Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan

The next day, Tang San got up early to practice the Purple Demon Eyes, only to find that Tang Yin was also on the top of the mountain.

"Have you discovered my purple devil eyes?" Tang San had a bad premonition in his heart.

Article 4 of Xuantian Baolu: "Never try to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, otherwise it is easy to really become a pig."

Tang San walked forward slowly, wanting to see what Tang Yin was doing here.

Sensing someone behind him, a red light flashed in Tang Yin's eyes. This was a sign of opening the Sharingan!

"Xiao San?" Tang Yin stood up and realized that there was Tang San behind him.

"Why are you here?" Tang Yin asked doubtfully.

Tang San's face darkened, and he thought to himself: "I was obviously the one who found this place first, but you actually asked me?"

"Brother, I'm here to blow the wind. I like to blow the wind here every morning." Tang San explained.

Tang Yin scratched his head and explained: "I'm just here to get some fresh air. Since you're here, I'm going to exercise first."

After saying that, Tang Yin patted Tang San on the shoulder and ran towards the distance, which was halfway up the mountain where he was used to lying.

Seeing Tang Yin leave, Tang San let out a sigh of relief, fortunately his secret was not discovered.

"Brother must have found this place by accident. After all, this is indeed a good place to get some wind."

Thinking of this, Tang San sat down and began to absorb the first ray of purple energy coming from the east in the morning.

the other side.

Tang Yin opened his Sharingan and saw that Tang San had begun to practice, and thought to himself: "I have to find a hidden place so that no one will know that I am practicing Ninjutsu."

Looking at the river below, Tang Yin already had some plans in mind.

Summon the Blue Silver Grass, activate the Sharingan and concentrate on controlling the Blue Silver Grass to twine towards the ancient tree on the other side of the river.

The blue silver grass was like a snake, tightly entangled with the ancient trees on the other side of the river. Tang Yin grabbed the blue silver grass, took a running start, and flew over like a swing.

"It seems that it is possible to control the blue silver grass with mental power to make it entangle." Tang Yin took back the blue silver grass, looked at the blue silver grass that had been entangled on the ancient tree and dissipated, and said calmly.

After walking slowly into this ancient forest for about ten minutes, Tang Yin discovered a plain.

“What a great place.”

This place is full of rocks and some weeds, but fortunately the area is large enough.

"In that case, let's try the chakra properties in my body!"

"Zi-Chou-Xu-Wu-Shen-Hai-Yin."

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

The index finger and thumb of Tang Yin's right hand were straightened and stood upright under his lips. The soul power in his body was transformed into flames and spit out instantly.

A fireball with a diameter of one meter hit the small stone mountain in the distance.

With a "boom", the original small stone mountain was blown to pieces!

"Yes, the power is pretty good, but the soul power consumption is a bit high." Tang Yin felt that the soul power in his body had been reduced by almost four levels.

"Perhaps after my soul power increases, I can try other ninjutsu."

Thinking about the power of Uchiha Madara's powerful fire attack, it's so cool!

That can be resisted by just one person and a class of water escapers!

Still under the condition of attribute restraint!

"It's almost time, it's time to go back." Tang Yin sighed.

He turned around and left this little secret place that belonged to him.

Every day that follows, Tang Yin will concentrate on studying ninjutsu and controlling Blue Silver here.

"Xiao San, I want to ask you to help me build something." Tang Yin walked to Tang San holding a blueprint.

"Brother, is this a hidden weapon?" Tang San asked doubtfully as he took the blueprint.

"Barely, the shuriken and steel wire on this drawing." Tang Yin explained.

"I do know about this steel wire, but what is this shuriken?" Tang San frowned.

"Can't you do it?" Tang Yin was a little regretful. After all, if Tang San couldn't do it, then no one could.

Tang Yin still believed in this hidden weapon master, at least compared to others.

"I'll give it a try." Tang San took the drawing and said calmly.

"I believe you, mistress." Tang Yin affirmed.

Tang San didn't speak, he just focused on hammering the iron block. After this period of time of hammering every day, he had become proficient in the random cloak hammering technique.

Three months later, Old Jack stood in the blacksmith shop, anxiously waiting for Tang San and Tang Yin to appear, for fear that Tang Hao would not let them go.

Perhaps because of the trip to Notting City, old Jack wore new clothes.

Tang San said: "Brother, I have made this mechanism shuriken. The materials you gave me were not enough, so I only made one."

