Douluo - something is wrong with you useless martial soul

In the following meal, the routines of several little monsters became regular. The master took the little monsters to run in for another week, and finally planned to let them go to the spirit fighting field for actual combat.

"Dai Mubai, Tang San, Tang Yin, Xiao Wu, the four of you will start one-on-one today and play separately." The master coughed twice, "The rest of you will participate after level 25."

"Yes!"

The master nodded with satisfaction, "We will set off for Soto City at four o'clock in the afternoon. We are disbanded now. Tang San, Tang Yin, you can stay for a while."

Tang Yin, who originally wanted to carry the fox to practice by the lake, stopped when he heard this, turned around and stood three meters away from Tang San behind the master.

Xiao Wu reached out and poked Tang San. She didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "Are you two still at odds?"

"It's all just a unilateral display of his temper, okay..." Tang San sighed, covering his forehead, and then pointed to the lock hanging on his pocket, "This childish personality has never changed."

"Hehe, children have to be childish. To be honest, you are more like a child." Xiao Wu smiled and narrowed his eyes, waving his hand, "Then I'll leave now. See you later."

"See you later." Tang San also waved his hand and came to the master's side, "Teacher."

Looking at Tang Yin who stood stubbornly behind him, and Tang San who looked helpless in front of him, the master also felt a little funny, "I know the strength of you two, do you want to consider fighting underground soul fighting?"

"Underground fighting spirit?" Tang Yin looked a little confused, "What's the difference?"

"That was a battle of life and death. Each battle could only result in life or death, and there was likely to be an uninformed leapfrog battle, which was very dangerous." The master looked serious, "I think you two are strong enough, so Ask about your choices.”

"Do ordinary soul fighting have no distinction between life and death?" Tang Yin looked even more confused, "Isn't that kind of news coming out every now and then? What about the soul masters from both sides falling together after playing True Fire?"

The master shook his head, "At least, ordinary fighting spirits still have the possibility to admit defeat..."

But he suddenly stopped talking and didn't continue.

Tang San frowned and fell into thought, blood must be seen.

And some things are not easy to experiment on my younger brother and classmates.

But now I don’t have enough means to protect myself without exposing my trump card...

"I attended."

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and then became a little angry, "Are you crazy? You have to be at least level [-] before you go, right? No one can defeat your current methods, what if-"

"I'm already level [-]." Tang Yin touched the back of his neck, "I'm planning to find a soul ring. Although I'm reckless, I'm not stupid, okay?"

"Oh, that's okay, remember to try to find a spirit ring that can increase attack power." Tang San immediately calmed down the anxiety on his face, and began to give Tang Yin advice, "I remember that yarrow is a good plant-type spirit. beast……"

"Ah, I've thought about it too...but yarrow only grows in volcanic craters. It would take me a year to travel to the nearest volcanic crater..."

"What about the Silver Wind Tree? It should be able to give you the sharp characteristics you want?"

"Hey, I never thought about this..."

The two little ones talked and murmured together.

But the master on the side was dumbfounded. He was already level [-]?

Level [-] just ten years old?

Listening to the discussion between the two, the master gradually came back to his senses. He looked at Tang San, who was practicing at the same abnormal speed, and then at the seemingly harmless fox on Tang Yin's shoulder. He suppressed the shock to the bottom of his heart and lightly He coughed lightly, "Ahem, Tang Yin, when do you want to set off?"

The master is not surprised that the two people were at odds one second and reconciled the next. After all, children are so angry that they come and go quickly.

"That is to say, I will leave after stabilizing my cultivation in one or two days." Tang Yin held his chin and frowned slightly, "I just don't know when I can get the soul ring. According to my method, it will take a year and a half. It’s not impossible…”

"Then let's postpone it for a while, just in time for me to take a good look at how you deal with the enemy." The master waved his hand, and even though he was curious, he didn't ask Tang Yin what the method was, "Okay, let's all disperse, go and recover." State, go to the spirit fighting arena at night."

After sending the two of them away, Grandmaster turned to the dean's office and discussed with Flender about going to the Soul Fighting Field.

