Douluo: The opening move is the twenty-three swords that destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

Chapter 2, Awakening the Martial Spirit

"Old sir, congratulations. Your grandson's martial spirit is pretty good. He is a powerful beast martial spirit, and his innate soul power has reached level six. Do you want to consider letting him join the Spirit Hall?"

"Of course, please don't worry, Mr. Deacon, I will take him to join Wuhun Hall later,"

The old man nodded quickly,

What kind of place is Wuhun Palace, the holy land of the strongest soul masters in the entire continent? He can't refuse such a good thing.

On the other side, in the open space,

"Hahaha,,, that's great, my martial spirit is a big tiger, and it's also innate spirit power level six,"

A chubby little boy, about six years old,

Put your hands on your hips and laugh,

"Tch, why are you so arrogant, Fat Cat? My longbow martial spirit is no worse than your big tiger martial spirit."

He is also a six-year-old boy, but he looks thinner overall, and his appearance is slightly ahead of Xiao Chubby.

"Pihou, what are you talking about? Your innate soul power is only level five, so you still have the nerve to argue with me,"

"Fat cat, I just said, what the hell, if you don't give in, fight!"

"Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom,"

Two little kids, one skinny and one fat, were pushing each other and going out to fight.

Just at this time,

A clear and sweet voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Hey, the kid over there holding the sword, you're the only one who hasn't awakened his martial spirit. Come here quickly,"

the speaker,

She is a 20-year-old woman who belongs to the Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province, Notting City, Wuhun Hall, branch hall deacon, and is responsible for helping six-year-old children awaken their Wuhun.

I saw that she has a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. She is a rare beauty.

On the left chest, there is a special badge engraved with a long sword. There are three long swords intertwined on the special badge. The number of three long swords represents the third-level title of soul master, Great Soul Master, and the long sword represents that the deacon from Wuhun Palace is a battle soul master.

"Someone is calling me?"

Li Qingsong slowly raised his head, with a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

He looked in front of him, and there was a woman waving to him.

"That's right, kid, it's you, come here quickly,"

Qin Ruyue stretched out her green-white jade finger and pointed at Li Qingsong, who looked confused, indicating that the child she was calling was him.

"understood,"

Li Qingsong nodded,

Hanging the rusty iron sword on his waist, he walked over calmly. There was no trace of emotion on his face, and his cold temperament was undoubtedly evident.

It seems that

I have really died and been reborn in another world,

Li Qingsong looked up at the sky. The blazing sun was a bit dazzling, and his inner emotions were inexplicably complicated.

After taking a few steps forward,

Li Qingsong stood in a mysterious six-pointed star formation, preparing for his martial soul awakening ceremony.

"Little brat, what's your name?"

Qin Ruyue asked curiously,

The child in front of him looked particularly mature, revealing the vicissitudes of life that were beyond his age, which made the beautiful deacon of Wuhun Palace very curious.

"Li Qingsong,"

A cold voice sounded,

"You little brat, you have such a weird temper,"

Qin Ruyue was inexplicably a little angry, being so cold to her,

But now that the martial soul awakening ceremony is coming, she doesn't bother to argue with a little brat.

I saw her hands shooting out rapidly, and six faint green lights were injected into the six black stones on the ground. The six-pointed star array began to be activated by her soul power.

Suddenly, a layer of golden light was released from the six black stones, forming a medium-sized light golden mask, completely covering Li Qingsong.

at this time,

The villagers and children who had not completely dispersed saw Li Qingsong shrouded in pale golden light.

They were also very curious about this lonely Li Qingsong, wondering what level of martial spirit he would get.

I saw pale golden light spots floating out from the black stones on the ground, and then slowly and slowly entered the depths of Li Qingsong's slightly thin body.

Li Qingsong's body began to tremble slightly. He wanted to scream in pain but couldn't.

His strong willpower allowed him to restrain himself and not cry like a child before.

"Stretch out your right hand,"

Qin Ruyue stared at Li Qingsong with her beautiful eyes.

There was also a hint of majesty and command in her tone. Who made this child be so cold to her just now? She must know that she is a woman who holds a grudge.

Li Qingsong subconsciously stretched out his right hand. Suddenly, all the light spots rushed out. In an instant, a rusty iron sword appeared in his palm.

Looking carefully, the rusty iron sword in his hand was not an illusory light and shadow. At the same time, the cold touch coming from his palm also told him that this was a real weapon.

Qin Ruyue frowned and said,

"A weapon spirit, or a rusty iron sword, which can also be used as a weapon? It always feels a bit too forced,"

As the pale golden light spots gradually converge,

Li Qingsong looked at the small rusty iron sword in his hand with some curiosity. Why was it exactly the same as the rusty iron sword he had been holding in his hand?

suddenly,

Li Qingsong's eyes froze, as if he remembered something, and his face turned ugly.

The rusty iron sword on his waist actually disappeared. It was the inherited sword given to him by his master. It was a sword that he must protect with his life.

Now it disappears for no reason,

Li Qingsong was left paralyzed on the ground,

"Master, my disciple is unfilial and has lost your inherited sword,"

When extreme sadness surges into my heart, hot tears also fall down,

"Hahaha,,, what's wrong with you little brat? You're so fragile and you're still crying?"

"Yeah, our hoe and sickle spirit didn't even cry. You are a weapon after all, much stronger than us,"

"Besides, I haven't tested my soul power yet. Maybe your innate soul power is very strong,"

Three children stood not far away and said,

There is also hidden sarcasm and jealousy in it. After all, the total number of soul masters in the mainland is too rare. Even if it is said to be only one in a thousand, it is not an exaggeration.

Even if Li Qingsong only had a rusty iron sword in his hand, it would still be tens of thousands of times more powerful than their uncultivated hoes and sickles.

"Li Qingsong, are you okay? Why are you crying? Although it is just a rusty iron sword, don't be so discouraged. After all, it is a weapon soul, and there is still the possibility of becoming a soul master."

Qin Ruyue's voice became much gentler,

Nothing but good looks,

Although Li Qingsong has a cold, smelly and unlovable personality, he just deliberately made himself angry,

But he looks cute,

"I'm fine,"

Li Qingsong shook his head,

He sorted out his emotions and stood up with an indifferent expression.

Just when he was slumped on the ground, he accidentally discovered that the martial spirit in his hand felt extremely familiar. This rusty iron sword was actually the one he had before.

I just don’t know why, but it turned into my own martial spirit.

but,

Li Qingsong felt that it was closer to him, and it seemed to be easier to use the sword skills taught by his master.

Like arm waving, relaxed and freehand,

It should be that he has reached the realm where man and sword become one as his master often said. This is a realm of swordsmanship that he could only dream of before he was reborn.

However, because Li Qingsong stayed in place for a long time, there was no change in expression on his handsome face.

This stupid behavior has been misunderstood.

Others didn't know Li Qingsong's true inner thoughts. They thought he was very disappointed with his martial spirit.

After all, a rusty iron sword seems to have no lethality.

"Your martial soul is an iron sword, which is a weapon soul. Come on, let me try to see if you have soul power. If you have soul power, even a weapon soul can practice as a battle soul master. After all, even a rusty soul can The iron sword also has certain attack power."

Qin Ruyue stretched out her white and tender hands and patted Li Qingsong's forehead.

But what she didn't expect was that Li Qingsong looked at her coldly, his pupils full of indifference.

"Woman, don't touch my head again,"

(End of this chapter)