Chapter 38 Tang San has an opinion
Tang San decided to major in Xuantian Gong and supplement with Blue Silver Grass Gong and Hammer Gong.
Firstly, he lost his life in the attempt to obtain Xuantian Gong in his previous life. If he gave up just like that, it would seem that all his efforts in his previous life were wasted and not worth it.
Secondly, the Blue Silver Grass Skill and the Hammer Skill can complement the Mysterious Sky Skill, and they are bestowed by the martial soul and are most suitable for oneself. There is no need to demand a stronger skill that is not suitable for oneself.
Thirdly, he has already obtained this Neijing diagram... When he reaches a higher level in the future, he may be able to apply what he has learned to other situations, and truly integrate his three skills, thus creating a new skill that is unique to him.
If he wants to surpass the Tang Sect, then he will naturally have to innovate in the future and create a martial art that is more powerful than the Xuantian Gong!
but.
The most important factor is only one: he cannot practice.
"San'er, I plan to focus on the skills brought by the blood circulation system. I'm sorry about your Xuantian Gong."
Zhou Qing said with a smile.
Tang San:"······"
At this moment, a strange scene emerged in Tang San's mind——
Zhou Qing: [Xuan Tian Gong, please leave. I am afraid my martial spirit will misunderstand me.]
Xuantian Gong: [Obviously I was here first! ]
Zhou Qing: [Sorry, we are not suitable. ]
Xuantian Gong: [嘤嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)]
Tang San never expected that his Xuan Tian Gong would be praised one day, and the thoughts in his mind became strange because he had been with Zhou Qing for a long time...
"correct."
Zhou Qing remembered something and said to Tang San: "Both of your martial spirits have skills that are not inferior to the Mysterious Heavenly Power. According to the theory of martial spirit inheritance, your father is probably not a simple person."
Tang San also thought of this, but he didn't dare to admit it: "You mean, my father is really Haotian Douluo?"
"Tang Hao has the same name as that Haotian Douluo. Secondly, the martial spirit of the Haotian Sect is the Haotian Hammer. The weapon martial spirit released by your left hand is also a hammer. Don't you think this evidence is too obvious?" Zhou Qing asked back, "Perhaps, he is that Haotian Douluo, but why is he so decadent..."
"Maybe he has had a smooth life, so he can't withstand any setbacks." Tang San said what Zhou Qing didn't dare to say.
At this moment, he did not have any expectations for Tang Hao.
Haotian Sect!
One of the top three sects. It was also recorded in the books Zhou Qing bought. It is a large sect, and Tang Hao is the son of the previous sect leader.
Based on this point alone, Tang San at this moment could not make himself resonate with Tang Hao at all. After all, he was an outer disciple in his previous life, and the inner disciples looked down on him, not to mention that Tang Hao was the son of the sect master.
Such a "child of destiny" was compared by Tang San to the inner disciples of the Tang Sect in his previous life. He would surely have smooth sailing, be personally taught by the sect leader, and have a large amount of resources allocated to him.
But Tang San also thinks this kind of person is a flower in a greenhouse. Although they have strong strength, they are relatively fragile in temperament. If they fail even once, they will probably fall into self-doubt.
"Um, that's not a good thing to say about your father, right?" Zhou Qing felt that his previous subtle influence had taken effect.
“Just a little bit excited.”
Tang San shook his head.
"There's still a lot of time before Notting City College starts. You can go back and talk to your father about it." Zhou Qing decided to change the subject and talked about this matter.
"Ah."
Tang San nodded.
After returning home, he immediately found Tang Hao who was still sleeping soundly. "You're back?"
Tang Hao opened his eyes immediately, climbed up from the bed, and asked casually: "Has the martial spirit awakened? What is it?"
"Blue silver grass, but full innate soul power."
Tang San said, always paying attention to Tang Hao's expression.
Even though he had seen it in secret before, when he heard the name "Blue Silver Grass", Tang Hao's cloudy eyes became a little clearer.
This was also noticed by Tang San.
"Oh." Tang Hao responded casually and continued to lie down, "Then you can go out and play. Just remember to bring me some food. I want to take a nap."
Tang San was silent for a while, raised his left hand, and a small black hammer emerged as black light emerged.
This wave of soul power also caused Tang Hao, who had just closed his eyes, to suddenly open them. He straightened his back on the bed and stared at the small hammer intently. His lips trembled, and he even hugged Tang San. His attitude was completely different from before: "Son! My son!"
Tang San:"······"
At this moment, he felt his father's embrace, but he did not feel much warmth in his heart. Instead, he felt that the other person was filled with a sour smell.
When he saw the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, he just felt a little nostalgic, and his attitude towards himself did not change at all; but when he saw this small hammer, he hugged him excitedly.
Tang San didn't know how to evaluate the other party, but his heart was inexplicably filled with displeasure.
After a long while, Tang Hao finally let go of Tang San and said seriously: "From now on, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand, understand?"
"I'm going to study at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City."
From Tang Hao's words, Tang San guessed that the other party might have been decadent and frustrated because he failed to protect his mother. However, since he had already made up for the friendship similar to family affection from Zhou Qing, he could not resonate too much at this time, especially when he knew that Tang Hao was still the Titled Douluo. Instead, he felt that this guy was terribly fragile!
And the love between men and women...
Although Tang San could understand, he was single until he was thirty years old in his previous life and could not empathize with others.
just.
After all, he had never tasted maternal love in this life, so Tang San secretly swore that if he found out who killed his mother, he would take revenge!
If that person is already dead, then he will dig up his grave and leave his body exposed in the wilderness!
"You want to be a spirit master?" Tang Hao said, "Holy Spirit Village does have a place for a work-study student, but have you really thought it through?"
"At least it's better than staying here." Tang San said calmly.
Tang Hao frowned, realizing that it might be because he had not taken good care of Tang San in the past, which led to this kid feeling that he had grown wings and wanted to break away from him after awakening his martial spirit and having full innate spirit power.
This is not possible!
Twin martial spirits! Innate full spirit power!
This is the stepping stone to becoming a Titled Douluo. He even has a second martial soul and can add spirit rings to the second martial soul when he reaches the Titled Douluo level.
At that time, the soul ring of the second martial soul can be more than 50,000 years old, and the soul power level of the soul can also be increased to above level 95 in a short period of time by utilizing the energy in the soul ring during the process of absorbing the soul ring.
At that time, he would take the blame and let Tang San return to the Haotian Sect with his two soul bones. With his elder brother around, with the help of the sect's power, and then uniting with other sects and forces, he might be able to compete with the Spirit Hall.
But now, Tang San seems to have some opinions about himself...
(End of this chapter)
