Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

"Lone wolf, possessed!"

With a low drink, green light spread all over Su Yuntao's body in the blink of an eye.

His human appearance changed slightly, his eyes turned green, his muscles bulged to hold up his clothes, and sharp nails protruded from his fingers.

Like a human wolf.

At the same time, two soul rings, one white and one yellow, appeared on his body.

Continuously looping from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

The ratio of a ten-year soul ring to a hundred-year soul ring and Tie Da Tao's soul ring is just average---Yang Jian secretly thought.

The distribution of soul rings of ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, and one hundred thousand years corresponds to the five colors of white, yellow, purple, black, and red. According to the rank order of the soul master, if it is not some abnormality, the two yellows Two purples, four blacks and one red are the best combination.

But for a person like Xixian Yuntao, who is not a member of a big force, one white and one yellow is already pretty good.

Some people who don’t have the resources or the ability to obtain high-quality soul rings even start with nothing.

When Yang Jian was looking at Su Yuntao, he didn't know that Su Yuntao, who was also looking at him, had his eyes widened, and he was using his martial soul to possess him, trying to make himself look more ferocious.

However, the children who were watching were already stunned with fear.

Yang Jian in front of him still had a calm expression, and even looked at him with eyes that looked up and down.

"Tie...Deacon Su Yuntao, can we start?"

"Hey, maybe there was an accident. Why do I feel that this deacon is a bit stupid?" Yang Jian raised his hand, waved it in front of Su Yuntao's eyes, and said teasingly at the same time.

He could see that Su Yuntao seemed to want to scare himself.

However, he had beaten real wolves to death, so how could a half-man, half-wolf scare him?

Su Yuntao's face darkened, and he snorted softly, thinking silently in his heart that he shouldn't behave like a six-year-old child.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a normal manifestation of martial spirit possession." He looked around and cast his gaze on the other children who looked frightened. At the same time, he suppressed his voice and tried to make his voice sound more majestic.

Why do I feel that this iron-beating Tao is quite funny.

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile, then with a serious look on his face, he also lowered his voice and said simply: "Okay, if you say this, I won't be afraid anymore."

Seeing that the little bully in their own village was not afraid at all, the fearful expressions on the other children's faces slowly faded away.

He seemed much calmer.

Su Yuntao glanced at Yang Jian and said, "He didn't feel the slightest fear when he saw my martial soul possessed. He is actually a good person in terms of character."

"It's just a pity that you were born in a small village. You probably won't have the chance to awaken a suitable martial spirit, and you won't be able to have soul power."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at Su Yuntao with a pair of bright eyes.

Then, he laughed and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

The so-called soul power is, in the final analysis, just a kind of energy. Tang San had gained an innate soul power by relying on the Tang Clan Xuantian Technique. His endless Nine Yang internal power could not be weaker than him.

As for Wuhun... Although he is not sure, Yang Jian has some guesses in his heart.

He felt that the martial soul was directly related to the essence and spirit. It was not just a blood inheritance, but also a manifestation of spiritual will and soul consciousness.

The reason why many children in the village have useless martial arts spirits such as sickles, blue silver grass, and stones may be because these children have never been out of the village since they were born, and their poor knowledge determines what they understand. not much.

With this kind of knowledge, it is destined to be difficult to imagine how to manifest a good martial spirit.

It's not fair.

But no matter what world we are in, the word fairness is just false and idealistic.

The starting line for some people is already out of reach for others.

People from those big families, those from the royal family, are in a good environment, have famous teachers to guide them, and have dedicated training, so they naturally have much more vision and knowledge than other children.

Some children of several years old in the big sect know more about martial arts than the villagers who have lived in the mountains for more than half their lives.

Affected by the atmosphere, children of this type will subconsciously feel that they can awaken the family martial spirit, so they have the inheritance of spiritual will from generation to generation.

Of course, bloodline will also have an impact, but Yang Jian still feels that the most important thing should be a person's spirit.

As for whether this idea is right or wrong, he himself is not sure.

It's just some speculative theories in my free time after all.

All we can say is that wisdom is in the eyes of the wise and benevolence is in the eyes of the benevolent.

Closer to home.

In front of Yang Jian, Su Yuntao narrowed his eyes, then snorted and said, "You don't believe it? But the facts will make you believe it."

"Is it because you heard from me that there is a person with innate soul power in the Holy Soul Village, so you think you have a chance?"

"I can tell you clearly that although that child is not good at martial arts, he is the first one I have seen with full innate soul power, and he will probably be the last one."

How difficult is it to have full soul power innately?

The entire Tiandou Empire may not necessarily have ten fingers.

If you have full innate soul power and a good martial soul, you will be a favorite wherever you go, and you will be one of the rare and proud sons of heaven.

No wonder he had always been calm and calm. It turned out that he was just a child who was blindly confident and ignorant of the world. With this thought in his heart, Su Yuntao looked at Yang Jian and instantly looked down upon him.

"How about we make a bet?" Yang Jian showed a smile on his face.

He casually pinched it from the pocket on his waist, and then took out a gold soul coin: "With one gold soul coin, you bet on whether I can generate soul power and awaken a suitable martial spirit."

Su Yuntao's eyes changed slightly.

Suddenly I felt a little confused about the child in front of me.

Where did he get his confidence?

Moreover, where did a child in a small village get gold soul coins?

Ordinary people may not be able to get a gold soul coin in a month.

Su Yuntao frowned and said, "The gold soul coin is valuable. If you stole it from home, you'd better return it as soon as possible."

Yang Jian tossed the shiny gold soul coin and said, "Have you ever heard of pineapple beer?"

Su Yuntao had heard of it, and he often drank it himself: "I know, but what does it have to do with your Golden Soul Coin?"

At this time, without Yang Jian's need to answer, a chubby-faced child said weakly: "Master Deacon, our Nanshan Village is the place where pineapple beer was invented. Brother Yang's family is very rich."

Su Yuntao opened his eyes wide.

"It turns out you created it. It's really dark..."

Before he could finish the word "black heart", Su Yuntao stopped in time. After all, he was the deacon of Wuhun Hall, and a deacon should look like a deacon.

The reason why he was a little excited was because Su Yuntao bought pineapple beer once, and the price was two or three times more expensive than ordinary alcohol.

Pineapple beer has cheap raw materials and is not difficult to make, but under Yang Jian's guidance, the sales price of this thing is not low, which can be said to be a huge profit.

Brother Yang?He must be referring to this mature and shameless child.

Su Yuntao looked at Yang Jian and said, "Since you don't believe in evil, don't blame me for not reminding you."

He reached out and searched in his money bag, and finally found a gold soul coin. Comparing Yang Jian's casual appearance just now, he couldn't help but blush.

No child has money yet...