Douluo's strange martial spirit

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“When I was very young, my teacher said that Xiao Zheng had a flexible mind, but I didn’t expect that he could actually use it to this extent.

If I had the ability to transform my martial soul, I would most likely think about how to increase my martial soul's potential.

Unexpectedly, he actually has such creativity.

Split a new martial spirit, and then use the new martial spirit to increase the power of the original martial spirit's soul skills.

And being able to use % of martial soul fusion skills alone is really a genius idea. "

After Tang Yuehua finished introducing his martial spirit, Tang San sincerely praised his senior brother's creativity.

If you put it into the thinking of ordinary people, if they had the same ability, the first thing they would think of would be to enhance the potential of the martial soul.

Then, while ensuring the potential, create twin martial souls to increase the number of soul skills.

And what about Zhang Zheng!

However, he gave up the numerical advantage of soul skills and planned to win with quality.

The first few soul skills are not much different from ordinary twin martial souls, even if the starting point of that person's second martial soul is ten thousand years.

My aunt is not afraid of this, because with the increase of the second martial soul, the power of her first soul skill will not be weaker than that of the opponent.

When it comes to the next few soul skills, the soul skills with superimposed soul power will be more powerful than that person's second martial soul.

Of course, there are gains and losses, that is, there are fewer soul skills.

But so what, don't forget, my aunt's two martial spirits can still be % fused.

Having seen the martial soul fusion skills of his two teammates, and the martial soul fusion skills of his teacher and others from afar, Tang San knew very well how powerful the martial soul fusion skills were.

To put it bluntly, if her aunt became a Contra, she could even crush ordinary Titled Douluo with the advantages of the Clear Sky Hammer and Martial Soul fusion skills.

You know, her soul skills are supported by the soul ring of the second martial soul.

Seeing her eldest nephew's constant praise of her husband, the smile on Tang Yuehua's face became even more cordial.

One is his only direct descendant, and the other is his husband, both of whom are the closest people.

The two of them got along well, and Tang Yuehua was indescribably happy.

"Xiaosan, my aunt just saw that you seemed to be practicing.

Are you still used to it here? "While speaking, Tang Yuehua also stretched out her jade hand to help Tang San tidy up the somewhat messy collar that he had just put on in a hurry.

Looking at the woman in front of him who was gently adjusting her collar, Tang San couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

In his two lifetimes, he has never seen his mother, let alone experienced such a thing as maternal love.

In Tang Yuehua, he seemed to experience a mother's love for her child.

“Auntie, everything is fine with me here.

There are many exotic flowers and plants here, which are very suitable for my cultivation.

It won't be long before I can break through level and become a soul sect. "

At this moment, the smile on Tang San's face was like a child showing off to his mother.

Regarding Tang San's showing off, Tang Yuehua smiled and said, "Well, aunt believes that Xiao San will definitely surpass your father and become the second youngest titled Douluo in the entire continent."

Forehead...!

"The second youngest?

Auntie, didn’t the teacher say that my father is the youngest titled Douluo in the entire continent?

How could he be ranked second after surpassing him? Is there any titled Douluo who is younger than his father? "

Tang Yuehua's words immediately confused Tang San.

These words seemed to conflict with what the teacher told him, which made him confused.

"hehe...!

Xiao San, you really deserve to be Hao's child, as competitive as him.

Your teacher is right, your father is indeed the youngest titled Douluo in the entire continent.

but...! "

Having said that, Tang Yuehua looked gently at someone who was struggling with the tent.

Following Tang Yuehua's gaze, Tang San seemed to understand what his aunt meant.

"Xiaosan, my aunt doesn't want to hit you either.

But now Zheng is already an eighty-third level Contra.

I believe that in a few years, he will surpass your father and become the youngest titled Douluo in the mainland.

What's more, I believe he will break through level and become a god.

In the past hundred years, he was the first man to break through the hundred-level limit and become a god. "

Speaking of this, Tang Yuehua's tone was extremely firm.

And where is our Lao Zhang!

He just moved his ears and gave his wife a gentle smile.

"It's over, it's over, diabetes has struck."

After being stuffed with candy by his aunt and apologetic uncle, Tang San suddenly felt that he might not survive the day to become a titled Douluo.

However, Zhang Zheng became a Contra, which really surprised Tang San.

Contra, even if there is no Titled Douluo, Contra is the top existence in the mainland.

What's more, Xiao Zhenghun Emperor can compete with the titled Douluo of Qibao Glazed Sect at that time.

So Breakthrough Contra, how strong is Xiao Zheng now?

Is the strongest person in the mainland already a cheap uncle like me?

At this moment, Tang San suddenly felt a little lost.

I have been suppressed by Xiao Zheng since I was a child. Do I, a descendant of the Tang Sect and a man who carries the Tang Sect inheritance with me, have to be suppressed by him for the rest of my life?

Tang Yuehua's aunt and nephew were chatting on the side, and Zhang Zheng was not idle either.

After the tent was set up, he took out the food from the soul guide and got busy again.

He never tires of fine food and fine food. Although Zhang Zheng can endure hardship, it does not mean that he likes hardship.

If you can live a good life, no one wants to beg on the roadside all the time, right?

Tang San watched Zhang Zheng take out tables and chairs from the soul guide, followed by pots, pans, and various ingredients.

He lowered his head and looked at the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night around his waist, and then looked at the ring on Zhang Zheng's hand.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the soul guide around his waist no longer smelled good.

"Xiao Zheng, do you want me to help?"

Seeing that Zhang Zheng was preparing to cook in person, Tang San was too embarrassed to just watch and eat for free, so he planned to go over and help.

"Go away, you are a cultivator and know how to cook a few dishes.

You dare to do it, but I don’t dare to eat it!

If you make your aunt happy, you'll be doing me a big favor. "

After giving Tang San a disdainful look, the kitchen knife in Zhang Zheng's hand began to fly up and down.

After coming to this world, if nothing else, at least his cooking becomes more enjoyable.

Zhang Zheng is not the second generation, he started from scratch.

What's more, in this world, he is a man who has taken care of himself since childhood.

The same hardships that Tang San endured when he was a child, Zhang Zheng also endured.

Moreover, because his physical body was condensed into a three-year-old baby, he suffered even more hardships.

Although because of the grocery store, he doesn't have to worry about food.

But when he came here just now, he even slept on the benches in the field and Notting City.

Just cooking is naturally not a problem for him.

Seeing Zhang Zheng's skillful cutting of vegetables and his control over the heat when stir-frying, Tang San could only sigh to himself: "I used to really underestimate myself when I was young."

When Tang San met Zhang Zheng, he already had his first pot of gold.

So although Tang San knew that he was an orphan, he had never seen him lacking money, and he thought that his family had left him some property!

Now it seems that Xiao Zheng is also a man with a story.

That kind of skillful cooking skills cannot be developed in a day or two.

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