Douluo: The Restart of Huo Yuhao, the Peerless

Chapter 47 The matter of fusion... Let's talk about it later [Third watch, please read more]

After hearing Wang Dong's words, Huo Yuhao just said indifferently: "The martial soul fusion technique must have a very high degree of compatibility between the two parties to be possible."

"Once the martial souls of both parties have a high degree of compatibility, the two parties will feel something when they meet. Do you think we have lived together for three months, have you ever had such a feeling?"

Huo Yuhao only asked Wang Dong, but did not express his feelings.

Being watched closely by Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong suddenly became a little nervous.

"Then... what about you? Do you feel this way?"

"Me? I didn't."

Obviously, Wang Dong's mood was somewhat depressed.

Huo Yuhao already knew the answer without Wang Dong answering.

Like the previous life, Wang Dong must have felt close to him when he accepted his spiritual detection sharing for the first time.

If it wasn't for the passive protection of the Eye of Eternity, Tang San might have already started to play games at that time.

Tang San's spiritual consciousness was within Wang Dong's sea of ​​spirit, but once he left Wang Dong's sea of ​​spirit, there was not much power he could exert.

For this power, the protection of the Eye of Eternity is simply easy.

However, to eradicate Tang San's consciousness, he still had to go deep into Wang Dong's sea of ​​spirit, which Huo Yuhao couldn't do now.

"Actually..." Wang Dong looked up as if he had made up his mind, "Although you can't feel my aura."

"However, the first time you shared your spiritual detection with me, I felt your breath was very close."

"However, the reason why the aura on my body does not disperse is because it is restricted by another force of my own."

"Only...only when your body is close together can you really feel the existence of my breath. So...so shall we try it?"

Wang Dong said almost in a whisper.

"Is this your own idea?" To Wang Dong's surprise, Huo Yuhao asked her a question.

"Well, I think, what if we really have the martial soul fusion skill?" Seeing Huo Yuhao's half-smile expression, Wang Dong suddenly got a little angry.

"You...what's your attitude?"

Huo Yuhao said: "My martial soul is the main body soul, and your martial soul is the beast soul, the goddess of light. Is there any compatibility between the two?"

"I..." Wang Dong obviously didn't think about this level, "But, is my feeling wrong?"

"Seeing is not necessarily believing, and feeling is not necessarily true. There is another situation in the formation of martial soul fusion skills." Huo Yuhao said.

"When the relationship between the two parties is extremely close, perhaps a martial soul fusion technique will be born."

"Aren't we close enough now?" Wang Dong blushed as soon as he said this.

"You scoundrel, ignore you. Hmph!"

Wang Dong turned his head away, but his mind was very chaotic.

What was Huo Yuhao thinking?How does he see himself?

Wang Dong felt that he was quite normal when facing other people, but once the object was Huo Yuhao, he immediately became unable to think.

But after this commotion, she temporarily gave up the idea of ​​martial soul fusion skills.

That's right, there is no extremely close relationship, and there is no blood connection, so how can they have martial soul fusion skills?
If they can have the martial soul fusion skill in this way, wouldn't it be possible to pull two random people on the street to form the martial soul fusion skill?

Unrealistic.

But thinking this way, Wang Dong felt a little discouraged.

Now, apart from classmates, attendants, and subordinates, what else can they have relationship with each other?

Huo Yuhao had already exposed his identity as a woman disguised as a man, but he didn't say anything about it, and let himself continue to hide it. What was he thinking?

Could it be that he is not interested in her?
The troubles of youth always come quickly, but when they go away, they are like camellias sticking out of the fence, stirring up the footsteps of walkers.

Wang Dong felt that he was a little overwhelmed with gains and losses.

But she couldn't stop herself from having such thoughts, so she could only continue to rely on, or even become attached to.

In short, let's talk about the fusion of martial souls in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong gradually felt his eyelids feel heavy.

After all, she still put in some effort today, and she didn't have a good rest when she came back, so she soon fell asleep on the side.

……

Poseidon Lake, the island in the center of the lake, and the shore of the lake.

Wang Yan stood here quietly, with an incomparably respectful expression.

Not far in front of him, an old man with disheveled hair and a very bad image was sitting on the ground very leisurely.

He was wearing what should have been a white robe, but it had turned gray and brown, and there were tears everywhere.

His feet didn't wear shoes and socks, and they were just put into the water of Sea God Lake, and he held a huge gourd in his right hand.

The gourd is purple in color, and it is unknown what material it is made of. From time to time, the old man raises his hand to take a sip, exuding an incomparably strong aroma of wine.

In the other hand of the old man, he was holding a roast chicken, and he didn't care about the oiliness, so he just ate the wine and the meat.

It seemed that the old man was contented, as if there was no pressure at all, and he was incomparably at ease.

"Old Xuan, although these students are still young and freshmen, their potential is already evident, and they definitely deserve our attention."

Wang Yan's words were a little anxious, and he even used the word "absolutely".

The sloppy old man called Xuan Lao swallowed a mouthful of chicken and turned his head.

Although his appearance looked very old, his red eyes were extraordinarily bright, giving him a heart-wrenching feeling.

However, the scattered and somewhat dazed eyes made him look like he wasn't listening to Wang Yan's words seriously at all.

"Has the original Martial Soul appeared? It's interesting." Xuanlao muttered.

Wang Yan seemed to have thought of something, and asked again: "By the way, Elder Xuan, the haired martial soul, does it count as the main body martial soul?"

At this moment, Elder Xuan had already returned to the way he was eating and drinking before, and he replied, "Let's just stick to it."

"The sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo should also be worth your attention. Moreover, they also possess martial soul fusion skills, so they should have great potential for future development."

However, after hearing Wang Yan's words, Elder Xuan shook his head, and said with a dissatisfied expression: "Hair? No way. You claim to be a theoretical researcher, so why is your understanding of the original martial soul so poor?"

"Ah?" Wang Yan's face was a bit bitter.

"Old Xuan, you know me. There is very little information about the Noumenon Martial Soul, and the Noumenon Sect has been hiding from the world. I really have no subjects to study!"

"Then I will teach you the simplest method." Elder Xuan stood up.

"To distinguish the strength of the main body martial soul, one must judge the importance of the main body martial soul to the body."

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(End of this chapter)