Chapter 196 Teacher, please let me switch to the second martial spirit

"Xiao Gang, why don't you go back and have a rest first?" Liu Erlong came over from a distance with the morning in his hand. Looking at the haggard and slovenly master, he said worriedly: "You are waiting like this It’s not a big deal, it’ll be fine once Xiaosan figures it out on his own.”

"While you are worried about Tang San, you should also pay more attention to your body."

Hearing this, the master waved his hand and refused, saying, "Erlong, I know you are good to me, but you don't know Xiaosan's character. His self-esteem and competitiveness are extremely strong, and it's a little uncomfortable." It’s hard to think about things seriously.”

"If his path as a soul master has always been smooth and smooth, it would be okay, but if he suffers successive setbacks and blows, it will definitely leave an indelible psychological shadow for a child with high self-esteem like him. I'm afraid now. , afraid that he would do something dangerous and extreme.”

"It's okay for me as a teacher, but if my life is ruined because of his impulsiveness, wouldn't I be a failure as a teacher?"

Hearing the master's explanation, Liu Erlong also felt a hint of anger in his heart, and said in a bad tone: "Xiao Gang, who is this Cheng Xiao? Why does he keep giving Tang San a hard time?"

"Moreover, how did he get together with Dugu Bo? Even his soul power level is terrifying. At a young age, he has already exceeded level 50. Is this really something that humans can do?"

In Liu Erlong's view, Tang San was already the best among soul masters of his age, but now, a more terrifying existence appeared than Tang San. This made her doubtful and felt very unreal at the same time. .

How old is Cheng Xiao? At this age, he has reached the Soul King level, and he is not at the beginning of level 50, but more than level 50. Could it be that he has taken the secret medicine that overdraws his life?

"Huh? Who knows where he comes from? Let me tell you, Cheng Xiao is definitely a disciple of that super power who never comes out. At the beginning, he entered the junior soul master academy like Tang San, and he was also a part-time student. "Sir, do you believe that a young soul master with no background can practice to this level?" The master snorted coldly, although there was disdain in his words, he was probably more envious.

He was so envious of such young geniuses. The words "level 50" at the age of fourteen were too dazzling. For a great soul master like him who was nearly half a century old but still hadn't broken through level 30, it was really a big blow. .

Just after the master finished speaking, there was a creak, and the door that had been tightening was opened, and Tang San dragged his tired body out. Perhaps it was because he had never seen the sun. When the dazzling sunlight spread all over his body, He suddenly felt like fainting.

Fortunately, the Xuantian Technique in his body was operating at the critical moment, so Tang San didn't faint.

The moment he saw Tang San, the master came to Tang San excitedly, patted the latter's shoulder with his generous palm, and said comfortingly: "Xiao San, you have figured it out. Teacher, I have been waiting for you outside for a long time, for fear that You can’t figure out what stupid thing to do.”

"Teacher, I have a question to ask you. I wonder if you can answer it for my disciple." Tang San raised his head and asked with a forced smile on his face.

"Don't worry, mistress, let alone a question, even if it is a hundred questions, the teacher will answer it for you." Hearing this, the master was extremely confident and said, patting his chest.

Seeing the master's appearance, Tang San hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said with the last glimmer of hope: "Teacher, is Blue Silver Grass really a useless martial spirit? It really doesn't have anything that can resist the powerful martial spirit. Ability?"

"Xiao San, the teacher can't bear to lie to you." The master looked into Tang San's eyes and said helplessly: "To be honest, Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial spirit. It's only because of you that Blue Silver Grass becomes so powerful. "

Halfway through his words, he seemed to feel that his words were a bit harsh. The master coughed and said comfortingly: "But don't worry, mistress, even if Lan Yincao is a useless martial soul, the teacher can still train you into a peerless genius."

"Besides, as long as your soul power level gradually increases, and when you cultivate the second martial soul, all of which are Haotian Hammers with ten thousand year soul rings, who else will be your opponent? By then, you will be Haotian Hammer. Tianzong’s new Haotian Douluo!”

"Do we still have to rely on the Clear Sky Hammer?" The master's words undoubtedly shattered Tang San's last illusion.

Even his teacher believed that Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial spirit. Only by relying on the second martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, could he become stronger. So why didn't he choose the Clear Sky Hammer in the first place? Instead choose the weaker Bluesilver Grass?

Tang San knew clearly that it was because of his father's words that he should use the hammer in his left hand to protect the grass in his right hand, but only now did he understand how he could protect a useless weapon like Blue Silver Grass if he was not strong enough. soul?

In other words, what does Lan Yin Cao need to protect if he is a useless martial spirit? Even if you want to protect, why not practice the Clear Sky Hammer? This is a very contradictory thing in itself. It is necessary to protect the Blue Silver Grass but cannot practice the Clear Sky Hammer.

So what does he do to protect Bluesilver Grass? Relying on Blue Silver Grass to protect Blue Silver Talent? Is this really realistic?

"Teacher..." Tang San raised his head and said with firm eyes: "I have figured out that as long as I practice the second martial spirit, I can defeat Cheng Xiao. Therefore, I plan to cultivate the second martial spirit and ask the teacher to help me. disciple!"

"What did you say?" Hearing this, the master flew into a rage. He pressed Tang San's shoulders with both hands and asked, "Xiao San, are you crazy? Have you forgotten what your father said to you?"

"Practicing the Clear Sky Hammer now, are you going to disappoint your father's expectations of you?"

How could the master not be anxious when he heard Tang San's choice? If Tang San was allowed to practice the Clear Sky Hammer, all his efforts would be wasted, and it would even cause a series of problems, such as the additional spirit ring causing the body to collapse and unable to be solved, which would simply be courting death!

"But teacher, if I don't practice the second martial soul, how can I defeat Cheng Xiao? If I don't practice the second martial soul, how can I lead Shrek to win the championship? If I don't practice the second martial soul, how can I prove to the world the importance of your martial soul theory?" Facing the master's questioning, Tang San, who had always been obedient, was excited at this moment.

He really wanted to win, to regain everything he had lost, to regain his sense of honor as a disciple of the Tang Sect. Only by defeating Cheng Xiao and winning the championship of the All-Continental High-Level Spirit Master Elite Competition could he fulfill the expectations of his teacher and father, and only in this way could he regain his lost dignity!

However, the master shook his head and said, "Xiao San, do you think the teacher really values ​​those so-called fame and fortune? If you think of the teacher like this, then you are really wrong."

Looking at the somewhat dazed Tang San, the master continued: "Xiao San, the teacher knows your difficulties, but have you ever thought that if you give up halfway, what will your previous years of hard work count for?"

"You can not care about yourself, but the teacher can't. As the teacher's apprentice, don't you even understand this simple truth?" (End of this chapter)