Douluo Zhibo Madara

Old Jack said with a fiery face: "Tang Hao, do you know that Xiaosan and Ban are both born with full soul power. They are born soul masters. I have decided that they must go to the soul master academy."

Tang Hao was stunned, as if lost in memories.

Suddenly realizing something again, Tang Hao raised his head suddenly and asked in surprise: "You are also innately full of soul power."

Madara nodded coldly without saying a word, as if his innate soul power was not something precious.

Tang Hao glanced at Madara with a complex expression, and then said firmly to Village Chief Jack: "There should be only one quota in the village, let Madara go and forget about Mistress."

"You don't need to worry about this. The soul master just said that he agreed to give our village an extra quota, so that the mistress can also go," Jack persuaded with painstaking efforts.

Tang Hao stood up from the stool and said decisively: "No. Let Ban go and Xiaosan stay. He still has to cook for me."

"I heard what you said correctly." Jack took out his ears and looked at Tang Hao in surprise, "You should know how precious this opportunity is. Even if there is a Soul Saint in our Holy Soul Village, one There is only one quota per year. Master Soul Master, please admire these two children. You actually didn’t let Xiaosan go. He is a born soul master."

Tang Hao glanced at Jack coldly, "Become a soul master. I only know what the use is. If he leaves, no one will cook for me. Lan Yin Cao, do you think Lan Yin Cao's martial soul can be cultivated?" After all, it’s just a useless martial spirit.”

Old Jack said angrily: "But he is born with full soul power. As long as he can get a soul ring, even the lowest quality soul ring, he can immediately become a soul master."

Tang Hao spread his hands and sneered: "This is your real purpose. If you say no, you can't. You can leave."

"Tang Hao." Old Jack's chest heaved violently and he yelled angrily.

Tang Hao still looked lazy, "You don't need to speak so loudly, I'm not deaf. I said, you can go."

"You, you, you" Jack pointed at Tang Hao, too angry to say a word.

"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still won't learn to be a spirit master. Dad is right, Blue Silver Grass is just a waste of martial spirits. Thank you for your kindness." Tang San hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

Madara remained silent.He just kept staring at Tang Hao.

There is no father in the world who does not love his son.Why did Tang Hao do this?

"When did I say I was going? Let him go, I'll stay." Madara suddenly said.

"What the hell, Tang Hao, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into these two children?" Jack was already furious and slammed his crutch on the ground.

"Brother, don't be too impulsive," Tang San pulled Ban's sleeve to persuade him.

Ban patted Tang San's arm to reassure him, then raised his head and said slowly to the shocked two people: "I'm not acting out of emotion."

In fact, from Ban's point of view, the Soul Master Academy should be similar to the Ninja School, and there is no point in being there.

You know, when Madara was six years old, he had already started killing people on the battlefield.Naturally, I would not look down upon those hothouse flowers in the ninja school.

"Hmph, I don't care. You can figure it out for yourself." Jack snorted coldly and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

The polite Tang San ran outside the hospital to see Jack off: "Grandpa Jack, let me see you off."

Jack saw the well-behaved and sensible Tang San giving him a gift, and rubbed his little head: "My child, what a shame to have such a father in the stall."

"Grandpa Jack, please don't say that. I feel quite content with my father and brother." Tang San's immature face showed an optimistic smile.

"What a good kid, you should also try to persuade your father and your brother, such a good opportunity." Jack shook his head and sighed.

Now in the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao and Ban were confronting each other.

"Why don't you go?" Tang Hao stood in front of Fang Xiao, looking down at him, looking very oppressive.

Undaunted, Ban looked up and stared into Tang Hao's eyes, and said stubbornly: "I have my own way to go, don't force me."

Tang Hao said with a gloomy face: "Whether you want to go or not is your freedom. But Tang San must stay. He wants to learn blacksmithing from me."

"It's okay if I don't go. But Xiao San must go. He also wants to become a strong man," Madara argued, as if no one could change his mind.

"Hahahaha, strong man, what can a strong man do? This can make the dead come back to life." Tang Hao laughed to the sky, but there was a sense of sadness in his tone.

Just a trace of the momentum like a wild beast.But it still suppressed the now young Madara, who was shaking all over.

Damn, so strong

Madara suddenly felt.It seems that I underestimated this adoptive father.

Madara tried his best to straighten his back, sweat dripping from his face, but his eyes showed unruly.

I'm Madara Uchiha.No one can make me kneel down

"That's because he is weak and not strong enough. Without strength, there is no desire." Madara, who was suppressed by Tang Hao, tried his best and yelled out his nindo at the top of his lungs.

this is my way

At this moment, strength miraculously emerged from his exhausted body, allowing him to stand up slowly and hard against Tang Hao's momentum.

"This is the spirit of a strong man." Ban was like a young tiger, roaring his first voice in Douluo Continent.

Is it the courage of a strong man?

Looking at Ban, who was like an unsheathed sword, Tang Hao felt inexplicably moved in his heart. The faith that originally had only ashes left seemed to be able to sputter out a few sparks of hope under Ban's stimulation.

This child.With such a good talent and a will as strong as steel, no harder than steel, he will definitely become a titled Douluo in the future.

Such an idea flashed through Tang Hao's mind, but he felt it was extremely ridiculous.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Tang San, who had just stepped into the house, ran over worriedly when he saw his brother in this state, held Madara in his arms and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired from the injury." Ban said with a pale face as if recovering from a serious illness.

As soon as Tang San stepped through the door, Tang Hao calmed down his momentum and became a dirty drunk again, as if the heroic hero who had dominated the world just now was just a dream.

"Mistress, let your brother go and rest." Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently.

"I can walk by myself." Madara is still not used to a life of being taken care of. In his previous life, he was alone. No matter how big the difficulties and obstacles were, he could get through them by himself.

But the care of his family will make his cold heart feel warm.

Tang Hao said calmly: "By the way, Xiaosan, release your martial spirit and show me."

After hearing this, Madara also stopped, turned his head slightly, and tilted his head back with his peripheral vision.

"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill in his body quietly activated, a faint blue light appeared in his palm, and in an instant, a small blue grass appeared.

Staring blankly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was absent-minded for a while, and it took him a long time to gradually recover, the light in his eyes faltered, and he murmured: "Blue silver grass, it really is blue silver grass. It's the same as hers. "

Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly, turned around and walked towards the inside, the sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall, and the Blue Silver Grass spirit in his hand also disappeared by itself.

Madara's expression also turned cold.

"dad"

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." After saying that, he opened the curtain and entered the room.

"But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San still said that he was different after awakening the martial spirit today.

Then, Tang San stretched out his other hand, and a small, simple hammer condensed in her palm.

Then, as if he didn't have enough strength, his arms slowly drooped.

The corners of Madara's mouth raised slightly, and he opened the curtain as if he didn't care about entering the house.

Behind him were a thin and helpless Tang San and Tang Hao who was so excited that he even hugged him.

How could my brother, Uchiha Madara, be a loser?