Who among the serious people of Douluo cultivates?

Back and forth, he passed by three systems in total.

I really don’t understand. I thought it was a blind date?

Can I still uninstall it if I find the wrong one?

One is to find fault, and three in a row, doesn't it just prove that he is the legendary son of destiny?

I call the system in my heart 999 times every day, and finally wait for three, but the result is nothing.

Let me ask you, if it were you, would you be angry?

As a result, he never called the system again.

I originally thought that without a system, I would still have the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor's twin martial souls, as well as innate full soul power.

But now...

I want to cry without tears.

After walking out of the Awakening Hall, the village elder Jack hurried forward and asked Su Yuntao if there were any children in the village who could become soul masters this year.

Su Yuntao sighed and shook his head.

He has traveled to six or seven villages, but there is no one who can become a soul master.

The birth of a soul master from among ordinary people is truly one of a million.

In the entire continent, there are only a few people who can become soul masters.

Those big forces also evaluate their strength based on the number of soul masters they control.

For example, Wuhun Palace controls more than 60% of the world's soul masters, and is a well-deserved overlord-level force.

Su Yuntao said goodbye and left. He had to rush to the next village.

"Xiaotang, are you the one the master said you are? You have neither martial soul nor soul power and are useless, right?"

The old village chief's words made Tang Yan feel very sad.

This knife is very nice!

"Hey, I think back then, there was a strong soul saint in our village..."

Looking at the big stone pier with handprints, the old village chief began to sigh again.

"I wonder how he is doing now?" the old village chief said with infinite melancholy.

That Soul Saint, he had been watching grow up.

Tang Yan rolled his eyes and decided to mend the knife, "He, I know, was killed by a ruthless guy named Song Wuxin. You will probably never see him again when you grow old."

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

What greeted Tang Yan was a violent beating.

As if slapping him wasn't enough, the old guy just used a cane and swung it to slap him.

Tang Tang was so frightened that he ran away quickly.

Old Jack was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

It is not easy for a strong man to emerge in the village. This is a good thing that will bring glory to the surrounding villages.

It has always been his pride.

This kid actually cursed that Soul Saint to death.

What can be endured and what can't be endured!

However, thinking of the result of Tang Yan's awakening, Old Jack's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot.

He had always liked this child.

But did not expect ...

"Hey! It's a pity!"

After taking two steps forward, he suddenly stepped hard on the bluesilver grass on the roadside.

"It's all because of that trash Tang Hao!"

"Xiaotang is such a smart child, but as a father, he failed to inherit the martial arts spirit from him."

"Not even the worst Blue Silver Grass martial spirit!"

"You know how to drink all day long, what a waste!"

(Tang Hao: God, I was wronged!!!)

As Tang Yan walked home, he felt very uncomfortable.

Why not?

How could this be?

I have clearly mastered the first level of "Xuan Tian Gong" to perfection...

Suddenly, he froze in place.

He just felt that his body had become empty, without any internal energy.

A crow flew overhead.

"What the hell..."

For a long time, he gritted his teeth and uttered these few words.

It's good now, the twin martial souls are gone, the innate full soul power is gone, and the internal strength is gone.

No wonder I couldn't detect a trace of soul power just now.

When he got home, his first words were:

"Dad, did you hold the wrong child in your arms?"

Tang Hao, who was drinking at the time, sprayed the sky with wine.

"This wine is very expensive, can you let me drink it properly?"

It is worth mentioning that Tang Hao's face is not the version in the anime, but the game model endorsed by Jackie Chan.

The scruffy beard and melancholy eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.

After a while, Tang Hao saw that he didn't go to cook, but was lying on the table listlessly. He finally put down the wine jar and asked:

"Didn't you go to awaken your martial soul today?"

Successful last shot!

Tang Yan felt his heart ached.

"Release your martial spirit and let me see!"

Although sloppy, this man was born with a dignity.

When he speaks seriously, people dare not resist.

Tang Yan: "..."

Open martial soul?

Without martial arts, what do you want me to do?

"I asked you to show me your martial arts spirit. What are you doing standing there in a daze?"?

Seeing that he didn't make any move, Tang Hao said again.

Tang Yan turned over lazily and said, "There is no martial spirit."

Tang Hao: "..."

For a long time, he frowned slightly and his eyes became more serious.

"are you serious?"

Tang Tang spread his hands, "Do you think I'm joking?"

Subtly, Tang Hao's pupils shrank sharply.

Then he got up, picked up a wine bowl, walked to the kitchen, washed it, returned to his seat, picked up the jar of wine, and poured half of the bowl.

He put his hand in his mouth and bit it, dripping a drop of blood into the bowl.

Looking at his every move, Tang Yan was really stunned.

"..."

Without Tang Hao's reminder, Tang Yan stepped forward consciously and followed suit, biting his finger and dripping a drop of blood into the bowl.

He scorned this old-fashioned method of recognizing relatives by shedding blood.

Because science has proven that even if it is a real biological father and son, the blood will most likely not fuse together.

On the contrary, two strangers who have no blood relationship may have their blood fused together.

I remember there was such a bloody scene in "The Son-in-law".

The two of them kept staring into the bowl.

Slowly, the blood in the bowl actually fused together.

Tang Hao: "..."

Tang Yan: "..."

You two look at me, I look at you.

The most surprised person was Tang Yan, with ten thousand horses galloping past in his heart.

Is this even possible?

Tang Hao showed a relieved look.

He had worked so hard to raise his son for so many years, but to pay for milk powder, he had to drink less than two bowls of wine a day.

If it was raised for someone else, he would be furious to death.

Now it seems that it is his own seed.

"Why don't you have a martial spirit?" he asked with a frown.

Tang Yan was still staring at the fused blood in the bowl.

Hearing Cheap's father's question, he replied smoothly: "The village chief said that because my father is a waste, he couldn't even pass on the crappiest Blue Silver Grass martial spirit to me."

Tang Hao: "..."

He suddenly wanted to shed blood to recognize his relatives again.

No martial soul, no soul power.

The room became eerily quiet for a while.

The two have their own concerns.

His son is an ordinary person without soul power or martial spirit. For Tang Hao, this was a mixed blessing for a while.

It’s actually not bad for my son to be an ordinary person and live his life dutifully, but...

"Ugh……"

At night, the moon rises.

Occasionally there are a few insects chirping in the woods nearby. On such a night, it is most enjoyable to find a soft grass place to lie down.

That's what Tang Yan did.

Looking up at the starry sky, try to regain some sense of normalcy.

All the internal energy inexplicably disappeared without a trace, and the twin martial spirits also disappeared.

With such changes, loss is inevitable no matter how strong-minded the person is.

"Hey, it seems that there will be no chance to pick up girls and start a harem in the future."