Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

Holy Soul Village is old Jack's bottom line, you can beat him and scold him, but you can't insult Holy Soul Village!

The young man was frightened by Old Jack's aura, and was speechless for a while.

Isn't he just an old man?

It scared me?

"Why, you are not convinced, you are not happy when I say you are beggars? Look at how poor you are!" the young man scolded.

Tang San's eyes moved with killing intent, the light in his eyes flashed.

[Xuantian Treasure Record General Outline, Article 4: Never try to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, otherwise it will be very easy to become a pig! ]

His left hand has already been raised, and the safety on the sleeve arrow has been opened!

Back then Tang Sanchao Tang Hao asked for a piece of pig iron just to forge the Xiujian.

Now that the Xiujian has been forged, Tang San hasn't tried it yet.

If this young man is lucky, he will be the first person to personally experience the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect!

As for whether doing so would expose Tang San?

Tang San was absolutely sure that everyone, including Old Jack, would not know that this sleeve arrow was sent by him.

But just when Tang San aimed secretly.

Sudden.

A hoarse voice came from behind Tang San:

"Okay, stop it."

The young man just wanted to ask the other party's name, and he greeted his ancestors by the way.

However, after seeing the comer, the young man froze in an instant!

Instead, it turned into a flattering attitude: "Master, you are back."

Seeing the great changes in the youth before and after, this contrast made Tang San even more curious about who the owner of this voice was.

Tang San looked back in surprise at the man behind him, known as the master.

The man called the master was thin and looked about forty or fifty years old.

The short black hair is parted in threes and sevens. It looks ordinary, but it gives people a lazy and decadent feeling.

The master ignored the young man at the porter, instead he extended his right hand to Old Jack and smiled:

"Old man, can you show me the certificate of Wuhundian?"

Old Jack could tell that this master had a high status at first glance, and quickly handed over the certificate issued by Su Yuntao to Tang San.

The master took the certificate and glanced at it, then looked at Tang San in surprise.

Tang San was swept by the master's eyes, he had a faint feeling that he was seen through!

"Prove that there is nothing wrong, old sir, on behalf of the academy, I want to apologize to you. Leave this child to me." The master said.

A soul master apologized to him, and Old Jack felt flattered, and quickly waved his hand: "No need to apologize, no need to apologize, it's my fault, I will leave this child to you."

"Little San, follow the master, you must listen to the master." Old Jack turned around and told Tang San again and again before he was relieved.

Tang San nodded, but didn't speak.

"From now on, you don't have to come here anymore." The master pointed to our room and said expressionlessly.

"Master, I was wrong, don't!!" The young man knelt down and begged for mercy.

The master ignored him, turned around and left, Tang San just followed behind him silently.

"Let's go in." The master smiled, and took Tang San's hand.

It's just that his smile is very stiff, which is really not flattering.

"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the academy." The master looked down at Tang San, and said calmly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say you represent the school?"

Tang San was puzzled, but after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something again.

"I see. You must be the principal or leader of the school, right?"

The master shook his head and said with a smile: "You are a six-year-old child, but you are very smart."

"Then you are?"

The master said: "I'm just a resident who eats and drinks. You can call me Master like everyone else. It says on the Wuhundian store certificate. Your name is Tang San, right?"

"En." Tang San nodded in response.

"You have to understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different. Don't call me wrong in the future, unless you are willing to let me be your teacher." The master's eyes shone with a fiery light.

"Are you going to teach me how to practice martial arts?" Tang San asked.

The master stopped, faced Tang San and asked: "Then are you willing?"

Tang San didn't answer, neither refused nor agreed.

The master smiled again, he was indeed a smart boy.

Not answering has two meanings, one is not to refuse in a hurry, so as not to offend the master.

Second, it is to use actions to ask the master, why should I worship you as a teacher?

"Sure enough, you are so talented and so smart. It seems that I will be persistent for a while. How can I put it, you are also the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years."

! ! !

Hearing the master's words, Tang San was taken aback, and the gaze he looked at the master suddenly changed.

Tang San raised the sleeve arrow on his wrist again, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

His father would not let him reveal the secret that he had another martial soul.

Tang San didn't even tell his brother, and now this master guessed it!

[Xuantian Treasure Record General Outline, Article 3: Make sure the opponent is an enemy, as long as he has the means to kill him, don't show mercy, otherwise he will only add trouble to himself! ]

The master looked at Tang San with some complacency, and said with a smile: "Are you curious, why do I know you have twin spirits?"

"I once investigated, among the 647 people whose martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, 16 of them have soul power, the probability is less than 3%."

"As for those with soul power, none of them can surpass the first level of soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul, the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. You should have another Wuhun."

"And it must be very powerful!" The master affirmed.

"Everything has exceptions, why can't I be a special case?" Tang San retorted.

"That's right, there are exceptions. Over the past hundred years, there have been 19 innate soul powers, and all of them have very powerful martial souls. Obviously, your Blue Silver Grass does not have these factors."

"The other possibility is that you still have a martial soul, which is very powerful and can be compared with top martial souls, or even top-level martial souls!" The master analyzed.

"But my martial soul is a waste martial soul." Tang San called out the Blue Silver Grass in his right hand.

The master smiled and shook his head: "I don't think there are waste spirits, only soul masters who are willing to be waste."

A smile appeared on the corner of Tang San's mouth, and he put away his sleeve arrows.

Only this kind of person is worthy to be my teacher. Just relying on a soul power test report, you can deduce that I am a person with twin martial souls.

Tang San suddenly took a step back, widening the distance between him and the master.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times to the master.

This time it was the master's turn to be stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Teacher." Tang San shouted: "Please accept me as an apprentice."

The master smiled: "Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow to the teacher? Don't you know that this is just the etiquette of worshiping the king and parents?"

Tang San naturally knew that he valued etiquette, loyalty and filial piety more than anything else.

"Teacher for one day, father for life!" Tang San said respectfully.

The master's eyes were moist, "A teacher for a day, a father for life, good, good, good boy, I really saw the right person."