harleyscars Chapter 27 The astonishing wisdom of the master and apprentice is exposed by the Haotian Hammer!
Chapter 27 The astonishing wisdom of the master and apprentice is exposed by the Haotian Hammer!
Rainwater dripped continuously from the eaves.
Yu Xiaogang put on the black shirt that Tang San had just washed for him, put his hands behind his back, raised his head high, and said with considerable pride:
"Little San, you're not far from level 20 now. It's time to consider your second spirit ring. According to my theory, the maximum age for a second spirit ring is 731 years. I've convinced the dean that he's willing to help you hunt for a spirit ring in the Soul Hunting Forest. He's sure to be able to hunt that powerful Ghost Vine."
"If you choose Ghost Vine as your second spirit ring, I guarantee you will obtain a spirit skill that is much more powerful than your first spirit ring. This is a spirit skill that your teacher has carefully selected for you."
God King Tang San said, "Teacher, for my second spirit ring, I want to challenge for a nine-hundred-year spirit ring. Moreover, I don't want to choose the Ghost Vine."
"Nine hundred years?" Yu Xiaogang's face immediately darkened; this was the first time his disciple had challenged his authority.
If his disciple absorbs a nine-hundred-year-old soul ring, wouldn't that prove his theory is wrong?
"Little San, you must trust your master. The maximum age for the second spirit ring is 731 years. If you try to absorb the spirit ring beyond that age, the chances of failure are very high." Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes and then earnestly advised him.
Ignoring Yu Xiaogang's words, God King Tang San changed the subject: "Teacher, have you figured out what kind of spirit beast my brother's first spirit ring came from?"
Tang San's first spirit ring left a deep impression on him.
Although his martial soul quality was inferior to his and the age of his soul rings was similar, after he used his first soul skill, if only the soul skills were compared, his Blue Silver Entanglement was far inferior to his opponent's.
Not only in terms of power, but also in terms of tactical richness, we are far behind our opponent.
Moreover, a voice in the darkness told him that the spirit ring that Yu Xiaogang chose for his martial soul might not be the most suitable spirit ring for him.
He became Yu Xiaogang's apprentice for other important reasons.
He had unwavering faith in that mysterious voice, and with his extraordinary wisdom, he naturally wanted to use his theories and intellect to hunt for a suitable soul ring.
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.
He certainly didn't figure out Tang San's first spirit ring, but how could he admit it?
At first, he didn't take it seriously when he couldn't get an answer, thinking that he could definitely deduce it from the reverse based on his theoretical research.
It's almost there now. It's just that there's no concrete evidence yet.
He speculated that Tang San was very likely to choose the Jade Armor Turtle as his first spirit ring.
According to his theory, it is not difficult to draw this conclusion.
First of all, there are not many types of soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest, and even fewer soul beasts with soul skills that have a similar effect of 'hardening'. Coincidentally, the Jade Armored Turtle is one of them.
However, his guess lacked evidence, and the Jade Turtle conflicted with his plan to combine poison and control soul skills for his mistress, so he didn't dare to mention it.
Moreover, he couldn't guarantee that Tang San obtained the soul ring in the Soul Hunting Forest.
God King Tang San immediately knew that this was hopeless, and instead comforted Yu Xiaogang: "It's okay, teacher, I already guessed it."
"What?" Yu Xiaogang felt embarrassed and was about to say something.
God King Tang San said directly, "Teacher, it's the Jade-Armored Turtle!"
"What?! A Jade-Armored Turtle?! Little San, come and see this!" Yu Xiaogang was more delighted than surprised, and took out a thick notebook. It contained his analysis of the Jade-Armored Turtle.
It is also the result of his research over the past year.
Yu Xiaogang has a solid theoretical foundation and can be described as having read extensively.
Perhaps his theories are flawed, but his breadth of knowledge is unmatched by most people.
Although some of his theories were rather simplistic, he was definitely a serious and diligent person, and an excellent pen-writer. Therefore, he specifically analyzed the Jade-shelled Tortoise in over ten pages.
God King Tang San looked at Gangzi's notes and was shocked to find that the other party had actually caught up with his astonishing wisdom.
This is actually quite normal. After all, Tang San's theory comes entirely from Yu Xiaogang. Even if he has a photographic memory, his theoretical foundation still needs to be nurtured by Yu Xiaogang. It's perfectly normal for them to reach the same conclusion.
