Douluo the ultimate god of war

Chapter 49 Martial Soul Appraisal!

Su Yuntao hurriedly said: "Of course I'm sure, I awakened this child's martial soul. He is the child I mentioned to you who was born with full soul power but whose martial soul is blue silver grass. He has already obtained the soul ring So I will trouble you. So now I have become a soul master!"

"Blue silver grass spirit?" Ma Xiunuo looked at Tang San in surprise.

But he shook his head again and said: "No matter what kind of martial spirit it is, as long as you can become a soul master!"

At this time, Su Yuntao's female companion, Sisi, smiled lightly and said, "I haven't seen the soul master of the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun yet, but he's a strange one!"

She smiled, with a look of disdain in her eyes.

At this time, the three young men in cloaks also smiled lightly, and the female soul master in the middle said: "It's interesting that Lan Yincao can have innate full soul power!"

A strong male soul master next to him said: "Blue Silver Grass is too weak, it is luck in luck to be born full of soul power, if you want to go further in the future, I'm afraid it will be as difficult as reaching the sky, and his career as a soul master will stop here gone."

These words passed into Tang San's ears, but he turned a deaf ear to them, Tang San stood in front of Matthew Nuo's desk and said: "Hello, Master Matthew Nuo, please test my spirit level."

Matthew Nuo looked at Tang San with a smile, and said: "Son, don't call me a master, I'm not a master, just call me Grandpa Matthew Nuo. I'm 81 years old, it shouldn't be a problem to be your grandfather regardless of age." .”

The old man's kind and friendly voice immediately made Tang San feel good, and hurriedly called again, "Hello, Grandpa Maxiu Nuo."

Matthew Nuo smiled slightly, and said: "Come on, I'll take you to the advanced appraisal. You are a very polite child. It's a pity, but the Wuhun is Blue Silver Grass."

While speaking, Matthew Nuo took Tang San's hand and walked out of his office as if he was leading his grandson, walking along the corridor on the second floor towards the inner side of the Spirit Hall.

When they came to the end of the corridor, three tall arches appeared in front of Tang San.

Matthew Nuo smiled and said: "This is the Wuhun Lab where the Wuhun Palace conducts advanced identification, come on, kid."

As he said, he pushed open the door on the far left, and walked in with Tang San. Xiao Jue was also going to conduct a martial soul appraisal, and followed Ma Xiunuo with Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue.

Several other people heard that Tang San's spirit was Blue Silver Grass, so they were very interested and wanted to go in and witness.

This room is very wide and tall, covering a full [-] square meters. A huge floor-to-ceiling window provides enough lighting for the room.

On the ground, there is a huge sign in the shape of a token, and a long sword hangs down, pointing at the entrance of the gate.

This sign is the same as the one hanging outside the Wuhun Hall.

Seeing that Tang San noticed the pattern on the ground, the great soul master Matthew Nuo said with a smile: "Our place is the lowest-level Wuhun Hall, also known as the Wuhun Branch Hall. On the mainland, even the smallest cities have Spirit Hall of our size exists.

Above the branch hall is the Wuhun sub hall, and one level higher is the Wuhun main hall.At the level of the main hall of Wuhun, only big cities can have it.The capitals of the two empires are the fourth-level Spirit Temple.The fifth level is the Pope's Hall, which is the most noble place in our Wuhun Hall.

Above the Pope's Palace, there is only the legendary Douluo Worship Hall.Only soul masters who have reached the Douluo level are eligible to enter there, and it is also the final destination of all Douluo-level and above soul masters registered in the Wuhun Temple.It is the place that all soul masters yearn for. "

"Actually, even the Pope's Palace is not good!" Xiaoxue muttered faintly.

But she spoke in such a low voice that almost no one heard her.

Of course, Xiaoxue has always lived in the Pope's Palace. She is the saint of the Wuhun Palace, but no one can recognize her in this small Wuhun branch.

At that time, the elder who was with the dean at the Wuhun branch knew her, but that elder was not here.

Matthew Nuo said lightly to Tang San: "Let's start now, show your martial spirit, and release your spirit ring."

"Yuntao, how many years do you think that child can have a soul ring?" Sisi snickered.

"Just look at it, don't worry about it!" Su Yuntao replied.

Seeing Su Yuntao's perfunctory attitude, Sisi snorted coldly and said, "It's just a blue silver grass, what can there be, I think his soul ring is at most ten years old, even if he becomes a soul master, he is still a waste soul master!"

The three soul masters didn't take Tang San seriously either, because in their view, Blue Silver Grass was the lowest level of useless spirit!

Tang San walked to the center of the marking pattern on the ground and stood still, raised his right hand, concentrated and calmed down, the internal force of Xuantian Kung Fu combined with the heat brought by the Blue Silver Grass spirit slowly gushed out from the palm of his hand.

Thick blue-silver grass leaves swarmed out, sagging to the ground in an instant, a bright century-old mandala snake spirit ring rose from Tang San's feet, moving up and down with his body as the center.

Matthew Nuo originally had a gentle smile on his face, but when he saw the Blue Silver Grass gushing out of Tang San's palm, his expression turned into astonishment, "This, is this Blue Silver Grass?"

Not only Matthew Nuo, Su Yuntao, Si Si, but even the three mysterious soul masters showed surprised expressions.

"How is it possible, how can it be so thick!" Sisi opened her mouth wide in surprise, with a look of disbelief.

Matthew Nuo rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not mistaken. At this moment, his attention shifted to the yellow spirit ring on Tang San's body, "A century-old spirit ring, it turned out to be a century-old spirit ring. No wonder, Lian Lan Silver Grass will undergo such a big change."

"A century-old soul ring!"

Everyone exclaimed, because none of them had their first soul rings for a hundred years, even those three mysterious soul masters, their first soul rings were only about eight or ninety years old.

"If the first soul ring is a hundred years old, there is still hope for a breakthrough." The male soul master who was mocking just now said hastily.

"Innately full of soul power, blue silver grass martial soul, century-old soul ring, this kid is not easy!" the female soul master exclaimed.

Matthew Nuo picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table beside him and walked up to Tang San, "Inject your soul power into it, let me see how many levels you have reached?"

When Tang San injected spirit power, everyone was surprised.

Because the soul power is clearly displayed on the crystal ball - level [-]!

The thirteenth level, that is to say, the strength has jumped two levels in a row. At this time, everyone's eyes are cast in approval, and no one dares to look down on Tang San anymore.

No matter who it was, Tang San was surprised, and Su Yuntao was even more surprised. When he went to help Tang San awaken his martial spirit, Tang San's martial spirit knowledge was a weak blue silver grass. Blue Silver Grass, even if a person's neck could be easily strangled, no one would dare to ridicule his martial soul as a useless martial soul anymore.

Just when everyone was surprised, a small hand stretched out from the crowd: "Well, I haven't done the Martial Soul Appraisal yet!"

(End of this chapter)