Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

On the other side, as soon as his palm touched the crystal ball, Yang Pojun's body trembled violently.

He was surprised to find that the beautiful-looking crystal ball actually had huge suction power, and the warm current in his body surged out as if it had found an outlet.

He wanted to break free, but he couldn't escape the strong suction.

Yang Anning looked at the light that kept emerging, gradually filling the entire crystal ball. After seeing the twin martial arts, he was not surprised at all by the light that meant the innate full soul power. If it wasn't for the innate full soul power, he That would be strange.

Seeing the dazzling light erupting on the crystal ball, Yang Wudi and several elders slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Although it was almost certain that Yang Pojun was born with full soul power, it was not until this moment that several people finally felt relieved.

After the test, Yang Anning turned around and looked at several elders: "Clan leader, the result of Pojun's test is that he is innately full of soul power!"

"Good job!"

Before Yang Wudi could say anything, the second elder clenched his fist and slapped it hard on the palm of his other hand.

The excitement is simply palpable.

Not only him, but the other elders also swept away the gloom on their brows.

Some of them are muttering something in their mouths.

Some were so excited that they were spinning in circles.

What's more, the fifth elder secretly wiped his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Pojun is not only the grandson of Yang Wudi, but also the hope of everyone in the Po clan.

They were happy for Yang Pojun, and even more happy for the bright future of the Po clan.

Twin Martial Soul?

Pride of the sky?

All this belongs to the Po Zhi clan. Years of expectations, everyone's prayers, and God's mercy have all come true at this moment.

They knew that they might not be able to see the rise of the Po clan in their lifetime, but they understood that Yang Pojun was their hope. As long as the whole clan used their strength to cultivate Yang Pojun, they would wait until the day he was promoted to Douluo. When the broken clan rises.

Although he might not be able to see that moment, after his death, he could face his ancestors calmly and tell them that the hope of the Po Clan was still there and that the Po Clan would eventually rise.

Yang Wudi raised his head and tried not to let the tears stay. Over the years, he had been burdened with too much.

No matter what, the Po Zhi clan eventually declined in his own hands. Although the fault was not his own, looking at the clan's withering away, as the clan leader, he blamed himself every day and repented.

Now, his grandson, for whom he has high hopes, has shown extraordinary talent.

At this moment, he knew that his chance had come.

Perhaps it was God's arrangement that his grandson suffered the pain of soul-eating, and then obtained a peerless treasure like the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng. Finally, he was reborn in Nirvana and created this peerless twin martial soul.

Atonement?Start now!

Since I can't do it in this life, I will give my people a bright future.

"Jun'er, stand aside for now, An Ning, let's continue!"

After letting out a long sigh and regaining his composure, Yang Wudi changed his previous decadence and commanded with a new, sonorous tone:

"Elders, let's continue!"

After finishing speaking, he sat back on the Taishi chair again.

Several elders nodded excitedly and sat back on the Grand Master's chair, but their eyes always glanced at Yang Pojun intentionally or unintentionally, and they still had that unstoppable smile.

"Cough...cough..."

Yang Wudi coughed helplessly, and several elders restrained themselves, but they all began to rub their cheeks involuntarily.

My smile was too exaggerated just now, and my face was a little stiff...

after an hour……

yah...

As the door of the meeting hall opened, everyone outside quickly gathered around and stared expectantly at the five elders who came out.

Although the expectations year after year have come to nothing, everyone hopes that one day a miracle will happen.

Not for revenge, just for hope!

"Cough...cough...A total of nine children underwent martial arts awakening this year. They all performed well and lived up to expectations. They all successfully awakened their martial souls and gained very high innate soul power."

After Yang Wudi finished speaking, everyone showed a smile.

The patriarch has said these words repeatedly for many years, and I am afraid that this year's hope will be dashed again.

Although everyone felt a little disappointed, their faces still maintained high enthusiasm.

If nothing else, they want every child to feel the care given to them by their tribe.

The awakening of the martial soul means that there is another soul master in the clan. A small amount adds up to a big thing. Year after year, with the continuous addition of new blood, in the future, the broken clan will return to its former glory.

"Yang Polu, martial soul soul-breaking gun, innate soul power level seven and a half!"

"Yang Pohu, martial soul soul-breaking gun, innate soul power level seven!"

.........

Every time Yang Wudi read out a person's name, a burst of warm cheers erupted below.

Until the last Yang Pojun...

"Yang Pojun..."

After reading the name, Yang Wudi paused for a moment intentionally or unintentionally.

Then after looking at the confused expressions of everyone below, he announced loudly again:

"Yang Pojun, due to some accidents that happened years ago, there were some deviations in the awakening of the martial spirit this time."

"Yang Pojun...mutated martial spirit...blood dragon soul-shaking gun...innate soul power...level ten!"

Different from the enthusiastic shouts that just broke out, after Yang Wudi made his announcement, there was silence below.

Everyone looked at Yang Wudi at a loss. Maybe it was because happiness came too suddenly, or maybe Yang Pojun's martial spirit was too strange. For a moment, everyone stared at Yang Wudi, breathing heavily, and couldn't believe it. You look at me, I look at you.

"Clan leader, Xiaojun's martial spirit is a mutated spirit? And it also has innate tenth level full spirit power? Did I hear you correctly?"

After a moment of weird silence, a plump middle-aged woman in the crowd suddenly asked loudly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Wudi's face.

They hoped to hear Yang Wudi confirm it again. After all, they really didn't dare to believe such a great good thing.

Just like you buy lottery tickets every day and dream of winning [-] million every day, but suddenly one day, you find out that you have actually won [-] million. Your first reaction is definitely not to jump up with excitement, but to look at the lottery ticket carefully again. Make sure you read it correctly.

"Yang Pojun, mutated martial soul, blood dragon soul-shaking gun, innate tenth level full soul power, you heard that right!"

Yang Wudi could indeed understand the mood of the tribesmen at this moment, so he repeated them word for word, sonorously and forcefully.

As soon as Yang Wudi finished speaking, the crowd instantly erupted in roars like a flash flood.

Everyone was roaring, venting, and screaming to the sky crazily...

Several elders were immediately infected by the crazy behavior of the tribesmen below, and they couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Not to mention the tribesmen, just a few of them inside looked no better than them.

Outsiders cannot personally understand the inner feelings of the tribesmen at this moment.

The appearance of Yang Pojun was like a life-saving straw in the hearts of the tribe.

A hope often makes people burst out with huge energy and radiate unprecedented potential.

This is Yang Pojun's hope, which inspires his people's hope for the future.

"Okay, everyone be quiet!"

The fifth elder's anger sank into his dantian, and a bang filled with soul power instantly spread across the entire venue.

As the clan members gradually calmed down, the fifth elder spoke again:

"I can understand everyone's feelings now, but it's better for everyone to know about Xiaojun's situation. Don't make it public or pay attention to it deliberately. After all, the child is still young, so don't put so much pressure on him."

"We understand, Fifth Elder, we are just too happy."

"Don't worry, Fifth Elder, we know what to do."

"that is……"

"that is……"

"Okay, that's it for today. Let's disperse."