This thing is completely different from his hidden weapons. Although it is a bit simpler, he has never made such a hidden weapon.

"Thank you, mistress." Tang Yin touched his head and smiled.

"Xiao Yin, Xiao San, come out, I will take you to the Soul Master Academy in Notting City." Old Jack stood at the door and shouted.

"Let's go." Tang Yin picked up his backpack and walked outside the blacksmith shop.

Tang San took his own baggage and followed closely out of the blacksmith shop.

Seeing the two children coming out, Old Jack was relieved. After all, he knew Tang Hao's bad temper.

"Xiao Yin, mistress, originally we only had one quota for work-study students, but fortunately the village next door didn't have any martial arts awakening students this year, so I went to their village to ask for a quota.

"Now that you are out, let's go." Old Jack said kindly.

"Let's go." Tang Yin nodded and followed Old Jack.

Tang San shouted towards the house: "Dad, let's go. The porridge is ready in the pot. Don't forget to drink it."

After a while, after the three of them walked away.

The door curtain of the blacksmith shop was lifted, and Tang Hao's figure slowly appeared. There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes as he looked at the backs of the three people leaving.

"Xiao Yin, don't blame your father for being cruel. You can't inherit the sect without the Clear Sky Hammer. The future of the sect depends on the mistress. And because of your mother's great hatred, your father is just a useless person."

Tang Hao stood at the door of the blacksmith shop, wondering what he was thinking. He didn't leave the blacksmith shop until the afternoon.

At the same time, Tang Yin, Tang San and Old Jack had just entered Notting City.

Although Holy Soul Village is not far from Notting City, Old Jack slowed down his pace considering his two children and had something to eat on the way. He didn't arrive in Notting City until the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the city, Old Jack lost his way. Fortunately, with the guidance of a few enthusiastic people, Old Jack took his two children and found the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Before they even got close, the three of them saw a tall black arch, which was much larger than the school gate Tang Yin had seen in his previous life.

"As expected of a soul master school, it's so grand." This was Tang Yin's inner thought.

Walk to the front of the arch and look at the four characters "Notting College" in the middle of the arch.

Before a few people could get closer, the concierge next to him yelled loudly.

"What do you do? Where do you come from, country bumpkins?" The concierge said scornfully when he saw a few people dressed simply.

Old Jack can be said to be bright and beautiful in the village, but in the city, he understands everything.

As for Tang Yin and Tang San, they were even poorer. They didn't have enough to eat, and they had an alcoholic father. It would be nice to have clothes to wear.

Even after being scolded by the guard, Old Jack was not angry. He smiled and said, "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. The two of them are working-study students this year. Do you think there are any other procedures we need to go through?"

"Holy Soul Village? I think it's a beggar's village, right? With how poor you are, how can you be a soul master? Our college hasn't had any working-study students for many years. Are you fakes?" The concierge looked unbelieving. mocked.

Hearing this, Tang San stretched his hand behind his back, and when he took it out again, the sleeve arrow in his sleeve was already ready.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I won't be polite to you." Tang San frowned slightly and said coldly.

"Mistress, don't talk nonsense." Old Jack scolded.

"We are not fakes. If you don't believe me, look at the Wuhun Palace certificate issued by the Wuhun Palace deacon. It can prove it."

After saying that, Old Jack took out the martial arts certificate and handed it to the concierge.

"Hmph, I want to see if your certificate is true or false." The concierge snorted coldly, took the martial arts certificate and read it.

Seeing this scene, Tang Yin felt a little angry in his heart, but he knew that it was not the right time for him to take action. After all, the target of the machine shuriken was too big.

"Wait a little longer, and the master who claims to be invincible in theory will come out."

"You..." The concierge pointed at Old Jack, somewhat in disbelief.

The martial soul certificate clearly stated the innate full soul power and the martial soul blue silver grass.

The concierge said angrily: "Everyone knows that Lan Yincao is a useless martial soul, but he still has full soul power. I think he has full soul power!"

After that, the concierge threw the martial arts certificate to Old Jack and yelled at him to leave.

No matter how tolerant Old Jack was, there was still a little anger in his eyes, not because they scolded him, but because they said that the two martial arts proved to be fake.

"Hmph, you poor devils don't even know what I mean? Even if the martial spirit proves to be true, I won't let you in." The concierge sneered in his heart.

"Don't talk about Holy Soul Village, I think it is just a garbage village, a beggar village, a delusional soul master? I think you are just picking up garbage!"