"

Xiao Luoheng quickly ran to the stall on the street.

Su Junran, who couldn't argue with anything, could only glared at the snickering brat gloomily.

Who let him be his son~

……

……

After returning home, Su Junran called Su Luoheng to the courtyard and began to study the issue of martial arts.

First, he took out a crystal ball that was the same as the Temple of Heavenly Soul, and handed it to Su Luoheng, "Luoheng will test your soul power again."

"Ah."

Although Xiao Luoheng was puzzled, he followed his father's instructions.

With the white and tender little hands placed on the crystal ball, the blue light bloomed from the ball again.

The light stopped again at a distance from the top.

It seems that there is no difference between spirit power and eighth level.

But there was a slight fluctuation in Su Junran's eyes, and he found a slight difference from before.

Soul power has indeed decreased!

This confirmed his guess in the Temple of Heavenly Soul at that time.

"dad?"

"Luo Heng summoned your martial soul."

"Ah."

Su Luoheng's mind moved slightly, and soon a wasteland appeared behind him, accompanied by a sense of dilapidation and desolation. Although it was only a little higher than when he first awakened, he could still feel this spirit with his strength. idea.

It is indeed enhanced.

"Dad, is it all right?"

Almost a quarter of an hour passed, Su Luoheng trembled slightly, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He couldn't hold on anymore.

"Go back."

Hearing this, Su Luoheng quickly put away his Martial Soul, gasped heavily, and sat down on the ground in relief.

On the other hand, Su Junran frowned slightly, and his whole body exuded a silver light of soul power.

At the same time, different tests were started.

After a while.

Su Junran's brows stretched and as the light of soul power faded, he finally stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head. Su Luoheng, who was familiar with this scene, was overjoyed and quickly sat down and waited for his father to explain.

"Luoheng, your martial soul should belong to a rare spiritual attribute. Although I don't know the ability yet, it's not weak in terms of soul power consumption."

"Spiritual attributes!"

Before Luoheng could speak, Su Junran continued.

"However, your current soul power level is weaker than that at the beginning."

"Ok?"

Su Luoheng, who didn't know why, frowned.

"Your martial soul seems to have not been fully awakened, it is still absorbing the soul power in your body to perfect. In other words, your innate soul power level is not level eight, but innately full of soul power!"

"I am, full of soul power?!"

He recalled that when he first tested his soul power, the light of the crystal ball was indeed fully lit.

It's just that later it began to fall back to become an innate eighth-level soul power.