No Thought of Douluo

Tang San still competed with that piece of iron every day, but his attention on Tang Wunian increased significantly. There were only two Tangmen disciples in this world. He didn't want to and didn't dare to think how lonely he would be if something happened to Tang Wunian. At least for now, they can still quietly discuss Tang Sect stuff.

Tang San is an outer disciple, so what he has learned is limited. Although he secretly learned the inner martial arts, he is still inferior to Tang Wunian who followed Tang Aotian since he was a child. enemies, and although Tang San has high attainments in hidden weapons, he is better at poison.After all, at Tang San's time, few people could manufacture the top hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, and Tang Wunian's era was the peak of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons.

Tang San vigorously swung the hammer, while Tang Wunian practiced kung fu on the side. He was not in good health and his kung fu was weak, so he couldn't make hidden weapons. As a Tang Sect disciple, he couldn't even make hidden weapons, which made him feel extremely frustrated.

"Tang Hao, are you busy?" When Tang Wunian was concentrating on practicing, an old voice came from outside.It was afternoon, Tang Hao was building farm tools, and he just hummed when he heard this.

The one who came was an old man who looked to be in his 60s. He was tall and thin, but he was full of energy and his clothes were clean and tidy. Compared with Tang Hao, he was simply two extremes.

Tang Wunian knew this person, he was Old Jack, the head of the village.

Tang Hao said coldly, "Is there something wrong, village chief?"

Old Jack seemed to be used to Tang Hao's attitude, "Tang Hao, Xiao San and Xiao Nian are almost six years old, and they should also participate in this year's awakening ceremony."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San and Tang Wunian, and said calmly, "Then let's participate."

Old Jack said, "Just three days later, I'll pick them up then." Looking at Tang Hao's appearance, Old Jack obviously wanted to say: If he expects you to send them there, I'm afraid it will be delayed.

Tang Hao nodded, and ignored the village chief. Tang San and Tang Wunian came to Old Jack and asked curiously, "Grandpa Jack, what is the awakening ceremony?"

Old Jack said seriously: "Each of us has our own martial soul, and we have to undergo an awakening ceremony when we are about six years old. With a martial soul, our ability in certain aspects will be enhanced, even the most common martial soul It will help. If you have an excellent martial soul that can be cultivated, then you may even become a soul master. The awakening ceremony is only once a year, and the deacon this time is a soul master at the level of a great soul master. Master, I can't let you miss it."

Tang Wunian has only heard about the power system in this world vaguely. There is no martial arts in this world, but there is something called Wuhun.It is said that everyone has their own martial soul, and a very small number of them can cultivate their martial soul, thus forming a profession - soul master.

Wuhun is divided into two categories: one is weapon spirit, and the other is beast spirit.

As the name implies, those who use utensils as martial souls are weapon martial souls; those who use animals as martial souls are animal martial souls.Relatively speaking, the scope of Wuhun is larger, and most people are also Wuhun, and the proportion of Wuhun that cannot be cultivated is larger than that of Beast.

Both of them didn't understand, at this moment they seized this opportunity and naturally they wouldn't let it go easily, Tang San held back Old Jack, "What do you mean by great soul master?"

Old Jack was obviously very patient with Tang San. In his heart, the children of Tang Hao's family were the most sensible children in the village. It was a pity to meet such a father.

"Great soul master is the title of soul master level. Soul master is the most noble profession in our entire Douluo Continent. They can be powerful fighters or have excellent auxiliary abilities, but no matter what kind of soul master they are, the level They are all sorted by the same title."

"Soul masters have their own martial soul power. According to the strength of the martial soul power, they are divided into ten titles. Each title is divided into ten levels. Those who have just started at the beginning are called soul masters. As long as the martial soul is awakened, Everyone is a soul warrior. If the martial soul can be cultivated, when the soul power reaches the eleventh level, it will enter the next title, which is the soul master. And the great soul master is the third in the entire title sequence .When you reach the realm of a great soul master, you are already a very powerful soul master. The overall ten titles are like this."

"Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Douluo and Title Douluo. This is where the name of our Douluo Continent comes from. According to legend, Titled Douluo who have reached level ninety or above can give themselves a title, they are simply invincible existences!"

There was a brilliance of pride in his eyes, "Our Holy Soul Village had an eighth-class title a hundred years ago. It is extremely rare in the entire Notting City, and even the entire Fasno Province."

Tang Hao on the side curled his lips, "Old Jack, that's just a legend."

As if touched by the scales, Old Jack was furious, "What is a legend? Legends come from facts. Tang Hao, you have been in the village for six years. You should understand the status of that soul saint in our hearts." If I hear you insult Lord Soul Sage again, I will expel you from the village. If it wasn’t for Xiaosan and Xiaonian’s sake, do you think I’d like to come to your kennel?”

Tang Hao didn't get angry, and still tapped the farm tools in his hands, as if he didn't hear Jack's words.

Jack glared at him fiercely, and then said to Tang San: "From now on, you must not be so decadent like your father, well, I'll go first, and I'll pick you up in three days."

After speaking, Old Jack left the blacksmith shop angrily.

"Father." Tang San called out.

"Yeah." Tang Hao glanced at him coldly.

Seeing the chill in Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San held back Tang Wunian who was about to speak, lowered his head and dragged him back to the room.