People are in Douluo, coaxing Xiao Wu's spirit ring

Chapter 18

Tang San continued to ask: "Teacher, do you know what's going on with his martial spirit?"

Yu Xiaogang coughed a few times, naturally he couldn't admit that he was wrong, and then sighed pretendingly: "Oh, it seems that he has finally embarked on this road."

"Teacher, do you know?" Tang San's eyes lit up, he is a studious person, but also a very strong person, there is no doubt that Lan Si defeated Xiao Wu today, which put a certain amount of pressure on Tang San.So he desperately wants to know everything about Lan Si.As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up with wisdom, "The route that Lansi took reminds me of a certain soul master. He also possesses the flower spirit, and is infinitely stronger than Lansi's lotus."

"Then what happened to him?" Hearing this, Tang San asked.

Yu Xiaogang lamented: "Relying on the high-quality martial soul and powerful talent, although he has cultivated to the level of Title Douluo, but because he took the wrong route, he became the bottom existence in the same level, and ended up wasting his talent in vain. Facing even some soul masters whose soul power is lower than his, he can't win, let alone a titled Douluo of the same level."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San asked hesitantly, "Teacher, you mean that that Titled Douluo also chose the same route as Lan Si?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded, and said: "That's right, Lan Si is very similar to that Titled Douluo. He may be strong in the early stage, but he will start to be weak in the later stage. Especially when it comes to the stage of Soul Sage, the gap will become bigger and bigger." The more obvious it becomes, the more people will be wiped out in the end.”

"Of course, these are all based on the premise that Lan Si can cultivate to become a soul sage. After all, in terms of talent, although that Titled Douluo is not as good as him, he can be called unique. Even that Titled Douluo has cultivated so hard , not to mention that Lan Si only has a mere fifth-level innate soul power."

Tang San suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, yes, even if Lan Si is strong now, so what?
Without the guidance of a professional theoretical tutor, and the innate soul power is only level five, the gap between the two will only increase in the future.

Thinking of this, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Tang San's mouth, he found that he seemed to be thinking too much.

Tang San bowed slightly, "Teacher, I understand, then you should rest here first, and I will come to see you when I bring you meals in the evening."

Yu Xiaogang smiled gently and said, "Go, don't delay your cultivation."

Tang San nodded slightly, turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at Tang San's disappearing back, Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed thoughtfulness, to be honest, he had already begun to feel a little regretful, Lan Si's talent seemed to be beyond his expectation.

Awakened Martial Soul three months ago, with innate soul power level [-], now he is a first-ring soul master.

Raising five levels of soul power in such a short period of time is probably breaking the record in Douluo Continent's history.

"Hey, it seems that I will have more contact with him in the future. Such a good seed cannot be wasted."

On the other side, Lan Si walked out of Notting College after reading soul master theory books in the college library for an hour.

Calculating the time, this point should be when Tang San went to the blacksmith shop to do odd jobs.

The largest smithy in Notting City is Otto's smithy, the rest of the smithies are full of big cats and kittens, with very little business, it is impossible for Tang San to go there, and it is impossible for others to accept him as an apprentice.

Simply, Lan Si went directly to Otto's blacksmith shop.

Before entering the door, Lan Si felt a familiar heat blowing towards his face.

At the same time, a loud voice sounded from inside the door, "Little friend, what are you doing here? Make something for your adults to come. Get out quickly. It's very dangerous here."

"Has Tang San come already?" Lan Si smiled lightly, and stepped into it.

In the blacksmith's shop, Tang San stood harmlessly in front of a dark-skinned, sturdy man. The latter's eyes were attracted by Tang San, he stopped what he was doing, and looked at Tang San curiously.

"Hello, uncle, I'm here to apply for an apprentice." Tang San said politely.

"Little friend, don't make trouble, go home quickly. With your small body, I'm afraid you can't even lift the hammer head." The big man before was stunned for a moment, looked Tang San up and down, shook his head and said.

"Uncle, just let me try!" Tang San begged with firm eyes.

"I..." the big man was about to refuse, when a crisp voice suddenly echoed in the hall: "Uncle Tom, he is my classmate, let him try."

Hearing this familiar voice, almost all the blacksmiths, including the big man, stopped their work, their eyes lit up instantly, and they turned to Lan Si with a kind smile.

"Asi, why do you come here when you have time? The boss just went out. He was very happy when he heard that you became a soul master. He is having a drink with some friends to celebrate." The big man called Tom smiled softly and turned to Lan Si laughed.

Lan Si smiled without saying a word, turned to Tang San, and asked with a smile: "Tang San, why did you come to the blacksmith's shop as an apprentice?"

Seeing that Lan Si didn't show any sarcasm to him, Tang San explained: "I'm a work-study student, and I need to earn money to support my family. It just so happens that my father is a famous blacksmith, so I came here after studying with him for a while."

Lan Si nodded pretending to be surprised, and said to Tom: "Uncle Tom, let him try, if it doesn't work, it's not too late to refuse."

"But Ami, in case the boss asks." Tom was a little confused.

"I'll tell Uncle Otto later." Lan Si said.

Now that Lan Si has spoken, it is not easy for Tom to refuse.Handing over the thick and heavy forging hammer to Tang San, he solemnly said: "Then you can try it, but it has been agreed in advance, it's all for Ah Si's sake, if you can't do it, I will refuse without hesitation .”

"Thank you." Tang San thanked, took the forging hammer half a foot taller than his whole body, and held it up flat. Tom and all the blacksmiths around him immediately widened their eyes, and exclaimed: "Good strength!"

Tang San's eyes were fixed on the red-hot pig iron on the stove, he exhaled lightly, and swung the casting hammer sharply.

"drink!"

The soles of the feet stepped firmly on the ground, the calf exerted force, the force was transmitted, the body half-rotated, and the huge casting hammer swung obliquely in the air in a semi-circular arc, and finally hit the piece of pig iron heavily.

When there was a loud bang, the hammer bounced back, Tang San used his strength to quickly turn around, swung the hammer again in his hand, there was another bang, the hammer fell on the piece of pig iron heavier than before.

Lan Si on the side watched with eyes shining, without blinking, not letting go of Tang San's movements at all.

One hammer, two hammers, three hammers. Repeatedly.

It wasn't until the Eighteen Hammers, hitting the Eighteen Hammers continuously, clang, that the last stroke was completed, Tang Sanfang stopped, panting with sweat on his forehead.

Although the shape of that piece of pig iron has not changed, it has shrunk by a circle as a whole.

(End of this chapter)