Time soon came to the afternoon, and Flanders Zhao Wuji and the three masters led a group of eight little monsters to Soto City as the leading teachers.

After arriving, the group first checked into a room in a nearby hotel - although it wasn't far, there was no need to waste time running back and forth every day.

After a few people settled in, the master called the little monsters in and gave some instructions, and then gave each of the four people who would participate in the spirit battle tonight a mask, "You are still too young, so be careful to hide your identity."

"Master... I understand the truth, but why such an ugly mask?" Tang Yin looked at the little green monster-like mask in Master's hand with rejection in his eyes.

"College characteristics," Flanders pinched his beard and squinted over, "Any comments?"

Tang Yin was about to nod in protest, but Tang San held him down, "It's something external. And you can't beat the dean."

Tang Yin silenced with an aggrieved look.

Flanders: ...If you can fight with me, you also want to try to resist?

Have you, the Tang family, engraved violence into your blood?

Or is it that my aesthetic taste is really bad?

Taking into account the Tang family's inherited talent and his unrivaled bad temper at the same level, Flanders began to reflect on himself, is it true that geniuses have different aesthetics?

"Okay, stop making trouble. Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, Tang San and Tang Yin, the four of you follow Teacher Zhao to register."

Seeing Zhao Wuji taking away the four little ones, the master coughed lightly and spoke to the remaining four little ones, "You will follow me and Flender in to watch the game in a while. Your mission today is to show you what you have seen." To evaluate each game, at least one fault should be picked out on both sides and how to correct it.

As for the ones that can't be picked out or are all duplicates... go back and have a one-on-one with Tang San or Tang Yin. "

The remaining four little ones: ...it might as well be on the field.

On the other hand, Tang Yin also registered his name with the big team, but he was a little hesitant when he wanted to register a pseudonym.

But Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu didn't have this hesitation at all. One of them was called the Evil Eyed White Tiger, and the other was called the Soft Bone Charming Rabbit.

They all highlight their own martial arts and characteristics.

But what did he and his brother say?

Blue Silver Grass, should I use XX Silver Grass?

"I'm so confused..." Tang Yin pointed at the paper with a pen, and raised his mask, "Brother, what do you think we should name? Can we look domineering without being cliché?"

Tang San was obviously struggling, "First of all, let's find out our own special features. I am the control type, you are the healing type, and then, uh... add a little bit of your own characteristics like Xiao Wu?

Look, isn't she using jutsu?Didn't she just add a soft bone? "

"For the healing system, just use random words like "Xuan Hu Ji Shi" to break it down and use it. For the control system... is it possible to call you Spider Spirit?" Tang Yin glanced at Tang San speechlessly, "What about you? You have played with the Bluesilver Grass as if it were your own hands. The control system with the most legs is the spider, right?" 7K叏婩

Tang San: "...Can't you do something about the Yang Realm?"

"Then Senju?" Tang Yin answered, and then began to complain about himself in his heart, "Then do I have to find an Uchiha for you?" 】

"Thousand-hands... This is not bad. I am the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, Thousand-hands Silver Grass?" Tang San held his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Isn't this your name from the underworld? Why don't you just call me Senju Yincao?"

"Yin Cao? It does sound more domineering than Silver Grass, but I always feel that something is not right? Yin Cao is a god, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm not giving you advice, I'm complaining!" Tang Yin patted the table, "Hello, why didn't you say that you are the Shura Dao who is in charge of judgment in the Six Paths of Reincarnation? The story system is the same as The world is different now!"

"Hmm, Thousand Hands Shura, in charge of the trial... It seems good, let's take this one." Tang San wrote down the name he wanted in a regular manner, as if he didn't see Tang Yin's jump.

"You——!" Tang Yin paused, waved his hand feebly, and held his chin, "Then what should I do?"

"Ji Shi Silver Grass?" Tang San tilted his head.

"You had an affair with the word Silver Grass today, right?!"

"Then think about it slowly." Tang San shrugged, took the registration form and turned to the window.

Tang Yin sighed, tapped the paper a few more times with his pen, and scratched his hair irritably, "Thousand-Armed Shura... Then this is it."

As he said that, Tang Yin put down his pen and followed Tang San to the window with the registration form.