Douluo: Traveling through Huo Yuhao, starting with Yao Lao

"Invincible Golden Body!"

"Invincible Golden Body!"

"Invincible Golden Body!"

Constantly urging the invincible golden body to resist Ju Ghost Douluo's attacks, Tang San's expression gradually became dull. Now, the so-called love for Xiao Wu is completely gone in his heart, only the instinct for survival is left.

And Xiao Wu's soul body that appeared in his soul ring gradually became fainter and eventually disappeared. However, there was no hesitation in Tang San's eyes, still urging the invincible golden body.

At this time, in the bedroom of Haotian Castle, Huo Yuhao was sitting cross-legged on the ice chalcedony bed, already sweating profusely. Behind him is the Abyss Destroyed Tiger with a very anthropomorphic expression of hopelessness. At this time, the Abyss Destroyed Tiger is still in the shape of a small raccoon cat, and a stream of crystal gray spit out from his mouth. The flow of light was injected into Huo Yuhao's body.

"How can you not pay employees wages and overdraft their personal property first?" Abyss Destruction Tiger complained helplessly. "These soul powers were sacrificed to me by the humans of the Holy Spirit Church, and I finally accumulated them by hunting soul beasts everywhere on the continent. Without these soul powers this time, how can I advance? The tiger is under the roof. Come on, I have to bow my head.”

"Stop blaming others here. I will definitely compensate you for these things. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to pay you, but I'm afraid that your stomach won't be able to hold them." Huo Yuhao said with a smile. "If you want to suppress the divine consciousness of the God King level, even a small wisp is a huge drain. If you are not willing to use your accumulated mental power, then I will let the teacher refine your soul and use your Mental suppression.”

The Abyss Destruction Tiger suddenly trembled when he heard this, and said "meow" obediently a few times. He gently rubbed Huo Yuhao's body with his own body, and then obediently spewed out the pure soul power again.

"Well, we are still a little short of completely suppressing this spiritual consciousness to a state of no resistance." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth. "In that case, let's use this."

Just as Tang San was struggling to resist the attacks of the two titled Douluo, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

This is a hut with somewhat messy furnishings, and it is also the residence of Yu Xiaogang in Shrek Academy. At this time, his mentor Yu Xiaogang, who was killed by Tang San in the illusion, was lying on the small bed in the house, snoring comfortably.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a rhythmic knock on the door. Yu Xiaogang rolled over and asked angrily, "Who is it?"

"Hello, does the master live here? I want to become your teacher!"

"It's so early in the morning that I haven't gotten up yet, and someone actually comes to see me as my disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang was quite surprised at this time. He didn't expect that his reputation in the soul master world had reached such a high level. People rushed to him to learn from him all morning.

After adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror in the room, Yu Xiaogang came to the door in three steps and two steps at a time. Before the door opened, his face was already covered with that kind of gentle and false smile.

"Squeak."

The door opened, but it was empty and no one could be seen. Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled: "Who is playing a prank with me here? Don't let me catch you, otherwise I will definitely beat you up!"

However, at this time, when he lowered his head, he saw a figure half a man tall in front of him, a half-grown child. Seeing someone here, Yu Xiaogang quickly put aside his previous dissatisfaction and put on that hypocritical smile again.

"Kid, are you knocking on the door?"

"Yes! Hello master, please accept me as your disciple!"

The person who spoke was a little boy about six or seven years old. He was wearing a linen shirt full of patches, but his face and hands were clean and white. It could be seen that he had washed them carefully before meeting Yu Xiaogang.

"I am Tang San from the Holy Soul Village in Notting City. I heard that you are a theoretical master famous throughout the Douluo Continent. I hope you will accept me as your disciple and help me become stronger. I want to become a powerful soul master!"

The little boy was paying attention to the master's expression as he spoke. His eyes were full of determination, and he looked at Yu Xiaogang sincerely and full of hope.

"Master, when I was awakening my martial soul, the deacon of the martial soul hall told me your famous saying. There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. When I heard this sentence , I know you must be the best and kindest person. Please accept me as your disciple, please!"

When Yu Xiaogang heard what Tang San said, his brows suddenly relaxed. He was born a hypocrite who liked to be flattered and praised. At this time, after being praised a few times by the little boy, he suddenly felt that his bones were lighter.

"Well, let's release your martial spirit first, and I'll help you check your talent." Yu Xiaogang pretended to be a worldly expert and looked at the young boy arrogantly.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The little boy bowed to the master very politely, and then stretched out his right hand. After a moment, a faint light flashed past, and a blue silver grass appeared in the little boy's hand.

"What???"

Seeing the little boy, who could be called a useless martial soul among useless martial souls, Yu Xiaogang's old face suddenly turned black.

"Little brat, are you making fun of me, the great theoretical master in the soul master world? With just a bluesilver grass, you have the nerve to come and become my disciple? Who gave you the courage?"

Yu Xiaogang was furious at this time. He originally thought that this child was a good young talent with excellent talent, but he did not expect that this child turned out to be a useless martial soul, and he was also a shabby kitchen knife that could not be more rubbish.

In an instant, all the beautiful illusions before were shattered. At this time, the bad mood of being forced to get up was also transferred to the little boy in front of him.

"Master, that's not the case! Didn't you say that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters? I know that my martial soul is useless and ordinary, and my innate soul power is only level one, but I have a Become stronger!"

Tang San looked at the master pitifully at this time, his eyes full of pleading and helplessness, as well as a trace of fading hope.

"Isn't that ridiculous! Boy, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't have time to chat with you here! There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters? I made this sentence up to deceive those fools. , I didn’t expect you to believe it. Just a piece of blue silver grass, with innate first-level soul power, you still want to become a powerful soul master?!”

"If you could become a strong man simply by having a strong heart, there would be more Titled Douluo in the soul master world than there are locusts in the ground! Give up your naive dream, want to become a powerful soul master? You too match?!"

"Get out of here!!!"

There was no one around anyway, and Yu Xiaogang, who was originally in a bad mood, completely tore off his hypocrite mask at this time, spewing vicious and dirty words at Tang San in front of him like a shrew.

The light in Tang San's eyes gradually dimmed, but he still gritted his teeth and begged: "Master, please, I really want to worship you as my teacher."

"Pfft!"

The little figure's knees softened and he knelt down towards Yu Xiaogang.Big drops of tears fell on the ground, and the childish sobs made even a stone so moved that they couldn't help but shed tears.