"It seems my teacher isn't a fool after all," Tang San thought to himself, because he discovered several points in his teacher's notes that he hadn't considered before.
His thinking was similar to Yu Xiaogang's, but he was the first to discover the change in his younger brother's martial soul form.
It changed from a light green to a vibrant emerald green.
Based on the changes in the form of his own martial soul after absorbing the Mandragora Serpent, he believed that his younger brother most likely absorbed a green soul beast, thus narrowing down the possibilities.
With the addition of his active hardening soul skill, he wavered between the two soul beasts, the Jade Armor Turtle and the Azure Steel Bamboo.
At first, he focused more on the Green Steel Bamboo, but he discovered that the Green Steel Bamboo's soul skill was to throw out bamboo leaves that were as hard as steel blades, and that the hardness was only due to the nature of its species.
Tang San's soul skill is to actively harden his spirit and change its color to silver-gray.
This is actually similar to the 'hardening' of the Jade Turtle!
With the principle of marking the target first and then firing at it, coupled with the fact that Yu Xiaogang's views coincided with his own, God King Tang San immediately made a judgment.
My judgment was indeed correct.
Unlike God King Tang San's decisiveness, Yu Xiaogang's theories and knowledge are much richer than Tang San's.
Although he also thought it was the Jade-Armored Turtle, he wasn't very confident. If he made the wrong choice and ruined Tang San's second soul skill, that wouldn't be a big deal. What he would find most unacceptable was betraying the trust of God King Tang San.
With Tang San's talent, even a dog could take off on a leash. He wanted to study him, but he wouldn't make Tang San his first test subject.
Now that Tang San has made his own choice, he can easily absolve himself of all responsibility. If he's right, he'll be seen as unfathomable; if he's wrong, it'll be attributed to Tang San's stubbornness.
Even if he chose the wrong spirit ring, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, Blue Silver Grass is a useless spirit; Tang San's true strength lies in his powerful second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer.
Therefore, Yu Xiaogang did not support Tang San, but instead earnestly advised him: "Xiao San, the reason I haven't talked to you about this is because Qin Xu's decision to have his disciple absorb the Azure Turtle Soul Ring is a completely irresponsible gamble. I haven't even figured out the specific effects yet. What if you absorb this Soul Ring and don't get the desired effect?"
"Teacher, those great figures in Douluo Continent, who didn't pioneer new paths? How could I, Tang San, be inferior to them?" Tang San said.
"The teacher still doesn't recommend it..." Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a moment.
Tang San said, "Teacher, my mind is made up."
"In that case, I support you. Leave the matter with the dean to me. As long as you don't regret it, that's fine."
Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly, but secretly he was overjoyed.
After Tang San disobeyed Yu Xiaogang, he felt a little guilty, but he did not regret it.
There's a reason he's in such a hurry.
A year ago, Tang San kept his distance from him. Apart from a few sparring sessions, he could no longer meet Tang San and therefore could not plunder his bloodline essence.
Although he had initial capital, he felt that the money didn't seem to last long. He had previously inquired about whale glue and found that century-old whale glue wasn't very valuable, but when he went to buy it, the price suddenly went up.
Hidden weapons aren't very popular in this world; everyone he met looked down on them. Even when he tried to forge iron, join mercenary groups, or sell poison, he was met with rejection after rejection.
So when he ran out of money, he ended up working as a blacksmith to make a living, just like before.
Tang San was completely unaware that he had fallen into the Truman Show, but he knew that the gap between him and Tang San was narrowing.
Tang San is different from him. With the support of the wealth from Qin Ruins, he lives a life of luxury and his physical fitness is almost approaching that of him.
With his first soul skill, he found it increasingly difficult to deal with him.
"Teacher, do you have money?" Tang San hesitated for a moment before asking.
Yu Xiaogang was slightly taken aback and said, "Xiao San, what's wrong? Having problems in life?"
Tang San said, "Teacher, I would like to borrow some money from you."
Yu Xiaogang blushed. He had been receiving the Spirit Master subsidy from the Spirit Hall, so how could he have extra money?
"never mind."
Yu Xiaogang thought that Tang San might be thinking of his younger brother. Recalling Qin Xu's immense wealth, he regretted not taking Tang San as his disciple. At the same time, he was worried that his disciple would be misled by bad people, so he quickly said, "Xiao San, don't be too concerned about material possessions."
