Douluo the Yellow Ape Douluo

Chapter 2 The Protagonist of Flowing Water, Su Yuntao the Iron Fighter 【Favorites】

The relationship between Zhang Yang and Tang San is still good, this is the result of Zhang Yang's deliberate management.After all, there is one thing to say, the son of the plane lives in the village, will you also go to establish a good relationship with him?

Not cold.

"Little San, let's go out and play?" Zhang Yang knocked on the door of the dilapidated blacksmith shop and shouted loudly.

"Squeak."

The door of the room was knocked open by Zhang Yang, and there was a lot of clanging irons inside.

Zhang Yang looked through the crack of the door, and Tang San, who was thin and thin, was wearing single clothes and an iron apron around his waist, holding a forging hammer with both hands, and was trying hard to roll the red iron ingot in front of him.

"Hey? Little San, have you really started to learn how to blacksmith?" Zhang Yang looked curiously at Tang San, who inherited his father's career.

"The son inherits the father's career, what's wrong?" Tang San kept moving his hands, every hammer was full of power.

"There's nothing wrong with that, anyway, I want my son to inherit my father's business in the future." Zhang Yang spread out his hands, with a helpless expression on his face: "However, have you ever seen a blacksmith who can be blown down by a gust of wind?"

Walking to Tang San's side, Zhang Yang patted Tang San's shoulder: "You are too thin."

"I don't think so." Tang San said as he slammed the hammer on the iron ingot again, and sparks scattered in all directions, startling Zhang Yang next to him.

"Wow, you are born with supernatural power." Zhang Yang said in surprise, "Why didn't you feel it before?"

"We're friends, there's no need for me to use so much strength on you." Tang San swung the hammer again on the iron ingot.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Fortunately, fortunately we are friends. Speaking of which, Xiaosan, the awakening ceremony will be in a few days. What do you think your martial spirit is?"

"Martial spirit? Is there any explanation in it?" Tang San paused when he swung the hammer.

"Of course, any martial spirit does not appear out of thin air. Generally speaking, it is inherited from parents." Zhang Yang put his arms around his shoulders: "For example, my father's martial spirit is a wine barrel, so my martial spirit is very likely to be A wine barrel, of course, or a hoe, like my mother."

"Oh." Tang San nodded.

This knowledge is not so secret, it is all in the books, and Zhang Yang doesn't have too many worries about telling it.It's just that Tang San didn't have the conditions to get in touch with this knowledge, so he let Zhang Yang pretend in front of him.

"So, little San, you can ask Uncle Tang Hao to see what his martial spirit is." Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows.

"En." Tang San remembered Zhang Yang's words in his heart.

"However, martial souls can also mutate. For example, donkeys, horses and mules. Xiaosan, do you understand?"

"Mules are more resistant to rough feeding than horses, hard work, not easy to get sick, strong adaptability, strong pulling power and high endurance, longer life span than horses and donkeys." Tang San nodded: "In this way, mutated spirit is still a good thing me?"

"How is that possible?" Zhang Yang sighed: "Mutated martial souls also have a direction of mutation. Advantageous mutations are powerful, but that is a unique case in a hundred. Mutating toward a disadvantageous one is the fate of most mutant martial souls. "

"I see." Tang San nodded.

Zhang Yang knows a lot, and can explain it to himself in a very easy-to-understand way, which is why Tang San is willing to make friends with Zhang Yang.

"However, generally speaking, the probability of weapon and beast martial souls mutating is extremely low, because even if it is a mysterious and mysterious martial soul mutation, it is estimated that there is no way to forcibly knead a sickle hammer and an animal to mutate."

Tang San heard Zhang Yang explaining science to him, but his hands kept moving, putting the iron ingot into the furnace, and vigorously pulling up the bellows.

Not long after the two chatted by the scorching fire, a tall man suddenly appeared behind them.

"Didn't you cook?" Tang Hao's voice was tired and his tone was not kind.

"Father, the rice has been on the stove for a long time, I'll serve it for you right now." Tang San quickly put down the bellows in his hand, and ran to prepare lunch.

Soon, the Tang family's father and son's lunch was served.

A pot of rice, a dish of wild vegetables, a dish of pickles, nothing more.

"Little San, even if you are born with supernatural power, you can't eat this every day. It's not good for your future physical development." Zhang Yang frowned.

"I think this is pretty good, and even if I eat this every day, I still have the strength to swing the hammer." Tang San's expression remained unchanged.

"Just be brave." Zhang Yang curled his lips and looked at the indifferent Tang Hao: "Uncle Tang, what is your martial soul?"

"Kids, don't ask nonsense, don't you go home for dinner?" Tang Hao avoided talking about it, and instead issued an order to expel Zhang Yang.

"My parents are going to open a shop at noon, so my family's lunch is always very early." Zhang Yang smiled and ignored Tang Hao's remarks, but continued to ask: "Uncle Tang, I will participate in the awakening ceremony in a few days, Xiaosan You should join in too."

"En." Tang Hao nodded.

"Then Uncle Tang, what kind of martial spirit do you think Xiao San will be? Can he inherit your martial spirit?"

"..." Tang Hao looked at the stinky and shameless boy in front of him with a cold expression, then glanced at Tang San next to him with pricked ears, thought for a while, and still said: "It's a hammer."

"Oh, so it's a hammer." Zhang Yang nodded, with the original expression on his face: "No wonder Uncle Tang's blacksmithing skills are so good."

Said, Zhang Yang patted Tang San next to him and said excitedly: "Little San, it's all good now, when you inherit Uncle's martial spirit, it will be much easier when you forge iron."

