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Ye Hanran suddenly rejected Sword Douluo's invitation to become a disciple.

Not just anyone can be his master.

If you want to become his master, you need to get his approval.

If he doesn’t have some real ability, becoming a disciple is just a waste of his time.

"Good boy, you are so crazy."

"Do you know how many people in the world want to be my teacher?"

Sword Douluo was a little angry.

Originally, he had no intention of accepting a disciple, but he agreed because of Ning Fengzhi's face.

Because he has conditions to accept a disciple. If he is not a swordsman genius, he would rather not accept a disciple.

Who would have thought that Ye Han still agreed, where would he lose his face?

"Senior Jian, this junior has no ill intentions."

"You are a titled Douluo, and there are countless people who want to become your disciple."

"But becoming a disciple is a very important matter, and I have my own requirements."

"I will become a disciple only if the other party meets my conditions."

"Otherwise, no one can force me."

Ye Han slightly cupped his fists and explained to Sword Douluo.

"Haha, that's interesting. Your personality is quite to my liking."

"Actually, I have never thought about taking on a disciple."

"Similarly, if you want to be my disciple, you also need to meet my requirements."

"Fengzhi, it's not that I don't give you face, it's that others don't appreciate it."

Sword Douluo expressed his understanding to Ye Han.

​​Essentially, becoming a master and accepting a disciple have almost the same meaning.

Ye Han, like him, is pursuing perfection.

"Hey, that's all, it depends on fate."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and stopped interfering in the two's apprenticeship and apprenticeship.

"Ye Han, take action, let me see what you can do."

"I'm curious, what confidence do you have to choose your own master?"

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had given up, Sword Douluo signaled that he could take action.

"Senior Jian, you're done."

Ye Han slightly cupped his fists and saluted him, summoning the martial soul bloodthirsty demon sword.

When his two purple soul rings floated down, everyone present was stunned.

Especially people from Shrek Academy.

When Ye Han entered school, his soul ring configuration was still one yellow and one purple.

It has only been a few days, and Ye Han's soul ring configuration has directly changed to two thousand-year soul rings.

"Old Zhao, am I right?"

"Didn't you say that this kid's soul ring configuration is one yellow and one purple?"

"Why did it become two thousand-year soul rings?"

Flanders rubbed his eyes and found that the two purple soul rings still had no change.

He pinched his thigh and felt the tingling sensation, which forced him to believe the facts before him.

“Dean, I don’t know either.”

"When he entered school, his soul ring configuration was indeed one yellow and one purple."

"If you don't believe it, ask everyone."

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes repeatedly to verify, and then he believed the reality in front of him.

When Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo heard this, their eyes widened and they looked at the prepared Ye Han in disbelief.

In a few days, the configuration of one yellow and one purple soul ring was turned into two thousand-year soul rings.

Even if it’s magic, it’s not that fast.

"Brother Ye Han, why has your soul ring changed?"

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