"Teacher, I know. Although Qinxu is wealthy, its wealth comes from exploiting the villagers! Under the guise of doing what's best for the people, they enslave them, making them work themselves to the bone. I, Xiao San, would never envy such a person; on the contrary, I despise them." Tang San said earnestly.
"When I grow up, I will definitely not let such a person who bullies the people get away with it. At the same time, I will make him return all the money he got from the villagers."
"Good!!" Yu Xiaogang praised, "A true man should be like this. Your father was also a very upright and honorable man back then."
When talking about Tang San's father, a hint of envy flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He later learned that Tang San had suffered a lot before.
How wonderful it would be if the mistress were my own child.
I will definitely love him well.
Although the relationship between a teacher and a student is close, it can never compare to that between a father and son.
However, he knew that was impossible! Unless Tang Hao died, he would never allow Tang San to find another father.
"By the way, Xiao San, I know you work at the blacksmith's shop. I let it go before, but from now on, I won't allow you to use the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique! After all, you're surnamed Tang, and if you wield the hammer well, you're bound to attract unwanted attention," Yu Xiaogang warned.
"Okay, teacher."
Listening to Yu Xiaogang's instructions, God King Tang San didn't find it annoying.
Although the voice in his memory told him that Yu Xiaogang was not very capable, he had suffered for six years under Tang Hao's side, and Yu Xiaogang, on the contrary, felt a little warmth from his father.
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Nottingham is quiet at night, undisturbed by any storms.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye. Tang San's good fortune finally returned to three points.
Under the night.
Two figures were crossing the alleyways and heading out of Nottingham.
Their movements were erratic, pausing and turning corners frequently, as if they were hiding from something.
Qin Xu remained silent, and Tang San, trusting his teacher, did not inquire further. The two then left Notting City peacefully.
Tang San noticed that his teacher's expression wasn't very good, so he quickly asked her with some concern.
Qin Xu said everything was fine.
He was indeed tense and mentally exhausted.
With the current tense situation, and "Listening to the Heavens of Ten Thousand Lives" being a top-tier technique for gathering intelligence, he has no choice but to constantly listen to the commotion caused by that group.
I don't know what those gods in novels who can sense a person's true name are all about, but Qin Xu only listened to them for two days and then he started to have a nervous breakdown.
Most of it was useless talk, and some noblewomen would fantasize about themselves and say some outrageous things.
Even if someone scolds themselves, they just laugh it off and don't take it to heart.
Only God King Tang San truly caught his attention.
This little wall lamp has such an extreme idea.
He also had his own twisted logic.
What's more, his little apprentice was almost bullied to death by Tang San.
Thinking of this, a thought arose in Qin Xu's mind.
Are there any secret techniques that can affect the enemy without making a big fuss?
A Douluo system involving soul power is definitely not feasible; it's highly likely to be detected by a Title Douluo…
Qin Xu kept this in mind; he was determined not to let Tang San get away with it.
If this method can be developed using the Black Seal, not only Tang San, but also Jiang Fuhao and Jiang Xinhua can use it.
Positive emotions are hard to cultivate, but negative emotions are much easier to cultivate.
Speaking of Jiang Xinhua, he seemed incredibly powerful, but his fate was just plain bad; he was clearly a mediocre person.
With that thought in mind, Qin Xu led Tang San toward Holy Soul Village.
Firstly, it was to avoid danger; secondly, it was to investigate the traces of the soul bone.
Wan Sheng Ling Tian was not good at detailed searches, and Qin Xu did not have high hopes for it either.
However, his "Sun-Chasing Blood Vine" is, after all, the most top-tier plant-type martial soul. What if he can find some trace of it?
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at the same time.
As dawn broke, God King Tang San, carrying two buckets of clothes, was lost in thought. He hadn't seen Xiao Wu for several days.
That lively, lovely, and intelligent girl has become his beloved, both in this life and the next.
However, because of Tang San's influence, he did not share a bed with Xiao Wu.
Surrounded by bare forests and stark white piles of rocks, Tang San's expression turned serious as he considered his sparring session with Tang San that afternoon.
He cannot lose.
Suddenly, Tang San's expression changed slightly. He realized that he could hear footsteps behind him.
Notting College, on a large blue stone.
Zhao Qing's face darkened. He asked, "Has the other person not shown up yet?"
The woman beside her, Zhang Fang, confirmed, "No. They said they were going to have a sparring session, but they haven't been seen for days."
