Douluo Warriors: Thunder Warriors

At the moment when Yang Zhen's weapon soul manifested, all the weapon soul owners present felt an inexplicable sense of oppression!

This is?The natural suppression of low-level martial spirits by high-level martial spirits?

Yang Zhen never imagined that his martial spirit was neither his father's gun martial spirit nor his mother's bow martial spirit, but actually a mutated martial spirit!

In Yang Zhen's mind, a memory suddenly emerged. It was an era when many aristocratic families were divided into one party. There was an unparalleled God of War who was recognized by the world and the most powerful general in the world. He was riding a red BMW on the battlefield. He can come and go freely, and the weapon in his hand is exactly the same as what he is holding now!

"Fang Tian Hua Ji...is this your name?" Yang Zhen looked at the martial spirit in his right hand and murmured. With a slight wave, he could hear the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air.

What a sharp martial spirit this is!

All the soul masters present sighed in their hearts.

But even so, Yang Zhen's lowered left hand was held tightly and he did not dare to open it. There was a slight dark red light in it. However, at this moment, the eyes of all the people in the hall were attracted to Yang Zhen's hand, which flickered from time to time. Fang Tian painted his halberd with lightning, and no one paid attention to Yang Zhen's little movements.

Yang Zhen thought hard and couldn't figure out what was going on. Maybe the martial soul had mutated, so he simply didn't think about it.

After all, no matter how you look at Fang Tian’s painted halberd with electric light shining all over its body, it doesn’t look like it has failed its mutation. Moreover, it looks much more domineering than dad’s black gun spirit!

The female soul master looked at the martial soul she had awakened for Yang Zhen. She felt that this martial soul was good and her mood improved a lot. "Come on, kid, let's test whether you have soul power?" She walked to Yang Zhen holding a blue crystal ball. Next to him, Yang Zhen motioned to put his hand on the crystal ball.

Yang Zhen put his hand up, and with a thought, the light yellow luster all over his body instantly converged into his body. Something seemed to rush into the crystal ball from his body, and the momentum was quite fierce.

At this moment, the crystal ball in Yang Zhen's hand lit up. The dazzling yellow light spread from the first moment. In the blink of an eye, the crystal ball shone like a bright gem.

A faint yellow halo is exposed, which is indescribably moving. According to the traditional test, as long as the crystal ball shows a little reaction, even a glimmer of light, it proves that the subject has soul power, and the crystal ball in front of him is shining like this There is only one explanation for the dazzling light.

"Full of innate soul power!" The female soul master exclaimed and looked at Yang Zhen with a dull look in her eyes.

"Sister, what is innate soul power?" Yang Zhen asked.

The female soul master slowed down a little and looked at Yang Zhen with a slightly strange look.

After looking at it for a while, she explained: "When everyone awakens their martial soul, in addition to the shape of the martial soul that determines whether it is powerful, the amount of soul power is also crucial." While speaking, she stretched out her hand. He raised his right hand, and the silver-white chained martial soul emitted a faint light, and said: "Most people have no soul power when their martial soul awakens. They cannot freely retract and release their martial soul like you and me. They are destined to never become a hero in their lifetime." Soul Master."

Immediately, the chain martial soul turned into a point of light and dissipated, "You see, as long as there is soul power, even if it is only level one, you can practice through meditation, and then after reaching level ten, you can continue to practice by hunting for soul rings. Only until the next tenth level comes, and when the martial soul awakens, the amount of soul power is very important, which determines the starting level of the soul master's training. The higher the innate soul power, the faster the training speed will be. At the same time, Because you start high, you naturally have to be ahead of others.”

In the end, the female soul master looked at Yang Zhen with joy and said, "The so-called innate full soul power refers to the highest tenth level of soul power that can be achieved innately when the martial soul awakens."

"The highest tenth level of soul power?" Yang Zhen stared at Fang Tian Huaji and muttered thoughtfully, so it seems that his talent is not bad.

