Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 24 My soul skill is a kitchen knife?

what is the problem?

Regarding this question, Mo Wentian had no choice but to demonstrate to Yu Xiaogang once.

Soul power was injected into the mark of Wuhun, and a new kitchen knife appeared in his left hand.

"Master, look."

The moment Mo Wentian's kitchen knife appeared, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San and Yihu were all stunned, they watched Mo Wentian conjure a kitchen knife out of thin air.

If they didn't know that Mo Wentian's martial spirit was a piece of authentic stinky meat, they would all think that Mo Wentian's martial spirit was a kitchen knife.

Obviously, Mo Wentian's martial spirit is not a kitchen knife.

So here comes the question, what is going on with his big magic trick.

unless……

Yu Xiaogang took the kitchen knife for comparison, and it was exactly the same kitchen knife.

"Xiao Wentian, is this your first soul skill?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Mo Wentian who nodded, the soul skill that completely copied the kitchen knife seemed to have no effect.

"How long will this kitchen knife last?"

Mo Wentian shook his head, and replied: "I don't know either. I am seriously meditating and practicing to see if I can absorb the soul power, and I am also very desperate to make such a fuss about it."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Mo Wen's naturally unlovable expression, and felt that he was a little exaggerated.

However, Yu Xiaogang is still very interested in the unknown martial soul attributes and soul skills. It's okay if he doesn't know.

Moreover, it is still a mutated martial soul, but... a bit weak.

"We'll talk about the kitchen knife later."

Yu Xiaogang put the kitchen knife aside, "Xiao Wentian, take out the dagger I gave you."

Mo Wentian was taken aback by Yu Xiaogang's words: "Master, you don't think I can copy your dagger, do you?"

Tang San was also stunned: "Master, your dagger and kitchen knife are completely different existences, the quality and materials are different between the two, do you think this is possible?"

Yihu made up the knife: "Yes! Master, this is impossible!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't pay attention to their words, "If you don't try, how will you know? Besides, the worst case of trying is to lose some soul power, and it will recover after a while, isn't it?"

What he said seemed to make sense, and it was so succinct that there was no reason or no way to refuse it.

Mo Wentian took out the dagger, he considered whether his left hand or right hand was better, he looked up at Yu Xiaogang, the master gave him an encouraging look.

Mo Wentian took a deep breath to calm himself down. Now, whether it is left or right, try the same method with a dagger to see if it can be replicated.

"Wait, isn't my martial soul a piece of original stinky meat?" Mo Wentian became puzzled, no matter how you look at the ability to copy, it feels very mysterious, just like the golden finger in a novel .

Wait, as for the golden finger, I don't seem to have one yet.

Mo Wentian closed his eyes and thought about it. As for whether he was meditating or not, he didn't know, anyway, it was pitch black, and he just waited for the sound of blacksmithing.

However, the sound of hammering the iron did not come, and he suspected that he could only copy the kitchen knife. Could it be that he was destined to be a cook?
Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Yu Xiaogang disappointedly and said, "Master, it seems that my martial soul is not as strong as I imagined. The first soul skill can only copy a kitchen knife."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, and comforted: "Copying a kitchen knife is also a skill. When you are adventuring in the forest, you should at least have a knife that you can use."

Mo Wentian nodded silently, he always felt that Yu Xiaogang's comforting words had other meanings, not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Yihu asked: "Qiantian, your soul skill is a kitchen knife, why does it feel like a martial soul? Isn't your body martial soul a piece of original stinky meat? Why can stinky meat turn into a kitchen knife? "

Regarding this question, Mo Wentian looked at Yu Xiaogang consciously: "Master, why?"

Yu Xiaogang glared at him, it seemed that his revenge was not deep enough, this guy doesn't have a long memory, so he has to strengthen it next time.

Yu Xiaogang withdrew his gaze, smiled and said to Mo Wentian: "The characteristics of each martial spirit are different, let alone a mutant martial spirit, the soul skills are naturally different."

Mo Wentian nodded, what Yu Xiaogang said made sense, but why did he feel that he was being perfunctory.

Yihu asked again: "Brother Wentian, I want to know, can you still summon the original stinky meat now, or can you only summon kitchen knives?"

Yihu's question made Yu Xiaogang also curious, yes, now Mo Wentian, can he summon the original stinky meat?

Mo Wentian was also taken aback, he really hadn't thought about this question, if the kitchen knife replaced his martial soul, it seemed like a good thing.

Mo Wentian tried it full of expectations, but the result was not what he thought. It seems that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Mo Wentian smiled wryly, looking at Tang San and Yihu who were far away, and Yu Xiaogang who was wearing a mask, his wry smile couldn't help but twitch.

"You guys..." Mo Wentian felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, this piece of original stinky meat seemed to stink a bit more.

Tang San and Yihu avoided Mo Wentian's eyes, Yu Xiaogang seemed to be thinking with his chin on his hands, but his eyes obviously didn't dare to meet Mo Wentian's gaze.

After a while, Yihu spoke again, "Brother, I have a bold idea, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

His words attracted the attention of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San. Don't look at him as a fool, but he is actually very smart in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Yihu deeply with his deep eyes, it seems that this little friend of Yihu is not simple in his heart, he may be doing it on purpose when he usually speaks.

Mo Wentian looked over suspiciously, and said, "Yihu, just say what you want to say, this is not like your character."

Yihu coughed: "Then I said it, I may not like to hear this, but..."

He looked at Mo Wentian's left and right hands, pointed and said, "I'm curious if your kitchen knife can cut your martial soul, just like cutting meat into slices, diced meat, or shredded meat."

Mo Wentian was dumbfounded on the spot, Yu Xiaogang also watched curiously, Tang San smiled slightly, looking very interesting.

"Xiao Wentian, give it a try." Yu Xiaogang was also a little curious about this mutated martial soul's... dishes.

"I'll give it a try." Mo Wentian breathed out, he didn't want to admit it, but in fact he also wanted to give it a try and cut up this piece of stinky meat.

Mo Wentian walked towards the stone, put the stinky meat on a flat surface, pressed the stinky meat with his left hand, and slipped the kitchen knife with his right hand skillfully.

With a soft poof, the stinky meat was cut in half, and it felt like this piece of stinky meat was no different from ordinary meat.

Chachacha... The sharp knife fell, and the stinky meat was cut into slices.

If it weren't for the smoky smell that made people sick, it would be a good choice for cooking.

"I always feel that something is missing. If there is another pot, it will be perfect." Yihu muttered.

Swish!
Six paths of death stared at Yihu.

(End of this chapter)