"Then let's arrest the person in front of us first. After that, we can do what Brother Jiang arranged." Zhao Qing frowned and then urged.
"it is good."
The two immediately made arrangements, but soon they discovered that dozens of blood flowers suddenly burst out in the void.
Suddenly, streaks of blood burst open, catching everyone off guard.
Before Zhaoqing could say a word, he saw his wife Zhang Fang's head shatter like a watermelon, with blood splattering directly onto his face.
His face suddenly froze.
Zhao Qing swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.
The space in front of him seemed to suddenly distort, and a tall figure appeared.
In the morning sunlight, the woman's fair skin was dazzling, like the finest Xuan paper. Her eyes were clear and calm, yet contained a murderous intent.
"Since he didn't come, it seems you're no longer of any use."
When Bibi Dong learned that these people were plotting against Tang San and the disciples of Qin Xu, she originally planned to wait until they made their move, then go to Tang San to ask for a favor in order to pave the way for him to join her ranks.
Let's also take a look at the quality of the two of them.
Since Qin Xu's disciples didn't come, these people took action.
Since these people were no longer useful, she had no choice but to take action and crush them one by one.
"There are some people whose strength is just right, but let's use you to test how this little guy performs when facing danger."
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong was definitely not a theorist.
Even her disciple, Hu Liena, had to undergo rigorous training in a death camp before becoming his student. She wanted to see where Tang San's limits lay.
Therefore, she deliberately revealed herself to some low-level Soul Masters.
At that very moment, a towering figure, as imposing as a cloud of ink, with bloodshot eyes, raised a blazing hammer and charged towards Bibi Dong.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
With a sickening cracking sound, Tang Hao's blood-red hammer solidified, and its violent power surged down through the Haotian Hammer in an instant!
The heavy hammer blasted away the turbid white air currents, instantly blowing away the surrounding houses. Pedestrians in the distance were lifted off the ground, their eyes glazed over, not knowing what was happening. But under this terrifyingly hot air current, their ears bled and their eyes were filled with confusion.
The mud beneath Bibi Dong's feet gradually developed spiderweb-like cracks, eventually turning into dust.
After unleashing a devastating blow, Tang Hao did not relax. He took a deep breath, and in an instant, his muscles rippled and undulated with the frenzied swing of his hammer, making him look like a mad god of slaughter.
Behind him, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red soul rings bloomed one after another.
He channeled boundless power into Tang Hao's body.
"die!"
Another fierce hammer blow was delivered, showing no mercy as it hurtled towards Bibi Dong!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The ground beneath Bibi Dong was swirling with dust, and the pit beneath her feet cracked deeper and deeper. Around her feet, the black mud crumbled into dust, eventually forming a pit a foot deep.
Smoke billowed all around, and the noise was deafening.
Although Tang Hao's attacks were fierce, his eyes grew increasingly uneasy.
Only he knew that with each strike, a significant portion of his power was deflected and dissipated by his soul force. In addition, his body had been damaged by years of indulgence in wine and meat, resulting in numerous hidden injuries. Having been out of practice for a long time, despite having the upper hand, he failed to create a fatal opportunity for the person in front of him.
He recognized Bibi Dong; she used to be his junior, but now her strength had probably surpassed his.
Hatred flashed in his eyes. The Pope of the Spirit Hall was such a brilliant and talented person. If he didn't die today, wouldn't the Clear Sky Sect be in danger of destruction in the future?
Thinking of this, he began to hesitate about whether to explode the ring again and unleash the Great Sumeru Hammer!
But once it's used, all your old and new injuries will flare up at once. Can you really survive it?
"what!"
While pondering, Tang Hao unleashed another hammer blow. However, this time, unlike before when it was blocked by something, it seemed to strike directly into solid ground.
"It's a success!"
The next moment, he felt a sudden warning sign. Years of combat experience made his heart feel like it was being gripped, and his body tensed up instantly.
Bibi Dong's martial spirit had already possessed her, and two sharp spider spears burst forth with scarlet light. She simply raised her hand.
Two spider spears pierced his throat as lightly as dragonflies skimming the water.
Even though he could clearly see the other person's movements, Tang Hao found that his body couldn't react in time.
He barely managed to block with his hammer, but Bibi Dong's spider spear was much more agile than his hammer. She had already found an opening and thrust the spider spear toward Tang Hao's heart!
