Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

It was approaching noon, and the area around the meeting hall in the center of the village had become very lively.

Almost all the members of the Broken Clan gathered here.

Children are the future, children are hope.

If a talented youngster emerges, it will be worth looking forward to for the entire Po Zhi clan.

No matter whose child the child is, they are all members of the Po family. In the future, they will share weal and woe.

Just like everyone was willing to pay and provide for the Min clan in order to thank Bai He for saving Yang Pojun.

The Po family is a big family that helps each other.

Therefore, even though only nine children reached the age to awaken their martial spirits this year, it still aroused everyone's expectations.

It is expected that several children will successfully awaken their martial souls, thereby adding new vitality, injecting new blood, and adding new fighting power to the Po clan.

Of course, although no one said it, almost everyone prayed silently in their hearts, praying that one or more potential talents would emerge among the few children.

The Po clan is in desperate need of a hope now. Their requirements are not high. It would be enough if they could have someone who could reach the level nine innate soul power of the clan leader when he awakened his martial spirit.

Innate ninth-level soul power already represents very high potential.

Or, if God has mercy, one of these children can reach the full innate soul power...

Therefore, when all the children entered, everyone looked at the door of the meeting hall nervously, waiting quietly for the patriarch to come out in person to announce the result of this awakening.

In the spacious meeting hall, Yang Pojun stood side by side with the other eight children.

Directly across from them, five old men sat on the Grand Master's chair with serious expressions, but their solemn faces could not conceal a trace of nervousness in their eyes.

Similarly, as several elders of the Po Zhi clan, they hope more than anyone else to see a person with extraordinary potential emerge among several children.

Since a great war a few years ago, a large number of young men and women died heroically.

As time goes by in the past few years, some of the older generation have died from recurrence of old injuries, and some have died of serious injuries and are paralyzed in bed.

Now, it is the time when the Po Clan is in decline. How they hope to see the day when the Po Clan can regain its glory in their lifetime.

Otherwise, even if he dies, he will not be able to rest in peace, and he will be speechless to his dead ancestors.

To put it bluntly, Yang Pojun was in a relatively relaxed mood when he came in, because there was no danger in awakening the martial soul, and after eating Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, he felt somewhat confident.

However, seeing the five old guys sitting there motionless with serious expressions on their faces gave Yang Pojun an invisible sense of oppression.

He knew all these five people. Sitting in the middle was his grandfather Yang Pojun, with two gray-haired old men on each side.

According to the rules of the clan, he should also call him grandpa.

However, the usually amiable grandfathers now have solemn faces, which inadvertently brings unspeakable psychological pressure to the children.

"Patriarch!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man came out of the side hall. He looked strong and capable in a purple gown. Although his appearance was mediocre, his eyes were bright.

This is not someone else. Yang Pojun often meets him in the village. Based on his seniority, he should be called uncle.

Different from other places, the awakening of the martial souls of the children of the Po Yi Clan was not completed by people sent by the Wuhun Palace, but by the clan members themselves.

Of course, this is not surprising. After all, the relationship between Wuhun Palace and the Po Zhi Clan is not very harmonious.

"An Ning, are you ready? Let's start."

Although Yang Wudi looked calm, Yang Pojun was still keenly aware of a trace of nervousness in his heart, because a subtle tremor clearly flashed across his tense face.

To be honest, since eating Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, Yang Pojun has clearly felt that there has been a unique change in both his hearing and observation ability.

It would be a bit exaggerated to say that he could clearly see the frequency of mosquito wings flapping from ten meters away, but now he could really capture the traces of insect flight from ten meters away.

It is no exaggeration to say that within ten meters, any disturbance nearby cannot escape his ears and eyes.

This change made him extremely excited at first, but after a long time, he found that things were not as beautiful as he imagined.

Even during the day, you can always clearly hear the buzzing of various insects in your ears in the middle of the night. I ask you if it is bothering you?

As a result, Yang Pojun now has to cover his ears with a piece of cloth when sleeping at night...

Therefore, Yang Pojun could still clearly see the subtle changes on Yang Wudi's face.

After receiving confirmation from Yang Wudi, Yang Anning, a middle-aged man who was about to prepare martial arts awakenings for several children, casually took out a package.

Although the awakened person was not from Wuhun Hall, the things he took out were exactly as mentioned in the book.

Yang Anning took out six black stones from the bag and arranged them into a hexagon.

Then he looked at the nine people and said in a very soft tone:

"Children, don't be nervous. After today, you will all be soul masters. So, for the glory of our broken clan...who comes first?"

It has to be said that Yang Anning's words immediately dispersed a lot of the dull atmosphere around them, and the children gradually regained their former aura.

"Is there no one there? Then I'll name them!"

Yang Anning looked around for a week, and after waiting for a while, he found that none of the children seemed to want to come over, so he smiled slightly, waved to Yang Pojun, and motioned for him to stand in the center of the hexagon.

"Pojun, you come first."

Yang Pojun was not surprised at all. To be fair, with several children standing together, he obviously stood out more.

After all, the height is here...

However, there is one thing to say. Even though he looked indifferent just now, when he actually walked into the hexagon, he felt a little nervous inside.

Not because of fear, but because of excitement with a hint of inexplicable expectation.

After standing up, Yang Pojun began to quietly watch Yang Anning's every move.

I saw him raising his right hand, and for a moment countless light spots continued to condense on his right hand. Then, a dark soul-breaking gun slowly and quietly formed. Two yellow, two purple and two black six colorful circles of light. Floating quietly on his body.

Then, Yang Anning quickly shot out with both hands, and six faint golden rays of light were injected into the six black stones on the ground.

Suddenly, a layer of golden brilliance was released from the six stones, forming a pale golden light shield, shrouding Yang Pojun in it.

"Pojun, close your eyes, stretch out your right hand, and slowly feel it."