Douluo: Take Tang San to fight Gangzi

Chapter 3 The Power of the Dragon Staff
"I have another martial spirit called this."

Tang San had no way to refute and could only reveal his secret. At this moment, he already believed that Xiao Lin was the person who studied martial spirits most thoroughly in Notting City and even in Fasno Province.

At this time, Tang San has truly recognized Xiao Lin as his elder brother, only because Xiao Lin can point out the future development of his martial soul.

With no one around, Xiao Lin was still somewhat shocked by Tang San's behavior and secretly stopped using his spirit power.

Looking at the mini Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, Xiao Lin began to feel that the future double-standard Tang San might be the problem of Yu Xiaogang and others.

In this case, he does not need to directly summon the Qionglong Staff to guard against Tang San.

Looking at Tang San's clear eyes, Xiao Lin smiled.

"It's exactly what I thought."

In Tang San's eyes, it was a smile of incomparable confidence.

This time, Tang San admired Xiao Lin even more.

In this small village, one can actually teach himself, and his theory may be more knowledgeable than the most learned person in the province of Fasno.

"Xiao San, take it back. This is the Clear Sky Hammer, the best weapon spirit in the world."

After Xiao Lin finished speaking, Tang San was completely stunned.

"Number one in the world? Isn't it said that children will inherit the powerful martial spirits of their parents?"

If the Clear Sky Hammer is the best in the world, then the Blue Silver... King in his hand is also the best in the world, then who are his parents?

Tang San had always been curious about who his mother was. Now that he had completely believed Xiao Lin's words, he kept the only clue about his mother in mind.

"If my guess is correct, Xiao San, your father, Uncle Tang Hao, must be the legendary Haotian Douluo, the strongest Titled Douluo on the continent."

There was nothing wrong with what Xiao Lin said. With the information Xiao Lin could get now, it was completely correct to say so.

After all, it was impossible for Xiao Lin to say something that almost no one in Douluo Continent knew.

"The strongest? Haotian Douluo?"

Tang San could feel that what Xiao Lin said was true, but when he thought about how he once couldn't even afford to eat and had no clothes to wear, Tang San was still a little confused.

"This is the strongest?"

Tang San secretly complained in his heart and made up his mind to go back and ask clearly.

"Xiao San, maybe Uncle Tang Hao has some difficulties as well."

Xiao Lin knew the truth, but he couldn't say it at this time.

His purpose is very simple, that is to gain Tang San's admiration and then obtain the magic grass, so he must give Tang San a big shock.

Of course, the shock shouldn't be too great, lest you put yourself in life-or-death crisis.

But judging from Tang San's clear and stupid eyes, his life was not in any danger.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin felt that he still needed to give himself some insurance.

Make Tang San admire him more and stop Tang Hao from having the intention to kill him.

"Xiao San, do you know the biggest advantage of having twin martial spirits?"

As soon as Xiao Lin finished speaking, Tang San immediately came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Lin with a pair of clear eyes.

Looking at Xiao Lin's confident look, Tang San immediately asked for advice.

"Brother Xiaolin, just tell me."

“Hehe, Xiaosan, I am very satisfied with your attitude, but don’t add the small word in front of it in the future. Call me Brother Lin, understand?”

Xiao Lin crossed his arms and said with a little dissatisfaction.

After deliberately making Tang San wait anxiously for two or three seconds, Xiao Lin also explained the advantages of twin martial spirits.

"To put it simply, you can give priority to adding spirit rings to the Blue Silver King, and then after he becomes a Titled Douluo, you can add nine ten-thousand-year spirit rings, or even a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, to the Clear Sky Hammer."

"Xiao San, you understand what I mean, right? In this way, you may become the strongest spirit master in the history of the continent in the future."

Xiao Lin’s words shocked Tang San. The strongest spirit master?
No man can say no to the strongest.

Tang San was no exception.

Can it still be like this?

