Douluo: The Sims of All Realms

Chapter 51 Growth Soul Ring

The golden light surrounds the whole body, sitting cross-legged, the iron sword is suspended, and following the prompt of the simulation system, the shadow of the body underneath emits black light.

"This……"

Master Yu Xiaogang, who was standing beside him anxiously, cast a surprised look.

Suddenly, an inexplicable wind pressure formed, centered on Wang Yanzu, radiating around, the ground where the wind pressure passed, the grass shook violently.

buzz~

A ring of white light descended from the head, suspended around the body, and Wang Yanzu, who closed his eyes, seemed to be pulled into a deeper level of comprehension spiritually.

"This, is this a ten-year spirit ring?"

Master Yu Xiaogang looked at it, with a look of doubt on his face, Wang Yanzu, who broke the rules, actually digested the violent breath of the ten thousand year soul ring, and gave birth to a white soul ring?
This is unprecedented.

At this time, the master seemed to find that he couldn't understand Wang Yanzu's Wuhun at all.

The unheard of way to exercise your body!
The unrecoverable mutator spirit!
Breaking the rules and absorbing the ten thousand year spirit ring!

All of these seem to cast a layer of mystery on Wang Yanzu.

Tang San, who was watching from the side, also showed doubts. Originally, he planned to rely on the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun, which his teacher Yu Xiaogang knew well, to improve himself.

Suizhi... Wang Yanzu's second spirit ring broke the teacher's theory and successfully absorbed the ten thousand year spirit ring.

At this moment, Tang San became more and more curious about Wang Yanzu's martial spirit. What is Wang Yanzu's martial spirit about what his father helped hide?
Despite being curious, Tang San didn't choose to stand up and ask, but was longing for the battle with Wang Yanzu deep in his heart.

……

Sitting cross-legged, the shadow ring emerged, and Wang Yanzu's breath swelled and entered meditation. An introduction to passive skills appeared in his mind.

This so-called passive skill is actually a growth skill imitated by [Ying Wu] according to the soul skill.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, 100,000 years!

Because Wang Yanzu's shadow martial arts did not absorb spirit rings, but only things with shadows, some special skills had the characteristics of growth.

And I learned from the simulation system that in order to improve this special growth skill, it is related to the number of times the Sims live.

"A ten-year soul ring? It's enough to grow."

Wang Yanzu slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face. Originally, he planned to absorb those two pairs of queen bee wings, which were as thin as Zen wings, and realize his dream of flying with a sword, but by chance, he opened it. The second layer Born out of shadow skills!

The breath restrained, the suspended iron sword fell into his hand, the master and Tang San at the side understood it, and waited quietly.

"Uh~"

The air sinks in the throat, and the spiritual energy travels throughout the body. The cells in the body are full of spiritual energy, and the iron sword in his hand emits a dazzling white light.

"Second layer of bodiless shadow skills!"

Eyes locked, a palm-sized rock on the ground, holding up the iron sword, silently recited the sword technique, and suddenly chopped it down.

Baso~
A crescent-shaped white sword that was only half a meter long roared out, and in just an instant, the stone was split into two by the air.

"This smooth and flat cutting surface! It is indeed the result of the sword slash."

Walking over quickly, Master and Tang San even picked up the stone that was divided into two, and began to observe it.

In Master Yu Xiaogang's heart, even though Wang Yanzu's move is not powerful enough and does not have the effect of a century-old soul skill, it can still cause some troubles for the opponent when it is caught by surprise.

Besides, the hard appearance of the mutated weapon spirit in Wang Yanzu's hand, coupled with the small breath slash, will definitely make Wang Yanzu's weapon spirit even more powerful.

Tang San was the only one among the three, wondering in his heart, why did Wang Yanzu's spirit ability only last ten years?
Does this mean something?
Today, the Hunting Soul Forest party, although it has been a lot of hardships, has finally turned the danger into a blessing, and the master Yu Xiaogang also announced that the trip has come to an end.

……

Three days later, Notting City!
White mist shrouded the whole city of Notting, and the slightly cold morning did not hinder the quality of life of the people here.

On the clean and tidy street, there are endless streams of carriages, high-ranking officials and dignitaries, well-dressed, appearing in some tea houses and restaurants, and the ten-mile long street presents a bustling scene everywhere.

In an iron sword shop full of ironware, two strong men are hammering hard, red-hot raw iron.

In addition, in addition to the two strong shop mechanics, a vigorous young man is also selling physical strength that does not belong to this age group.

This boy is exactly Tang San!

"twenty!"

"21!"

"22!"

As the pig iron continued to make the sound of 'clank', sparks splashed out mixed with high-temperature residual materials, Tang San, who was swinging the hammer, was displaying the chaotic cloak style learned from his father Tang Hao with ease. .

"thirty!"

"31!"

"32!"

Tang San, who was sweating profusely, was swinging the iron hammer in his hand tirelessly. Combined with the soul power in his body, every time Tang San hit, it fell precisely on the burning iron.

Suddenly, in the dim iron sword shop, a handsome young man walked in. The young man was dressed in a white shirt, had healthy wheat-colored skin, beautiful hair, and piercing eyes, exuding some sharpness from time to time.

Tang San was concentrating on performing his unique skills, and was not at all surprised by the boy's arrival as usual.

The speed did not decrease but increased dramatically. It seems that due to the arrival of the young man, the technique of the chaotic cloak in his hands has been accelerated a lot.

At this time, Tang San tacitly agreed in his heart that the battle with the boy Wang Yanzu was scheduled for half a month later.

Wang Yanzu's superficial strength was revealed as early as three days ago, although Tang San still doesn't know what Wang Yanzu's martial spirit is.

But the iron sword in his hand was made of genuine abyss sinking iron, its sharpness was far beyond the comparison of other utensils, so during this time, Tang San was very concerned about his father's chaotic cloak style.

"Oh? Little San, it's time to open again, let's go!"

Wang Yanzu didn't know what was going on in Tang San's heart, but he walked up to him and said with a funny expression on his face.

As for the match that Tang San cared about very much!As far as Wang Yanzu is concerned, it is just a discussion of the younger generation.

"Yeah! The three sapphire blue dogs sold at 500 silver soul coins yesterday, and the little Thai python sold at 1300 silver soul coins!"

"Little Thai Mang's money has already been included in our tuition fees and handed over to the teacher!"

Tang San very consciously stopped the hammer in his hand, and with evidence in his mouth, he reported the money data of selling spirit beasts in the past few days.

On weekdays, the industrious Tang San is responsible for selling the hunted spirit beasts. After all, apart from the morning exercises, Tang San will come to this blacksmith shop every day to practice combat skills!

The sale of soul beasts is just a matter of passing by. As for the price of money, it has already been agreed, and the account will be split fifty-fifty!
"Okay! Let's do a big one today! The pearl boa constrictor in the Northern Soul Hunting Forest! I need a huge sum of money urgently, and it belongs to us today."

Wang Yanzu clasped his fists, with an expression of high spirits, as if Hunting Soul Forest was opened just for them.

(End of this chapter)