Douluo protects our spirit hall

The loud slap echoed in the room.

  Tang San was completely stunned. Even Xiao Wu, who was moaning from time to time while lying on the bed, her moans were much quieter at this moment, as if she was frightened.

  Tang San covered his face, only feeling burning pain.

  The injury on it, which had just improved, seemed to have cracked again, and traces of blood began to ooze out.

  Coupled with the bandages all over his body, he looked terrifying, like a zombie. If he ran out at night, he would be frightened to death.

  Before he could even say a complete sentence, Tang Hao's slap came to his face. Not to mention how confused and aggrieved Tang San was.

  The extreme excitement and joy that surged in my heart felt as if a large basin of ice-cold water had been poured on it, and it instantly cooled down.

  Tang San looked at Tang Hao in disbelief, and was about to blurt out "Father, why are you here?", but in an instant it was replaced by:
  "Father, why did you hit me?"

  Tang Hao just looked at him indifferently and said in a cold tone:

  "what are you doing?"

  Tang San's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of what he was doing just now, he was speechless and pursed his lips slightly:
  "Father, I."

  Tang Hao still looked at him coldly, his tone was solemn and strong:
  "Let me ask you, what were you doing just now?"

  Facing his father's questioning, Tang San said nothing, pursed his lips that were bleeding faintly, and lowered his head slightly. The slap just now was not immune, the force was not ordinary.

  "answer my question."

  Tang Hao had no intention of letting Tang San go.

  His anger could be clearly detected in his forest tone.

  Tang San still didn't answer. Could it be that he wanted to destroy the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit just now?
  If he really said it, it wouldn't be as simple as a slap in the face, and his father would probably beat him to death.

  Looking at the silent good son in front of him, Tang Hao smiled coldly:
  "You think that if you don't speak, I won't know that you just wanted to use the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit to destroy your own Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, right?"

  Tang San's body trembled subconsciously, but he still didn't dare to speak, pursed his lips tightly, and buried his head even lower.

  At this time, all his sanity had returned, and he probably realized that he seemed to have done something stupid just now, which made his father angry.

  At this time, you must not be stubborn, otherwise you will be beaten to death.

  Seeing that Tang San seemed to have calmed down, the anger in Tang Hao's heart also subsided slightly, but his tone was still strong and cold.

  He paused for a long time, raised his right hand that had just slapped Tang San, gently stroked the blue silver grass held in his left hand, and then looked at Tang San with cold eyes:

  "Have you forgotten what I told you?"

  Of course Tang San knew what his father was asking, and he also knew that he couldn't escape the topic. After sighing in his heart, he finally raised his head and answered with a respectful tone:

  "The mistress must never forget what my father said."

  "You once said that in the future, I must use the Clear Sky Hammer in my left hand to protect the Blue Silver Grass in my right hand, forever."

  When Tang Hao heard this, he immediately looked at him with a faint look:
  "Then what did you do just now?"

  Tang San's eyes flickered slightly, he lowered his head deeply once again and began to admit his mistake:
  "Sorry, Father, I was wrong."

  Seeing that Tang San had realized his mistake, the anger in Tang Hao's heart finally dissipated completely, and his tone softened.

  After all, he is his son, so a slap is enough.

  He sighed softly, touched the Bluesilver Grass in his arms, and told Tang San again:

  "Xiaosan, protect the bluesilver grass in your hand and don't hurt it."

  Tang San opened his mouth: "But."

  "No buts, just do as I say."

  Although Tang Hao's eyes softened a lot, his tone was still strong, not giving Tang San any chance to refute.

  Tang San glanced at the half-withered Bluesilver Grass in Tang Hao's arms. Although he was confused, he still nodded in agreement:

  "Yes, father, I see."

  Then there was silence, neither father nor son spoke again, only a certain rogue rabbit lying on the bed was moaning softly in the room.

  After a moment, Tang Hao looked at Tang San, who clearly exuded traces of decadence:
  "What? Looking at you like this, are you still worried about losing the game against Blazing Academy?"

  Tang San reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled awkwardly:
  "Father, you can see it."

