Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 747 The Second Reward - The Second Martial Spirit
Chen Xiaojun sighed, "In my previous life, those were just called the Ten Famous Swords, but when my martial spirit awakened, I clearly remember a voice and an impression telling me that they were the Ten Divine Swords."

He put his hands behind his back and spoke word by word: "The ten famous swords and the ten divine swords, although there is only one word difference, there is a world of difference between them."

"I'm afraid you're the only one who can influence me like this."

The weapon spirit was silent for a while, and then a leisurely voice came out, "You are indeed very smart. Yes, the power of the divine sword is far beyond that of the famous sword."

Chen Xiaojun showed a knowing smile, "So it is you after all."

The spirit of the weapon did not respond, and there was a moment of silence between them.

Chen Xiaojun quickly broke the silence and continued, "What about my non-fixed reward? Shouldn't it be given to me as well?"

"Let's get started." The spirit of the weapon responded with a smile.

As the words fell, the same huge 30-meter turntable appeared, and Chen Xiaojun was stunned.

"These 36 words are all visible, not a single gray one," he said in a deep voice.

He stared intently at the 36 clearly visible words, and each word seemed to be illuminated by golden light, shining brightly.

The weapon spirit smiled proudly: "Look, I'm good to you, all of them are lit up and waiting for you to choose."

Chen Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly, "This is just a fixed setting of the system. The system is the system, and you are you. Don't flatter yourself."

Qi Ling: "..."

Chen Xiaojun smiled calmly, "It seems that what I said was right. You are just a spirit, not the system itself. It is difficult or impossible for you to change the original settings of the system."

The spirit of the weapon was choked and was speechless.

"Let's draw the reward." Chen Xiaojun said.

The turntable turned slowly, with Chen Xiaojun's expectation and a hint of nervousness..., and finally the pointer stopped steadily on a grid.

Chen Xiaojun took a closer look and the words on it made his eyelids jump.

"No, what does this 'two' mean?" He pointed at the copper bead falling into the 'two' square and shouted.

The spirit of the weapon started to laugh. "You are indeed a bit stupid. This word 'stupid', of course, means the second soul or something like that, stupid!"

Chen Xiaojun was stunned. "Second soul? But there is no concept of second soul in Douluo Continent. Could it be that..."

His body was shaking slightly with excitement.

"In Douluo Continent, this second soul naturally means the second martial soul." The spirit of the weapon revealed the answer.

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple-gold card magically appeared in Chen Xiaojun's hand.

He looked through it curiously and asked subconsciously, "Isn't it a choice of three?"

The front of the card is chaotic, showing a faint vortex.

The weapon spirit replied with disdain: "Why choose? Of course, you decide what the second martial spirit should be. It will become whatever you want it to be. Why do you need to choose?"

"Really?" Chen Xiaojun asked in surprise.

"I'm still fake, do you want me to do it?" The spirit of the weapon seemed a little impatient.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Xiaojun said quickly, "Then what level does this purple-gold color represent?"

"The purple-gold color is extremely noble, representing the purple air coming from the east! As for the level, you can feel it yourself." The spirit of the weapon said mysteriously.

Chen Xiaojun stroked the purple-gold card.

"How do I use this?" he asked again.

"Use your mind to imagine the appearance of a martial soul, or say the name of the martial soul you want, and it will take shape immediately." The spirit of the weapon explained.

Faced with the martial spirit that he could choose at will, Chen Xiaojun fell into deep thought.

This choice is too important, he must think carefully. Chen Xiaojun's eyes flashed, as if he remembered something, he stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "My fourth spirit ring this time is unprecedented, so won't I have several more chances in the future?"

The weapon spirit was not polite, with a hint of joking in its tone: "Humph, wishful thinking!"

"In the spirit master system, the age of the spirit ring increases step by step."

"This system is to help you become stronger, not to be your babysitter."

"It's good enough to give it to you once. There will be no similar things in the future. Don't even think about such a good thing."

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows and retorted, "Didn't you say before that you didn't know the specific criteria for non-fixed rewards?"

The spirit of the weapon chuckled and replied, "Yes, I didn't know the specific situation beforehand, but that doesn't mean there won't be an explanation afterwards."

After hearing this, Chen Xiaojun shook his head helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face: "Haha, you are right, there are not so many loopholes for me to exploit."

He paused, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally swallowed his words back.

"That,……"

The spirit of the weapon seemed a little impatient and said, "Why do you have so many questions? It's so annoying. Just think for yourself. I'll send you away. Bye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light flashed by, and Chen Xiaojun felt dizzy.

………………

In reality, Chen Xiaojun suddenly opened his eyes and calmed himself down.

There was a sudden flash of light in his hand, and a card emitting a purple-gold luster appeared out of thin air in his palm. His fingers gently slid across the edge of the card, as if he was savoring the powerful force hidden in it.

The spirit of the weapon said that the second martial soul can be any martial soul.

This ability to choose caused huge waves in his heart.

The tempting option of a god-level martial spirit lingered in his mind.

His heart began to beat wildly, as if responding to the desire and struggle within him.

Choose Seraph? Or Poseidon?

However, when this excitement reached its peak, Chen Xiaojun suddenly calmed down and felt something was wrong.

His ten magic swords eventually transformed into Sword God Pearls. Judging from the current situation, their original grade was definitely more than the ninth-grade king martial spirit.

Thinking about those two god-level martial spirits, it took fifty years for one to be born between heaven and earth. There must be a reason for this in the rules of heaven and earth.

It is hard to predict what the results would be if they were chosen.

This unknown risk forced Chen Xiaojun to consider his choices more carefully.

He silently thought of other martial spirits in his mind: Clear Sky Hammer? Seven Treasures Glazed Tower? Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus? Nine-Hearted Begonia? ... Each one made his heart beat fast.

He fell into deep thought, his eyes flashing with sharp light, and deep in his heart, a fierce battle between his conscience and his desires was going on.

Finally, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he made an important decision.

He took a deep breath and said to himself, "Some destinies cannot be avoided, and there are some responsibilities I must bear. I am the direct descendant of the Chen family."

He tightly grasped the purple-gold card in his hand.

"Purple gold, then let me see what level this purple gold is." He whispered.

The purple gold card in his hand suddenly burst into brilliant light, and purple gold stars jumped in Chen Xiaojun's hand, turning into countless purple gold starlights, flashing in the air.

At this moment, the system started up quickly, and subtle electronic sounds echoed in Chen Xiaojun's mind, full of a sense of technology.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, and the system issued a pleasant prompt sound, announcing the arrival of an important moment.

(End of this chapter)