Ruochen legend of Douluo

Tang San saw that Zhang Ruochen had finished the test and said politely to Matthew Nuo: "Master Matthew Nuo, please wait. Could you please bring me a chair?"

Matthew Nuo's face softened a lot after hearing Tang San's words. Looking at the mummy-like Zhang Ruochen, he knew that Tang San was going to let Zhang Ruochen sit down for another test, so he immediately handed over his office stool.

After Tang San helped Zhang Ruochen sit down, he said to Matthew Nuo: "Master Matthew Nuo, please let me start."

Tang San walked in front of Matthew Nuo, raised his right hand, and concentrated on the operation of the Xuantian Technique. Bluesilver grass slowly poured out from the palm of his hand. The thick bluesilver grass hung down to the ground like a vine, and a yellow soul ring rose up, surrounding it. The blue silver grass turns slowly.

Matthew Nuo looked at Tang San's martial spirit with a look of surprise on his face. Could it be that this martial spirit was also a mutated martial spirit?

"What is this martial spirit of yours?"

"Master Matthew Nuo, my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass." Tang San replied after hearing Matthew Nuo's question.

"Is this Blue Silver Grass? Isn't Blue Silver Grass a useless martial spirit? It shouldn't be possible to become a soul master! How could this be?" Mathieu Nuo looked at Tang San and said in surprise.

"Is there a problem? My teacher taught me that there are only useless spirit masters, and there are no useless martial arts spirits." After hearing Matthew Nuo's words, Tang San felt a little unhappy and replied lightly.

Matthew Nuo heard that Tang San's words were not as friendly as before, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He was so surprised by Tang San's martial spirit that he forgot that Zhang Ruochen was still beside him. "Please put your soul power into this crystal ball and let me see your level. You should be eleven, just like my little brother..."

Before Mathieu Nuo said the word "level", a layer of yellow light emerged from the crystal ball in Tang San's hand, which was obviously much stronger than Zhang Ruochen's light, which was so pale that the color could not be seen.

"This, this is... the thirteenth level! A useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, can actually be at the thirteenth level." Matthew Nuo exclaimed.

When Zhang Ruochen heard Matthew Nuo's words, he nodded as he should. If he hadn't forced himself to die and endured his eldest father's crazy punch, he should be about the same as Tang San, but whoever asked him to die would have no stability in his soul power. When he came down, he exhausted his soul power and circulated his martial soul, causing the soul power to dissipate.

"Child, can you tell me what spirit beast you hunted to get this century-old spirit ring?" Matthew Nuo looked at Tang San excitedly.

Tang San looked at Mathieu Nuo. Even though he respected his elders, he was a little dissatisfied after facing Mathieu Nuo's many humiliations and finally asking him about the origin of his soul ring. Although the origin of the soul ring was nothing, Tang San felt dissatisfied. As the number one genius in the Tang Sect within a hundred years, San also has his own arrogance.

"Cough, cough. Master Matthew Nuo, this is not what you should ask, right?" Zhang Ruochen could see that Tang San was a little dissatisfied with Matthew Nuo, but due to his personality, Tang San was a little hesitant, so he had no choice but to speak out to Mathiu Nuo. said.

"No, I'm just asking." Mathieu Nuo was obviously a little afraid of Zhang Ruochen, but he tried his best to show a smile.

"Just ask! Well, next time I will also ask my godfather why he didn't demolish this Wuhun Palace." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile after hearing Matthew Nuo's words.

"I really don't need you anymore. It's my fault, and I apologize to you." After hearing Zhang Ruochen's words, Matthew Nuo suddenly shed a cold sweat.

As one of the tens of millions of martial soul branch halls in Douluo Continent, it was demolished by a worshipper. The higher-ups would never find trouble with that worshiper. They would only feel that it was the little master of the martial soul branch temple who made him angry. If he refuses to worship, he will definitely face the punishment of Wuhun Palace. At the least, he will be expelled from Wuhun Palace, but in serious cases, it will really harm his family.

"I don't need you to apologize to me. It's not me who is being asked." Zhang Ruochen shrugged and said indifferently.

After listening to Zhang Ruochen's words, Matthew Nuo knew what Zhang Ruochen meant.

"My little friend, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have asked you about your secrets. Please forgive me." Matthew Nuo looked at Tang San, bent down and saluted.

"It doesn't matter." Tang San replied calmly to Matthew Nuo.

"Hmph, my name is Zhang Ruochen, and the person in front of you is my senior brother Tang San. Remember to help us both register as soul masters. Come help me, it's time for us to go." Zhang Ruochen snorted to Matthew Nuo and asked Tang San to help him. Get up and prepare to leave.

.........

"No, mistress, did I forget something?" Zhang Ruochen had just left Matthew Nuo's office and seemed to have thought of something.

"Teacher said that soul masters will receive a monthly subsidy." Tang San also seemed to have thought of what the master said when he came.

When Zhang Ruochen heard this, he smiled awkwardly. He had just visited Dress Thirteen and almost forgot what the master said.

.......

When Matthew Nuo saw Zhang Ruochen and Tang San leaving, he immediately collapsed to the ground, cold sweat dripping down his face.

"Hey, old guy, have you forgotten something?" Tang San helped Zhang Ruochen back to Matthew Nuo's office.

When Mathieu Nuo saw that Zhang Ruochen, the ancestor, was back, he immediately stood up from the ground and asked cautiously, "What did I forget?"

"Soul master's monthly subsidy." Zhang Ruochen looked at Matthew Nuo speechlessly and said.

"Ah, okay, that's it, I'll give it to you right now." As soon as Matthew Nuo heard Zhang Ruochen's words, he immediately took out two gold soul coins from his pocket and handed them to Tang San.

"The subsidy for a soul master is one gold soul coin per month, and for a great soul master is ten gold soul coins per month," Matthew Nuo introduced in passing as he handed it to Tang San, fearing that Zhang Ruochen would misunderstand.

"It's only one, forget it, mistress, help me get the gold soul coins every month! Let's go!" Zhang Ruochen expressed his lack of interest after hearing that he only had one gold soul coin. He had a mountain of gold soul coins in his soul guide. The gold soul coin, this subsidized gold soul coin, is really not in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Walk out of the Wuhun Hall.

Tang San looked at Zhang Ruochen, "Xiaochen, are you okay?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Tang San doubtfully, "What can I do?"

"What's your soul power level?" Tang San knew that Zhang Ruochen had absorbed the soul ring of the rare soul beast Armored Wolf, or that he had exceeded the limit of absorbing the first soul ring and suffered too much pain. As a result, his soul power level was not as high as his own. I was afraid that Zhang Ruochen would feel sad.

"Haha, I'm fine!" Zhang Ruochen burst out laughing when he heard Tang San's words, and immediately hugged Tang San with his arm, laughing.

"Hiss, hiss." As a result, the force was too strong, causing the wound to split, and Zhang Ruochen sucked in the cold air from the pain.

Tang San looked at Zhang Ruochen who looked like an idiot next to him and said softly, "Thank you."

What he was grateful for was that if it weren't for the arrogant dad, he wouldn't have the perfect soul ring. What he was grateful for was that if Zhang Ruochen hadn't spoken just now, he wouldn't have been able to escape the embarrassing situation with Matthew Nuo.

"You're welcome. Which one of us will follow the other?"

Tang San looked at Zhang Ruochen who looked happy and smiled.

With a junior brother like you...

Good.