Douluo's holy sword

Chapter 294
When the child closed his eyes, Ye Yao already had a premonition.

This time it will be shipped!
Cough, no, this time there will definitely be a powerful martial soul!

Ye Yao's intuition told him so.

Immediately, he saw the seven-colored light that gradually lit up on the child's hand and gradually spread to the whole body.

Ye Yao's eyes widened slightly.

I don't know how many times I've seen this familiar light before...

And this throbbing from the heart...

Shipped!
SSR!

five stars!

Ye Yao's smile gradually became dangerous.

Looking at the child in the light with burning eyes, Ye Yao rubbed his hands unconsciously.

Come on, let my brother see...

Then, in the next second, Ye Yao couldn't laugh anymore.

He stared at the thing quietly floating in the child's palm in a daze, and fell silent.

Because, the Martial Soul that appeared in this child's hand, why does he feel a little familiar...

No, it's not a matter of familiarity or not.

The question now is, how did this thing appear here!

"What the hell is going on!" Someone yelled.

"Why does this appear on an ordinary child in a different world who has nothing to do with us!"

"When exactly..."

All the figures were shocked, and couldn't help but make a sound for a while.

"Galahad! Did you do it? What the hell did you do!" One of them turned his head and shouted at a figure on the edge.

This sentence diverted everyone's attention.

Yes, since I can't guess it myself, why don't I ask someone who knows?

After that, in front of your former companions, that figure was silent.

After a long time, someone suddenly made a sound.

"Galahad...he seems to have left long ago..."

Seeing that rigid figure, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little embarrassed and silent for a moment.

Well, this time it's really numb.

"What the hell is that bastard Galahad doing!" Someone said helplessly.

"This is not something that can be given away casually..."

"This is a symbol of me waiting..."

"In a sense, this is no less valuable than the king's holy sword..."

In the end, it was the most shining figure that stopped the rest of the knights from discussing.

"Although I don't know why, but since it's Sir Galahad's decision, what we have to do is to give him trust."

"Presumably, this child must have a certain quality, which makes Lord Galahad think that it is enough to entrust this..."

"The already distant ideal city?" Ye Yao almost groaned out the name of this martial soul.

How could it be possible to admit a mistake!
Not long ago, his strongest defensive spirit skill was created by imitating this shield!
Not to mention, he even saw with his own eyes the original owner of this shield, the "Seat of Calamity", the saint who ascended to heaven alone after obtaining the Holy Grail, unfolding the shield completely in front of him , and blocked the remaining attacks of the holy unicorn in one fell swoop, and bounced them back.

As if to prove what Ye Yao thought in his heart, as Ye Yao groaned softly, a gleam of light shone on the shield.

Well, I didn't run away this time.Ye Yao thought helplessly.

What the hell is Galahad doing?
No, what the hell is the round table doing?
Including him, there are already two people holding martial spirits related to the round table.

Is this because everyone is idle and bored in the Seat of Heroes, and invests in this Douluo Continent from time to time?

Doesn't it know that at any time, it is possible to gather an alien version of the round table in this Douluo Continent!

Round table: I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense!
This is really a surprise!
The child stared blankly at the shield in his hand, which was too huge compared to his frail body, and a trace of indescribable emotion arose in his heart.

This is... my martial soul?
Looking at the child in front of him with a complex expression, Ye Yao rubbed his cheeks vigorously, then took advantage of the light to block the sight of other children, and gently placed his right hand on the child's hand.

"Put it away." Ye Yao said softly.

Then, before the child asked in panic what to do, a special force spread from the back of his hand along a specific route.

The huge shield suddenly disappeared in place.

"This is the way to take back the Martial Soul, remember?" Ye Yao withdrew his hand and asked.

The child nodded vigorously.

"By the way, although I think it's impossible, I still want to ask you a question..." Ye Yao squatted down, and then looked serious.

The child took a step back in fear, biting his lip lightly.

"You are..." Ye Yao said slowly.

"Did you time travel?"

