Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

Holy Soul Village is the bottom line of Old Jack. You can beat him and scold him, but you can't insult the Holy Soul Village!

The young man was frightened by the aura of the old Jack and was speechless for a while.

Isn't it just an old man?

Surprised me?

"Why, you are not convinced, I said you are beggars, you are not happy? Look at your poor look!" the young man cursed.

Tang San's eyes moved the killing intent, and the light in his eyes flashed.

[Xuantianbaolu general outline, Article 4: Never try to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, otherwise it is easy to become a pig! ]

His left hand has been raised, and the insurance on the Xiujian has been opened!

Tang Hao asked for a piece of pig iron in the Tang San Dynasty to forge Xiujian.

Now that the Xiujian has been cast, Tang San hasn't experimented yet.

If this young man is lucky, he will be the first person to experience Tang Sect hidden weapons firsthand!

As for whether this will expose Tang San?

Tang San was absolutely sure that everyone, including Old Jack, didn't know that he had issued this sleeve arrow.

But just when Tang San aimed secretly.

suddenly.

A hoarse voice came from behind Tang San:

"Okay, stop it."

The young man just wanted to question the other's name, and greet his ancestor by the way.

However, after seeing the coming, the youth wilted in an instant!

Instead it became an attitude of flattery: "Master, you are back."

Seeing the great changes in the youth before and after, this contrast made Tang San even more curious about the owner of this voice.

Tang San turned his head and looked at the man behind him who was called a master in surprise.

The man known as the master is thin and looks forty or fifty years old.

The short black hair is separated, looks ordinary, but it gives people a lazy and decadent feeling.

The master didn't talk to the young man in the concierge, instead he stretched out his right hand and smiled at the old Jack:

"Old gentleman, can you show me the proof of Wuhun Hall?"

Old Jack could see that this master had a lofty status at the first glance, and he quickly handed Tang San a certificate issued by Su Yuntao.

The master took the proof and looked at it a few times, and then looked at Tang San with a little surprise.

Tang San was swept by the master's gaze, and he faintly felt that he was seen through!

"The proof is correct, old gentleman, I want to apologize on behalf of the college. Leave this child to me." said the master.

A soul master apologized to himself. Old Jack felt flattered and waved his hand quickly: "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. It's also my fault. I'll leave it to you."

"Little San, follow the master, you must listen to what the master says." Old Jack turned around again and urged Tang San to feel relieved.

Tang San nodded, and did not speak.

"From now on, you don't need to be here anymore." The master pointed to our room and said blankly.

"Master, I was wrong, no!" The young man knelt and begged for mercy.

The master ignored him, turned and left, and Tang San just followed him silently.

"Let's go in." The master smiled and took Tang San's hand.

It's just that his smile is so stiff that he can't be flattered.

"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to Master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher in the academy." The master lowered his head and glanced at Tang San, then said lightly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say to represent the school?"

Tang San was puzzled, but immediately after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something again.

"I see, you must be the principal or leader of the school?"

The master shook his head and said with a smile: "You are a six-year-old child, but you are very smart."

"Then you are?"

The master said: "I'm just a resident who eats and drinks. You call me a master like everyone else. The Wuhundian store certificate says that your name is Tang San, right?"

"Yeah." Tang San nodded in response.

"You have to understand that the meaning of the master and the teacher is very different. Don't call it wrong in the future, unless you are willing to let me be your teacher." The master's eyes flashed with hot light.

"Do you want to teach me to practice martial arts?" Tang San asked.

The master stopped and asked Tang San, "Then would you like it?"

Tang San didn't answer, neither refused nor agreed.

The master smiled again, he was indeed a smart child.

Not answering has two meanings. One is not rushing to refuse, so as not to offend the master.

Second, I use action to ask the master, why should I worship you as a teacher?

"Sure enough, you are so talented and so smart. It seems that I will be obsessed for a while. How to say, you are also the third twin martial arts soul in the past 100 years."

! ! !

Hearing what the master said, Tang San was taken aback, and his gaze suddenly changed.

The Xiujian on Tang San's wrist raised again, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

His father wouldn't let him reveal the secret of possessing another martial soul.

Tang San didn't even tell his brother, but now he was guessed by this master!

[Xuantianbaolu general outline, Article 3: Make sure the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has a way to kill him, don't show mercy, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself! ]

The master looked at Tang San proudly and smiled: "Are you curious, why do I know that you are a twin spirit?"

"I once investigated, among the 647 people whose martial arts are Lan Yincao, 16 have spirit power, and the probability is less than 3%."

"And none of these soul powers can exceed one level. According to one of the ten core competencies of martial arts, the size of innate soul power is proportional to the quality of martial arts, you should have another one. Wuhun."

"And it must be very powerful!" the master affirmed.

"Everything has exceptions, why can't I be a special case?" Tang San retorted.

"Yes, there are special cases. In the past 100 years, there have been 19 innate soul powers, all of which are very powerful. Obviously your Blue Silver Grass does not possess these factors."

"The other possibility is that you also have a martial soul. This martial soul is very powerful and can be compared with the top martial soul, or in other words, the top martial soul!" the master analyzed.

"But my martial soul is a waste martial soul." Tang San called out the blue silver grass on his right hand.

The master smiled and shook his head: "I don't think there are waste martial arts souls, only soul masters willing to be wasteful spirits."

A smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth, and he put the Xiujian away.

Only this kind of talent is worthy of being my teacher, and only by relying on a soul power test report, I can infer that I am a twin martial arts person.

Tang San suddenly stepped back and opened the distance between him and the master.

Immediately afterwards, he fell on his knees and bowed three heads respectfully to the master.

This time it was the master's turn to be stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Teacher." Tang San exclaimed: "Please accept me as a disciple."

The master smiled: "Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow to the teacher? Don't you know that this is just the etiquette to worship the emperor and your parents?"

Tang San naturally knew that he regarded etiquette, loyalty and filial piety more than anything else.

"Teacher for one day, father for life!" Tang San respectfully said.

The master’s eyes were moisturized, "Being a teacher for a day and a father for life, good, good, good boy, I didn’t see the wrong person as expected."