Douluo starts with saving Bibi Dong

"how is this possible!"

"A waste martial arts soul: Lan Yincao, unexpectedly can bring you the top talent with innate soul power!"

Su Yuntao had black eyes, staring like copper bells. He wiped his eye sockets back and forth again and again, but the crystal ball filled with white light still hit his nerves again and again!

Seeing the result of the iron shot given to him by the crystal ball in his hand, Su Yuntao fell into doubt.

He really didn't understand why a blue silver grass martial arts spirit in this little kid district, a standard waste martial arts soul, would be a genius with full spirit power, and his low-grade peak-level lone wolf martial arts gave him the second birth spirit. Grade spirit power!

Looking at the bright crystal ball, Su Yuntao fell into deep thought, and for a while forgot to respond to Tang San's question...

"Uncle, what is innate soul power?"

"uncle?"

Tang San looked at the old man who was in dementia, and asked loudly from time to time in order to draw his mind back.

"what!"

"what!"

Su Yuntao, who was suddenly brought back to reality by a burst of immature children, replied idiotically.

"what?"

"Tao'er, you don't think I have too much talent in my junior third, you are so confused!"

Void Swallowing Yan looked at the demented Su Yuntao and couldn't help but vomit.

"amount……"

Hearing this, Su Yuntao touched Erzhang's head at a loss, his face flushed involuntarily.

Indeed, he was a little jealous of Tang San. Look at him, a waste martial arts soul: Lan Yincao, what kind of top talent is innately full of soul power? Isn't it good to give this to me!

Su Yuntao looked at Tang San, with a sense of shock, but at the same time a sympathy.

What is shocking is that I have witnessed the birth of a genius today, and what I sympathize with is that I have also witnessed the death of a genius today...

"The congenital full soul power is the highest level a soul master can reach when awakening a martial soul, and it is also a sign of a future powerhouse!"

After finishing speaking, Na Su Yuntao glanced slightly to the emptiness swallowing road who was resting aside.

Immediately, he said to Tang San:

"In general, as long as there is a trace of soul power, even if it is only half a level, you can cultivate to become a glorious soul master!"

"Oh, it's a pity, Lan Yincao is a standard waste martial arts soul, but it's a pity that you have an innate talent full of soul power..."

"Even if your Martial Spirit is a tool like theirs before, it is stronger than this blue silver grass, so I can take you...oh, forget it."

After speaking, Su Yuntao slowly approached Tang San, stretched out his hands and gently patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, and then walked out of the big wooden house.

The door opened, and the old Jack, who had been guarding the door, greeted Su Yuntao with a nervous expression on his face. He stepped forward and asked expectantly:

"Dear Master of Battle Soul, how are the lads in our village this year?"

"Is it possible for the children in our village to become soul masters this year?"

Hearing this, Su Yuntao looked at the old Jack with the cane, sighed, and said:

"There is one, but it's a pity..."

Jack's eyes showed suspicion, and he tentatively asked Su Yuntao nervously:

"Master, what is that..."

Originally, someone like him would never dare to take the initiative to ask the deacon of this Wuhun Hall.

But their village really hasn't had a soul master for a long time. If they don't leave another soul master, then the welfare of which soul sage master left a hundred years ago will be of great help to the village will be revoked!

This welfare is a very important material resource for their remote mountain village, and it has a bearing on the lives of their entire village!

Therefore, even if he was severely accused by the "adult" in front of him, he still insisted on asking boldly.

Looking at the old Jack, this time, Su Yuntao didn't have the proud look he had before, but instead said to the old Jack earnestly:

"This year, of these six children, only one has soul power, and it is still full of soul power. It is a pity that his martial soul is recognized as a waste martial soul: Blue Silver Grass!

"So, you...understand?"

"Waste Martial Spirit: Blue Silver Grass?"

"Innately full of soul power? My God!"

Hearing that, the disappointed expression on that old Jack's face was even more serious than Su Yuntao!

