Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

【drop!Congratulations to the host for reading for three hours, mental power +1. 】

【drop!Congratulations to the host for reading for four hours, mental power +1. 】

……

Wow, Su Ming threw the torn book on his face.

Through the luxuriant leaves, the dots of sunlight shone on the tired face, and the displeasure could be vaguely seen.

In the past, if you read for two hours, you can add 1 point of mental power.

Now it takes four hours.

If this goes on like this, you will have to suffer to death.

"Spiritual strength is not easy to cultivate, so let's count on a little bit."

Su Ming rubbed his head, it was buzzing, as if a main engine was operating at high intensity.

Reading books can increase mental strength, which he learned by accident when he was reading the Soul Beast Illustrated Book.

The Soul Beast Illustrated Book is only the first volume, but it is thicker than a dictionary.

The book on Su Ming's face just now is not what he actually read, the Soul Beast Illustrated Book is, but it is not with eyes, but with mental power.

The refreshing cool wind blows the broken hair and dances, and the forehead is itchy. The sun has passed the top of the head and is about to set to the west.

Su Ming stretched himself, secretly feeling that time flies by.

"System, open the personal homepage."

[Host: Su Ming. 】

[Soul Power: Level 10. 】

[Martial Soul: Hatchet (Quality Yellow: 489/500)]

[Special Physique: Body of Berserker. 】

[Cultivation techniques and soul skills: breathing techniques, lightness skills, and Golden Crow Sword Technique (Dacheng). 】

[Owned items: golden feather armor, thousand-year-old ginseng, multi-functional boots, and thousand-year-old snow wolf meat. 】

[Strength: 31. 】

[Defense: 28. 】

[Spirit: 42. 】

After a month of hard work, the harvest is indeed very rich, and Su Ming is also very satisfied.

The Golden Crow's saber technique was perfect, and he obtained three strands of golden power.

Wuhun Hatchet is not far from purple quality.

As for the Golden Feather Armor, it is a reward for physical fitness. It is a defensive armor. The material is very light and can absorb the damage of a great soul master's full blow.

Of course, what Su Ming was most happy about was the improvement of his mental power.

Douluo World's mental attack is a bit weird, he doesn't want to suddenly become an idiot.

"Even ordinary soul masters probably don't have such strong data."

Su Ming clenched his fist, feeling a completely different sense of power, needless to say the joy in his heart.

If it was placed a month ago, with his current physical fitness, he could have faced Xiao Chenyu head-on without losing the wind.

He doesn't have a soul ring, but he is more like a soul master with a soul ring.

"The Dacheng Golden Crow Sword Technique needs to be practiced 5000 times to be perfect."

"Currently, the whole body's soul power can be cultivated seven times, but it takes several hours for the soul power to recover."

"A day, at most ten times?"

Su Ming couldn't help shaking his head.

After more than a year, it is true that the Golden Crow Saber Technique can be cultivated to perfection.

But it will make myself have no time to take care of others, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Golden Crow Saber Technique, Su Ming put it at the back, as a daily training content.

Exercise his body, with his current exercise intensity, there is very little room for improvement.

Everyone's body has a fixed capacity, too much is too much.

No matter how ordinary people exercise, it is impossible to forge their physique into a superhuman, and it requires the intervention of external forces.

And Su Ming is also trying now.

From the left and right, it seems that only lightness kung fu has not been cultivated.

"This light work, if the power of space explodes..."

Su Ming rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was too whimsical.

Ok?

Swish, the sound of piercing the air sounded like a flute.

With a bang, a nail was nailed firmly to the tree trunk next to Su Ming.

Those who can use this kind of hidden weapon can know who it is without even thinking about it.

Su Ming looked back and saw a familiar figure around the corner.

[At sunset, there was a battle in the old place of Houshan.

--Tang San. 】

"Are you so impatient to be beaten?"

Su Ming smiled lightly, as if he had expected it.

After ignoring the setting sun, he got up and went to the cafeteria.

……

Behind the mountain, downstream of the stream.

The lush green grass is swaying in the wind, and there are no traces of trees around.

Just at sunset, the charming rays of light sprinkle the dark golden luster on the flowers and plants, which is as vast and magnificent as a prairie.

Two small figures were dragged long by the setting sun, a man and a woman, standing quietly in the middle of the grass.

The pretty girl's face was solemn, her beautiful eyes were looking at the ground, and she turned the soil with the toe of her shoe, wondering what she was thinking.

The boy folded his hands, admiring the sunset, his calm eyes flashed with excitement from time to time, and his whole body was in high spirits.

