Douluo's Fate Modification System

This......

The master was stunned on the spot.

No, the script should not have been written like this.

Shouldn't it be me explaining how awesome my theory is, and then Tang San bows down?What went wrong?

I was rejected on the spot by a six-year-old child!Although the words were not dead, the truth made him very uncomfortable.

After thinking about the results he speculated and the changes Tang San might bring to him, the master took a deep breath, controlled his emotions and said.

"Son, don't rush to reject me. It's not too late to see my ability. I can't let such a good seedling go. After all, you are also the third twin martial spirit in the past hundred years."

Tang San: ...It doesn't seem to be a problem for him to say that. Brother Ling did awaken later than me.

Although he was complaining in his heart, Tang San was indeed a little shocked.

"Are you wondering why I know you have twin spirits?" As he spoke, he shook the certificate in his hand, "It's because of this certificate, maybe others can't see the flaws in it, but if I If I can’t see it, then I am not worthy of the word master.”

"I once investigated..."

What followed was the master's theoretical analysis of a large series of data.

"So what I'm sure of is that you should still have a martial soul, and it's a very powerful martial soul."

"Everything has exceptions, but why can't I be a special case?" Tang San asked back.

"Yes, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass..."

Tang San listened carefully, always felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but also felt that something was weird.

Suddenly, Tang San thought of something, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask, what level of soul master are you, master?"

Hearing this question, the master's originally confident face was a little unnatural, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing an awkward smile.

"I am... a level 29 great soul master. Because I am outstanding in my knowledge of martial soul theory, I am favored by my colleagues and call me master."

Tang San was a little silent. In the past few years, Xia Ling had nagged him the most - practice is the only criterion for testing the truth.

Including the Xuantian Treasure Record, it also warns the disciples of Tangmen that all kinds of poisons and medicinal herbs are summed up by the ancestors of the Tangmen through experimentation little by little with an unknown number of lives.

Although he didn't know much about Wuhun, he learned from chatting with Old Jack's two guards last night that the most powerful in this world is the Titled Douluo above rank ninety.And only soul masters above the soul emperor level can be called true powerhouses.

A 29th-level great soul master, to put it bluntly, is even inferior to many students from intermediate colleges.

Then, as a low-level existence in the world of soul masters, he specified that it is impossible to study the real thing, and he can only conjecture through the data and cannot prove it.

Isn't this so-called theory just a castle in the air?Without the practice of the underlying structure, it will collapse sooner or later.

Besides, where did these so-called data masters come from?How can he get these data with his strength?

Is the information obtained accurate?The conclusions drawn by research with wrong data can be very different from the actual situation.

It has to be said that his guess is very close to the truth of the matter.

Thinking of this, Tang San wanted to refuse.

The master seemed to see Tang San's hesitation, and hurriedly said again: "Little San, how about I accept you as my registered disciple, you listen to my class for a while, and then decide whether to leave or stay?"

Tang San was a little shaken, he was just a registered disciple.If your judgment is wrong, you can still worship him as a teacher; if your judgment is correct, then everyone will break up as soon as possible.

Seeing this, the master struck again while the iron was hot.

"Little San, you haven't obtained the first spirit ring yet, have you? In this way, the teacher will help you obtain the first two spirit rings, how about it?"

"Okay then, I promise you." Tang San thought about the Xuan Tian Kung that he couldn't break through, gritted his teeth and agreed, "I don't know your name yet?"

"My teacher, Yu Xiaogang."

"Registered disciple Tang San, I have met Teacher Yu." Tang San raised his hands and cupped his fists, and bowed.Although it is only temporarily agreed to be a named disciple, there must be a lot of courtesy.

The corner of the master's stiff mouth twitched, and he said in his heart that this kid really didn't give him face.But he comforted himself that the registered disciples were the same, after a few months he would definitely be convinced by his profound theoretical knowledge.

"Okay, okay, let's go, I'll take you to the teaching office to report."

Although he felt uncomfortable, the master still enthusiastically took Tang San's hand and walked towards the teaching office.

Just as described in the original book, Tang San heard other teachers talking about the master behind his back when he was leaving.Compared with the sarcasm in the original book, the current Tang San feels somewhat agreeable with these words.

He really felt that his teacher was a little bit unreliable.

On the way to the dormitory, touching the small cloth bag given by old Jack on his chest, Tang San couldn't help opening it to have a look, but he who was always calm almost screamed out!

A whole hundred gold soul coins!

This is one hundred gold soul coins!Grandpa Jack gave him just that!

Although he knew that because of Xia Ling's relationship, Wuhundian probably gave old Jack a large sum of money.But these one hundred gold soul coins are undoubtedly a huge sum of money for the current Tang San, enough for him to spend these five years at school with good food and drink every day.

Tang San clenched the small cloth bag, tightly covering his chest.

Compared to my unreliable and cheap teacher, Grandpa Jack and Brother Ling, you are really kind to me.

But what Tang San didn't know was that for the current old Jack, one hundred gold soul coins was really not a big deal.If the news of Xia Ling hadn't been blocked by the Wuhun Hall, the people who came to give gift sets every day would have stepped through the threshold.

In the early morning of Tang San's second day of school, Ju Douluo and Xia Ling, who rode in a carriage, came to Notting City, the residence of Old Jack.

Ju Douluo and Old Jack, two old men with very different identities and appearances, actually chatted quite speculatively about how good Xia Ling was.

Ju Douluo was even more amused when he heard old Jack brag that he was known as a prophet in the village back then, but he was only a weather forecaster.

Xia Lingdun felt embarrassed, and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.What kind of prophet, but it was used to fool Tang San back then, a proper black history.

But if you think about it carefully, maybe the identity of a prophet can be implemented?Some moments seem to be useful.

"Master, you don't know that yesterday I took your friend to school..."

After Xia Ling ran out because of embarrassment, Hou San came over and reported to him what happened when Old Jack took Tang San to school today.

After he finished listening, he smiled lightly, and silently checked the system's record panel, and there was indeed a reminder that the fate of the master had been changed.

From this point of view, the master may have been rejected by Tang San as an apprentice.

I don't know if Tang San will continue to go to Shrek in the future. Is there such a thing as the end of the world line?

"Let's go, Tianling, let's go to the Hunting Soul Forest in the northeast of Notting City. The soul beasts there are all raised in captivity by our Wuhun Temple, and the maximum is no more than ten thousand years old. It's just suitable for your first contact with hunting. A newcomer to the killing spirit ring."

Ju Douluo's voice sounded, beckoning Xia Ling to go.

"Hey, here we go."

The time of Hunting Forest near Notting City is also just right, perfectly matching the script in Xia Tian's mind.

"Tian Ling, practice hard with your Grandpa Ju, and you must become a powerful soul master! Let our Holy Soul Village live up to its name!"

Ju Douluo smiled when he heard this.

Soul Saint?It's small, the structure is small, Tianling is destined to become a genius of Super Douluo in the future.