Douluo Fight God of War

Tang San saw Zhang Ruochen 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 a test. Immediately hand over your office stool.

After Tang San helped Zhang Ruochen sit down, he said to Matthew Nuo, "Master Matthew Nuo, please excuse me, let's get started."

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 one 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.

"This is Blue Silver Grass. Isn't Blue Silver Grass a useless martial spirit? It shouldn't be possible to become a spirit master. How could it be like this?" Matthew Nuo said in surprise after hearing what Tang San said.

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

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 like my little brother."

Before Matthew Nuo could say the word "Super", 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, will definitely 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 was respecting 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 As the number one genius in the Tang Sect within a hundred years, San also has his own arrogance.

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

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

"Just ask. Well, next time I will ask my godfather why he didn't demolish the 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's 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 up. Prepare to leave yourself.

"No, mistress, did I forget something?" Zhang Ruochen had just left Matthew Nuo