Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Master, what should we do now?"

The match was lost, his martial spirit was damaged, and Tang San was disheartened.

But he still believed that his teacher would not deceive him, and he would definitely be able to find a way to repair his martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang hesitated: "Yeah"

The martial soul was damaged, not to the extent that the martial soul was broken, but the situation was still not optimistic.

Although he had borrowed some theories in the Wuhun Palace and published the "Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun", when it came to the treatment plan for damaged Wuhun, Yu Xiaogang really didn't know what to do.

In front of the apprentice and the audience, face is very important, and reputation is even more important.

Yu Xiaogang held his head high and spoke calmly, never taking the crisis seriously: "It's just that the martial spirit was damaged."

"An ordinary soul master's martial soul is damaged and cannot continue to cultivate soul power."

"Mistress!" The master patted his shoulder gently and comforted him with sincerity: "You don't have to be afraid! You still have a martial soul. You can practice the Clear Sky Hammer first to improve your soul power level."

Tang San:"."

"And according to my observation, there is a common phenomenon on Douluo Continent: the higher the soul power level of the soul master, the stronger the quality of the martial soul. Maybe if your soul power level increases, the blue silver grass will naturally Can recover!”

Yu Xiaogang said swornly, with a bright glimmer in his eyes, and his solemn expression was touching.

Tang San's tone was a little difficult: "Maybe."

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing made a suggestion: "I have heard that Jiuxin Haitang is the strongest healing system on Douluo Continent. Maybe it can help you."

"Haha!" Tang San smiled contemptuously.

Ye Langling once rescued Tang San, but he found that Jiuxin Haitang could not heal the meridians, at least not as good as his Xuantian Skill.

Therefore, Tang San believed that the title of Douluo Continent's strongest healing system was just a ridiculous title.

"Ye Lingling can't do it!"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang said in unison.

Yu Xiaogang was also very dissatisfied with Ye Lingling. Even if Jiuxin Haitang Spirit Master did nothing, his reputation could be heard throughout Douluo Continent, which had already vaguely threatened his title of "Master". Perhaps out of jealousy, Yu Xiaogang Zhu Zhuqing's proposal has just been rejected.

"Hey! Arrogant."

In the VIP auditorium, Han Tao heard the conversation of several people and sighed slightly.

Seven Star Begonia is the puzzle piece of the Blue Silver King. If they really come to find Ye Lingling, they might have a chance to heal the Blue Silver Grass.

At this very moment,

A thunderous voice sounded: "Yu Xiaogang!"

"What the hell!"

"You clearly know that my son is seriously injured, but you still force him to play?"

"How did you become a master? Huh?"

Accompanied by extremely surging anger, wild shouts resounded throughout Wuhun City.

The huge Haotian Hammer, like a hundred-meter-high tower, suddenly crashed down and landed on the roof of Yu Xiaogang's Heavenly Spirit.

Boom!

Yu Xiaogang placed his hands in front of his head, trying to resist the Clear Sky Hammer's pressing attack.

Click!

Both arm bones were crushed, and Yu Xiaogang was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, lying on the ground like a fat toad.

Because Tang San was nearby, Haotian Douluo was afraid of hurting Tang San, so he didn't use too much force.

Otherwise, this one blow would be enough to kill it!

At the same time, the titled Douluo suppressed the aura and tore the master's clothes apart, revealing his ugly white appearance in the dust.

"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

After getting close, he raised his Clear Sky Hammer high again, and his soul ring exploded.

In fact, facing a great soul master, there was no need to explode the ring at all, but at this moment, in order to express his anger, Tang Hao resolutely used his strongest attack.

"perhaps."

"Will dying under the Xumi Haotian Hammer give me a good reputation?"

On his deathbed, Yu Xiaogang thought secretly.

"Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong's cold voice came from the high platform.

"You are not allowed to be presumptuous in the Wuhun Palace!"

The supreme scepter waved, and the dark red spider stood upright, facing Tang Hao's big Sumeru hammer!

The exciting collision made the ears of many spectators hurt, and even some lowly soul masters spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yu Xiaogang, who was in the center of the battlefield, was a member of the low-powered group. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which infected the broken and fluttering clothes on his chest, gradually turning scarlet.

"Father!" When Tang San saw this, he immediately looked directly at Tang Hao without thinking, "Don't hurt my master!"

"Look, your son doesn't even support you!" Bibi Dong chuckled.

Tang San refuted Tang Hao, Bibi Dong liked to hear it and felt very happy.

But while she was happy, she suddenly thought of Qian Renxue, a rebellious girl, and suddenly felt sick: "Damn it!"

Angry fingers turn white.

Tang Hao's tone was very serious, filled with the anger of hating iron for not becoming steel: "Tang San, get out of the way!"

"Mistress." The corners of the master's mouth suddenly curved.

He is worthy of being his proud disciple. Although his martial spirit is dead, it is definitely not his fault.

Blue Silver Grass is inherently "dead", and even if I use up all the theories I have learned throughout my life, I cannot save it from its innate decline.

Objective reasons, nothing to do with yourself!

"No!" Tang San's expression was firm:

"My Blue Silver Grass has been damaged, and now I can only rely on the master's theory to make up for the damage to my spirit."

Tang Hao became angry: "Master? His theory is bullshit!"

"Yu Xiaogang, why do you have the nerve to stand here?"

"If you hadn't forced Tang San to compete, how could Tang San's martial spirit be damaged?"

But Tang San was in front of it, so it was difficult for him to continue to attack.

His Majesty Haotian turned his head and looked at the captain of Shrek Academy: Dai Mubai

"And you!"

"Don't think I don't know your little tricks!"

At the finals of the National Elite Soul Master Competition, any team participating in the competition had an immediate replay perspective.

Dai Mubai's actions could not be hidden from the eyes of the Titled Douluo.

"What's wrong?" Dai Mubai opened his eyes in confusion.

Under the treatment of Jiangzhu, his bleeding eyes calmed down a little, but his damaged spirit had not recovered.

Before he could ease for a moment, the terrifying momentum pressed towards him:

"For the ridiculous inheritance of the throne, you instigated Tang San to participate in the competition, you really deserve to die!"

"Tang San's martial spirit was damaged in order to save you. Today, I want you to pay the same price!"

The big Sumeru hammer was placed in the palm of his hand.

The mighty soul power surged in front of him, like a terrifying hammer of a hundred meters, falling from the sky to the ground, smashing towards Dai Mubai who had just woken up.

"Huh?"

Without time to think, he completed the martial soul possession at the fastest speed, and the three soul rings lit up at the same time.

The speed of the Clear Sky Hammer was not fast, but it was powerful and could not be avoided.

"Zhu Zhuqing!"

Dai Mubai never gave up hope. As the captain of Shrek Academy, he conveyed the order to Zhu Zhuqing: "Summon your Nether Spirit Cat to merge with my martial soul!"

Zhu Zhuqing did not move.

Yu Xiaogang looked at her in disbelief: "We are a whole!"

"No!" Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and refused flatly.