Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Shi's hands were only held empty, imagining a big gun with thick handles in his hands, and he continued to practice following the old man's movements.

Hunting for souls in the deep forest, both Master and Tang San were stunned!

In their eyes, Tang San first pointed out the strangeness in his arm, and then closed his eyes.

The next moment, he walked forward, waving the inevitable Yellow Rose as if there was no one else watching... Holding the gun in the middle, it is appropriate to balance, block, take, stab, split, collapse, point, entangle, twist, poke, pick, and shrink. .

The first combination is the pear blossom bobbing its head; the second combination is the phoenix nodding; the third combination is the white snake making the wind; the fourth combination is the iron broom; the fifth combination is pulling the grass to look for the snake; the sixth combination is: one cut, two advance, three block, four twist, five take, six straight.

The movements are concise and crisp, and the marksmanship is rich. Offensive and defensive changes can occur in an instant!

"Brother Chen's arm has returned to its original shape, or maybe I saw it wrong before,"

Seeing that Shi Chen's left hand had recovered as before, Tang San was relieved, but he was shocked by Shi Chen's spear dance, and murmured in his heart:

"Hold the gun steadily, with the front barrel locked at the back. Hold the gun with both hands, steady but not dead, alive but not slippery. The posture of holding the gun is to stab the gun straight out and in. It is fair, flexible and quick. The strength of the waist tendon goes straight through the tip of the gun. It is as powerful as Hidden dragons come and go.”

"The body posture is even and there is no weakness in falling; the spear is held upright to avoid the disadvantage of losing the hand; the depth is not exposed, so he cannot know the truth and weakness."

As her arms danced, Huang Qiangwei, who was bound to be destroyed, carried bursts of air-piercing sounds with every move she made.

If the moonlight hadn't been obscured by the gloomy clouds that filled the sky, it would have given off a biting cold light.

"This kind of spear skills cannot be studied by someone who is not a master of martial arts. Is there really a hidden spear master behind Brother Chen?"

The Liuhe Spear that Shi Chen practiced reminded Tang San of when he was apprenticed to a master. In order to reject the master, Shi Chen said that he already had a teacher.

At first, he thought it was just a lie that Brother Chen made up to offend the master, but now it seems that there is someone else.

"It seems that this set of spear skills is not suitable for use with this inevitable yellow rose."

He had excellent eyesight, and Huang Qiangwei, who was destined to be destroyed, used this spear technique. He always felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it. He felt that Shi should use a longer spear to more perfectly exert the power of this spear technique.

In fact, he was right. The must-annihilate Huangqiangwei was shorter; while the Liuhe big spear had a thick shaft and a full handle, more than a foot long, and the spear head was more than a foot long.

The master had a different guess.

"Is this supposed to be the marksmanship that Xiaochen's martial spirit automatically imparted to his heart after he summoned the indestructible yellow rose... I expected it to be good. Xiaochen's martial spirit is really an inhuman existence..."

"Teacher be careful!"

Just as the master was studying the spirit of time, Tang San suddenly shouted loudly. He subconsciously followed the sound and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the dying mandala snake actually sat up in shock while it was dying of illness. The snake's body bent and bent, and the snake's kiss attacked his neck!

For a moment, he had no time to react.

The next moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"puff!"

It was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh.

"Little San?"

He reacted, turned around and looked at Tang San.

At this moment, Tang San was seen using the dagger he had given him to ruthlessly nail the mandala snake's head to the ground.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the snake had really breathed its last breath and that its body was no longer struggling or twisting on the mud that he pulled out his dagger and explained:

"Teacher, just now I saw that the body of this mandala snake was still squirming slowly, as if it was preparing to take advantage of you and launch a counterattack before it died, so I stabbed Brother Chen with the dagger you gave me. In the wounds caused to him."

The master nodded and said: "The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. This kind of mandala snake is probably not willing to give in. It has to pull a back on its back before dying... Xiaosan, you did a good job. The teacher owes you a life." "

"You are my teacher, this is what I should do, no need to...hey, this, this is...?"

Tang San's words stopped abruptly, being attracted by the sight in front of him.

Faint yellow light spots began to condense above the body of the Mandala Snake. Different from the ghost wolf soul rings he had seen for ten years before, the yellow halo produced by the Mandala Snake was very clear, and the light was shinier than the ghost wolf's halo. Much brighter.

The expression on the master's face first changed to joy, then to regret.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

Tang San noticed the change in the master's expression and asked.

"It's a pity, Xiao San. If this mandala snake has only 400 years of cultivation, it is just close to the limit of the soul warrior turning soul master to absorb the first soul ring. With your full innate soul power, you will have no problem absorbing its soul ring. It’s a pity that it’s 600 years old.”

"Ah? You want me to absorb the martial spirit of this mandala snake?"

Tang San asked doubtfully: "But, teacher. My martial spirit is a plant, and this mandala snake is a beast-shaped spirit beast. Can I make it a spirit ring without conflict?"

"One of the ten core competitivenesses in the martial arts world that I have researched is the theory of martial soul mimicry. Plant martial souls do not necessarily have to absorb the soul rings of plant soul beasts, and animal martial souls do not necessarily have to be unable to absorb plant soul rings. In Under various prerequisites, the two can absorb each other.”

The crisis was over. At this time, the master had relaxed and his eyes were filled with confidence: "I told you before that one of the great advantages of Bluesilver Grass is its non-exclusiveness."

