Legend of Sandstorm in Douluo Continent

Legend of Sandstorm in Douluo Continent

Chapter 2: Meeting the Master for the First Time

Time passed quickly, and the day passed in the blink of an eye. This was really the day when Tang San awakened his martial spirit. .

The villagers came to Tang San's house early, and even brought a bucket of meat porridge.

"Xiao San! Xiao Chen! Today is a big day, eat well... Where is Tang Hao? Are you drunk again?" The old village chief looked lovingly at Tang San and Tang Chen who were drinking porridge, and then looked at the back room with confusion. I found that the sloppy young man seemed not to be there.

"It seems that dad didn't come back last night..." Tang San thought confidently, then looked back at Tang Chen who was drinking porridge, wanting to ask him if he knew.

"Dad said last night that he had something to do. He won't be back for a few days... Village Chief Grandpa, have another bowl!" Tang Chen said and drank, with pieces of meat hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Okay...eat more. That sloppy dad who follows you all the time has made you miserable..." The old village chief didn't think much and smiled as he served Tang Chen some porridge.

The old village chief took Tang Chen and Tang San towards the more exquisite hut in the center of the village, which was the spirit hall of this small village...

"I am the soul master of Wuhun Palace, and today I will awaken your Wuhun! My Wuhun is a lone wolf!" A tall and thin man's body hair began to grow wildly, and at first it became longer, and he looked like a wolf.

Those children who had never seen a martial soul possessed were frightened to death. Only Tang San and Tang Chen watched quietly, one was kind and the other was disdainful.

"Well, it's you, you come first!" He could see Tang Chen's disdain in his eyes. He wanted to dampen his spirit and scare other monkeys.

"I have awakened..." Tang Chen said, showing the martial arts pattern on his back.

"What kind of martial spirit is this... Come and test your soul power..." The Lone Wolf Spirit Master didn't recognize Tang Chen's martial spirit, but it didn't seem to be a useless martial spirit like farm tools, and his tone was much better.

"Buzz..." The crystal ball shines brightly and is very dazzling.

"Level [-]! My child, what is your martial spirit?" The lone wolf spirit master immediately became friendly in his tone. As long as his martial spirit was not useless, he would be a genius!

"Sand!" Tang Chen said, controlling a stream of fine sand to change in the air.

"Shasha... let's be next..." The lone wolf soul master was disappointed, Shasha?Useless?Cover the enemy to death?

In fact, he was right. When the amount becomes large enough to promote qualitative change, sand can also be a terrible murder weapon, but do you expect a twenty-something second-hand player to be so thoughtful?

The next situation is the same as in the original work, with the hoe, sickle, handkerchief, Blue Silver Grass, and Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor. However, when compared to the original work, when he saw Tang San's tenth-level Blue Silver Grass, the lone wolf soul master wanted to hit someone. He left cursing, but Tang San looked at his left hand all the way. Tang Chen knew that Tang San had two martial arts souls, and the other one was the Clear Sky Hammer, the strongest attack-type martial soul!

Although Tang Hao was away, he left a note at home. Just like the original work, after knowing Tang San's martial spirit, he said cautiously that he would use the hammer in his left hand to protect the grass in his right hand. At the same time, he also left a note with gold coins on the table. money bag...

Seeing that Tang Hao was not here, the old village chief took Tang San and Tang Chen to the junior college in advance. With the money left by Tang Hao, Tang Chen could also go to school.

"Is this a junior college?" Tang Chen and Tang Sanhao said as they looked at this fairly impressive college.

"Master..." Tang San and Tang Chen said goodbye to the village chief and entered the academy. The few gatekeepers didn't give them any trouble. The master didn't say anything, but the sharp-eyed Tang Chen still spotted the master.

"Do you know me?" The master looked at the two children in front of him in disbelief.

"Yes, I have also heard about your martial arts theory..." Tang Chen bowed respectfully.

"...You guys come with me..." The master took them to complete the report and then took them back to their room.

"Who are you...how do you know me!" the master asked warily. He thought they were people from Wuhun Palace...

"My father is Tang Hao...Haotian..." When Tang Chen said the word Tang Hao, the master relaxed his guard, while Tang San looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Xiao San, all you need to know is that our father and mother are great people. I don't know much about the rest..." Tang Chen had no choice but to lie. The plot cannot be disrupted so early...

"Master, can you accept us as disciples?" Tang Chen requested, because without the master, the first soul ring in this poor place would definitely be tenth grade garbage.

"...Okay..." The master nodded, and then said after confirming the martial spirits of the two of them.

"First, Tang San, your hammer spirit cannot be used now, so Blue Silver Grass is your only choice. Blue Silver Grass is not strong, but precisely because of its weakness, it can be combined with almost any spirit ring. I suggest Take the control route, focusing on strengthening the toughness of Blue Silver Grass and adding toxins..."

"As for Tang Chen, you also have a martial spirit that you can't use, so you have no other options. In my opinion, sand is a very strong martial spirit. You said that you can control any sand you touch and can even crush some smaller ones. Stone, and transform it into the sand of your martial soul, I think you should improve your spiritual power to increase your control of the sand in disguise. Of course, you can also improve the control and lethality by increasing the hardness of the sand..."

I have to say that the master's theory is indeed the best in the world. He just summed up the characteristics of the two martial arts and their future development routes through simple questioning.

"In general, both of your martial spirits can be of the control type, but Tang Chen's sand is stronger than Tang San's Blue Silver Grass..."

"I have a good relationship with the dean of the college. I am asking for leave for you. Tang San and Tang Chen are for you..." The master took out the original Tang San's "24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night" and a bracelet that had never appeared before.

"These two are soul tools. As long as you inject soul power..." The master gave a rough demonstration of how to use the two soul tools, and then handed them to Tang Chen and the others. (It’s too verbose to omit it. Are there any Douluo fans who don’t know about it?)

"This bracelet is different from the belt. Although it can hold twenty cubic meters of things, it can only hold one kind of object. I think it can hold a large amount of sand just in case."

It was similar to the situation in the original work. On the first day of school, he was led by the master towards the Soul Hunting Forest. It was a pity that he didn't see Xiao Wu on the first day, but Tang Chen didn't care. Anyway, he liked Ning Rongrong better.

"This is the 'Soul Hunting Forest', where the empire keeps soul beasts in captivity. These are all low-level soul beasts, but it is enough to make you your first soul ring..." The master said, and something like garlic jumped. Come out and jump out with a groan.

"Xiao Chen, try it with sand..." the master said, pointing to the garlic jumping around.

Tang Chen waved his hand and released the sand from the bracelet. The sand Tang Chen could control now was not much, but it could completely cover the garlic. As Tang Chen held it with his right hand, a white soul ring floated up...

"Is this a ten-year soul ring?" Tang Chen kept his distance. He didn't want the useless martial soul of this useless soul beast...

"Yes, ten years is white, a hundred years is yellow, a thousand years is purple, and ten thousand years is black. As for the rest, I can't know..." The master didn't say anything, walked around the crushed garlic, and continued go ahead……

Predict what will happen next!

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