Chapter 3: Spirit Display, Tang Hao bursts into tears "Little brother, what is your martial spirit?" "How many martial spirits do you have?" Su Yuntao asked with a trembling voice. If he really encounters a twin martial soul, one can imagine the resources that the Spirit Hall will reward him. It is enough for him to become a Soul Master in a short period of time. "A martial spirit." "A three-pointed, two-edged sword, or you could call it a three-headed dragon." Su Mu raised his head and answered, his mind moved. His hands recovered, the dragon horns on his head disappeared, and a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his hands again.
Su Yuntao was even more shocked when he saw this scene. This martial soul is probably even rarer than any twin martial souls. Two forms of martial spirit. It can transform into an animal and also into an instrument. Tang San on the side looked at the blue silver hammer in his hand, and then looked at the gorgeous long sword in Su Mu's hand. The original sense of superiority over others disappeared in an instant. Feeling the subtle pain in my hand, I suddenly felt that I was not fragrant anymore. "Good good." "Good martial spirit, good name." Su Yuntao swallowed with a hint of excitement in his voice. Although he had never seen such a martial spirit. But just based on the ability to change into two forms, it is definitely not a simple martial soul. "You are tall and strong, I can tell at a glance that you are not an ordinary person." "Come, come, let me test your soul power." Su Mu slowly walked to the blue soul power test crystal with a confused look on his face. If Tang Hao knew that he had a dual-form martial spirit. His innate soul power is still at level 20, so he won’t kill himself directly. I hope this blind God King can’t see my specific soul power level. Su Mu raised his hand and slowly placed it on the blue awakening crystal.
A dazzling blue light rose up. "Innately full of soul power!" Su Yuntao was not shocked this time. His heart has become calm. Entered sage mode. That kind of martial soul has already determined that the soul power will definitely not be too low. Full soul power, normal. After hearing Su Yuntao's words, Su Mu felt a little relieved. Full innate soul power is better than Tang Hao knowing that it is innate level 20 soul power. Douluo has a tradition of killing geniuses. At the beginning, Bone Douluo Gu Rong even wanted to kill Tang San. "Little brother, I would like to invite you to join the Spirit Hall. Are you willing?" Su Yuntao asked, trying his best to put on a kind expression. He himself didn't even notice that the way he addressed Su Mu had changed inadvertently. Sure enough, it came. "Forget it, I don't have this idea for the time being." Su Mu refused. This cannot be agreed to, Tang San is still here. If Tang Hao finds out after I go back, I’ll be dead. However, Su Mu did not say this with finality. This still gives Su Yuntao another possibility. "Okay, okay, there's no rush." "Here are 20 gold soul coins." As he spoke, Su Yuntao took out a small bag from his pocket and handed it to Su Mu. "If you have any ideas, come find me in Nottingham." "When you get to the Spirit Hall, just mention my name." 20 gold soul coins were Su Yuntao's two months' subsidy, but he just gave them away like that. But there was no sign of heartache on Su Yuntao's face. If Su Mu really joined the Spirit Hall through him.
Then the reward will definitely be far more than these 20 gold soul coins. Su Mu looked at Su Yuntao's expectant eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it. Seeing Su Mu took it. Su Yuntao smiled even more happily. "That Blue Silver Hammer boy, come here." "Although your martial spirit is pretty useless, it can still be cultivated." Su Yuntao first poured a basin of cold water on Tang San, and then encouraged him. "But don't be discouraged. Although the training is a bit difficult, as long as you persevere, you may be able to reach my level in a few decades." "Become a soul master respected by everyone." Hearing this, Su Mu's eyelids twitched. You are really a comforter. Are you really not afraid that the God King will shoot you with one arrow? Su Yuntao explained some more things and gave Su Mu and Tang San their soul master certificates. Seeing Su Yuntao being attentive to Su Mu and calling him a useless martial spirit, Tang San's eyes flashed with a gloomy look. "Master Su Yuntao, how is it this time?" "I heard a lot of noise inside." Old Jack pushed open the door of the Spirit Hall and walked in. "Old Jack! Congratulations." "Your village has produced a genius this time." Although Su Yuntao was rejected by Su Mu, he was still in a good mood. "Master, could it be that Su Mu..." Before Old Jack could finish. "Yes, this little brother Su Mu has innate full soul power." "Martial Spirit is also very powerful." "From now on, your Holy Soul Village will probably have to be renamed Holy Douluo Village!!" Hearing this, Old Jack's eyes widened. The look he gave Su Mu was like seeing a naked young girl. Su Mu felt a little scared when he saw it.
Tang San on the side was completely ignored. His expression was somewhat resentful. Old Jack and Su Yuntao walked out of the Spirit Hall talking and laughing. He never left Su Mu in every two or three sentences. "Brother Jack, please help me persuade Brother Su Mu." "I asked him to join the Spirit Hall, but he didn't agree." Although Su Mu disagreed, Su Yuntao still had a smile on his face. "No problem, sure." "This child listens to me the most!" The wrinkles on Old Jack's face seemed to have disappeared a lot, and he agreed with a big laugh. The two of them were completely unaware that Su Mu called Old Jack Grandpa, Su Yuntao called Su Mu "little brother" and Old Jack "old brother". Invisibly, Su Mu was given a super-generational promotion. After Su Yuntao left, all the children went back home. "Dad, I'm back!" Tang San pushed open the door and shouted, feeling much better at the moment. Along the way he figured it out: even if his martial soul wasn't good enough, he still had the Xuantian Treasure Record. The achievement is not necessarily low. "came back?" "What is your martial spirit?" Tang Hao lay on the worn-out chair, raised his face slightly, and asked. Tang San said nothing and slowly raised his right hand. A small blue hammer slowly emerged from the upper right of Tang San. Seeing this scene, Tang Hao's eyes widened. "Xiao San, what are you doing!" Tang Hao's voice was excited, and his originally drunken body sobered up. "Dad, this is the Blue Silver Hammer." Tang San explained with a smile on his face. "Bluesilver~Hammer! Bluesilver~Hammer!"
Tang Hao kept repeating this, tears welling up in his eyes. This is a combination of Ayin and myself. "Dad, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Tang Hao's reaction, Tang San was a little curious as to why his father was crying. It must be because I am too talented. "Okay, good boy!" Tang Hao excitedly grabbed Tang San's hand, looking at the blue silver hammer with a somewhat dull look in his eyes. "Dad, can we only have one martial spirit?" Tang San asked suddenly. Tang Hao was also stunned and looked at Tang San with puzzled eyes. Tang San slowly raised his left hand. A dark blue-colored blue-silver grass with golden light slowly floated out. It gives people a very heavy feeling. "This is this!" Tang Hao stood there in a daze. He felt the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer filling the grass. Good, good, good. My son, Tang San, is worthy of a title. "Xiao San, no one knows about your second martial spirit, right?" After finishing speaking, Tang Hao realized that he seemed to be asking unnecessary questions. Blue Silver Hammer? Clear Sky Grass? If it weren't for today, I wouldn't even know what these two spirits were. "No one saw it, only we knew it." "Cough cough!" Tang Hao coughed twice. He said: "Xiao San, from now on you must use the Blue Silver Hammer in your right hand to protect the Haotian Grass in your left hand." After saying this, Tang Hao always felt something was odd. No, it's totally wrong. (End of this chapter)