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16 Spirit Kite

  "Young man, I am sixty-seven years old this year. I think there is no hope for a breakthrough in my lifetime." The old man sighed, "My life is over. Twelve years ago, my granddaughter was born. She has been gifted since she was a child, and now she is a great soul master of level 20."

  The old man smiled and said, "If it weren't for my useless son taking my granddaughter to hunt souls a few days ago, I would definitely let her come to listen to the lecture."

  Perhaps because he saw the figure of his granddaughter in Chen Ping, the old man felt a little kind, so he talked more.

  "This old man is right. He has lost a lot of vitality in his body. It should be that the injury he suffered when he was young has not been completely healed. Now it has relapsed. In less than ten years, he will pass away."

  Since Chen Ping was deceived last time, Roxelles has also become alert. Although he will not make decisions for Chen Ping, he will still tell Chen Ping some key information. As for the decision, let Chen Ping make it himself.

  Chen Ping: "Hmm. What is the strength of this old man?"

  "He is now a Soul Emperor of level 67. He should have been a peak Soul Emperor before. Because of the loss of vitality, his soul power has decreased a lot."

  "What!" Chen Ping was shocked. The old man in front of him, who was not very impressive, was actually a Soul Emperor.

  You know, in Soto City, the number of Soul Kings is very few, let alone Soul Emperors.

  "Old man, your granddaughter should have innate full soul power." Chen Ping responded: "She was born to be the top soul master."

  "Haha, yes, my granddaughter is indeed a genius with innate full soul power." The smile on the old man's face became even bigger: "That's why I don't want her to take a detour. When I was young, I was greedy and reckless, which led to the absorption of soul rings beyond the age limit, which left a 'root of disease'. Now I am old and can no longer suppress the injury."

  When speaking, the old man's face did not show any loss, but a full smile.

  "Haha, let's not talk about me." The old man changed the subject: "Young man, I see that your steps are very solid, and your eyes are even more sharp. I guess your strength must be good. Come and tell me about it."

  Chen Ping smiled and said modestly: "Old man, you are joking. I am just a great soul master of level 22, not worth mentioning."

  "Oh?" The old man became interested: "Twenty-two years old, young man, how old are you?"

  Chen Ping: "Twelve years old!"

  "Twelve years old, twenty-two years old!?" The old man's beard on his chin trembled, and his voice became much smaller: "Young man, you don't have martial ethics. My granddaughter is thirteen years old this year, only level 20, and you are more evil than her."

  "No, you are definitely not a countryman. Which force are you from?" Thinking of what Chen Ping said before, the old man immediately became alert.

  If he believed that a twelve-year-old, twenty-two-level genius could appear in a country, he might as well die now.

  At the age of twelve, he is at level twenty-two. He must be a genius with full innate soul power. The deacons of the Spirit Hall cannot and dare not let him go. They have already absorbed him into the Spirit Hall.

  Chen Ping smiled and said, "Old man, I just said that I came from the countryside, not that I am a country boy."

  "Hahaha." The old man laughed heartily: "I am old and my memory is not good."

  Then he patted Chen Ping on the shoulder: "Young man, I think you are very good. Listen carefully to the master's speech later. When my granddaughter comes back, you can meet her. Young people always have topics to talk about."

  Chen Ping knew what the old man meant, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he simply asked: "Old man, what's your granddaughter's name?"

  With full innate soul power and level twenty at the age of thirteen, she should not be an unknown person. Her name would be mentioned more or less in the original work. Even if she is not a Titled Douluo, she should be a Soul Douluo.

  The old man stroked his beard and scolded with a smile: "You kid, you didn't even ask my name, but you want to know my granddaughter's name."

  As he spoke, a gleam of light flashed in the old man's eyes.     It should be noted that the descendants of two geniuses with full innate soul power have a high probability of full innate soul power. The soul power fluctuations emanating from Chen Ping are not fake. I just touched Chen Ping's body, and there is no problem with his bone age.

  "My name is Ling Hai, and my granddaughter is Ling Yuan."

  Ling Yuan! ? Is it that Ling Yuan Douluo?

  In the anime, Ling Yuan Douluo is not very old, but because of the plot, he was killed inexplicably by the plot.

  "Really." Chen Ping smiled helplessly, "Bibi Dong, Ling Yuan. I already know two of the three future female Title Douluo."

  Chen Ping bowed and said, "Boy Chen Ping, meet Senior Ling Hai."

  "Don't call me senior." Ling Hai waved his hand: "Just call me grandpa like my granddaughter, haha."

  "Haha, okay." Chen Ping laughed dryly, "Grandpa Ling Hai."

  Ling Hai's eyes clearly showed that he was sure of himself. However, being able to know a future Title Douluo is also a great gain for Chen Ping.

  "Good boy." Ling Hai laughed loudly and put his right hand on Chen Ping's shoulder: "Okay, where do you live now? If you don't have a place to live, just stay at my place."

  If you are too attentive without any reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. Ling Hai's behavior is nothing more than wanting Chen Ping to get along with her granddaughter and lead the family to glory in the future.

  However, Chen Ping didn't care. After all, Ling Yuan Douluo is not inferior to Bibi Dong in appearance, hehe.

  "No, Grandpa Ling Hai, I'm staying at the Rose Hotel now."

  Chen Ping just opened his mouth and was interrupted by Ling Hai: "What, Rose Hotel! !?"

  Ling Hai's face became a little ugly. After all, as a resident of Soto City, he knew very well what the Rose Hotel was.

  "I didn't expect that you have such a hobby at such a young age."

  Hearing this, Chen Ping knew that Ling Hai had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Grandpa Ling Hai, you misunderstood. I live in the Rose Hotel. First, there are large rooms there, with enough space to practice martial arts; second, it is close to the Soto Grand Fighting Soul Arena, which is more convenient."

  "Is that really the case?" Ling Hai asked suspiciously.

  Chen Ping: "Grandpa Ling Hai, I have been fighting in the Grand Fighting Soul Arena for a month. If you don't believe me, come fight with me later. Or, go to the Rose Hotel and ask."

  After winning one-on-one fighting souls for a month, Chen Ping has also made some name for himself in the Soto Grand Fighting Soul Arena. A few days ago, when the points were settled, Chen Ping also obtained the silver fighting soul as he wished, which was another step closer to the purple gold fighting soul.

  "Fighting souls for a month!?" Ling Hai also often went to see fighting souls, and also planned to let Ling Yuan go to the fighting soul arena to hone her skills after she obtained the spirit ring.

  "Wait, you can't be Zhuri." Ling Hai suddenly remembered a genius who had recently emerged in the fighting soul arena.

  I had planned to meet him in a few days, but I didn't expect to bump into him today.

  "Yes, I am Zhuri." Chen Ping handed over the silver fighting spirit badge.

  The badge was engraved with Chen Ping's basic information and the number of fighting spirits.

  (End of this chapter)