Seeing the child's blank face, Ye Yao knew that he might really be thinking too much.

Smiling helplessly, Ye Yao noticed the fear on the child's face, and knew that his actions had frightened him, so he stretched out his right hand and placed it on his head.

The child originally wanted to dodge, but obviously the speed of this big hand was not fast, but he couldn't dodge at all.

So he had to watch this strange big hand on his head with some tremors, and then tightly closed his eyes.

After a while, without feeling the pain, the child opened his eyes tentatively, and then saw the big face close at hand, like a frightened little animal, and closed his eyes again.

"Hahaha!" Ye Yao let out a hearty laugh.

After slightly rubbing the child's unruly hair, Ye Yao withdrew his hand.

The child also slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Ye Yao who was slowly retreating, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

Putting his hands on his head and feeling the remaining warmth of that adult, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart for some reason.

so warm...

Unlike Jerry and other people in the village who occasionally touched his head, he never felt this feeling.

If it is said that the emotions of Jerry and others towards him are a mixture of regret, guilt, distress, and pity.

Then, the only feeling this person in front of him gave him was closeness.

Closeness from the heart.

Only this person is absolutely impossible to hurt me!

He thought so unconsciously.

"Okay!" Ye Yao said, pulling the child back from the trance to reality.

Ye Yao keenly noticed that the child seemed to look at him differently, but he didn't think too much about it.

"Although I have already guessed the result, just to be on the safe side, let's test it again..." Ye Yao held the crystal ball in his right hand and placed it in front of the child.

"Come on, put your hands up." Ye Yao's voice was as gentle as possible.

This child is very shy of strangers, and his sudden actions just now may have frightened him, so in order to avoid rejection by this child, he'd better pay attention.

However, unexpectedly, the child stretched out his hand quickly without any hesitation.

Ye Yao froze for a moment, then raised his head, what he saw was a pair of eyes that were slightly hesitant and afraid, but much more intimate than before.

With a slight tremor in his heart, Ye Yao silently circulated his soul power.

At the same time, the eyes of the other children who did not see the child's martial spirit clearly widened.

Although they were still young, they could guess from the scene just now that this child was different.

They also want to know if this child can have soul power.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind surged open in the room where the door was closed, and the child closed his eyes unnaturally.

At the same time, a dazzling light radiated from the crystal ball.

"Sure enough, innately full of soul power..." Ye Yao whispered, and at the same time quickly removed the crystal ball from the child's hand.

The crystal ball returned to its original dull appearance in a blink of an eye.

Not surprisingly.

If this martial soul can't bring the child full innate soul power, then he will be surprised.

He looked at the child who obviously didn't understand the situation with complicated eyes.

The top martial soul also needs the best talent under normal circumstances.

Even if it is a peerless genius who is as powerful as Wuhundian, he thinks that he will try his best to fight for it. As long as he does not fall in the middle, he will definitely add a lot of color to the history of Douluo Continent.

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to understand all this now.

"What's your name?" After a moment of silence, Ye Yao asked.

With only a slight hesitation, the child opened his mouth slightly.

The voice was so low that if Ye Yao wasn't a soul master, he might not be able to hear what he said clearly.

He said, "Matthew."

No, it should be her.

"Is it a girl?" Ye Yao froze for a moment.

Originally young, coupled with long-term malnutrition, some lag in development, and long hair that has never been properly taken care of, Ye Yao mistook his gender.

Also, the name...

"Mash...then do you know about Chaldea?" The corners of Ye Yao's mouth twitched, but he still couldn't control himself from asking this question.

Matthew tilted her head, looking confused.

Why is this person in front of me always asking weird questions?

"Okay, pretend I didn't say it." Ye Yao waved his hand, signaling that the child doesn't need to care.

Looking at the child, Ye Yao fell into silence.

Matthew didn't speak, she didn't move, she just lowered her head and secretly glanced at the grown-up from time to time.

Although she didn't know why, she had a faint feeling that this man was making a decision.

