Douluo: This Tang San is different.

Chapter 22 Level 3 1 Ring Soul Master

Chapter 22 Thirteenth level one-ring soul master

In the next three days, Tang San asked Teacher Mohen for a long vacation, and basically did not go to class, but spent time in library management, reading various books related to martial spirits and spirit beasts, while testing his own abilities. Soul power, and the first soul skill.

Among them, the most important thing is to test another use of the first soul skill.

That is, when he was able to press the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun on the ground of the playground, he discovered that the bottom of the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun had roots like a thousand-rooted banyan, rooted in the ground.

The coverage range can cover a radius of 20 meters with him as the center, and the rooting depth exceeds 20 meters.

Moreover, with the control of the soul power, the area covered by the roots can grow individual blue silver grass, forming a blue silver grass field, and each blue silver grass is a derivative of his martial spirit, which can When manipulated, it can extend slender blades.

Coupled with the tenacity brought by the banyan tree, it is not easy to be cut by ordinary weapons such as swords. Even with the almost unlimited energy supply of the power of the earth, each blade can extend more than ten meters.

Although Tang San's soul skills are still endlessly regenerative, once this Blue Silver Grassland is formed, the Blue Silver Grass can completely become a control-type martial spirit under his control.

Just imagine, his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit consumes little, is large in quantity, has long leaves, and has the strength of a thousand banyan trees. It can be controlled by him. Even if the soul master falls into it, it may be difficult to escape.

Isn't that a living target?

Tang San was very satisfied with this.

This soul ability derived from endless recovery was also named Endless Grassland by Tang San.

Because once it is activated, the energy to maintain the soul skill can be drawn directly from the earth without consuming his own soul power. As long as the main root of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit rooted in the ground is not destroyed, then his Blue Silver Grass Spirit will not be destroyed. Silver grass is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

It's just that controlling all the blue silver grass blades within a 20-meter radius is a bit difficult for the current Tang San. It can only be used for binding in a general direction, but it is impossible to finely control each blade.

Because there are too many.

"It seems that we need to strengthen the training of Ziji Demon Eyes and strengthen our mental strength, but the time for this kind of kung fu is limited every day, and it's only a little time in the morning, so we can only take it slowly." Tang San added two plans, "Also, the control of soul power also needs to be very delicate. Can you learn from stepping on trees and climbing water in Naruto?"

For a moment, Tang San thought of a lot.

But when he took back his martial spirit, he found that many bluesilver grass seedlings had grown on the playground. They were very thin, only thicker than a human hair.

But it is the real Blue Silver Grass.

"Is it because when I released my soul skill, the vitality that escaped affected the seeds of the Bluesilver Grass all over the playground, causing them to germinate?"

Tang San felt that his guess was correct. After all, after getting the first spirit ring, he was able to absorb the power of the earth. His vitality was terrifyingly strong. If it escaped, it would indeed allow the seeds of Blue Silver Grass to germinate.

"However, the blue silver grass in this playground has sprouted. I hope the work-study students at Notting College will not blame me for increasing their workload."

The time has come to the day of the agreed battle.

Today happened to be the weekend, and the college didn't have classes. Some noble students were not at school and went home, but the work-study students were all living on campus, and meditation practice was rather boring. If there was a good show to watch, they naturally rushed over.

Director Su, Mohen and the dean of the college also came to join in the fun.

Yu Xiaogang also came to watch. Although the fights between children were not very interesting, he might find some good seedlings, but he was standing in a relatively remote place outside the crowd.

He knew that his reputation in this academy was not very good, and those children were the most outspoken, so he could just watch from a distance. "Xiao San, don't blame me for not reminding you, Miss Xiao Wu will not show mercy." Xiao Wu possessed a martial spirit, with rabbit ears growing on her head, and a round, fluffy rabbit tail growing out of her waist.

The appearance of a yellow soul ring amazed the work-students.

The dean said: "That is the girl who is born with full soul power this year?"

Mohen nodded: "Yes, it's just that whether he was born a commoner or not is open to discussion."

Director Su also said: "Indeed, a commoner's spirit is a soft-boned rabbit, and it is impossible for him to be full of spirit power. Not to mention, the first spirit ring is a hundred years old. Judging by the depth of the color, it may be more than 300 years old."

Such a soul ring configuration is still the first soul ring. How could this be a commoner?
Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up, he stroked the stubble of his chin, and he was overjoyed: "Look at this girl's figure, she is not very old, I haven't seen it last year, she should be a freshman this year, that is, she is only six years old."

"Six years old, century-old soul ring."

"There is a high probability that he is born with full soul power. No matter how bad it is, he is still at the ninth level. He is qualified to be my Yu Xiaogang's disciple."

While Yu Xiaogang was thinking about how to trick Xiao Wu into becoming his disciple, Tang San released his martial spirit, and a blue silver grass with silver veins grew out of his palm, a circle of yellow that was bigger than Xiao Wu's. A deeper soul ring surrounds the whole body.

"Wuhun is indeed Blue Silver Grass." Dean Nuoding looked at Tang San with great interest, "Is he that Tang San? This appearance and temperament don't look like he was born as a commoner."

Director Su said: "He is really a commoner. He was born in Holy Soul Village, where the village head is his grandfather. Otherwise, how could Wuhun be the Blue Silver Grass? And before he got the spirit ring, his appearance was not what it is now, he looks ordinary , emaciated, dark-skinned, except for the light in the eyes."

Mo Hen said: "It's because the spirit has mutated. After all, even if ordinary blue silver grass has soul power, it's only half level at most, but he has level six."

On the other side, when Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San's yellow spirit ring, his eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked: "The color of the hundred-year-old spirit ring definitely exceeds 500 years!"

"But, how is this possible?"

"The life of the soul ring that the first soul ring can withstand is definitely 420 three years. It can't be any higher. My theory is not wrong!"

"But the color depth of the soul ring..."

Facts speak louder than words, and Yu Xiaogang has to believe that Tang San's spirit ring is definitely above 500 years. After all, he was born in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, so he is still confident in judging the age of the first three spirit rings.

"This kid is not bad, and he looks a bit familiar. Is his martial spirit the Blue Silver Grass? It seems to be the same one I saw at the door of the Academic Affairs Office. He has changed a lot. Is it the mutation that occurred after he obtained the spirit ring?"

"Can the mutation of the martial soul affect the appearance of a person?"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang thought a lot, but there was one thing that Yu Xiaogang had already grasped, that was to find a way to accept Tang San as his disciple.

There are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters.

Isn't such a gifted child the best person to prove himself?

As long as he grows up in the future, he will not be a clown, but a real master of Wuhun theory!Admired by all!
On the playground of Notting College, Xiao Wu said: "Xiao Wu, Martial Soul Soft Bone Rabbit, thirteenth-level first-ring soul master."

Tang San straightened up, neither humble nor overbearing, and smiled slightly: "Tang San, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, thirteenth-level first-ring soul master."

(End of this chapter)

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