Chapter 22 Thirteenth level one-ring soul master

In the next three days, Tang San asked Teacher Mo Hen for a long vacation. He basically stopped going to class. Instead, he spent time in library management, reading various books related to martial spirits and spirit beasts, and testing his own abilities. Soul power, and the first soul skill.

Among them, the most important thing is to test another use of the first soul skill.

That is when he pressed the Blue Silver Grass Spirit on the ground of the playground, he found that the bottom of the Blue Silver Grass Spirit had roots as dense as a thousand banyan trees, taking root in the earth.

The coverage area can be covered within a radius of 20 meters with him as the center, and the rooting depth is more than 20 meters.

Moreover, with the control of the soul power, blue silver grass can grow in the area covered by the roots, forming a blue silver grassland, and each blue silver grass is a derivative of his martial spirit, which can Can be manipulated to extend elongated leaves.

In addition, the tenacity brought by the Thousand Root Banyan Tree is not easily cut by weapons such as ordinary swords. Even with the nearly unlimited energy supply of the power of the earth, each blade can extend more than ten meters.

Although Tang San's soul skills are still endlessly regenerative, once this Blue Silver Grassland is formed, the Blue Silver Grass can completely become a control-type martial spirit under his control.

Just imagine, his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit consumes little, is large in quantity, has long leaves, and has the strength of a thousand banyan trees. It can be controlled by him. Even if the soul master falls into it, it may be difficult to escape.

Isn't that a living target?

Tang San was very satisfied with this.

This soul skill derived from endless recovery was also named Endless Grassland by Tang San.

Because once it is activated, the energy to maintain the soul skill can be drawn directly from the earth without consuming his own soul power. As long as the main root of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit rooted in the ground is not destroyed, then his Blue Silver Grass Spirit will not be destroyed. Silver grass is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Just controlling all the blades of Bluesilver Grass within a radius of twenty meters is a bit difficult for Tang San at the moment. It can only be used to bind them in a general direction, but he cannot control each blade in a precise manner.

Because there are just too many of them.

"It seems that we need to strengthen the training of the Purple Demon Eyes and enhance mental strength. However, the time to practice this skill is limited every day. It is only a little time in the morning, so we can only take it slowly." Tang San added two plans, "Also, the control of soul power also needs to be very precise. Can we learn from Naruto's steps on trees and water?"

For a moment, Tang San thought of a lot.

But when he took back his martial spirit, he found that many bluesilver grass seedlings had grown on the playground. They were very thin, only thicker than a human hair.

But it is the real Blue Silver Grass.

"Is it because when I released my soul skill, the vitality that escaped affected the seeds of the Bluesilver Grass all over the playground, causing them to germinate?"

Tang San felt that his guess was correct. After all, after getting the first spirit ring, he was able to absorb the power of the earth. His vitality was terrifyingly strong. If it escaped, it would indeed allow the seeds of Blue Silver Grass to germinate.

"However, the blue silver grass in this playground has sprouted. I hope the work-study students at Notting College will not blame me for increasing their workload."

The time has come for the appointed day of battle.

Today happens to be the weekend, and there are no classes in the college. Some noble students are not in school and have gone home. However, the work-study students all live on campus, and meditation practice is relatively boring. If there is a good show, they will naturally come over.

Director Su, Mo Hen and the dean from the college also came to join in the fun.

Yu Xiaogang also came to watch. Although there was no fun in the fight between children, he might be able to find some good ideas, but he was standing in a relatively remote place outside the crowd.

He knew that his reputation in this academy was not very good, and those children were the most outspoken, so he could just watch from a distance.

"Xiaosan, don't blame me for not warning you, Sister Xiaowu will not show mercy." Xiaowu was possessed by the martial spirit, and rabbit ears grew on her head, and a round, fluffy rabbit tail grew from the back of her waist.

The yellow soul ring emerged, surprising the work-study students.

The dean said: "Is that the girl who is born with full soul power this year?"

Mo Hen nodded: "Yes, but whether he was really born a commoner remains to be discussed."

Director Su also said: "Indeed, it is impossible for a commoner with a martial soul like a soft-bone rabbit to have full soul power, not to mention that the first soul ring is a hundred years old. Looking at the depth of the color, it may exceed three hundred years. "

Such a soul ring configuration is still the first soul ring. How could this be a commoner?

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. He rubbed the stubble on his chin and felt happy: "Look at the figure of this girl. She is not very old. I didn't see her last year. She should be a freshman this year, that is, she is only six years old."

"Six years old, century-old soul ring."

"There is a high probability that he is born with full soul power. Even if it is not good enough, he will still be at level nine, and he is qualified to be my disciple, Yu Xiaogang."

While Yu Xiaogang was thinking about how to trick Xiao Wu into becoming his disciple, Tang San released his martial spirit, and a blue silver grass with silver veins grew out of his palm, a circle of yellow that was bigger than Xiao Wu's. A deeper soul ring surrounds the whole body.

"The martial spirit is indeed Blue Silver Grass." Dean Nording looked at Tang San with interest, "He is that Tang San, right? His appearance and temperament don't look like he was born as a commoner."

Director Su said: "He is really a commoner. He was born in Holy Soul Village. The village chief there is his grandfather. Otherwise, how could the martial soul be Blue Silver Grass? And before he got the soul ring, he didn't look like this now. He looked ordinary. , thin, with dark skin, except for the light in his eyes."

Mo Hen said: "It must be that the martial soul has mutated. After all, even if the ordinary Blue Silver Grass has soul power, it is only half a level at most, but he has six levels."

On the other side, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened when he saw Tang San's yellow soul ring, and he was extremely shocked: "The color of that hundred-year-old soul ring is definitely more than five hundred years old!"

"But how is this possible?"

"The life of the soul ring that the first soul ring can withstand is definitely four hundred and twenty-three years. It cannot be higher. My theory is not wrong!"

"But the color depth of the soul ring..."

Facts speak louder than words, Yu Xiaogang had to believe that Tang San's spirit ring was definitely more than five hundred years old. After all, he was born into the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, so he was still confident about the age of the first three spirit rings.

"This kid is not bad, and he looks a bit familiar. Is his martial spirit the Blue Silver Grass? It seems to be the same one I saw at the door of the Academic Affairs Office. He has changed a lot. Is it the mutation that occurred after he obtained the spirit ring?"

"Can the mutation of martial soul affect a person's appearance?"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang thought a lot, but there was one thing that Yu Xiaogang had already grasped, which was to find a way to accept Tang San as his disciple.

There are no useless martial arts spirits, only useless soul masters.

Isn't such a gifted child the best person to prove himself?

As long as he grows up in the future, he will no longer be a clown, but a true master of martial arts theory! Respected by all!

On the playground of Notting College, Xiao Wu said: "Xiao Wu, Wuhun Rougutu, a thirteenth-level one-ring soul master."

Tang San straightened up, neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled slightly: "Tang San, Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, thirteenth level one-ring spirit master."