Douluo: Creation Comes

Thinking of this, Tang Rong looked at his left hand. He could feel that his second martial soul, the Creation Spider Emperor, seemed to be out of control, as if it was about to come out.

Tang Rong said to the old village chief Jack: "Grandpa, village chief, please go back first. My brother and I will try to persuade dad."

After hearing Tang Rong's words, Village Chief Old Jack finally walked away with his crutches, and even snorted when he went out.

Tang Rong looked at the child's angry village chief and grandfather and shook his head and laughed.

Tang Rong patted his brother Tang San on the shoulder to reassure him.He asked Tang Hao, "Dad, I want to ask you a question."

Tang Hao didn't know what kind of medicine his son Tang Rong was selling in his gourd, so he said, "You tell me."

Tang Rong smiled slightly and said, "What do you think of Blue Silver Grass?"

After hearing this, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel a little lost and said: "Bluesilver grass can be seen everywhere on the mainland, and it is of no use at all. Even if your brother Xiaosan is innately full of soul power, so what? A useless martial soul is a useless martial soul after all. !”

Tang Rong shook his head and said: "Dad, you are wrong. There are no useless martial spirits in this world, only useless soul masters!"

"There is no waste spirit, only waste soul masters!"

"There are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters!" Tang Hao kept replying to this sentence.yes!There are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters.What's the point of becoming a Titled Douluo, and what's the point of having the first martial arts weapon in the mainland. In the end, you can't even protect the one you love, so what's the use!

Tang Hao turned to look at Tang San with firm eyes. In Tang San's eyes, he saw what he looked like when he was young.Looking at the second son Tang Rong who was facing him with a smile, this child was not simple. Not only was he knowledgeable, but the tone of his words was not at all what he said at his age.This child will definitely become a generation figure in the future, and perhaps his future achievements will be even greater than his own.

"Father, I seem to have another martial spirit." Tang San spread out the palm of his left hand, a simple hammer with a circle of faint patterns on the edge of the hammer.

"This, this is!" Tang Hao's eyes widened at this time, and then he pulled Tang San into his arms excitedly, and burst into tears. Tang San, who was hugged by his father for the first time, could this be the warmth of his father?

"Dad, I can't hold it anymore." As the world's number one weapon spirit, the power of the Clear Sky Hammer is naturally indescribable.That was the existence that hammered two generations of popes.After all, each generation of hammer kings is stronger, and each generation of hammer kings hammers the pope.Generations of soul beasts lead to generations of emperors, and generations of soul beasts marry the Hammer Emperor.

"Take it back." Tang Hao let go of Tang San, the Clear Sky Hammer took Tang San back, Tang San was already sweating profusely at this moment, the moment the Clear Sky Hammer reappeared.Tang San's left hand was trembling constantly, whether it was the consumption of his own spirit power or the soreness brought by his left hand, Tang San felt that the hammer on his left hand was not simple.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San with a serious face, and said: "Remember, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand." Although Tang San didn't understand what Tang Hao meant, he still nodded in agreement.

"You must not let the second person know that you have twin martial souls. When the hammer in your left hand is not in danger, don't show it easily, otherwise your life will be in danger!"

Tang San nodded to Tang Hao, and said, "I understand Dad."