  Tang Hao nodded lightly:

  "I watched that game."

  "The strength of Blazing Academy is indeed pretty good. It's stronger than you Shrek Seven Devils. It's normal and inevitable that you lose the game."

  Listening to Tang Hao's words, Tang San became even more depressed:

  "Yes, it was all because we were too weak. No, it was because I was too weak, so we lost the game."

  "If I have enough strength and power to match or even defeat the opponent's Huo Wu, then the Shrek Seven Devils will not lose and Xiao Wu will not be seriously injured."

  "However, my Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is powerless to fight back against Huo Wu's Hokage Martial Spirit. I can only be beaten passively and cannot even resist."

  As Tang San spoke, he glanced at Xiao Wu, who was lying on the bed and moaning non-stop. His eyes were full of pain, and his whole body was filled with an aura of decadence.

  But when Tang Hao listened to Tang San's words, his brows furrowed deeply.

  He could clearly detect the lack of confidence in Tang San's words.

  It seems that losing to Blazing Fire Academy was a big blow to Xiao San. He actually started to have doubts about his own strength and his martial soul.

  No wonder he dared to commit such a rebellious act as "mother-killing" just now.

  "So, are you dissatisfied with your own strength and your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit?"

  Tang Hao asked in a faint tone.

  In front of his father, Tang San felt that he had nothing to hide except the Tang Sect's secret knowledge, so he nodded and said truthfully:
  "Father, after all, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is just an ordinary useless martial spirit. It has too many limitations."

  "All it can provide is control ability, which does not add much to strength. Its attack ability and defense ability are its biggest drawbacks."

  "The game against Blazing Academy made me realize that just controlling is not enough. You must attack and defend at the same time."

  "I think the Clear Sky Hammer is good." As he spoke, Tang San was obviously unable to stop. However, at this time, Tang Hao suddenly interrupted him:

  "Who told you that Blue Silver Grass can destroy martial spirits?"

  Tang San froze for a moment:
  "Lan Yincao is a useless martial spirit. Isn't this something everyone knows? Father, why do you say that?"

  As we all know, waste martial souls have no attack power, no defensive power, and no auxiliary abilities. They generally have no innate soul power, that is, the innate soul power level is zero. They are usually born from civilians, and they are the type of martial soul with the largest base in Douluo Continent.

  Like Blue Silver Grass, which can be seen everywhere in Douluo Continent, it is a standard waste martial spirit.

  The master's theory of martial arts also says the same, and that's right.

  Before Tang San could finish his words, Tang Hao snorted again and interrupted him again:
  "Other people's Blue Silver Grass is indeed a useless martial spirit, but your Blue Silver Grass is different."

  "Don't forget, you are a twin martial soul."

  "What are the conditions for the birth of twin martial souls? Do you know."

  Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at his father in surprise, his mind unable to turn around for a moment.

  At this time, Tang Hao had already continued what he had said, minding his own business:
  "Everyone knows that martial arts are inherited from parents, and they are inherited from the stronger and better parent."

  "In most cases, everyone can only inherit one martial spirit from their parents. Of course, under certain special circumstances, there is a certain chance of inheriting the martial arts spirits of both parents at the same time, that is, twin martial spirits."

  "So, what is this special situation?"

  Tang San opened his mouth slightly, but did not speak.

  Because the martial arts theory taught by the master did not introduce this aspect of knowledge in detail, only a few vague sentences.

  All he knew was that there seemed to be a certain connection with the martial soul levels of his parents, but not even the master knew what this connection was.

  Tang Hao paused, glanced at Tang San who was looking at him in surprise, cleared his throat slightly, and then continued:

  "There is only one condition for the so-called twin martial spirits to be born, and that is that the martial spirits of both parents are of the same level."

  "What is the level of the spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer? You should know it very well after studying with the master for so many years."

  "So, what do you think the level of your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is? Will it be a useless martial spirit?"

  Tang San's thoughts turned around for a moment, and the theoretical knowledge of martial arts taught by Yu Xiaogang was immediately brought out:

  "According to the master's theoretical research classification of martial arts, the Haotian Hammer is the top super martial spirit in Douluo Continent, and is the well-deserved number one overlord of weapon spirits."