Xiao Wu didn't look at Tang San, she lowered her head and said to herself:

"That guy beat Xiao Chenyu last month, are you sure you can beat him?"

"Try it and you'll know."

Tang San smiled slightly, looking gentle and easygoing, but he didn't know that his eyes had already betrayed him.

The fighting look in his eyes obviously showed that he was not just trying.

Seeming to know what Tang San was thinking, Xiao Wu opened her mouth several times, and finally swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

She was in the same camp, although she hoped that the mighty Su Ming would be defeated, but for some reason, she was partial to Su Ming's victory.

She knew that Tang San obtained a century-old soul ring, and his strength had greatly improved.

But I still feel that Su Ming's strength may still be higher than the two of them.

The two did not continue to communicate.

The rustle of the wind blowing the blades of grass rose and fell in my ears.

I don't know how long it took, the cold and tingling sensation suddenly appeared on the skin, and the two of them turned their gazes in one direction at the same time.

From a distance, a figure was walking towards them.

His speed is not fast, but in Tang San's eyes, it is a bit slow.

It was this slow step by step that made the two of them tense immediately.

Tang San put down his hands, his expression was no longer as confident as before, his slightly squinted eyes clearly sensed danger.

Although the distance was far away, he clearly felt a powerful and condensed soul power approaching.

It even faintly suppressed the flow of soul power in his body.

"It's really scary. If I hadn't practiced the Tang Sect skills, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his opponent at all."

"However, we will have to fight to know the outcome."

Muscles in hands and feet tightened, and strong strength surged in, Tang San instantly crushed the pressure from his whole body.

"Su Ming, you said that I can challenge you once again as a soul master."

"Now I have become a soul master with one ring, you shouldn't break your promise, right?"

Walking towards Su Ming, a bright yellow spirit ring appeared on the sole of Tang San's feet.

Following the rhythm of the soul ring, vines emerged from the ground, rolling on the ground like a dragon.

There is purple in the blue luster, if it is not Tang San's martial spirit, I am afraid that it is blue silver grass.

Every time Tang San took a step, the ten blue silver grass surrounding him also moved forward, like a poisonous snake crawling, choosing to eat someone.

Feeling the strength of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San showed an emperor-like detached pleasure on his face.

The last time he was unable to use his martial soul and lost to Su Ming, he had always been brooding about it.

But today, the situation is completely different.

"No wonder you dare to challenge me. It turns out that you have absorbed a century-old spirit ring."

"Let me guess, your first soul ring should be over 300 years old, and it is most likely a Datura snake?"

With a calm smile on his face, Su Ming was confident that he had seen through everything.

"how can that be!"

A cry of exclamation erupted in his heart, and Yu Xiaogang's eyes in the dark stared like buffaloes, full of inconceivable wonder.

Is there really someone who can judge a soul beast from a soul ring?

Do not!

This is absolutely impossible!

It is absolutely impossible for such a genius to appear in the world of soul masters.

Yu Xiaogang's teeth were chattering. Originally, he wanted to see Su Ming make a fool of himself, but now he felt inexplicably panicked.

But the most frightening one is naturally Tang San.

At this moment, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Originally thought that the appearance of his century-old spirit ring could frighten Su Ming.

But who knew that he guessed at a glance that the spirit ring came from a Datura snake.

If he hadn't known that Su Ming had stayed in the academy and never left, he would have suspected that he had also gone to the Hunting Soul Forest.

What a scary guy~

The panic in his eyes was fleeting, Tang San nodded unwillingly, "That's right, this is indeed a Datura snake, and its lifespan is nearly 400 years."

"Since you can see it, you should also know how much the 400-year soul ring has increased the soul master."

"If you don't get the soul ring, I can wait for you and postpone this battle."

One ring beats no ring?

Even if such a battle is won, Tang San will still feel that the victory is invincible.

He hoped that the fight would be upright and fair.

boom!

Su Ming shook his head, black light gushed out from his body, and the hatchet appeared in his hand.

The hatchet still looks the same, but if you look closely, you will find that there are faint golden lines on the blade.

Although it is extremely faint and hard to detect with the naked eye, the sharpness cannot be deceived.

There is no soul ring!

Really no soul ring!

Tang San's eyes darkened, feeling a little disappointed.

But Xiao Wu couldn't help it anymore, and asked angrily, "Su Ming, aren't you born full of soul power? It stands to reason that your soul power already has level ten, why don't you go get a soul ring?"

Her eyes were full of anger, and she could see the depression and anger at a glance, and she even kept cursing "bastard" in her heart.