Bibi Dong felt her mind go blank, and she fought almost entirely on instinct.
He had only one thought in his mind.
Tang San is the biological son of Haotian Douluo, a great enemy of the Spirit Hall!
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The battle raged on for an unknown period of time. Under Tang Hao's cover, Tang San quickly ran towards Yu Xiaogang's location.
He was panting heavily. Just now, he had unexpectedly killed someone who wanted to kidnap him with the Haotian Hammer, and then he heard his father's voice telling him to go find his teacher.
Tang San was confused, but he still followed his father's instructions and went to Yu Xiaogang's room.
"Xiao San, what's wrong? What happened?" Yu Xiaogang asked immediately when he saw Tang San's anxious look.
Before Tang San could even speak, he felt a jolt in his brain, his eyes bulged out, and he instantly fainted.
A tall figure emerged from the shadows in the corner, like a fairy stepping out of a painting, but her eyes lacked the gentleness of a fairy.
Her clothes were stained with blood, and her eyes were dull, like an empty shell.
"Xiao Gang, long time no see." A hoarse voice rang out, and as soon as it spoke, Yu Xiaogang smelled a bloody odor.
"Dong'er, good..." Yu Xiaogang's feelings were complicated. Before he could finish speaking, he felt a chill run down his spine.
"If only you lived in the past..." Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the Indian man lying unconscious in front of him, a look of panic flashing in his eyes. Seeing that Tang San was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He shielded Tang San's figure and said, "Dong'er, how have you been all these years?"
"Call me Pope, Elder Yu." Bibi Dong's voice was somewhat distant.
Bibi Dong looked at God King Tang San.
Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened; he was well aware of the feud between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall.
But Tang San was his only hope to prove himself. He could only rely on Tang San to shake off the label of "good-for-nothing."
A twin martial soul, one of which is a top-tier weapon martial soul—how could he miss such a powerful genius? And how could he let him die?
"Your Holiness, how about we catch up another day?" Yu Xiaogang said evasively.
"You really don't intend to say anything?" Bibi Dong was even more disappointed. As she spoke, she reached out to grab Tang San.
"Bibi Dong, stop! Whatever grudge you have, come at this master!"
Yu Xiaogang shouted at Bibi Dong, "Xiao San is just a child. Let the hatred of the previous generation remain in the previous generation..."
Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback, and the last bit of relief in her heart completely disappeared.
Yu Xiaogang, he knows everything.
He knew Tang San's identity and knew that Tang San would inevitably be his adversary in the future.
But he still did his best to nurture her with care.
He didn't even think about himself...
Moreover, the reason for training Tang San was not to discover the potential of a useless martial soul, but simply because Tang San himself was a genius.
"Elder Yu, do you know what you're saying? Don't you know his identity?" Bibi Dong said coldly, increasingly disappointed.
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly: "I don't care what Xiao San's identity is, I only know that he is my disciple!"
"He will surely become a formidable enemy of our Spirit Hall in the future!"
Bibi Dong's anger was hard to suppress, and her icy voice poured directly over Yu Xiaogang's head.
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, realizing that Tang San's secret had been exposed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dong'er... although he has twin martial souls, one of them is the useless Blue Silver Grass, which poses absolutely no threat to you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt his internal organs churn and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Call me Pope." Bibi Dong felt short of breath.
"I don't care whose son he is, but he is my disciple, and I will absolutely not allow anyone to harm him!" Yu Xiaogang said urgently.
"I won't kill him, but I'll let him and Tang Hao kill me another day, right?" Bibi Dong suddenly roared excitedly, her originally noble and aloof face now filled with resentment and distortion.
"Back then, I destroyed the Haotian Sect until they were forced to close down. Now that he's grown up and possesses twin martial souls, aren't you afraid he'll kill me?"
Yu Xiaogang felt a pang of reluctance, but for the sake of his future reputation and his grand theory, he said:
"He won't, Dong'er, I assure you. And his father, Haotian Douluo, as long as you don't touch his father, he won't cause you any trouble."
"I swear on my integrity. He respects me and will listen to what I say."
P.S.: Let me comment on Tang San's astonishing wisdom. His fourth soul skill, the Earth Demon Spider, and his ten-thousand-year soul skill, the Blue Silver Prison, I feel were less suitable than the choices Yu Xiaogang made for him. The rest are also difficult to evaluate. Additionally, the latter half of the first 25 chapters has been significantly revised.