Lan Nuo was not very excited because he won the bet. Only when he really faced the elites that appeared in the plot did he realize his shortcomings. He lacked a single-hit attack. Facing the endless soul skills of soul masters, especially those of control and group attacks, he would be quite passive.

If Lan Nuo is not exposed to the ability of projecting himself, he will be able to deal with it at the highest level of the Soul King. If it is higher, it will be difficult to win except for attribute restraint.

"Your talent is really amazing. If I guess correctly, one of your soul skills is the trick of tail discharge, and the other soul skills is to blur the body and defend against it!" Qin Ming made a serious analysis, but no one was guessed correctly, but Lan Nuo naturally would not point it out.

"What a pity. If you didn't join the Tiandou Royal Academy, there is an academy that should be more suitable for a little monster like you!" Qin Ming sighed after saying that. Flander founded Shrek for many years, but he was the most outstanding student. Although he is the second youngest soul emperor in history, he cannot bring a qualitative leap to the reputation of the academy. If it were Lan Nuo, it might prove Flander's philosophy.

"You are talking about Shrek Academy! That academy that claims to only accept monsters?" Lan Nuo said that when she mentioned Shrek, she felt a little dissatisfied in her tone, which made Qin Ming frown in an instant. He was very fond of his alma mater, and Lan Nuo's attitude made him dissatisfied.

"Although this is a suspicion of boasting, I am the student trained by Shrek Academy and the second youngest soul emperor in history. Isn't this enough to prove anything?"

Lan Nuo shook his head at Qin Ming's excited performance: "The premise for you to get to this point is that you have a talent far beyond ordinary people. If you have a gentle talent and only level four or five innate soul power, can Shrek still train you to become the second youngest soul emperor in history?

Shrek claims to be unaware of his origin, but the theory of talent is better than the theory of bloodline? The school is a place for preaching, learning, and answering questions. It is truly respectable for everyone. It should be aimed at everyone. It may be difficult to teach everyone according to their aptitude, but at least it should treat every scholar fairly."

Lan Nuo's words made Qin Ming silent. He was a talented soul master. As a vested interest in excellent talent, he would hardly take the initiative to reflect on these issues. However, he had to admit that what Lan Nuo said was indeed reasonable. Because he was poor in talent, he could not receive high-quality education. In fact, there was no essential difference from the perspective of the portal. Both were determined from birth, rather than by effort.

"I admit that what you said is indeed a bit reasonable, but Principal Flander's wealth and connections are limited, and it is impossible to give resources to cultivate those who are destined to be unable to reach the peak of the soul master world. This does not mean that the principal discriminates against those soul masters with poor talent. Besides, how can the school you are talking about really exist in reality!" It is extremely difficult to change a person's concept. Lan Nuo's words cannot change his admiration for Shrek.

"It may not exist. If there is no now, it does not mean there is no future. Teacher Qin Ming, remember our agreement and remember to call me when you go out for a task." After that, Lan Nuo turned around and left.

A prompt box popped up in Qin Ming's mind: "Sistem is being installed, please don't resist!"

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With Qin Ming as the thug, Lan Nuo was more confident about going to the undercover agent of the evil soul master next time. He took out the evil soul master from the secret room, pressed his palm on top of his head, and swallowed his ability without emitting it.

"Tell me how to find the evil soul master's organization."

Faced with the threat of Lan Nuo devouring the origin, the zombie soul master immediately came from his heart: "Go to the capital of the Kingdom of Sylves, Sylves City, there is a tavern called the Sycad Tavern, where I lift the ban on me, and I will help contact the organization."

"I hope you don't lie to me. I believe you know better than me about the feeling of being devoured from the origin." Lan Nuo knocked the zombie soul master out, put it in a large mountaineering bag, and left Tiandou City alone.

Leaving Tiandou City and finding a place where no one was left, Lan Nuo took off his shirt, spread his wings, and pulled up to the sky with his mountaineering bag, dragging a person. Even with the dual assistance of the Nine Heavens Wind Rumor and the Soul Bone of the External Soul Bone, the soul power consumed during flight was increased exponentially. Fortunately, Lan Nuo was not afraid of the consumption of soul power, so he went south and flew towards Sylves City.

Compared with Tiandou City, Sylves City is much smaller. The Sylves Kingdom is located in the inland. The climate is arid. The city has a bit of the ancient Western Regions style. In order to resist the wind and sand, many pedestrians on the street wear headscarves or veils.

Lan Nuo walked on the bustling King's Avenue and soon found the sickle tavern. The tavern was made of a hideous purple sickle. In this era, there were few shops using purple signs because purple fuel was extremely expensive and often accompanied by a peculiar smell. In terms of cost-effectiveness, it is not suitable to be made into a sign unless it has a special significance.

Seeing the sign of the sickle, Lan Nuo had some guesses in his heart. When he walked into the tavern, the smell of inferior ale that was rushing to his face made Lan Nuo frown. The alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat was disgusting. There was a trace of blood mixed in the alcohol, which made the tavern look even more gloomy.

Lan Nuo bypassed the drunken guest and came to the bartender. He glanced at the list and suddenly his eyes lit up. He said to the bartender who was always wiping his cups: "Give me a bloody Mary!"

The bartender looked at Lan Nuo in surprise. Bloody Mary was the most expensive of all drinks, and it was one more priced than other drinks. It was almost impossible for a normal customer to order such an expensive drink.

"Please follow me!" The bartender put down his cup and led Lan Nuo downstairs. The air in the basement became much fresher, but the sweet smell of blood became even stronger.

The bartender took Lan Nuo to a separate private room and served a glass of scarlet liquid. The fishy and sweet smell was emitted from the cup.

"Tsk! It's really blood! It's not really human blood, right?" Lan Nuo smacked his lips, and it seemed that he might not have used the zombie to lead the way.

Lan Nuo did not move the blood in the cup, and drank blood or something. He was too heavy. He usually only ate blood sausage, and he wanted to stew with pork belly with sauerkraut, sucking... and drooling as he thought about it...

As Lan Nuo waited, a man pushed the door and entered the private room soon. As the man entered, Electrolux, who was resting in his mind, opened his eyes instantly.

【To be continued】
Chapter completed!