The golden generation of Wuhundian of Douluo

This man was about 30 years old, with gray hair and a well-fitting suit. The black one-eyed wolf spirit behind him gave him a touch of domineering. At this time, he said to the children in front of him:

"My name is Su Yuntao, a level 26 second-level soul master. I am here to awaken the martial arts souls of children over six years old in the surrounding villages. Behind me is my martial soul lone wolf. Dear children, my name is Su Yuntao. , which of you wants to awaken your martial soul first?"

"No one takes the initiative? Let's start from the left. Come here, kid." Su Yuntao said to a child.

After hearing this, the young man slowly walked over and nervously put his hand on the crystal ball in front of him. Seeing this situation, Su Yuntao said:

“You don’t have to put your hands on it, just close your eyes and meditate.”

After hearing this, the young man thought he had made a big mistake. He quickly took his hands off the crystal ball in front of him and said, "Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Seeing the child's nervousness and even low self-esteem, Su Yuntao fell into deep thought:

Since he started working on the awakening of martial arts, almost every child in the village has been like this. Because the conditions at home were not very good since he was a child, and he did not receive much education, he has an inferiority complex engraved in his bones. This feeling of inferiority It cannot be erased no matter what.

After sighing, he released his soul power and poured it into the crystal ball. As the light became brighter, a small hoe appeared in the young man's hand.

"Your martial soul is a hoe, and its soul power is level three. Although your talent is not very high, as long as you practice it, its use should not only be used for farming, but also the possibility of turning it into a weapon."

Hearing what the teacher Su Yuntao said in front of him, the young man left here a little frustrated. His dream since childhood was to awaken high-quality martial arts spirits with his partners, so that he could become someone others could rely on in the future.

But the cruelty of reality extinguished his fantasy. After all, the golden phoenix could not come out of the grass nest. Only then did the young man understand:

"True geniuses are endowed with supreme glory since birth, while many people just spend their lives getting closer to that light."

Seeing the departure of the young man, the confidence of the children behind them dropped, and their illusions were shattered. They thought that they had lived in the village since childhood, how could they compare with the children in the city who had no worries about food and clothing every day? ?

As time went by, these children awakened all low-quality martial arts spirits such as axes, carrots, and kitchen knives. Even the ones with the highest spirit power were only level five. At this time, there was only one young man left in the hall, Su. Yun Tao was about to give up in his heart.

"Come here."

"Okay, Teacher Su."

The young man walked forward unhurriedly, waiting for the awakening of his martial spirit with a calm expression.

This young man is Tang San. It has been six years since he was reborn in this world. During these six years, he has practiced Xuantian Kung every day. Recently, for some reason, he has encountered a bottleneck. He happened to be awakening his martial soul, so he wanted to take this opportunity to try it. Can we break through the bottleneck?

Seeing the calm and confident look of the young man in front of him, Su Yuntao, who was about to give up, felt that there was hope. Could it be that a phoenix was really going to emerge from the grass nest?

With the input of his soul power, the brightness of the crystal ball became brighter and brighter, until it stopped when it could no longer shine.

"Innate soul power!" Su Yuntao said excitedly as he looked at the young man in front of him.

Just when he was happy for the young man, a few blue grasses grew out of the young man's right hand. Seeing this scene, Su Yuntao's mood plummeted.

"Is the martial spirit the Blue Silver Grass? It's such a pity. I thought I could finally see the genius who appeared in the small village. It seems that I am jealous of the talent."

Hearing his words, Tang San was a little confused. Could it be that the quality of the martial spirit was too low and even the innate full soul power couldn't make up for it?Just when he was confused, he suddenly felt a warmth coming from the palm of his left hand.

Before he could take back the blue silver grass in his right hand, a black hammer filled with murderous intent appeared in his left hand. Tang San was very familiar with this hammer, because it was exactly what his father used every time he struck iron. Tool of.

Su Yuntao, who was packing his luggage at this time, turned around and saw this scene.

"Hao...Haotian Hammer?!"

Su Yuntao was shocked when he saw the martial spirit in front of him.

"What's wrong, Teacher Su? Is this Clear Sky Hammer of high quality?" Tang San asked.

"More than just high, this is the weapon spirit that is said to be the best in the entire continent. In terms of attack power, no other spirit can match it. It is the exclusive spirit of the Haotian Sect, which was once the largest sect. Unfortunately, because of the incident six years ago, Well, the sect fell into decline, and no one has ever heard of anyone awakening this martial spirit since then."

"The weapon spirit with the strongest attack power and the best in the entire continent?" Tang San murmured to himself.

"But why is it that every time my father uses it, he only uses it to make iron?"

Su Yuntao recovered from his surprise. If this matter were known to the world, the entire continent would surely be plunged into dire straits.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Tang San."

"Don't tell anyone that you have twin martial souls, otherwise it will easily lead to death."

"So serious?" Tang San asked a little puzzled.

It is obviously the number one sect in the world, but why is it not now at the point where anyone who awakens this martial spirit will be hunted down?

"I understand, Teacher Su. Thank you for your kindness. I will go back first."

After returning home, looking at his father who was drunk and still sleeping in the house last night, Tang San fell into deep thought.

"Since my father has such a powerful martial spirit, why does he only work as a blacksmith in such a small village?"

Suddenly he thought of something, and then he stretched out his right hand, and a blue silver grass grew out of his palm. After all, he had never seen two martial souls in one person.

"The martial soul has awakened and is back. Let's go make some porridge."

There was a lazy voice in the room, and after saying that, the man walked out, it was Tang San's father, Tang Hao.

Seeing the Bluesilver Grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was slightly startled, and then said:

"Lan Yincao, it's just a waste of martial souls. I don't think you are the material to be a soul master. You should learn from me how to be a blacksmith."

Looking at his father who was so decadent, Tang San felt a little dissatisfied, but he quickly adjusted.

"Father, look, I still have a martial spirit like yours in my left hand."

"What?" Tang Hao was a little surprised.

Then Tang San activated his soul power, and a hammer appeared from the palm of his left hand. He grabbed it and was about to ask his father, but was hugged by the latter.

"Ah Yin, are you protecting our mistress?"

Seeing his father so excited, Tang San just wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't move as his arms were hugged.

At this time, Tang Hao changed his decadent look and said to Tang San seriously:

"Remember, mistress, always use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand and don't let it get any harm."