Tang San nodded, who knows this, compared with real objects, martial spirits play a much greater role, even for ordinary people without soul power, using their own martial spirits is better than using real objects It is much more convenient.

But... Tang San glanced at his father, thinking to himself: "Since it's a hammer, why hasn't my father used it before?"

In this way, time passed day by day, because he was studying blacksmithing, Tang San had a fulfilling life, but he was ostentatious. Recently, he paid attention to listlessness, obviously lost a lot of weight, and even ate less food.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang's parents were a little overwhelmed, thinking that Zhang Yang was sick, and even invited a doctor to diagnose Zhang Yang.

However, all of this actually stems from the anxiety in Zhang Yang's heart.

The world of spirits is really too cruel.

Leaving aside the fact that after becoming a soul master, he would spend his whole life as a companion of fighting, just talking about the requirements of becoming a soul master made Zhang Yang unacceptable.

He is not a child of destiny like Tang San, the parents in this world are ordinary weapon spirits with no innate soul power and no cultivation value, as their child, Zhang Yang is very likely to be eliminated directly from this starting point.

Compared with the college entrance examination system in the previous life, this kind of world rule where you can't even work hard and you will be eliminated directly is too cruel.

If you really have no way to cultivate, then you can imagine your future.

With that in mind, the day of the awakening ceremony has arrived.

On this day, Zhang Yang put on brand new clothes, ate very delicious meals, and was sent to the Wuhun Hall in the village by his parents who were also well dressed.

Without thinking about it, Zhang Yang knew why the two of them were dressed so carefully.

Don't you think that you will definitely awaken your soul power?When the time comes, dress up decently, and be ready to accept the envious eyes and flattery from the villagers around you.

The Wuhun Hall in Shenghun Village is just a larger wooden house, and in the Wuhun Hall, there is a strange person standing there.

This person was brought by the village chief, Old Jack. Judging by the village chief's attitude towards this young man, he must have been sent by Wuhundian to awaken Zhang Yang and the others.

Not long after, the village chief Old Jack who had just left led Tang San to rush there.

"Little San, you are finally here." Zhang Yang greeted Tang San.

"Dear Master of Battle Soul, I will trouble you this time." The village head, Old Jack, respected the young man very much.

Old Jack, the village chief, left the Wuhun Palace and took the gate of the Wuhun Palace. The nine children including Zhang Yang were ready to awaken their soul power under the arrangement of Su Yuntao.

"Kids, stand in a row."

Zhang Yang and Tang San stood at the far left of the team.

The young man smiled and said: "My name is Su Yuntao, a level 26 soul master, and I am your guide. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, Su Yuntao opened his package on the table beside him, and took out two things from it, six black round stones and a shiny blue crystal ball.

Su Yuntao arranged six black stones in a hexagonal shape on the ground, and then motioned for the first child on the right to stand in it.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully." As he said, Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, and under the horrified eyes of the children, he snorted, "Lone wolf, possessed."

Many gray hairs grew rapidly from Su Yuntao's body, his eyes turned dark green, his muscles swelled rapidly, and two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose up under his feet.

All the children were very frightened, but Zhang Yang was more surprised than frightened.

Lone wolf?Is this Master Su Yuntao's world-renowned martial soul—a single dog?

Being able to turn people into this kind of appearance, the martial soul in this world is indeed a strange existence.

Seeing Su Yuntao awakening martial spirits for other children, Tang San was discussing with Zhang Yang in a low voice.

"Zhang Yang, you have been under too much pressure recently, and you are much more haggard today than yesterday." Tang San had excellent eyesight, and he could see through Zhang Yang's haggard look at a glance.

"Little San, you don't understand what the future will be like if I can't awaken my soul power." Zhang Yang patted Xiao San on the shoulder: "This world is too cruel for a commoner like me."

"I am also a commoner." Tang San frowned, he felt that Zhang Yang's attitude towards him had changed, and there seemed to be a gap between the two.

"But Uncle Tang's martial spirit is a hammer, fully capable of attacking." Zhang Yang shook his head dejectedly: "And my father's martial spirit is just a wine barrel. What use is the wine barrel? How much soul power can it generate?"

As the two chatted, the martial souls of the seven people in front had all been awakened, and all the sickle and hoe blue silver grass had been awakened over and over again.However, no one has even half a level of soul power.

These people have been eliminated.

next.

Tang San just wanted to go forward, but was held back by Zhang Yang next to him.

"Little San, I'll go first."

With that said, Zhang Yang bravely took a big step forward.

Stand in the center of the awakening array in front of Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao was a little tired at this time, but he was still ready to help the nine children complete the awakening process.

With the injection of Su Yuntao's six-path soul power, the pale golden light lit up.

Zhang Yang only felt that he was in a warm world, and the warm breath was slowly permeating into his body, giving him an indescribable comfort.

Then, under the influence of this warm breath, a shackle of nothingness was broken, and all the warm breath quickly gathered behind Zhang Yang.

Then, under everyone's gaze, behind Zhang Yang, a 2-meter-tall little bean, a three-meter-tall man in a yellow-and-white striped suit and a white navy justice cloak appeared quietly.

This man's temperament is particularly prominent. Just standing there, he has a salty fish temperament of clocking in at work, fishing at work, and actively leaving get off work.

Zhang Yang also wanted to see what his martial spirit looked like, so he turned his head and was stunned.

Yellow... yellow ape?

His martial soul is actually a yellow ape?

Could it be that he is really the protagonist?

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