"Child, what's the name of your martial spirit?" asked the spirit master who was in charge of recording.

"Fang Tian Hua Ji!" Yang Zhen said loudly, and Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand seemed to be sensing something, making a buzzing sound that could only be detected by Yang Zhen.

Be good?This doesn't have a certain amount of intelligence, then this is a divine weapon!

"Although I have never seen this martial spirit, this must be a top-level martial spirit. Now I officially extend an invitation to you, my child, are you willing to join the Spirit Hall?" the female soul master said to Yang Zhen.

"Sister...sister, can you let me go back and discuss it with my parents? I can't make the decision on this kind of thing myself," Yang Zhen said with an embarrassed look on his face.

In fact, the real reason is that on the way here, his father Yang Ao told him that no matter what martial soul he awakens, he should not join the martial soul hall. Although Yang Zhen didn't know why his father said this, but Believing that his father would not harm him, he agreed.

"Do you know how many people want to join Wuhun Hall but are turned away? With your talent, only in Wuhun Hall can you get the best training. By joining Wuhun Hall, there is even a slight possibility that you will become a member of Wuhun Hall in the future. Maybe a Titled Douluo, do you know what a Titled Douluo is?" the female soul master said eagerly.

There's no need to rush. If such a good seedling doesn't stay in Wuhun Hall, then who knows how she will be scolded by the master of the hall?

Don't talk about promotion when the time comes, just don't let her wear small shoes.

Yang Zhen thought for a while, and if he didn't give a reason, he might be in a lot of trouble later, so he might as well put it off for now, "That's it, I think I'm still young now, only six years old, and I still want to play for a few more years. I I want to study at the Junior Soul Master Academy first. I will only be 12 years old when I graduate. It won’t be too late to consider joining the Soul Master Hall then, sister."

"This... is not impossible, but I still recommend that you join the Spirit Hall as soon as possible, so that you will get more resources and better training." The female spirit master hesitated and said.

"That's it, thank you sister for today." Yang Zhen quickly ended the topic, otherwise it would be troublesome if this guy changed his mind and dragged him to the Spirit Hall.

The female soul master nodded helplessly, recorded the information, and Yang Zhen could leave.

As soon as he left the entrance of the hall, Yang Zhen could see his father and mother in the distance. The two of them were sitting in a shady place with fruits they bought from nowhere, looking very carefree.

Dark, his face is completely dark!

Are you sure that I am really your biological child?

"My dear son is out!" After all, Liu Hongyi's eyes were good. He was worthy of being the owner of Gong Wuhun. Yang Zhen saw it as soon as he came out, pulled Yang Ao and ran over.

Yang Ao looked at Yang Zhen, who looked like he was constipated, and felt as if a sledgehammer was constantly beating in his heart!

Could it be said that Zhen'er...

"Let's go, Zhen'er, let's go home!" Yang Ao resisted the idea of ​​asking immediately, as if forcing a smile, holding Yang Zhen's hand, thinking that the whole family would go home first.

Yang Zhen had a dark face and didn't want to speak. Yang Ao was trapped in the scene he had made up in his mind and couldn't extricate himself.

Only Liu Hongyi didn't know what the father and son were up to, and looked confused. In a rather strange atmosphere, the family of three returned home.

"Zhen'er, it doesn't matter. Even if you haven't awakened your martial spirit, it's good to be an ordinary person..." After Yang Ao returned home, he took a bottle of wine, sat at the dining table, and drank several gulps. He said to Yang Zhen with a forced smile.

Yang Zhen stared with a pair of dead fish eyes, looking at his father who was making more and more outrageous scenarios, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

A flash of electric light manifested in his hand, quickly stretched out, and he stretched out his hand to tighten his grip. Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was as tall as Yang Zhen, suddenly appeared. The whole body was flashing with electric light, and he punched the ground with force, making a muffled sound.