Douluo Rakshasa God King

"Martial spirit, Di Ming!" Tang Chen's martial spirit condensed and flew out from his right hand, circled around Tang Chen and returned to Tang Chen's hand.

The surrounding air temperature has dropped even more significantly. The sword is 12 meters long, 07 decimeters wide at the top, 045 decimeters wide at the middle, and 028 decimeters wide at the bottom.

"How come I haven't seen a sword-type martial spirit before?"

Su Yuntao looked through all the sword martial spirits in his mind, but couldn't find one like this.

The half-bloody, half-snow-white sword body has a closed Rakshasa eye on the hilt, and half-angel and half-demon wings grow on its side.

"Brother's martial spirit is so terrifying!" Tang Yue'er teased, pretending to be timid and taking a half-step back to show off.

"Ah hahaha... I think so too, haha..." Tang Chen smiled awkwardly.

"Test your soul power." Su Yuntao said impatiently.

Tang Chen placed his hand on the crystal ball, and the strong light spread out, illuminating the entire hall.

"Sure enough!" Su Yuntao seemed to know the result, and he was happy in his heart. If everyone goes to the Wuhun Hall, there is a 100% chance of promotion!

"(Laughs) It's your turn, Yue'er." Tang Chen took back the martial spirit in his hand, returned to his original position, and exchanged high-fives with Tang Yue'er.

"Martial spirit, flower of healing!"

Tang Yue'er condensed a colorful flower lotus, and the air that had been suddenly cold by Tang Chen turned back into a greenhouse and warmed people's hearts.

"This is actually the long-lost and top-notch healing spirit in the mainland - the Healing Flower!"

After seeing Hualien's appearance clearly, Su Yuntao exclaimed: "I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes in this small Holy Soul Village!"

"Children, are you interested in joining the Wuhun Palace? I guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing and constant resources!"

"The Wuhun Palace can help you cultivate to a titled Douluo, but the condition is that you serve in the Wuhun Palace."

Su Yuntao offered almost all-inclusive terms to Tang San and others, almost allowing them to join Wuhun Hall and serve.

The top martial soul in the mainland must have full innate soul power, you can tell without testing.

Tang Chen was silent for a while, thinking:

With the support of huge resources, I will soon become a strong person and rescue my mother faster.

However, the combat effectiveness cultivated by the resources is average and may not be enough to rescue the mother.

What Tang Chen wants is to rescue his mother 100%, otherwise he will face even more cruel punishment if he fails.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I like to be strong and carefree. I'm sorry."

Tang Chen rejected Su Yuntao's kindness and expressed his original intention.

"Okay, I won't force you, but what about you." Su Yuntao did not force Tang Chen, but turned to Tang San and Tang Yue'er.

"I listen to my brother." Tang Yuer said while holding Tang Chen's arm, and the latter showed a charitable look.

Tang San said: "Me too."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuntao looked frustrated and replied: "That's up to you. If you want to come, Wuhun Palace will always open its hands for you!"

"Okay, let's go. I guess your village chief can't wait any longer."

Tang Chen and the others thanked them, and then followed Su Yuntao out of the hall.

As Su Yuntao said, as soon as they went out, Old Jack couldn't wait and walked towards them with a smile on his face.

"How are the children? Have they awakened their soul power?" After taking care of the children, Old Jack asked Su Yuntao.

The latter answered truthfully: "Your village is lucky, there are three children with innate soul power."

Old Jack's eyes filled with tears: "Are you telling the truth? Are we going to have another great soul master?!"

"Yeah, but don't be too happy. One child's martial spirit is the abandoned martial spirit Blue Silver Grass, and the other is a sword with an unknown name."

"There is only one child with extraordinary talent, the First Saint Martial Spirit - the Flower of Healing! She is a girl."

Hearing Bluesilver Grass, Old Jack also muttered in his heart: "Bluesilver Grass...an unknown sword..."

"Grandpa Jack, we're out." While old Jack was thinking, Tang and Chen had already arrived beside him.

"Hmm, Master Soul Master said that you are the ones who have awakened the full innate soul power, right?"

"Yeah, yes, Grandpa Jack."

"Grandpa Jack was disappointed. What I awakened was Blue Silver Grass."

"Nothing, nothing. Grandpa hopes that as long as you can become great soul masters, that's all."

"Well, I got it, Grandpa Jack, let's go back, it's time for Dad to hurry up."

"Good good~"

After saying that, Tang Chen and his party said goodbye to old Jack and left in the direction of home.

——Blacksmith shop.

"Dad, we're back!" Tang Chen opened the wooden door and saw the person in front of him was drinking to drown his sorrows.

"Well, how was your martial soul awakening today?" Tang Hao asked.

"Dad, my third brother, Yue'er and I are all innately full of soul power." Tang Chen replied.

Hearing this, Tang Hao stopped holding the wine glass in his hand and turned to look at the three short figures at the door.

"Very good. Summon your martial spirits and show them to me."

Tang Hao walked to the former ones, bent down and waited for the scene he was expecting in his mind.

Tang and Chen didn't dare to hide it, so they summoned their martial spirits one after another.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass fluttered in the wind in Tang San's hands, swaying his slender figure.

Tang Chen's Emperor Ming and Tang Yue'er's Healing Flower form two polar opposites, one yin and one yang, equally divided in power.

"Bluesilver grass..." Tang Hao first looked at the bluesilver grass in Tang San's hand, and there was a sense of sadness in his eyes.

"Dad, actually I still have a martial spirit." Tang San couldn't help but see Tang Hao's sadness, and the martial spirit in his left hand was revealed.

"It's actually twin martial spirits! This is... the Clear Sky Hammer?!" Tang Hao's eyes glowed from Li Si.

What Tang San condensed was what is known as the number one artifact soul in the mainland today - the Clear Sky Hammer!

Tang Hao suddenly hugged Tang San tightly, and the latter was both shocked and felt warm in his heart.

After a while.

"Dad... I can't hold on any longer." With his petite body holding such a small hammer, Tang San felt a little weak and his internal energy was about to be exhausted.

"Take it back"

Tang Hao let go of Tang San, stood up and turned his back to Tang San, with a myriad of thoughts on his mind, he said firmly:

"Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand."

"Okay, I can do it, dad!" Tang San said yinruo.

"Then, yours is...the flower of healing!" Tang Hao knew Tang San's martial spirit and turned to look at Tang Yue'er and Tang Chen.

Seeing Tang Yue'er's martial spirit clearly, Tang Hao was surprised: "The top martial spirit in the world - the flower of healing!"

"Then Shen'er, you..." The former looked at Tang Chen, and the Di Ming condensed in Tang Chen's hand was exuding a stabbing energy.

"What a strong murderous aura! There is also an unknown sacred power intertwined in it. What kind of martial spirit is this!"

In Tang Hao's eyes, Emperor Ming was like a Rakshasa wielding murderous intent, but an angel wrapped up the overflowing murderous intent, preventing it from moving forward.

"Shen'er, can you tell me what kind of martial spirit you have?" Tang Hao asked from the bottom of his heart.

"Dad, this sword told me that its name is..."