Douluo's corner gun

Tang San didn't react for a moment. When the hammer, which was almost as tall as him, appeared in his hand, the soul power in his body couldn't stop being consumed. Tang San hurriedly activated the Xuantian Technique to stabilize the soul power. Suppress it.

If he had been here for a while, he might have lost all his strength.

What kind of hammer is this?

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass, which hardly required the use of Xuantian Technique, this black hammer frantically absorbed Tang San's soul power as soon as it appeared.

Tang San tried to lift this strange hammer, but no matter how hard he tried, even with both hands, he could only lift the hammer in the air. In just a moment, his expression became a little unnatural, and he was breathing heavily. gas.

Is this also my martial spirit?

Tang San thought to himself as he tried to put the hammer back into his body.

Sure enough, the hammer seemed to be pulled, and the condensed entity began to dissipate, returning to Tang San's left hand. He slowly raised his left hand and input a little soul power.

A faint black light appeared again. This time he controlled the output of soul power and only input a small amount of soul power into the hammer spirit. The black brilliance condensed and was different from the original hammer, which was half an adult tall.

The hammer that appeared in Tang San's palm this time was only a few inches in size. Even though it was just like this, Tang San could still feel its heavy weight.

After taking back the martial spirit, Tang San wanted to ask Su Yuntao for advice. Two martial spirits?Looking at the sky, it was almost noon. It took nearly an hour for him to completely convert his internal power into soul power. It seemed that his father was about to wake up.

As soon as Tang San walked out of the house and was about to dig some mountain mushrooms in the back mountain, he heard rustling sounds coming from his father's room. He knew that his father had woken up now.

"Come back?" Tang Hao said in a slightly decadent voice. He opened the curtain inside and walked out slowly.

Tang San looked at his father. Due to his long-term addiction to alcohol, his face looked very haggard, his hair was messy, his face was covered with grease, and he was unkempt. He had always been like this since he lived independently.

"Well, father, please wait for a while. I'm going to dig some mushrooms in the back mountain, and I'm going to ask Brother Hu for some dried meat. I have something to do today, so I'm late for cooking."

Tang Hao seemed not to hear Tang San's answer and looked at his son, "San'er, your martial spirit has awakened? What is it?"

Tang San said: "Father, it's Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, when Tang Hao, who was not very interested in any foreign objects, heard these three words, his body suddenly trembled, and a special gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass." Tang Hao muttered a few words, and seemed to think of something.

"Xiao San, show me your martial spirit."

"Okay, Father." Although Tang San was very surprised by his father's eyes, it was as if he was expecting something.

Tang San summoned the martial spirit, and blue grass appeared in the palm of his hand.

Tang Hao eagerly grabbed Tang San's right hand and channeled his soul power into it, wanting to see if the blue silver grass could inherit A Yin's bloodline.

"Father, you?" Tang San was surprised. He didn't expect that his father was also a spirit master.

"That's long-winded, it's only about ten levels." Tang Hao held Tang San's right hand and frowned for a moment. He was actually innately full of soul power? Is the martial soul just an ordinary blue silver grass?Then he let go of Tang San, shook his head, and sighed.

"It seems I'm overthinking it. You can go do your thing." After saying that, he walked towards the room where the iron was forged.

Tang San was clustered on the spot for a moment. He seemed to have disappointed his father?

"By the way, what is Hu Xiaozi's martial spirit?" Tang Hao suddenly turned around and asked.

"Brother Hu's martial spirit is a spear, and Brother Hu is also a genius, with full innate soul power."

"Really?" There was an inexplicable look in Tang Hao's eyes. Are the two innate souls full of power?It's rare to find such a genius in a small place.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, "Father, you haven't asked me about my soul power yet. I am at the eighth level of innate soul power."

"Huh? Level eight?" Tang Haoxian glanced at his son and sneered at the soul masters from the Wuhun Palace who came to awaken their souls. They could even test their soul power wrongly. The Wuhun Palace was getting more and more useless.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao." Old Jack's voice suddenly appeared outside the hospital. He was really anxious. You must know that Tang San was a sensible boy, and now he was a promising soul master. It was a pity that he had such a useless father.

This old guy, when Tang Hao heard this, he secretly spit. He had long been unhappy with him. He had the title of Douluo. If he and his son didn't still need to live in the village, the old guy would have treated his son well. Just let him have his head in a different place.

"San'er, go and open the door for that old guy."

Tang San smiled, his father secretly called old Grandpa Jack an old guy every time, but he would never say it to his face.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Old Jack saying angrily: "Tang San, I heard from Master Su Yuntao that you and Hu Yi are soul masters?"

"Yes, old Grandpa Jack."

"That's good, that's good." Hearing Tang San's personal answer, Old Jack burst into tears for a moment.

He touched Tang San's head and said happily: "If there are two soul masters in the village, even if I leave in the future, I can leave with a smile."

He turned to look at Tang Hao, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes, and said: "Tang Hao, I have decided that the quota for the work-study student in the village this year will be given to the mistress. I plan to borrow another quota from another village. Give it to that kid Hu Yi and let them study at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City. The village will pay for the travel expenses, but you don’t have any money at all."?

"Are you informing me?" Tang Hao's decadent and lazy voice sounded, "Young man Hu, you can do whatever you want, my son doesn't have to go."

"What did you say? I heard you right." Old Jack looked at Tang Hao in surprise, "You should know how precious this opportunity is. Our village only has one quota per year, and no one from other villages has become a soul." Master, do you know? This is a good opportunity. Maybe Xiaosan will become a master in the future."

Tang Hao glanced at Jack coldly, "What's the use of a master? I only know that if he leaves, no one will cook for me. Lan Yin Cao, do you think Lan Yin Cao's martial spirit can be cultivated?" What is it? It's just a useless martial spirit."

Old Jack said angrily: "But Tang San is at the eighth level of innate soul power. As long as he can get a soul ring in the future, even if it is the lowest quality soul ring, he can immediately become a soul master."

"Soul Master, do you know? There hasn't been a soul master in our village for many years!"

Tang Hao said indifferently: "This is your real purpose. If you say no, you just can't. You can go."

"Tang Hao!" Old Jack roared, the anger in his chest burning to the limit.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Tang San pulled Old Jack and said quickly: "Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still don't want to learn the soul master's abilities, and isn't there Brother Hu? Thank you for your kindness. "

Although Jack resented Tang Hao's inaction, he liked the sensible Tang San very much. His anger gradually calmed down and he sighed.

"Good boy, grandpa is not angry anymore. Don't worry. I have to let you go to school no matter what. Your father is like this. You can't imitate your father. Okay, grandpa will go to Hu Xiaozi's place first." He said, Turn around and walk outside.

Old Jack walked to the door, stopped, turned to look at Tang Hao, and said seriously: "Tang Hao, your life is over like this, but Xiaosan is still young, you can't delay him from becoming a soul master, at least in the future he will I won’t be as depressed as you.”

When Tang San heard this, he hesitated and thought about explaining something. Grandpa Jack didn't know, but he knew that wasn't it soul power that his father put into his body?In other words, my father is also a soul master.

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San, as if he knew what he wanted to do. Tang San looked at his father looking at him, understood immediately, and didn't speak.

"If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months left before the registration period for this year's Notting Soul Master Junior Academy."

After saying that, Old Jack walked towards the direction where Hu Yi lived.