Douluo: My Martial Soul is a card

Chapter 7 Divine Grade Martial Soul
"What are you kid doing!"

Hearing the movement outside, Tang Hao, who was forging farm tools in the room, couldn't help but stick out his head and take a look outside.

"Ah, it's okay, you're busy with your work." Tang Lu waved his hands hastily.

Tang Lu went to the fence around the yard after the sound of tinkling iron was heard again in the house. Looking at the smooth as-washed incision at the break, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop crazily rising.

This is the damage caused by his martial soul!
There is such power before obtaining the soul ring, so after obtaining the soul ring, is it still against the sky?

Tang Lu seemed to have suddenly found the direction of his life struggle, and he was going to try again to see if his martial spirit could be used in other ways.

But if you want to experiment, it will definitely not work in your own yard. He is afraid that if he does it a few times, his already simple house will become even simpler.

Families that were not well-to-do can't make things worse!

After greeting Tang Hao, Tang Lu ran towards the head of the village, where the field was wide enough, so there was no need to worry about hurting 'innocent'.

In front of a small tree the size of a bowl, Tang Lu stood quietly two meters away, holding the 34567 Shun Zi in his hand, calmly concentrating.

Brush ~!

With a flick of the right hand, the five cards instantly disappeared into five streamers of light.

Immediately afterwards, the bowl-sized small tree located two meters away in front of Tang Lu immediately fell down, and the cut was still extremely smooth.

Taking a closer look, Tang Lu's heart suddenly became clear, and he replaced it with a tree the size of a millstone.

It was another 34567 straight, the streamer flashed, the card cut into a small half of the tree, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Tang Lu rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. It seems that the power is not as strong as imagined.

However, this is only a preliminary test, and the specific damage assessment still needs continuous attempts.

The triggering rules of the combination seem to be based on the rules of Doudizhu in the card game. For example, if he throws a pair of 334455, the effect is the same as that of a straight of 34567, the difference is that the damage is stronger.

The tree trunk the size of a millstone can be cut into about half.

And when the plane of 333444 is thrown, it can conjure a huge flying card, which is similar to the flying carpet in Tang Lu's previous life TV.

The larger the card surface, the larger the area of ​​the flying card. If it is only the flying card created by the 333444 combination, it can only carry Tang Lu to fly at low altitude alone.

As for 3333 or other bomb combinations, if thrown, a violent explosion will occur. In terms of power, 3333 can blast a shallow pit with a diameter of one meter.

It's not that Tang Lu doesn't want to try the bigger bombs, but it's just too difficult to draw. Except for the king at the beginning, he has never drawn any cards with more than ten cards.

After trying for an afternoon, the cards above ten still did not form a combination. Tang Lu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. What the hell is this probability!

African chieftains are really not suitable for playing this kind of probability drawing game.

And after an afternoon of experiments, Tang Lu discovered that as long as the cards don't leave his body, there won't be any "fire escape" phenomenon. Once they leave his body, as long as the combination rules are established, they will emit powerful destructive power .

Before obtaining the soul ring, the martial soul alone can launch such a powerful attack. Tang Lu has reason to believe that his martial soul is definitely at the level of god-level quality.

Well, at least Tang Lu thinks so.

As for how it ranks in the god-level martial spirit, it can only be known after competing with the owner of the god-level martial spirit.

Three months passed quietly.

After three months of exploration, Tang Lu was already very familiar with his martial spirit, and he knew all the combinations and their powers.

Looking up from the entrance of the village, you could always see a round hilltop at the back of the village, but now you can't see the hilltop.

Three months later, the original hilltop has been blown away by Tang Lu.

Tang Lu still has lingering fears when he thought of the Wang Zha he released on the mountain when he pulled out the big and small Wang that day.

After breakfast, Tang Hao went back to the inner room to sleep as usual, while the old Jack, who was dressed in new clothes, drove his cart to the gate of the Tang family's yard.

Last night, Tang Hao had already handed over the Wind Hammer Technique to Tang San, and also told Tang Lu and Tang San brothers that Old Jack would pick them up this morning to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City to learn soul masters. Knowledge, so the two brothers were ready early.

As soon as Old Jack stopped the scooter, Tang San and Tang Lu came out of the house, Tang San even put his hand on his mouth and gestured for silence.

Because he knew that when Tang Hao was sleeping, he hated others waking him up.

Seeing this, Old Jack snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Seeing that Tang Hao had already made a concession and let Tang San and Tang Lu go to the Soul Master Academy to study, he also didn't care about such trivial matters.

He beckoned and signaled the two to get in the car quickly.

Then Old Jack drove out of the village on the scooter, heading towards Notting City, while Tang San and Tang Lu sat side by side at the back of the scooter.

Looking at the home that was getting farther and farther away, Tang San had a trace of reluctance for home and a trace of longing for the future in his expression.

As for Tang Lu, his face was full of excitement, and he was finally free.

It is not far from Holy Soul Village to Notting City, and the three of them arrived at noon. After a perfunctory check by the city guard, the three of them quickly entered the urban area of ​​Notting City.

This was Tang Lu's first visit to Notting City, and he couldn't help turning his head to look around, looking here and there, everything around him was very novel to him.

After some inquiries, the three of them finally arrived at the gate of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy in the afternoon.

What you can see is a huge arch with a height of more than ten meters and a width of about twenty meters. Below it are two iron gates made of fine iron.

In the center of the arch, four large gold-plated characters shine brightly under the sunlight.

Letter to: Notting College.

"Little three and six, grandpa sent you in and then went back. You two should listen to the teacher carefully in the academy, you know? Don't eat anything given by strangers. When the semester is over, grandpa will pick you up again." See Looking at the college gate ahead, Old Jack exhorted with a serious face.

"Okay." Tang Lu nodded 'obediently'.

However, just as Old Jack led the two of them to the gate, before he could make any inquiries, he was stopped by a young man at the gate.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Is this a place where you country people can come?"

Old Jack's clothes can be said to be glamorous in Saint Soul Village, but for Notting College, which specializes in cultivating soul masters, this is not enough.

Soul master is the most noble profession on the mainland, and as an academy for cultivating soul masters, the people who usually enter here are rich and powerful people.

The young man at the door saw the countryman's outfit of Old Jack and the others, and a sense of superiority naturally surfaced from the bottom of his heart.

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