  At this point, Tang San finally realized something, his eyes suddenly widened like bells, full of disbelief:

  "Father, you mean to say that my Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is actually no worse than the Clear Sky Hammer? It is the same existence as the Clear Sky Hammer?"

  Facing Tang San's shocked and hopeful gaze, Tang Hao nodded affirmatively:
  "That's natural."

  As he spoke, Tang Hao couldn't help but recall the scene when Ah Yin made the sacrifice.

  The [-]-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's body, which covered the sky and the sun, was enough to overwhelm the sky. Even he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

  That scene is still shocking and unforgettable, everything seems like yesterday.

  What you inherited is Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor. How could it be ordinary Blue Silver Grass? How could it be a waste martial spirit? Tang Hao added silently in his heart.

  Seeing his father nod, Tang San's heart was shaken, and he was even more horrified, and even his breathing couldn't help but become a little faster.

  "Father, mother, she."

  After a long time, Tang San finally calmed down and his breathing returned to steady. He noticed the look of nostalgia on his father's face suddenly, and couldn't help but ask another question.

  He wanted to find out about his mother from his father.

  But as soon as he spoke, Tang Hao gave him a cold face:
  "That's not something you should know right now."

  "I said, regarding your mother's situation, when your strength meets my requirements, I will naturally tell you everything."

  After Tang Hao finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, looked at Tang San, and his words suddenly became serious:
  "Now, let's solve your own problems first."

  "If you continue to be depressed because you lost a game, then you will not get any news about your mother from me in the future."

  "Xiaosan, do you understand what I mean?"

  Not being able to get news about his mother from his father, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Now when he heard his father's serious words, his heart suddenly shivered:
  "I understand, father, because I am too weak and not qualified enough."

  Tang Hao took a deep look at Tang San, and there was something meaningful in the depths of his slightly red eyes.

  Although the soul living in the young body in front of him may be some old monster, after all, he can be regarded as his own son, and he always respects himself and is obedient enough, which is not bad.

  Thinking of this, Tang Hao stopped thinking about it and said instead:
  "I have already explained to you about the Blue Silver Grass. Don't treat it as some useless martial spirit."

  Tang San's eyes flickered slightly, a trace of struggle flashed across his eyes, but he said nothing.

  As if he could tell that Tang San had some special thoughts in his heart, Tang Hao lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the latter calmly:
  "If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Except for things related to your mother, I can answer you."

  Tang San pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked out his inner confusion:
  "Father, you just said that my Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is on the same level as the Clear Sky Hammer, but why can't I feel its power?"

  "When I use the Clear Sky Hammer, my whole body is full of power, as if I can suppress everything. I feel like I have the Clear Sky Hammer in my hand."

  "But when using the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, apart from feeling a sense of intimacy and calmness, there is no other special feeling. It's like the Blue Silver Grass in your hand is no different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

  "They are both obviously top-notch super martial spirits, but the gap between the two is so big and obvious."

  "Why is this?"

  Of course Tang Hao knew the reason for this.

  That's because Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline is incomplete. After all, it's a half-human, half-soul beast hybrid species. He only inherited half of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline.

  Humans and soul beasts have different martial souls, and their bloodline inheritance is also different.

  As long as half or more of the human bloodline can be passed on, then the inheritor will be able to fully master all the abilities of the inherited martial spirit.

  The inheritance of soul beast bloodline is quite special. The bloodline must be completely inherited in order to be able to exert all the abilities of the original race. Otherwise, one needs to undergo bloodline baptism, purify the bloodline concentration through awakening, and master more racial skills.

  Just like Tang San only inherited half of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, and the characteristics of the Blue Silver Emperor were not apparent.

  Only by returning to the Blue Silver Forest and accepting the inheritance baptism of the Blue Silver Emperor can one awaken as the true Blue Silver Emperor, and then master the authority of the Blue Silver Emperor and all the skills of the Blue Silver Emperor. (End of chapter)