"Because it is too weak, it will not reject any attributes attached to the soul ring, but will only be passively integrated into it. Xiao San, do you still remember what kind of soul ring we are looking for?"

Tang San's eyes lit up, "With added toughness effect, it's best to be poisonous. Yes, the Mandala Snake has both of these characteristics."

The master took a deep look at his disciple and sighed:

"That's why I say it's a pity. Once a soul master absorbs a soul ring that exceeds his age, he will most likely be unable to withstand the huge energy contained in the soul ring, and will eventually explode and die."

When Tang San heard this, a look of disappointment appeared on Shota's face.

…………

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that now that I'm old, I can still use the marksmanship I had when I was young. I feel more and more that Servants are incredible beings."

As the last action of retracting the gun fell, Mr. Li Shuwen sounded more excited and said with a smile: "This is the so-called old age and stronger strength."

"Liu He: The heart and mind are combined, the mind and Qi are combined, and the Qi and force are combined to form the inner three unions; the shoulders and hips are combined, the ribs and knees are combined, and the hands and feet are combined to form the outer three unions."

"Master, remember. Born in Yang, killed in Yin. Find opportunities in Yin, and open a way to survive in Yang. Human beings have developed thinking and strategies precisely because they have understood what they are capable of."

The voice fell,

The old man's shadow dissipated and returned to the Seat of Heroes.

"Goodbye, old man."

Shi Chen waved his hands and said a polite farewell, and then with a thought in his mind, his consciousness left the sea of ​​consciousness, opened his eyes, and returned to reality again.

He was still standing in the soul-hunting forest, and the air was becoming increasingly humid and muggy.

The first scene that comes into view is:

The master and Tang San, one young and one young, just squatted beside the mandala snake that had been dead for a long time, sighing and glaring with big eyes.

"Master, mistress, what are you doing?"

Shichen pointed at the yellow century-old soul ring condensed on the head of the mandala snake: "Xiaosan'er, why are you still standing there? Why haven't you absorbed it? It will be gone soon?"

Tang San's tone was a little disappointed, and then he clearly told Shi Chen what the master had just said to him.

"Oh, I see,"

Shi Chen nodded, and then looked at the master thoughtfully: "Master, why is there a limit for a soul master to absorb soul rings?"

The master was stunned for a moment, looking surprised. He seemed to be puzzled as to why Shi Chen would ask such a simple question, but he still followed his words and answered:

"Of course it's because at each stage of a soul master's training, the body's ability to withstand soul rings is limited. When a soul master absorbs the first soul ring, he is too young and his physical fitness is not as good as that of an adult. According to the training of mainland soul masters, From a historical perspective, under normal circumstances, the limit for a soul master’s first soul ring is 400 years.”

"So, what if things aren't normal?"

Shichen pointed at Tang San: "My understanding is that the soul master who needs to absorb the soul ring belongs to the abnormal category, so his limit is higher than others."

"...Brother Chen, are you praising me or derogating me? Why am I so abnormal?"

Tang San's forehead was covered with black lines at the moment.

"Then how do you prove that you are a normal person?"

Tang San:"……"

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble,"

Shi Chen waved his hand: "I mean, Xiaosan'er, your physical fitness has been much better than that of ordinary children who have absorbed the first soul ring through unremitting training."

"The muscles and bones are strong, the muscles are solid, and the body is stronger than the average people of the same age. I have seen this since I fought you three months ago."

Yes, I can be regarded as a genius of the Tang Sect. I practice superior inner martial arts, and my body must be stronger than the average person...

Thinking of this, Tang San looked at the century-old spirit ring suspended above the head of the Mandala Snake, with a gleam of light in his eyes, which seemed to be hot and eager.

When the master heard this, he fell into silence. After more than ten seconds, he looked at Shi Chen who looked serious:

"Xiaochen, you mean that Xiaosan's first soul ring can withstand more than 400 years."

"It's almost the same, but it can't be too much higher. The difference is only one or two hundred years."

Shi Chen stepped forward and patted Tang San on the shoulder, with a serious look on his face: "Xiao San'er, I believe in you, Brother Chen, you will definitely be able to successfully absorb the 600-year-old mandala snake's soul ring."

Since it's the limit, it must be very painful to absorb. In the original work, Tang San didn't experience the pain and sourness of absorbing the Wind Demon Wolf Soul Ring before him. Now that I'm here, this feeling of sourness to the limit can you How can it be done without experiencing it...

The master also nodded, and then turned to look at Tang San beside him, who looked expectant:

"Xiao Chen is right. Whether they are ordinary soul masters or those guys from Wuhun Hall, they all turn their noses up at my ten core competitiveness theories. No one believes it. No soul master has ever been willing to absorb different types and surpass them. Years of soul rings to strengthen oneself, Xiaosan, are you willing to give it a try? Although I am absolutely sure in theory, no one has ever tried it. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The ten core principles I proposed The reason why competitiveness is just a theory and not a truth is because no one is willing to practice it.”

From the master's eyes, Tang San saw fanaticism

From Shi Shi's eyes, Tang San saw trust.

"Well, teacher, let me be the person to help you practice. I believe your research will be correct. Brother Chen, I believe in you. I will definitely be able to successfully absorb this 600-year-old soul ring."

Very good... Shi Chen looked serious on the outside, but the villain in his heart fell from his chair laughing.

Following his words, Tang San sat cross-legged, nodded towards the hour, held his breath and concentrated, guiding the century-old spirit ring to fly towards his own martial spirit...

Soon,

"boom!"