Douluo King's true colors

Chapter 17 Tang San
Just as Xiang Hao was heading to the Lost Grand Canyon, the gears of history slowly turned.

On the edge of the province of Fasno, at the junction of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, in a small village called Holy Soul Village, a young man was constantly swinging a sledgehammer that didn't match his body shape.

If anyone from the Tang Sect is here, they will definitely recognize the slightly cold hands of the young man. These are the Xuanyu hands of the Tang Sect's unique skill, and this young man is Tang San who fell off the cliff to show his ambition.Tang San is already six years old this year, and today is his martial soul awakening ceremony.People here use this kind of martial soul to practice, and martial soul has also derived the most noble profession on the mainland, soul master.

Tang San's village is called Holy Soul Village, because a powerful soul master once appeared in this village.Tang San naturally wanted to become a powerful soul master, but his father Tang Hao didn't seem to think so.

"Little San, grandpa is here to take you to awaken your martial spirit." The village chief Old Jack walked into Tang San's home, cast a disgusted glance at Tang Hao who was still sleeping, and said to Tang San gently.

"Okay, Grandpa Village Chief, Dad, I've prepared the meal and put it on the table." Tang Hao seemed to respond by snoring louder.Afterwards, Tang San followed Old Jack to the village ancestral hall.

The children in the ancestral hall lined up, waiting for the deacon of the Wuhun Temple to perform the ceremony, but Su Yuntao looked at the expectant children in front of him, but he didn't hold out hope at all. He had already walked two villages today , without a child with soul power, this village should not have anything to build without accidents.

After being recommended by Bishop Fran of Soto City, the child he recommended became the pope's disciple, and Fran's status also rose. In the next few years, children from all over the world would be recommended to Wuhun City every year, but there was no news anymore. Out.

It's a pity that I work in this remote area, and I don't have such a chance to make a fortune. Su Yuntao can't help but feel depressed.One by one the children walked into the formation, and one after another the crippled martial souls appeared, and the crystal ball didn't light up for a long time, and the last one was the martial soul Blue Silver Grass.

"Another useless martial soul," Su Yuntao said irritably.After all, I will put away the crystal ball and leave.

"Uncle, I haven't tested the spirit power yet." Tang San shouted, Su Yuntao couldn't help becoming more irritable, he stretched out the tester, and a bright light appeared.Su Yuntao's irritability just now was swept away, but then he became even more depressed.

Congenitally full of soul power, this child is very talented in cultivation, but the martial soul is a waste martial soul, and it is impossible to achieve any results in cultivating the waste martial soul throughout his life.When Su Yuntao waited for me, his mood was as if he had rushed from the bottom of the valley to the clouds, and then fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.Under extreme disappointment, Su Yuntao's irritability and loss were unreservedly revealed on his face.

Tang San was very puzzled by this.

"What's the matter, uncle, isn't my spirit power level high?"

Su Yuntao did not reply Tang San.He went straight out the door and said directly to the anxious old Jack,
"There is a child named Tang San who can become a soul master." Then he left this sad place without looking back.After all, it is not known which is more disappointing, no beautiful jade or a broken beautiful jade.On the way back, Su Yuntao only saw countless gold and silver treasures away from him. A waste martial soul is a waste martial soul, even if it is plated with gold, it is a waste martial soul.

And at this moment in the blacksmith shop of Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao was hugging Tang San tightly, Tang San was obviously a little at a loss, except for a wisp of grass in his right hand, a small hammer was emerging in his left hand.After his father saw the hammer in his hand, he couldn't help crying and hugged himself, and at the same time told himself not to show the hammer in his left hand.

The next day, his father, who had always been against him, actually supported Tang San as a soul master. Not long after, a young man with a gifted spirit of blue silver grass appeared in Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.

The gears of history are already turning slowly. It doesn't know what will happen in the future. The only thing it can do is to interweave these stories together.

At the same time, in Wuhun City.

"Xiaohao, my sister is back, this guy is not training again." Hu Liena walked into the residence slowly, only to find that the huge room had been cleaned neatly. Xiang Hao doesn't like servants, so these are only Maybe he cleaned it himself.

Walk in and see the letter left on the table.

Dear sister
When the senior sister read this letter, Xiaohao had already gone to the Lost Grand Canyon to practice for three years.

项浩
Hu Liena couldn't help smiling wryly. This short message really fit his temperament. He didn't mention it when he met the teacher just now. Who would have thought that when he left three years ago, it would be six years later.

I heard that he is already on the second ring, and we haven't seen each other for six years. I'm really looking forward to how that little guy can grow, Hu Liena thought.

And Xiang Hao has been living in the canyon for two weeks at this time. The entire canyon is strictly controlled by the Wuhun Temple. Most of the spirit beasts inside are raised by Wuhundian itself. He couldn't get in either, so Xiang Hao hardly encountered any soul beast attacks.

When he first arrived at the canyon, Xiang Hao subdued a soul beast in this area that had been cultivated for nearly 3000 years. Since then, there have been fewer and fewer soul beasts in this area where Xiang Hao is. Hao even couldn't see any of them. From the looks of it, these soul beasts should know that there is another guy who can't be messed with in this area.

Because of this, Xiang Hao was at leisure happily. Under the primitive environment here, Mr. Yan even monitored Xiang Hao's rigorous physical training.But in this kind of primitive dense forest and cliff, ordinary exercise is much more tiring than usual. I feel that my training is approaching the limit of my body again and again, and the internal strength of Shenwu Jue is getting stronger.

Even without the enhancement of the martial soul, Xiang Hao can now head-to-head with the low-age thousand-year-old soul beast by relying on his own body and the internal strength of Shenwu Jue.After all, what Xiang Hao has always believed in is this head-to-head violence aesthetics.

After nearly two weeks of observation, Xiang Hao set up his residence on the top of a cliff, which is also convenient for him to observe, and in this area, the soul beast with the highest age he has encountered is a 800-year-old man Tuo Luo Snake, relying on the poison immunity of his second soul skill, Xiang Hao forcibly approached and smashed its eye sockets. Other than that, they were just some hundred-year-old soul beasts, and there were very few of them with a cultivation base of more than 1000 years.

In the past years, the students of the academy hunted and killed their own soul rings by themselves during the three years of training. Considering the strength of the students, the age of the soul beasts in this area is not high. Xiang Haozai's one is almost the one nearby. Overlord.

But it's embarrassing, Xiang Hao is bound to hunt and kill the third soul ring in these three years, but the soul beasts here have no food of their own.

(End of this chapter)