Chapter 9: Boss
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi. They didn't expect that Wei Xiaofeng was actually a great soul master like them.

Moreover, the two of them possess the skill of fusing their martial souls. They have been practicing together since childhood to become great soul masters at the age of nine.

Huan Ling chuckled, and a soul-guiding gun appeared in his hand. He aimed it directly at Wei Xiaofeng and injected soul power into it.

An anesthetic ray hit Wei Xiaofeng, his body stiffened and he fell directly to the ground.

"You, a great soul master, have the nerve to pretend with me." Huan Ling curled his lips and put away the soul guide gun.

Zhang Yangzi was also stunned and reminded: "If you use soul guides to attack classmates in school, you will be expelled."

Huan Ling said nonchalantly: "It's okay, just teach him a lesson. Anyone who has any objections can go talk to my elders."

Seeing Huanling was so confident, Zhang Yangzi stopped trying to persuade her and started making the bed with Wang Jinxi.

Huan Ling used a second-level soul-guiding gun, which could only anesthetize Wei Xiaofeng for a while. He soon recovered and said angrily, "How dare you sneak attack me!"

He directly used his martial spirit to attack the phantom, and then was hit by an anesthetic ray. This time Wei Xiaofeng was about to jump to the upper bunk, but he fell from a height of more than one meter and hit the ground.

When Wei Xiaofeng recovered, he didn't dare to attack Huan Ling anymore. He said cautiously, "You dare to use soul guide to attack classmates in the dormitory. Aren't you afraid of being expelled?"

Huan Ling said nonchalantly: "Didn't you possess my spirit first and prepare to attack me? I was just trying to protect myself."

"You!" Wei Xiaofeng was so angry that his teeth ached, but he couldn't bring up his parents and backers for such a thing, so he said angrily: "Forget it, I recognize you."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi again.

In less than a minute, Wei Xiaofeng lay on the ground again, his eyes were very confused, he didn't understand why he was being lectured by his three roommates at the beginning of the school year.

Huan Ling smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, from now on you will be our little brother in Dormitory 107. Listen to me and clean the dormitory. I will protect you from now on."

Wei Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and said, "They are both great soul masters, and they are together. It's fine if I can't beat them, but it's nothing that you can beat me with your soul guide!"

The purple light was so dazzling that even Wei Xiaofeng was stunned. He lay on the ground at a loss. Who could tell him why his roommates were so strong?
In fact, there were only four great soul masters in this class of freshmen, and they were all assigned to Class 1. Wei Xiaofeng was of course invincible against other people, but he happened to meet three people he couldn't beat.

Huan Ling sat on the upper bunk and said, "Okay, be a good little brother to me from now on. After a while, go buy some rare metals and I'll help you build a mecha."

Wei Xiaofeng stood up with a somersault and asked in surprise, "Are you a mecha maker?"

To make that kind of standard mecha, there is no need for a designer to draw blueprints. There are fixed blueprints, and all you need to do is carve the soul guide formation.

Huan Ling took out three small notebooks, which were his secondary professional certificates: Level 4 Mecha Designer, Level 3 Mecha Manufacturer, and Level 3 Mecha Repairer.

Aolai City can only certify level 4 secondary occupations at most, so Huanling does not yet have a level 5 mecha designer certificate.

Huan Ling said, "Did you see that? If you follow me, you will definitely get some benefits."

Which of the three nine-year-old great spirit masters is not a genius? Especially their martial spirits, all of them are top-level martial spirits, and they may become titled Douluo in the future. "Brother, what is your name?" Wei Xiaofeng asked Huanling in a very humbly manner.

"My name is Huan Ling, and they are Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi." Huan Ling introduced Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi to Wei Xiaofeng and said, "Since you are so arrogant today, I will leave the sanitation for this week to you. From now on, each of us will be responsible for a week."

"No problem, Brother Huanling, I will clean for you from now on." Wei Xiaofeng patted his chest and promised.

Although his family was not short of money, it was impossible for them to make a mecha for him just for fun. Moreover, with a purple soul ring at the age of nine and such a secondary occupation level, how could Wei Xiaofeng not see Huan Ling's potential.

What's wrong with being a younger brother? Didn't some of the original Shrek Seven Devils become gods 20,000 years ago thanks to the Sea God Tang San?

Although he cannot become a god by relying on phantom spirits, as a future god-level mecha master, what is he waiting for if not to cling to others?
Huan Ling was more pleased with the arrogant Wei Xiaofeng. He jumped down from the upper bunk, patted his shoulder, and said, "I felt you were a talent at first sight. I have a little brother who is a forger. When you become a soul king, we will help you make battle armor."

"Thank you, big brother." Wei Xiaofeng was ecstatic and was even more secretly happy about his plan to become a younger brother.

After the three of them had made their beds, the four of them went to the cafeteria to eat together. Wei Xiaofeng directly bought four of the most expensive Class A meals as a treat.

Can Huan Ling just sit back and watch this happen? Of course not. He handed Wei Xiaofeng 10,000 federal coins and said, "What's the big deal? I'll treat you to a meal. Please take the money."

Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi looked at them in astonishment, looked at each other, sat down, said thank you and started eating.

As soon as he sat down, Huan Ling's communication soul guide rang, and after it was connected, Tang Wulin's voice was heard.

"Huan Ling, have you signed up? My teacher helped me sign up and asked the dean to assign me to Class 1. I heard that there are three second-ring great spirit masters in this class besides you."

Huanling said: "The three of them are my roommates."

It was obvious that there was silence on the other side of the communication soul guide for a moment. Tang Wulin asked again: "Where are you now? I won't go to the dormitory for now. I'll come to find you."

"We are in the cafeteria, come over first."

Huan Ling hung up the phone and said to the three people, "My friend is coming over. He is also a freshman this year. He is a disciple of Mr. Mu Chen, the president of the Blacksmith Association, and a third-level blacksmith."

During this half month, Tang Wulin has already learned the Thousand Forgings. The three of them were all shocked. What kind of monster combination is this?
A secondary professional genius with a thousand-year-old spirit ring, and a nine-year-old third-level blacksmith.

Tang Wulin came over very quickly. Wei Xiaofeng immediately stood up and said, "Is that Brother Huanling's friend Tang Wulin? My name is Wei Xiaofeng. Let's go. I'll treat you to anything you want to eat."

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, and looked at Huan Ling. After Huan Ling nodded, he smiled and said, "Thank you."

Wei Xiaofeng's smile was very bright, but after a while, his smile disappeared and soon his face became expressionless.

Huan Ling finished her meal while trying not to laugh. Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi stared at Tang Wulin in amazement.

Huan Ling patted Wei Xiaofeng on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. When you ask him to forge it for you, he will give you a discount."

(End of this chapter)