Douluo: My Martial Soul is a card

Chapter 6 My Martial Soul is a Poker Card
"Grandpa actually doesn't know much about soul masters."

Old Jack touched his nose and coughed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

After the words fell, he couldn't help returning to his senses slightly, and looked down at the two brothers Tang San and Tang Lu who were looking at him. "You two, don't you mean the kid who is born full of soul power, martial soul, blue silver grass, and cards?"

"En." Tang San and Tang Lu both nodded.

"Innately full of soul power, it's really a pity." Old Jack couldn't help sighing when the two admitted, then he seemed to think of something, and then he shook his head and muttered to himself. "It's a blessing to be able to awaken the soul power, how can I ask for so much."

After finishing speaking, Old Jack bent down and looked seriously at the two brothers Tang Lu and Tang San in front of him, "Xiao San Xiao Liu, would you like to go to the academy that specializes in learning the cultivation methods of soul masters? The most comprehensive and systematic teaching knowledge for soul cultivation."

"You have to ask Dad about it." Tang San was naturally willing in his heart, but this matter still needs Tang Hao's nod.

As for Tang Lu, he smiled and said nothing, keeping a low profile as always.

"Let's go, grandpa will take you back." Old Jack's old face was firm.

Although he hated Tang Hao very much in his heart, he was still going to talk to Tang Hao for the sake of two good seedlings.

After waiting for so many years, finally came two good seedlings, two born with full soul power, old Jack naturally would not miss this opportunity.

As for Su Yuntao's claim that the two people's spirits were not of high quality, this was nothing to Old Jack, since he didn't understand anyway.

All in all, being able to become a soul master is better than staying in the village all your life!

It didn't take long for the Wuhun to awaken. When the three of them returned to the blacksmith shop, it was still in the morning. Tang Hao was still sleeping routinely, and the whole blacksmith shop was very quiet.

Old Jack had already made up his mind before coming, no matter how Tang Hao cursed or even made a move later, he would bear it, as long as Tang San and Tang Lu could go to the Soul Master Academy to study, all the efforts would be worthwhile.

However, sometimes things don't go so well.

Old Jack found that he had underestimated Tang Hao's bad attitude, and at the same time overestimated his ability to cultivate Qi.

The two had a big quarrel, and Old Jack was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, his blood pressure rose and couldn't be suppressed for a while, and finally walked away angrily with a cane.

Because of being woken up by old Jack and having a big fight with him, Tang Hao sat on the chair with a dark face and closed his eyes in silence.

Tang San, who was familiar with him, knew that Tang Hao was angry.

"Father, don't be angry, your health is not good, and if you are angry, if you don't agree, Xiao Liu and I will not go to the Soul Master Academy." Tang San said.

Hearing this, Tang Hao opened his closed eyes, "You release the martial soul and show me."

Tang San raised his right hand obediently, and the light blue blue silver grass quietly floated above the palm of his right hand.

"Sure enough, it's the same as hers." Tang Hao's expression was slightly dull.

"But Dad, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San said.

"What?" Tang Hao's eyes widened suddenly in a daze.

Tang San stretched out his left hand, the black brilliance flickered, and a small black hammer floated out of the palm of his left hand.

"Shuang, twin martial souls!" Tang Hao was shocked.

After being shocked, Tang Hao looked at his youngest son Tang Lu, "Where's yours?"

Tang Lu blinked his eyes, raised his hand and took out his martial soul, the card king, from his pocket.

"What is this?" Tang Hao stared at him with wide eyes.

"This is my martial soul!" Tang Lu said confidently.

I don't know why, but his martial soul seems to be a little different from other people's martial soul. His martial soul can be stored, which is similar to Oscar's sausage, but it is not yet known how long a card summoning can last, and the specifics still need to be determined. Some testing will do.

Staring blankly at the poker cards in Tang Lu's hand, Tang Hao fell into deep thought.

His martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer, and Ah Yin's martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor. The son born from the combination of the two, how could there be such a strange card martial soul?

When Ah Yin was giving birth, he stood outside the house to guard, there was no one else in the room except Ah Yin, and Tang San and Tang Lu were twin brothers, why is there such a big difference in spirit?

Thinking about these questions, Tang Hao felt a little irritable in his heart, and even the joy that Tang San had after awakening twin martial spirits faded a lot.

After lunch.

Tang Hao went on to work, and Tang San was still completing his ten thousand forgings.

As for going to Wuhun Academy to study, no one mentioned it again.

Tang Lu, on the other hand, was sitting on a recliner in the yard studying his martial soul.

Regarding the situation of his martial soul, Tang Lu may know a little bit. Before crossing, he gambled with someone in his dream. Although he did not use playing cards but dice, there is a commonality between the two. Both are tools for gambling.

So Tang Lu guessed blindly that all this had something to do with the old man in his dream before he traveled, although he had no evidence.

After a morning of groping, Tang Lu had figured out some ways to use his Martial Soul.

Every time a martial soul is summoned, it is equivalent to a martial soul drawing, and each time a card can be obtained, the card may be large or small.

A total of [-] cards can be drawn and stored, and the cards with larger ranks are more difficult to draw. Tang Lu still hasn't figured out the probability issue.

Looking at the stack of cards with the highest value up to ten in his hand, Tang Lu fell into deep thought, so, what route is he going to take in the future?
This card doesn't seem to have any offensive power, and he doesn't know the kind of flying card killing skills that are advanced in the movie.

Furthermore, flying cards can only kill ordinary people at most. In the Douluo Continent, a world where the strong are respected, facing powerful soul masters, it's like nothing.

After thinking about it for a long time, Tang Lu didn't come up with a reason, except to pass the time, his martial spirit seemed to be incomparable to the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit!
However, it is also good to pass the time. All these years, he has been basking in the sun besides sleeping, and he is almost turning into a salted fish. Now he finally has an entertainment item to play with.

Soon, Tang Lu fell into the fun of frying golden flowers, unable to extricate himself, he had already forgotten what he was thinking about.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but in an accidental moment, he actually made a 34567 straight. When he put the 7 down, the card in front of him suddenly flashed and turned into five streamers, heading straight towards the fence around the yard. flew over.

puff puff~!

There were several soft sounds, and the fence in front seemed to be cut off by a sharp blade, and it was directly broken from the middle. The bottom was still connected to the ground, but the top sloped towards the outside of the yard.

Because the fence was connected together, it didn't just collapse.

Tang Lu, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was dumbfounded.

I don't know how long it took before he jumped up from the chair with an awow, slapped his thigh hard, and his excitement was beyond words.

grass, a plant.

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