Unlike Qian Bing's shocked reaction, Su Yuntao frowned and secretly complained in his heart:

"What is this? The spherical weapon spirit? It doesn't seem to be lethal. It seems to be a useless martial soul."

His face was obviously a little disappointed, but out of professional ethics, he still planned to test Qian Bing's soul power level.

"This ball is your martial soul, which belongs to the category of weapon martial souls, but may not be able to practice. After all, it seems that there is no attack power. Now you use your mind to put away the martial soul. I want to test your innate soul power level."

Qian Bing nodded and focused all his attention on the spirit ball martial soul in the palm of his hand. After a while, he felt as if he had contacted it. With a thought, the elf ball disappeared into his palm.

Seeing this, Su Yuntao felt that Qian Bing had a good understanding, so he dragged the crystal ball in front of him.

"Put your right hand on the crystal ball."

Qian Bing immediately obediently stretched out his tender little hand and placed it on the crystal ball.

But as soon as his palm was pressed against the crystal sphere, his body trembled violently, and he felt that the transparent blue crystal sphere had a huge suction force at this moment, as if he wanted to swallow up something in his body.

Qian Bing was completely unable to control himself and could only let the crystal ball suck him. Suddenly the crystal ball suddenly lit up dazzling blue light, and soon the entire crystal ball became as gorgeous as a brilliant gem.

At this time, Su Yuntao's face also showed a look of shock. A ray of green light flowed out of the wolf's claws, which separated Qian Bing's hand from the crystal ball.

"It turns out to be the innate soul power!"

Qian Bing had actually known in his heart what the concept of innate soul power was, but in order not to make himself look special, he immediately showed a hint of doubt and asked obediently:

"Uncle, what is the innate soul power?"

Su Yuntao's view of Qian Bing was obviously different from before, so he explained seriously when he saw him asking:

"When people awaken their martial souls, in addition to the form of the martial souls determines whether it is powerful, the amount of soul power is also crucial.

Most people have no soul power when awakening, and they cannot practice without soul power, which means they will have no chance of being with the soul master for their whole life.

Only those who are born with soul power can practice through meditation even if they only have a trace of it.

However, the innate soul power during awakening is crucial, which determines a person's future cultivation speed. The higher the soul power, the faster the speed.

The innate full soul power is the highest soul power that can be achieved during awakening. A person with innate full soul power is destined to be one step ahead of others in the future path of soul master practice."

Su Yuntao said that when he looked at Qian Bing, he paid more attention to his eyes, but when he thought of his martial soul, he felt very sorry.

After all, if a weapon and martial soul has no attack power, it is like a knife that cannot be used to kill the soul beast and obtain the soul ring to be promoted. What's the use of practicing at a fast speed?

However, Su Yuntao did not give up Qian Bing in the end, and took out a small token from his arms and put it in his tender hands.

"Your talent is rare in a century. Although your martial soul is flawed, I still think you should give you a chance. This is the admission certificate for Notting College. You can prepare it and report on admission in a while."

After hearing this, Qian Bing didn't even have time to show his joy, and the village chief Qian Xiao, who was standing beside him, was already extremely excited.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, our Taolin Village finally has another soul master. Little soldier, why don't you thank you, sir."

Qian Bing was not restrained and immediately bent down respectfully and gave a big gift to Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao nodded with a faint smile.

"Practice well in the future and don't embarrass me, the leader. Well, you go back and get familiar with the martial soul first."

Qian Bing said thank you again when he heard this, and then turned around and left after indicating Qian Xiao with his eyes.

He left the Wuhun Hall and headed straight for his dilapidated house. When he entered the house, he closed the doors and windows, and couldn't wait to spread his hands in front of him.

"The innate soul power, according to the routines in the novels I read in my previous life, I should have a martial soul."

Thinking of this, Qian Bing focused his mind on the palm of his left hand. After a while, a faint white light lit up. A wonderful martial soul that was 70% or 80% similar to his favorite game console in his previous life actually appeared.

"It's the elf's picture book!"

Qian Bing shouted in dismay.

He was so familiar with this thing. Before traveling through time, he was working hard to collect all the elves in the entire picture book.

But as a martial soul, one is a elves ball and the other is an elves' illustration, and it doesn't seem to have any attack power. Qian Bing really doesn't know whether he should be sad or happy.

"Hey, the soul beasts in Douluo Continent are not elves, and the spirit ball martial soul should not be conquered."

What can the elf’s martial soul do?

Is it possible to detect the information of the soul beast? Anyway, it is impossible to use it for a fight.

Thinking of this, Qian Bing felt a little depressed in an instant, but he quickly cheered up and comforted himself:

"It's okay, as a time traveler, I should have a standard gold finger that can make me soar to the sky."

"The protagonist's gold finger may be late, but he will never be absent. It must be true!"

Qian Bing felt much happier when he thought about this.

...

After a while, Qian Xiao came to the door again with fish and a bag of rice in his hand. After Qian Bing politely welcomed him into the door, the two of them sat down next to the shabby wooden table.

"Xiaobing, the food at home is almost gone. This is what grandma prepared for you."

Qian Xiao said as he pushed the thing in front of Qian Bing.

He didn't postpone it, and quickly said "Thank you".

"No need to thank you. Xiaobing is so determined to become a soul master, which is the pride of the entire Taolin Village. Grandpa wants to thank you, haha."

"Grandpa, don't say that. If you hadn't been kind enough to take care of me, I wouldn't have been waiting for this day."

"Oh, let's not talk about this. Grandpa is here to tell you that you are the only one in our village this year who has received the admission notice from Notting College. You must prepare well recently. I will take you to Notting City to report on admission in three months."

Qian Bing has been in Douluo Continent for six years. The thing he most looks forward to is to become a soul master. He is naturally very happy to know that he can officially enter the school and learn the basic knowledge of a soul master in three months.

After Qian Xiao told him the news, the two of them exchanged greetings for a few more words, then stood up and said goodbye and left.

After sending Qian Xiao away, Qian Bing could not suppress his joy and longing, and then summoned two martial souls, the Elf Ball and the Elf Illustrator, tossed and studied them over and over again.

It’s just that the martial soul has almost no special abilities before it has the first soul ring.

In addition, there are no soul beasts or other objects that he can use to test the power of martial souls, so Qian Bing looked at it for a long time but did not get any meaningful clues.

After a while, he felt dizzy in his mind, and he judged in his heart that it should be because of the continuous summoning of martial souls that consumed a lot of soul power.
Chapter completed!