Douluo: Peerless Demon God

Chapter 43 The Decadent Tang Hao and Tang San

When Bibi Sheng and others started training in the Lost Grand Canyon, it was the day of the martial soul awakening ceremony for another year on the mainland.

Each branch of Wuhundian on the mainland will specially send people to villages far away from towns.

"Little San, I have to go out again in the morning, don't forget about awakening the martial spirit around ten o'clock."

"Yes, Grandpa Jack, I understand. I will go to the mountain to find something." The thin Tang San closed the door and answered the head of the Holy Soul Village.

"It has been four years since I woke up. I heard from people in the village that this place is called Douluo Continent. Everyone can awaken special abilities and martial spirits when they are six years old."

"It is said that the martial spirit can be anything. The martial spirit is inherited from the blood of my parents. I don't know what my martial spirit is. I have never seen my father use this so-called martial spirit."

After Tang San and other village chief Jack left, he thought to himself that he came to a hilltop as usual, faced the rising sun, and practiced some inexplicable skills.

"It still doesn't work. I still can't break through the first level. It's probably closely related to the martial spirit in this world. Could it be that I can only break through after awakening the so-called martial spirit." Tang San put away his movement posture in frustration.

After staying on the top of the mountain for a while, I returned to my cabin.

Back inside, there was a sloppy middle-aged man sitting on a chair drinking.

"Dad, you're up, you can drink porridge now." Tang San greeted.

"Little San, is it the day when the martial spirit is awakened?" Tang Hao said in a decadent tone.

"It seems so. Grandpa Jack said he would come over and call me later." Tang San nodded and said.

Tang Hao was not talking, but was drinking wine.

Tang San stopped talking and drank his porridge silently.

Not long after, there was a knock on the wooden door, and Tang San knew that it was Village Chief Jack.

"Go ahead, martial soul awakening is something everyone has to do." Tang Hao said at this time.

"Okay Dad." Tang San nodded, put down the bowl in his hand, stood up and walked out of the wooden house.

"I don't know if it will be my Clear Sky Hammer or your Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, but so what, no matter which martial spirit it is, it still can't beat the kid from six years ago." Tang Hao thought of something, and his eyes His pupils shrank, and he drank in frustration again.

And Tang San followed Village Chief Jack to the Wuhun Palace, which was outside the village's room specifically used to awaken Wuhun.

Soon I saw a figure falling gracefully on the roof.

"This is a master!" Tang San thought to himself.

"Master, these are the children over six years old in our Holy Soul Village." Village Chief Jack said, pointing to the seven or eight children behind him.

"Well, come in, hurry up, I have to rush to other villages before it's too early." The person from Wuhun Palace said, then turned around and pushed the door open.

"I am your spirit awakening leader. My name is Su Yuntao. I come from the Spirit Hall. Don't be afraid of anything you see next."

"Martial spirit, lone wolf, possessed."

"Now please come forward one by one and let me help you draw out the martial arts hidden in your body."

"No soul power..."

"It's your turn." Su Yuntao said to Tang San with a slight tone.

"Yes!" Tang San followed the instructions.

"Something comes out of the body, it's amazing."

"This is? Blue Silver Grass that can be seen everywhere!" Tang San was stunned, he didn't expect that he was so ordinary.

"Hey! It's Lan Yincao again, let's test the soul power." Su Yuntao gave up hope. He didn't want to waste time at first, but thinking of the rules of Wuhun Hall, he still took out the crystal ball of the soul power detector.

But to Su Yuntao's surprise, the crystal ball shined with extremely dazzling light.

"This is! Innately full of soul power, how is it possible, but unfortunately, the martial soul is blue silver grass." Su Yuntao thought of Tang San's martial soul, and his eyes dimmed again.

"Uncle, what is innate full soul power?" Tang San withdrew his hand and asked puzzledly.

Su Yuntao explained, then issued a martial soul awakening certificate and left the Holy Soul Village.

"Little San, since you are so interested in soul masters, I decided to give you a spot in the village, and send you to the Elementary Soul Master Academy, where you can obtain relevant knowledge about soul masters." San introduced on the way back.

"I have to ask dad for his opinion." Tang San nodded.

Back at the cabin, Mayor Jack yelled.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao!"

"I heard it." Tang Hao came out of the bedroom with a decadent look.

"I wonder if today is the day when Xiaosan's martial spirit awakens? For such an important thing, other children are sent away by their parents. It would be better for you to stay in the room and sleep."

"Did you know that Xiaosan is very ambitious and has awakened his innate soul power? Even though he is a Blue Silver Grass, he has no problem becoming a soul master. So I decided to give Xiaosan the place in the village and send him to Notting City as a junior soul master. College, travel expenses come from the village." Old Village Chief Jack said to Tang Hao while crutching his cane.

"Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass!"

"No, who will cook for me when he leaves?" Tang Hao muttered to himself and refused.

"You, you really pissed me off. You are the most useless person in our village. You don't cherish good opportunities. Do you want Xiao San to stay here every day to forge farm tools? Do you want Xiao San to be like you?"

"That's a soul master. Our village hasn't had a soul master in many years." Old village chief Jack said in a rage.

"Old Jack, I won't do it if I say no, go back." Tang Hao sat down and drank again unmoved.

"Think carefully. There are still three months left before registration for college. If you miss it by then, you will really miss it." Old village chief Jack left a few words and left.

Tang Sanxiang said goodbye, closed the door and came to Tang Hao to pour wine.

"Xiao San, do you also want to become a soul master?" Tang Hao couldn't help but ask after taking a sip.

"If dad doesn't let me go, I won't go." Tang San said obediently.

"When the time comes, I will secretly run to Notting City, otherwise how will I rebuild the Tang Sect." Tang San thought to himself.

"Soul Master! What's the use of that? Let alone a useless martial soul. Even if it is the most powerful martial soul, what's the use of the most powerful soul master? It's just a waste."

Tang Hao looked at the fire of the forging furnace and still remembered the child taking the attack of his Haotian avatar with one finger.

Then with a cynical face on his face, as if a demon had descended, he destroyed the battlefield with a casual blow.

"Haha! Soul masters, even noble soul masters are just trash in front of him." Tang Hao muttered to himself and drank another bowl of wine.

"Dad, don't be angry. I won't be a soul master anymore. I can support us just like you making farm tools." Tang San grabbed Tang Hao's palm and said.

"Show me your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit." Tang Hao turned around and asked.

"Yes, Dad." He stretched out his right palm, and a blue blue silver grass rose.

"Same as hers." Tang Hao sighed secretly.

"Hmph, don't disturb me." Tang Hao immediately stood up and turned to enter the bedroom.

Tang San stared blankly at the person in front of him, knowing what Tang Hao must have experienced, so he thought to himself.

"Could it be that he used to be a soul master and then was abolished?"

　I'm coming. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)