He has also been the village head for so many years, and he naturally understands what meaning the innate full soul power represents, but this innate full soul power appears on the blue silver grass martial arts, is God punishing their village again?

Obviously even such a very ordinary person knows that Blue Silver Grass is wasteful!

"Respected Master of Battle Soul, is there really no way for Lan Yincao to practice?"

Old Jack still didn't want to give up, and once again asked Su Yuntao with a cane.

Looking at the old Jack and the look in his expectant eyes, Su Yuntao could feel the mood of the old Jack. He no longer had the arrogance that he had at the beginning. He patted the old Jack comfortably on the shoulder and said:

"Ok?"

"It's not that you can't cultivate at all. After all, you are innately full of spirit power. As long as you find him a spirit ring, even if it is the last ten-year spirit ring, he can immediately become an 11th-level spirit master!"

"It's just... what do you think Blue Silver Grass can do?"

In his Su Yuntao's opinion, even with the addition of a spirit ring, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to increase spirit power after that!

The waste martial soul is a waste martial soul after all, even if it becomes a soul master, it is estimated that it will only be a waste soul master, but this innate soul power is really a pity.

How good would it be if you gave it to yourself?Even if his cultivation ability is poor, it is estimated that he will be a strong soul emperor now!No matter how bad it is, he should be a strong soul king!

No longer wasting time, Su Yuntao shook his head and said to Old Jack:

"Well, we have other things, so let's go first!"

Old Jack rode his cane and looked at the group of people going away, his humpback figure was even more bleak:

"Could it be that our Holy Soul Village is really going away?"

...

On a carriage returning to the Wuhun branch of Notting City.

Su Yuntao looked at Tang San beside Void Swallowing Yan, very puzzled:

'Why would Mianxia want to carry this little kid with the blue silver grass martial arts spirit, just because he is born with full spirit power?'

In the entanglement he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, the group gradually returned to Notting City.

After stepping out of the carriage, Void Swallowing Flames led Tang San to the tool man Su Yuntao and asked for a good guest room in this martial arts branch hall, and then sent him away, so cool and left...

Alas, my Tao'er is really reduced to a tool man who is calling for nothing.

Su Yuntao: My mother!

In the Wuhun branch hall of Notting City.

Void Swallowing Yan looked at the slightly puzzled expression, and asked:

"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood to be slapped by them one by one with a waste of martial arts?"

Hearing this, Tang San nodded, but then shook his head again, meaning that he was not affected by this kind of thing.

"Hehe, you are young, but your character is not bad."

"Little San, Lan Yincao is indeed the most standard waste martial arts soul, not to mention the innate full soul power, even if it has soul power, even half-level soul power! It is also rare."

"So you still think they are right?"

Looking at Tang San who made him very satisfied, Void Swallowing Yan continued to speak softly:

"Your blue silver grass is definitely not an ordinary blue silver grass!"

Hearing this, Tang San shook his right hand and said:

"Isn't it ordinary blue silver grass?"

"But, Brother Wu Wu, what puzzles me is not because of what they said, but because of my feeling: I still have a Martial Spirit on my left hand!"

After speaking, Tang San slowly raised his left hand, ready to summon the second Martial Spirit in his palm!

This time, it was no longer a blue light, but a strong black light with subtle lightning spewed out from his palm. In an instant, the brilliance condensed, and a strange thing similar to a hammer appeared in the palm of his left hand. .

This is a black hammer. The handle is about half a foot long. The head of the hammer is cylindrical. It looks like a reduced version of a foundry hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there is something special. Light, on the cylindrical hammer head, there is a circle of faint patterns.

And when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the entire room seemed slightly depressed, and Tang San also seemed unable to bear the weight of that small hammer, so he could only hold it and let his arms slow. Slowly droop!

It was heavy, very heavy, as soon as the hammer was released, it was as if all Tang San's energy had been drained. This was Tang San's first feeling against the hammer!

Looking at the familiar hammer, the black eyes of Void Swallowing Flame contracted:

"This...this is: Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Little San, you are a twin martial soul!"