"By the way, Xiao San, don't expose your Clear Sky Hammer to outsiders in the future, otherwise you will be in danger."

"Many people just hate others and like to kill some geniuses. You must hide it well." Xiao Lin immediately instructed with concern, making Tang San nodded solemnly.

"Okay, Xiao San, let's say goodbye today. I also want to test my martial spirit. I can be born with full spirit power. It's not a mutation, but some other reason. I have to study it out."

After talking so much with Tang San, Xiao Lin was temporarily tired and prepared to run back home to test the ability of the Qionglong Stick.

Tang San's father would explain some things to him, so Xiao Lin was too lazy to say anything.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Before Xiao Lin had run a few steps away, he turned around and gave instructions to Tang San.

"Xiao San, you can tell Uncle Tang Hao about the Blue Silver King or the Blue Silver Emperor, but it's best not to tell outsiders. You can just say that it mutated."

"Okay, I understand, Brother Lin."

"Hmm~"

When Xiao Lin heard Tang San's address, he nodded with satisfaction, turned around and rushed towards his home.

Back to his home, that is, old Jack's home.

Xiao Lin couldn't wait to summon his martial soul.

Soon, a bright silver two-meter-and-a-half-meter long stick appeared in Xiao Lin's right hand. Xiao Lin felt his hand sink, and the Qionglong stick almost slipped out of his hand.

"Not really. Why is it that Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer is a mini hammer that fits his body size, while mine is only this big?"

Xiao Lin concentrated his attention and tried to control the Qionglong Stick with his mind.

"Smaller, smaller."

Soon, under Xiao Lin's control, the Qionglong Stick finally turned into a one-meter-long stick, which was just right for Xiao Lin to hold in his hand.

Except the weight is still a bit heavy.

"It's two meters and five centimeters long and weighs 100 kilograms. If it weren't for my martial spirit, I wouldn't be able to hold it. It's a top-level weapon martial spirit, there's no doubt about that."

Xiao Lin carefully sensed the feedback from the Qionglong Stick and came to a conclusion after understanding its size and weight.

The process of reaching this conclusion was very rough, but Xiao Lin had the confidence.

Because even if the Clear Sky Hammer is a top-level weapon spirit, it is impossible for it to be heavier than the Qionglong Stick when it is at level ten.

At least it must be longer than the Clear Sky Hammer.

Moreover, weapons such as metal sticks are blunt instruments and their destructive power is no less than that of weapons such as hammers.

Combined with the length of the Qionglong Stick, Xiao Lin's basic attack range is also stronger than the Clear Sky Hammer.

No matter what, two meters and five centimeters is better than half a foot, so the advantage is in my hands.

"But something's wrong."

The knowledge Xiao Lin learned in the Spirit Hall told him that just summoning a weapon spirit required a large amount of soul power.

It does not mean that there is no consumption if it is collected back after not using it.

But he doesn't have this feeling now. Is it because he has more soul power, or is it because the Qionglong Stick does not need soul power?
Looking at the Qionglong Stick emitting a faint silver light, Xiao Lin began to have doubts.

Is this his cheat? Goldfinger?

But soon, Xiao Lin's Qionglong Stick made him understand instantly.

Under Xiao Lin's incredulous gaze, the silver soul power of the Qionglong Stick entered Xiao Lin's right hand, and Xiao Lin felt that his right hand was indestructible.

A punch hit the ground.

"boom!"

A fist dent was punched into the ground, but Xiao Lin's right hand was not damaged at all.

It turns out that it’s not because he doesn’t need to consume soul power, but because he is the Qionglong Stick itself.

"The innate soul body of the holy body!?"

Xiao Lin looked at the fist hole under his feet in shock and could only use the most appropriate words to explain the current situation.

Moreover, Xiao Lin vaguely felt that the potential of the Qionglong Stick was more than that.

Perhaps only after absorbing the soul ring will Xiao Lin understand the true power of the Qionglong Stick.

(End of this chapter)