Douluo's assassin becomes a god

"And if you want to practice Wuhun, you are more picky about the shape and type of Wuhun. For example, the sickle can only cut grass because of its length and sharpness."

Ghost Douluo continued to say to Han Xiao: "This is also the reason why high-quality weapons and martial souls are more rare. After all, even if a weapon becomes a martial soul, it is something outside the body."

Indeed, as Ghost Douluo said, the possession of the beast spirit is more convenient than the weapon spirit.

"Next, Han Xiao."

At this moment, Barak suddenly clicked on Han Xiao's name.

No one noticed that Bibi Dong who was sitting on the second floor suddenly glanced down unobservably.

"Relax."

Ghost Douluo encouraged stiffly.

Han Xiao nodded, and quickly walked in front of Barak, which made him look at him a few more times.

After all, as a child, seeing a dryad like him would be terrified, and Han Xiao was the first one who was so indifferent.

"Stand in front of the formation and feel your heart."

Barak said softly.

Han Xiao nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and the golden light shrouded them.

Immediately, Han Xiao felt as if there was something hazy and abstract in his body that was about to come out.

He slowly opened his right hand and held it in his hand, a warm current rushed into his heart immediately.

Barak's eyes widened, looking at the golden light that was about to illuminate the entire hall.

He had only seen this level of light when that little highness awakened his martial soul.

Ghost Douluo blushed, seemed to be extremely excited, and clenched his hands.

"Han Xiao is amazing!"

Hu Liena, who was watching on the second floor, looked excited, which made Yan beside her look unhappy.

Bibi Dong stared closely at the golden light, but did not speak.

Almost everyone believed that a powerful martial spirit should burst out from this little boy.

However, what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.

I saw that the blooming golden light went out instantly like a lamp that was suddenly turned off.

Everyone rubbed their eyes, and quickly looked at Han Xiao in the center.

In his hand, he held a strangely shaped weapon tightly.

The weapon was about the length of three fingers, and there was a long hole in the front of the blade. One side of the blade was cold and sharp, while the other side was extremely weird, with sharp serrations near the handle.

"Abandoned Martial Soul."

Ghost Douluo looked disappointed, as if his soul had been drained.

"This……"

Barak was a little embarrassed, he had awakened tens of thousands of children, but he had never seen such a weird martial soul.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a waste martial soul."

Yan looked at the weird knife in Han Xiao's hand and sneered.

Only Han Xiao's eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire.

He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the blade, as if touching a woman's body.

This M9 bayonet, which he was all too familiar with and accompanied him day and night, finally returned to him again!

Seeing Han Xiao's excited face, Barak couldn't bear to pour cold water on him: "Son, your martial spirit will definitely be useful in other fields."

Barak's words are really high EQ, euphemistically indicating that this Martial Soul is not suitable for cultivation.

"Other uses?" Han Xiao remained expressionless, "It's for killing people."

Hearing this, Barak shook his head and sighed.

kill?

You want to say that killing an ordinary person with such a sharp object is indeed possible.

But what if it is against a soul master of the same level?

Such a short weapon can cause very little damage to it, and it can't even touch the hair.

As for assassination, that's even more impossible.

In the so-called assassination, the secret word is put first, and then the murder.

The perception ability of a soul master is several times that of an ordinary person, without the blessing of the martial soul of the agility attack system, it is impossible to assassinate.

"Barack, test his soul power."

Ghost Douluo said suddenly.

His voice was very firm, as if he didn't want to give up.

"Yes, Elder Ghost."

Barak didn't dare to object to Ghost Douluo, he quickly lowered his head and said.

At this moment, Yueguan who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke up: "Old ghost, haven't you noticed that this kid's martial spirit is half useless, what do you expect from him?"

This is the ending he wants to see the most. Although he has no grievances with Han Xiao, Ju Douluo really doesn't want a violent factor to stay in the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong spoke suddenly, she just glanced at Yue Guan lightly, but made the latter shudder.

"Elder Ju, every child who has reached the age of six is ​​eligible to test their own soul power. This rule is set by me. Are you challenging my rule by saying this?"

Ju Douluo's voice trembled, "Your Highness, I dare not."

Ghost Douluo's face was gloomy, but he was still firm: "Test!"

Under his signal, Han Xiao slowly placed his right hand on the crystal ball.

Suddenly, the originally transparent crystal ball seemed to be full of stars, bursting out bursts of starlight.

"so beautiful!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, staring at the crystal ball.

"First... Congenital full soul power?!"

Barack stuttered.

Seeing this scene, Ghost Douluo felt even more uncomfortable.

His face was wrinkled like a pumpkin.

If Han Xiao had no soul power, he would feel better.

But now when he finds out that Han Xiao is a genius in cultivation but has a useless martial soul, this feeling is like finding a 100 million lottery ticket, but it has already expired.

Hu Liena glanced at Bibi Dong's perfect side face secretly, and asked quietly, "Huh? Why are you laughing, Teacher?"

Xie Yue turned her head quickly, only to find that Bibi Dong had already got up and left.

"Nana, the teacher may have been amused by this strange kid, after all, a waste martial soul full of soul power is funny when you think about it, hahaha."

Seeing Bibi Dong leave, Yan lost all fear and laughed loudly.

"You think you're funny?"

Hu Liena looked at him expressionlessly, as if she was angry.

"Cough cough cough."

Yan coughed in embarrassment to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

Pope

At this moment, there are only Ghost Douluo and Bibi Dong in the room.

Ghost Douluo said anxiously: "My lord, although Han Xiao looks cold, the blood in his bones is hot."

"Old ghost, will His Highness the Pope not know what you said?"

At this moment, a figure came in from the window.

The person who came was Bibi Dong's right-hand man, Ju Douluo Yueguan.

"Your Highness, that kid cannot be kept. He is a wolf, not a dog."

Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong who was still thinking, and persuaded her earnestly.

Ghost Douluo snorted coldly, "Why can't I stay? Just because that kid spared his life to repay the kindness of his upbringing, he will definitely be a loyal minister of my Spirit Hall in the future."

"Old ghost, are you sure you can tame this wild wolf for use by my Spirit Hall?"

Yue Guan replied unceremoniously.

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo was momentarily at a loss for words.

After getting along for this period of time, even he couldn't see through what Han Xiao was thinking.

"At least because you don't spare your life for repayment, you are much better than many people!"

The two were arguing, and the atmosphere gradually dropped to freezing point.

At this moment, Bibi Dong spoke.