Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 45 The Same Soul Skill
"Not bad, but it's a bit difficult."

At the end of the battle, Mo Wentian nodded in satisfaction, concentrated on controlling a kitchen knife, and concentrated the diffused soul power. This process still consumes a lot of energy, including mental power.

"I didn't expect the function of the second soul skill to be able to play like this. If the power is stronger, can it control even people..." Mo Wentian hypothesized that if it could be developed like this, it seemed to be a good soul skill Effect.

However, the soul power can only be connected through the kitchen knife, and cannot be directly connected to the human body. Such a setting is still a bit troublesome.

However, the trouble is a little troublesome, and I don't think there is a solution at all. This solution is not too difficult.

Mo Wentian quickly abandoned this idea, walked behind Tang San, "Third brother, I think you should treat the wound first, and then absorb the spirit ring."

Looking at Tang San who was in pain, Mo Wentian kindly reminded him, Tang San said: "I know. Wentian, give me medicine."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, looking at the shocking wound on Tang San's back, "Are you sure, let me apply the medicine?"

Tang San asked: "Not sure, but sure. Apart from you, I can't find anyone else, and I can't get on myself."

Mo Wentian spread his hands and smiled, "All right! Do you need a shirt?"

Tang San:"???"

Mo Wentian said: "If it hurts, you can use it to bite, are you sure you don't need it?"

Tang San shook his head, "No need, this little injury is nothing, even without medicine, it will be fine in a few days."

Mo Wentian looked at the injury on Tang San's back, and said in his heart, "You are really optimistic, this injury is not a small injury that will heal in a few days."

After Tang San's words fell, seeing that Mo Wentian didn't make a move, he thought that his clothes were in the way, so he tore them up.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

Mo Wentian doesn't understand.

Tang San said: "The clothes are in the way of applying the medicine, it's better this way, come on."

Seeing what this said, I was speechless.

Mo Wentian had no choice but to give him medicine according to Tang San's request.

Before doing this, sterilize with alcohol.

"I'm here?" Mo Wentian thought to confirm first, to see if Tang San was ready.

"Come on!" Receiving Tang San's answer, Mo Wentian smiled and said "Yes", and then poured the alcohol down.

"what--"

"Pain, pain, pain..."

"My God, are you crazy? What did you pour on me... sniff...alcohol? Why did you pour alcohol on me?!!"

Tang San was in unbearable pain, he had already prepared what he had promised, but the result was so embarrassing.

"Disinfect!" Mo Wentian said as a matter of course.

"...What, what?" Tang San was a little confused.

"It's disinfection!"

Mo Wentian repeated again without explaining, "Okay, I'll give you medicine, hold back."

"Come on." Tang San sighed, held back just now, no matter how painful it is now, it's not as painful as before.

In the end, Tang San still underestimated Mo Wentian's special medicine, and it took him a while to get over it, it really is not ordinary pain.

Finally, this process was finally over, Tang San was finally relieved.

If he continued to toss it, he really couldn't bear it, and next time he would not let Mo Wen take the medicine to death.No, there won't be a next time.

Mo Wentian said: "Third brother, don't be in a daze, the spirit ring has not been around for long. Moreover, the battle just now was a bit noisy, and it's not safe in the middle of the night."

Tang San nodded, "I see. Wentian, please help protect the law, I will absorb the spirit ring right now."

Mo Wentian nodded and said, "No problem, leave it to me."

After he finished speaking, he summoned more than a dozen kitchen knives, which floated in the air.

"This……"

Mo Wentian didn't hide any more, and smiled at the surprised Tang San, "You also saw that this is my second spirit ability, the ability to control the first spirit ability, it's not some hidden weapon technique, you should have guessed One or two."

Tang San nodded and admitted, "I guessed something, but I still couldn't help being surprised when I heard you admit it, you have already reached the level of a great soul master."

Mo Wentian shrugged, "It's just some opportunities, there's nothing to talk about, you should quickly absorb the soul ring."

Mo Wentian didn't want to talk about old man Cao, nor did he want to explain too much, the reason why he said these things to Tang San was because Tang San already knew about it, there was no need to hide it.

"I'll keep it a secret for you." After Tang San said, he didn't say much, and then began to sit cross-legged.

"Secret it for me?" Mo Wentian muttered in a low voice, and then grinned, which was a bit interesting.He didn't say it clearly, Tang San also understood what he meant, he was almost not moved, and told him the last hole card.

Of course, Mo Wentian wasn't that stupid, and he also knew that the relationship between them was, in fact, just a matter of taking advantage of each other.

Mo Wentian glanced at Tang San who was sitting cross-legged, and then at the spirit ring of the Nether Wolf, before he remembered, "Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer has never been used, and he used my kitchen knife to fight. Why is this?"

Obviously, Tang San also had reservations, coupled with his second martial spirit, and Tang Sect's hidden weapons, he really wanted to be his enemy...

Mo Wentian breathed out, "I have no chance of winning now, even if I am more than ten levels higher than him, I may not be able to beat him."

Tang San has a lot of abilities, it is not easy to defeat such a person, fortunately, he is not an enemy now.

"Let's talk about it in the future." Mo Wentian thought that he might become an enemy in the future, and he knew the consequences in his heart, but it was useless to think about it now.

Mo Wentian was vigilant about his surroundings, and when there was a slight disturbance, he mobilized a revolving kitchen knife and flew to kill the enemy.

Even if it was a ten-year-old soul beast, Mo Wentian would not show mercy.

After more than ten minutes, Tang San finally absorbed the spirit ring, opened his eyes, and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Successful?" Mo Wentian turned around and asked.

Tang San nodded, "Well, let me try, what is the difference between my soul skills and Tang Zong's."

Mo Wentian said "OK", and Tang San began to use his first soul skill: "Time Array Clone Hammer."

With a swish, eleven clones of the Haotian Hammer appeared.

Mo Wentian was stunned on the spot, he never expected that Tang San's luck was so good that he really got the same soul skill, this time, the good show could continue.

"Boom!"

The ground shook, and the dust billowed. It must be said that the power of the split hammer was very strong at this time.

Boom!
Tang San landed, his expression was not good, "All of a sudden, I used two-thirds of my soul power, this trick is not easy to use, and it cannot be used easily until the critical moment."

Mo Wentian looked at the damaged place, it was twice as powerful as Tang Zong's, and the consumption was one-third less. There were ten thousand words in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not, and he really wanted to spray it with a mouthful of salt soda.

(End of this chapter)