The rise of Douluo

Chapter 3 Su Yuntao

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he stretched out a hand, picked up the big hammer easily, and then weighed it.

"It's a little light!"

when!

He hit the fine iron with a hammer, leaving a hammer mark!

"hiss…"

Tang San took a deep breath, his face horrified!

Originally, I thought that I was relying on Xuantian Kungfu to barely pick up the big hammer, but the speed of forging was very slow. I didn't expect Shen Lang to be so powerful that he was playing with the hammer like a toy!

"Shen Lang, I can't tell, you are so powerful!"

Tang San said.

"It's okay, but thank you very much! Your unremitting practice every day has inspired me a lot!"

Shen Lang put down the hammer and responded with a smile.

"Thank you, by the way, Grandpa Jack told me that I will participate in the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony in a few days, will you go too?"

"Go and see!"

Shen Lang put down the hammer and said, it's okay to be idle anyway, the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony of Douluo Continent made him interested.After all, he also wanted to see what martial spirit he could awaken.

"Grandpa Jack said that if you awaken an outstanding martial spirit, you may become a soul master in the future! It is said that this time the deacon from the Wuhun branch of Notting City is in charge of the awakening ceremony. This deacon is still a soul master at the level of a great soul master! "

Tang San approached Shen Lang, and said quite mysteriously.

"I don't know what kind of martial spirit I can awaken!"

After Tang San finished speaking, he turned around, picked up the big hammer, and continued to forge refined iron.

"Your Martial Soul? Cough cough, you will know when the time comes!"

Shen Lang made a fool of himself and didn't say anything clearly.

Three days passed quickly.

Shen Lang is practicing the Heaven Swallowing Devil Kungfu every day, his mana is getting more and more, and his own strength is also increasing. As for the highest state of Sanqian Leidong, Sanqianlei Illusionary Body, he still has no idea, but he already has an idea.

Old Jack came to the blacksmith shop on time, but he didn't go in, maybe because he was bored with Tang Hao.Just calling Tang San outside the door.

"Little San, grandpa is here to pick you up!"

Old Jack came to the door of Tang San's house, followed by Shen Lang.

Inside the wooden house.

Tang San turned his head and glanced at his father who had finished eating, Tang Hao replied coldly: "Go, don't forget to cook at noon!"

"Yeah. Good dad!"

Tang San responded, and then left the blacksmith shop.

The three of them walked on the path paved with gravel, towards the Hall of Spirits.

"Little San, you can't escape my eyes if you insist on exercising every day for so many years. I believe you will be able to awaken your martial soul! But don't be proud."

"As for Lang'er, after all, you have only practiced for a few days, no matter what kind of martial spirit you awaken, Holy Soul Village needs you."

Old Jack walked in front, looking at the large tracts of cultivated land in the distance, and said slowly.

"Grandpa Jack, I will work hard."

Tang San said firmly.

"Tang San, look at the blue silver grass all over the place, I feel that it is destined for you."

Shen Lang glanced at Tang San, the meaning was self-evident.

"Shen Lang, what do you mean?"

Tang San frowned.

"Could it be that my spirit is blue silver grass? Impossible, I have been cultivating hard for six years, if only blue silver grass is awakened, I will eat blue silver grass!"

Tang San said to himself.

Not long after, under the leadership of Old Jack, the three of them came to the Hall of Spirits.

Wuhundian is not a special place, it is just a large wooden house with a wooden sign on it, with the three characters of Wuhundian on it.

Because everyone in Douluo Continent has a Wuhun, every year there are children performing a Wuhun awakening ceremony, so the Wuhun Temple can be seen in every village.

Of course, these are just divisions.

This year, there are nine children in the holy soul village who are going to awaken their spirits, and Shen Lang and Tang San are the last ones to come under the leadership of Old Jack.

Shen Lang found that besides Old Jack and the few children present, there was a young man in the Hall of Spirits. This man looked to be in his twenties, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, and a handsome appearance.

Wearing a white suit and a black cloak, the most striking thing is that there is a fist-sized soul character on his chest.

This is the standard attire of the personnel directly under Wuhundian.

And on his left chest, there is a badge in the shape of a long sword, with three long swords interlaced on it.

"It seems that he is Su Yuntao! A battle soul master? I don't know how powerful he is?"

Shen Lang glanced at the tool man and said to himself.

And old Jack had already passed by.

"Hello, respected Master Soul Master, I will trouble you this time!"

Old Jack saluted respectfully.

Su Yuntao bowed slightly, came to the center of the hall, and said, "I am Su Yuntao, Master of Battle Soul. Now, I announce that the awakening ceremony has officially begun!"

"Children, this is the master battle soul master from Notting City. Next, you must cooperate with the master to awaken the martial soul. Grandpa is looking forward to some of you who can become soul masters!"

Old Jack also cooperated.

Su Yuntao became impatient, and took a look at Old Jack:

"This is already the sixth village, and there is no one who has become a soul master!"

"Oh, it's so hard for me!"

Old Jack sighed deeply, his eyes darkened.

For ordinary civilians, it is really difficult to become a soul master.

Old Jack left the Wuhun Temple with a lonely back.

Shen Lang and Tang San were at the bottom.

The awakening ceremony has begun.

"Come on, boys, stand in line, and whatever happens next, don't be afraid."

After Su Yuntao finished speaking, he opened his package and took out two things, six black round stones and a shiny crystal ball.

Next, Shen Lang saw Su Yuntao use black stones to form a hexagon on the ground, and then motioned for the first child to stand in it.

Then, Su Yuntao's gentle voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel carefully."

After saying that, Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his pupils changed, as if they were not the eyes of a normal person.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted in a low voice:

"Lone wolf, possessed!"

After a flash of blue light, Su Yuntao's appearance changed drastically.

Green eyes, gray hair, sharp nails, and shining halos at the feet.

"This is quite a werewolf!"

Shen Lang said.

"Ah, don't eat me."

The little boy looked terrified, his body trembling.

"hey-hey."

Su Yuntao's eyes glowed green, he stretched out his hands, and grabbed the little boy.

"Don't move! This is my martial soul, Lone Wolf. If you can become soul masters, you can also use the same ability."

The little boy forced himself to calm down, waiting for the next arrangement.

Tang San activated Xuantian Kungfu, watching all this curiously.

Shen Lang yawned:

"Brother Tao, continue your performance."

Immediately afterwards, Su Yuntao quickly clapped his hands out, and golden light spots emerged and entered the little boy's body.

"Stretch out your right hand."

Su Yuntao said softly.

The boy subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a miniature sickle appeared in his hand.

"Your martial soul is a tool martial soul, come and see if you have soul power."

The little boy touched the crystal ball, but there was no response.

Su Yuntao shook his head, a little disappointed.

The next kid walked in.

The further back, the more disappointed Su Yuntao was.

Then it was Tang San's turn.

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(End of this chapter)