Because she remembered someone said that the soul ring position would be reserved for her.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Xiao Wu's words also revealed the doubts in Tang San's heart.

Without hesitation, he put away the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, "Su Ming, spirit rings really boost spirit masters tremendously, especially century-old spirit rings. I'm definitely not lying to you."

"I believe that with your strength, hunting and killing century-old soul beasts is no problem at all, and you will know when the time comes."

"And becoming a soul master, there are some unique benefits. You can go to the Wuhun Hall to receive a gold coin subsidy every month."

Tang San's eyes were sincere, without any intention of showing off.

To others, he wouldn't say that.

But for Su Ming, he recognized such an opponent.

Only by defeating the strongest him can one's state of mind be complete.

But Tang San's words completely made Su Ming laugh, "Tang San, do you think you can win against me firmly in your current state?"

Tang San frowned, and asked unexpectedly, "Why, is it possible that you still want to fight?"

"Of course not, it's not beating, but beating you down!"

As the leisurely tone fell, a powerful wave of soul power suddenly emerged from Su Ming's body.

The black light was shining, and the pressure rushed towards Tang San like a storm.

Swish, Xiao Wu hurriedly distanced herself.

The body seemed to be hit by a wooden plank, that thick feeling made Tang San's face change drastically.

He frowned and asked in amazement, "Su Ming, with your soul power, I'm afraid it's more than level 15?"

Feeling good, Su Ming shook his head, "According to the level, my current spirit power is only level 10."

"Impossible, you are definitely more than tenth level."

Tang San immediately shook his head again and again, he stared at Su Ming with teary eyes, "My spirit power has reached level 13 now, the feeling just now is definitely not wrong."

"Your current soul power is definitely above level 15. Otherwise, my soul power is higher than yours, and it would be impossible for you to suppress me."

Uh…

Who is lying?

Xiao Wu's eyes were full of doubts, and she also felt that the soul power fluctuations in Su Ming's body were extremely strong, but why did he deny it.

Although she hated Su Ming very much, she had to say that she knew Su Ming best, so there must be other factors in it.

"Believe it or not."

"But beat you, I will not show mercy."

Su Ming didn't explain too much, he saw that he swung the hatchet, and the grass on the ground was cut off in an instant.

Under the momentum of the saber, it flew towards Tang San like an arrow.

Effortlessly dodging the attack, the fighting spirit in Tang San's eyes instantly revived, unwilling to talk nonsense, he immediately possessed his martial spirit.

"Since you want to fight, then I will accompany you!"

"If you lose, we will fight again when you become a soul master!"

Although he was very disdainful of victories, he waited for this battle for a month.

Regardless of winning or losing, we will fight fairly in the future!

Tang San narrowed his eyes halfway, his figure just moved, and it has turned into an afterimage, flying towards Su Ming.

Seeming to have seen Tang San's intentions, Su Ming suddenly turned around, and the hatchet in his hand disappeared in an instant.

One punch, right bang!

boom!

A dull impact sounded, and Tang San in midair was repelled.

And Su Ming retreated three steps because of Tang San's heavy blow.

Although the distance between the two retreated was evenly matched, it cannot be denied that Su Ming was actually slightly inferior in terms of strength.

Because he is standing on the ground, he can borrow strength.

"How much has your strength improved!"

Landing smoothly, Tang San looked at Su Ming like a monster.

In the confrontation just now, he was just testing Su Ming's strength in order to judge whether it was necessary to continue the competition.

But the result was far beyond his expectation. If he hadn't made a sudden effort, he must have lost just now.

You know, I have the blessing of the soul ring.

Swish!

Before Tang San could think further, Su Ming had already rushed to him.

He is like a fierce tiger, and the hatchet in his hand is the tiger's fangs, trying to bite the enemy.

Using the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San hastily dodged sideways.

The sharp blade almost slashed down against his face, such a swift and violent speed shocked Tang San into a cold sweat.

Sensing that Su Ming's speed increased again, Tang San didn't dare to be careless.

As he stepped back, a silver light flashed in his hand.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Sensing a sense of crisis, Su Ming subconsciously blocked it with a knife.

As a few thin needles sank into the bushes, Su Ming flew to close the distance again.

This time, the speed is faster than before.

Seeing Su Ming approaching, Tang San stomped on his right leg, and the original backward posture instantly turned into a forward attack.

The soft palm turned into a translucent white again, Tang San went straight to Su Ming.

Looking at this posture, one hand and one knife are about to collide again.

Xiao Wu was also taken aback.

Because before, Tang San lost to Su Ming's hatchet.

Is he going to repeat his previous mistakes?