One might not only affect him, but more likely affect her...

No, maybe this will be a decision that will change her life!

Therefore, under the influence of a trace of anticipation hidden deep in her heart that she didn't even notice, she just resisted the urge to run away immediately and waited patiently in place.

She felt that if she ran away, then she would miss it.

So, she is willing to wait.

After a long time, Ye Yao's eyes gradually became firm.

"Matthew, you have soul power and can become a soul master." Ye Yao said in a deep voice.

"Besides, I can tell you honestly that your martial soul is very strong, and you are born with full soul power... You may not know what this means, but you just need to know that you are very talented! Imagination is high!"

Mash opened her mouth slightly.

She never imagined that she could get such praise from the man in front of her, who was unattainable to her and seemed like a god.

"So, there are two choices before you..." Ye Yao continued.

"First, with a talent like yours, no matter which faction you go to, you will be looted. Among them, the most powerful one is undoubtedly the giant of the Wuhun world-Wuhundian."

"Besides, this time I can be regarded as representing the Hall of Spirits to awaken you..."

Afterwards, Ye Yao looked into Matthew's eyes and said to her: "To be honest, joining the Wuhun Temple is one of the best choices for a commoner soul master like you who has no foundation, no matter where you look at it. .”

"You will directly enter the main hall of the Spirit Hall, where you will be taught by the best teachers... even the Pope."

"You're going to get all the resources you can get, and you're going to be supported a lot."

"In another 20 years... no, in [-] years, your name will probably spread all over the continent! You will become the true pride of heaven! The brightest star in this generation!"

"So, are you willing to choose this path?"

Ye Yao looked at Ma Xiu, but didn't ask anything, would you like to be a soul master, or would you just stay in the village and be a commoner.

For this child, in this village, the last nostalgia may be the house where she used to live with her parents, and the very few people who are willing to show her some kindness.

If there is a chance to go out, this child will not let it go, Ye Yao believes.

Faced with Ye Yao's words, which could almost arouse more than [-]% of children of the same age in the world to agree immediately, Matthew seemed very hesitant.

"The second way..." Matthew hesitated for a long time before summoning up the courage to say.

Ye Yao suddenly showed a smile.

On this different face from his original, this smile is so wanton and aggressive.

"There is another option..."

"Become my disciple."

"It has nothing to do with any force, my disciple."

After Ye Yao finished speaking, he quietly waited for the child's choice.

Compared with the first option, the second option can be said to be completely incomparable. It seems that under the heavy conditions of the first option, the second option is just a joke.

However, unexpectedly, Matthew made her choice after experiencing a very brief and almost no hesitation.

"I choose...the second."

The voice is firm.

This is probably the biggest and fastest choice this shy and cowardly little girl has made in her life so far in the past six years.

She didn't know that this choice of hers seemed extremely stupid, but it was a choice that really affected her for the rest of her life and made her have no regrets for the rest of her life.

Ye Yao smiled.

"Then, from today onwards, you are my disciple." Ye Yao smiled.

"I'm your family now."

At this moment, the children around them instinctively closed their eyes again.

Where is the wind coming from!
Matthew's eyes widened.

Because, she saw that the face of the master she had just recognized had changed before her eyes.

Ye Yao, who had recovered his true face, sent his voice into Matthew's ears with his soul power.

"Remember your master, my real appearance, remember my real name..."

"My name is Ye Yao!"

When the children opened their eyes again, what they saw was the master soul master who said softly: "My name is Mordred."

Matthew nodded vigorously, a warm smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little crystal clear.

Everything works perfectly.

Except for the two parties involved, no one else knew what happened in the short moment just now.

This was the first meeting between Holy Sword Douluo Ye Yao and Holy Shield Douluo Mash, a pair of master and apprentice who shocked the entire continent.

That day, he had a disciple.

That day, she had a master and a family.

At this time, they still don't know what a magnificent journey is waiting in front of them.

Attracted bards to sing the epic of thousands of years!

(End of this chapter)