Reborn as Ma Hongjun, Xiangxiang, don't cry, I'll take you back to the realm of gods.

Chapter 8 The ultimate martial spirit?This kind of talent is perfect for our Wuhun Palace.
Ma Hongjun led Bai Chenxiang towards the direction of Shrek Academy. He didn't notice that there was a tall old man behind him, staring at his back.

The old man had an ordinary appearance, probably in his sixties, but he was very agile and did not look like someone of his age.

He looked at Ma Hongjun for a while, then turned into the alley, walked to the pile of black ash in the alley, squatted down, and twisted the still warm black ash with his hand, with a complicated expression.

His name is Jia Hengsheng, 67 years old, sixty-level soul emperor, Ostrich Wuhun, and the assistant bishop of Sotuo City Wuhun Hall.

He was walking around the alley just now when he suddenly felt an intimidating force.

Because he possesses the ostrich martial spirit, he can clearly feel that it is an extremely high-quality bird martial spirit. No, it should be said to be the best martial spirit!

Immediately, he ran over to check and found that the martial spirit actually belonged to a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old!
And the moment this young man released a soul skill, he could actually feel an extremely powerful sense of oppression, and his strength was beyond compare!

What kind of terrifying martial spirit is this?

Jia Hengsheng was amazed.

Not to mention...

Jia Hengsheng grabbed a handful of black ash on the ground and felt the hot residual temperature above.

A single soul skill can instantly kill Bu Le, leaving the opponent with no energy left to shout.

There was shock in his eyes.

Although Bu Leren was very wretched, as a soul sect, he still had some strength, and he was actually killed instantly with one move!

How incredible!

"Ma Hongjun..." Jia Hengsheng muttered Ma Hongjun's name, his brows stretched, and there was a hint of sparkle in his eyes.

If he could discover the genius of Ma Hongjun as an assistant bishop, his status in Wuhun Palace could be raised to at least two levels!

The best martial soul means preparing to be titled Douluo!

He breathed heavily, became more and more excited, and immediately ran in the direction of Wuhun Hall.

This Ma Hongjun is a student of Shrek Academy. It is impossible to bring him out by himself. He must ask for power from above.

Because of his ostrich martial spirit, Jia Hengsheng was incredibly fast and quickly arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Hall.

The guard at the door was about to say hello when he saw that Jia Hengsheng ignored him and quickly got into the Wuhun Hall.

Returning to his office, Jia Hengsheng immediately took a piece of letterhead and wrote a letter to the Pope.

He controlled his emotions, tried his best to make his handwriting look normal, and quickly wrote down what he saw about Ma Hongjun in an elaborate way.

In order to highlight his importance as the first person to discover Ma Hongjun in the letter, he also specifically emphasized that he noticed Ma Hongjun's extraordinary temperament from the beginning and followed Ma Hongjun secretly.

Finally, he guaranteed with his own strength as the Soul Emperor and the reputation of the Assistant Bishop of Soto City that Ma Hongjun definitely possesses the ultimate martial spirit and is a peerless genius worth fighting for in the Spirit Hall!
After writing such a full letter, Jia Hengsheng read it several times to make sure there were no errors, omissions or alterations. Then he put the letter into an envelope and sealed it with wax.

Looking at the exquisite envelope on the desk, Jia Hengsheng was already imagining the wonderful life of being promoted to bishop by Wuhun Temple because of his discovery of Ma Hongjun's talent.

At this moment, the door to his office was suddenly opened, and a tall middle-aged man in his forties walked in without any scruples.

Jia Hengsheng frowned immediately.

Who on earth just walked in without even knocking on the door.

But when he looked up, his body couldn't help but tremble. He quickly put away the dissatisfaction on his face and put on a flattering smile:

"Lord...bishop, do you have anything to do with me?"

The visitor is none other than Bishop Silas of Soto City, a level 63 soul emperor with a martial soul as his weapon, the Soul Coiling Dragon Stick.

"I'm going to the Pope's Palace to report on my duties in the next two days. You are solely responsible for the affairs of the Wuhun Palace." Silas said, taking a look at the lacquered envelope on Jia Hengsheng's desk, and asked: "Do you have a letter for me to take? ?" Jia Hengsheng's heart tightened and he quickly refused: "No, no."

Silas frowned, but didn't say much. He stared at Jia Hengsheng for a while, then turned and left.

Until the office door clicked shut, Jia Hengsheng punched the desk and gritted his teeth.

He was originally the secretary-general of the previous bishop of Soto City, and he worked conscientiously for the bishop for 20 years.

The last bishop gave him a pretty good evaluation after he was promoted.

With such qualifications and achievements, he thought he could gain the attention of the Pope's Palace and at least become the bishop of Soto City's Wuhun Palace.

However, contrary to expectations, a bishop parachuted into the Papal Palace and landed on his head!

And with so many years of experience, he could only be ranked below Silas as an assistant bishop!
After asking around, he found out that Silas was actually the illegitimate son of a platinum bishop!
Platinum Bishop!

In the Wuhun Palace, the status of Bishop Platinum is theoretically only lower than that of the Pope!

When Jia Hengsheng knew the news, even though he had great resentment towards Silas, he could only break his teeth and swallow it.

There is no way, who can give people a good father?

He looked at the lacquered letter on the desk, thought for a while, and then put it back in the drawer.

Silas was going to the Pope's Palace to report on his duties. If he handed this letter over at this time, wouldn't he be giving him credit?

No, after he comes back, I have to go to the Pope's Palace in person!

Jia Hengsheng closed the drawer and clenched his fists, the tips of his fists turning white.

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Bai Chenxiang followed Ma Hongjun, looking at the tattered plaque at the end of the village with the words "Shrek Academy" crookedly written on it, and opened her mouth wider and wider.

Why did my grandfather insist on letting me come to this academy?
Ma Hongjun also had black lines on his head.

He was used to it and didn't think anything of it, but now that Bai Chenxiang saw the shabby decoration of Shrek Academy, he was really embarrassed.

"Well..." Ma Hongjun swallowed and said, "Come with me to see the dean first."

The corners of Bai Chenxiang's mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't. She just smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay."

If Ma Hongjun hadn't saved him at the critical moment, he would have escaped by now.

The two walked some distance and arrived at the training ground.

At this moment, the sun was setting in the west. Under the devilish training of Flanders, all the students were lying on the ground with their tongues hanging out, gasping for air.

Bai Chenxiang saw this scene first, and her eyelids jumped.

Good guy, are you exercising like this?

What on earth is going on at Shrek Academy?

At this time, Flanders also came over and said with a flattering face: "Hongjun, you are back!"

"Yeah." Ma Hongjun nodded.

"Hongjun, who is this girl?" Flanders pointed at Bai Chenxiang and asked.

(End of this chapter)