Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 13 I didn’t expect yours to become so big.

"What is your soul ring? Can you let me see it?"

Yu Xiaogang asked curiously, suppressing the urge to let Luo Sanpao kill Mo Lang.

As for letting Mo Lang take him away and leaving Tang San here alone, he didn't feel at ease, so he might as well let Mo Lang stay here.

He can still hold on.

After all, Tang San was his lifelong hope.

Even if he dies, nothing can happen to Tang San.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Xiaosan will detoxify. Just wait until he wakes up to help you detoxify. As for my martial arts, you'd better not look at it. Your current situation is not suitable for looking at it."

Mo Lang was afraid that as soon as his ten thousand year martial soul was revealed, Yu Xiaogang would collapse.

After all, as a theoretically invincible being, he spent most of his life studying martial arts before he figured out that the highest limit of the first soul ring was 423 years, and the highest limit of the second soul ring was only 764 years.

If he saw that his first and second soul rings were both ten thousand year soul rings, he would probably split them apart.

This is like a group of senior talents discussing whether a drop of water will fall back from a high place and kill someone.

Suddenly, a passing sweeper said with confusion on his face: "Have you never been wet in the rain?"

It directly made all the top students doubt their lives on the spot.

I have been studying for thirty years, and yet every sweeper is so good?

Study your fucking stinky hi!

"Not suitable for viewing? What do you mean? Who do you look down on?"

Yu Xiaogang's temper got worse, he pointed at Tang San and said: "See, this is a four-hundred-year-old spirit ring, the highest limit of the first spirit ring. Even if you are powerful, you can't be a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, right?"

?”

Mo Lang turned to look at Yu Xiaogang, are you a great prophet?

"I really have a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

Mo Lang knew that since he was going to be seen by others, he might as well be more relaxed.

Anyway, he had already thought of how to explain it.

My master said that my mutated soul power is so awesome.

So...

Two dark soul rings emerged around Mo Lang.

When the first black soul ring appeared, a screen appeared.

A stone monkey stands tall on the sky, with golden eyes, holding a huge stick, pointing at the sky and roaring something!

When the second black soul ring appeared, the same picture appeared.

A huge ape with one black eye and one white eye, like Yin and Yang, also holds a huge stick in his hand to stir the water of the Tianhe River!

Obviously these two soul rings have a lot to do with each other!

But Yu Xiaogang frowned, why hadn't he seen these two monkey spirit beasts?

Although it is a bit like the Titan apes, it is not like them.

etc!

Looking at the shiny black soul ring, Yu Xiao just realized...

Damn it!

These are two damn thousand-year soul rings!

How can this be!

How could this kid's first and second soul rings be ten thousand year soul rings?!

Is it possible that all my previous research was in vain?

Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, but the fact happened in front of him, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

Yu Xiaogang collapsed.

Looking at Tang San who had absorbed a hundred-year spirit ring, what would Tang San think of himself if he knew that Mo Lang had directly absorbed a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, while he only had a hundred-year spirit ring?

Think of this.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to untie the cloth strap on his right arm, and he might as well be poisoned to death.

"Master, don't be excited. This is all caused by my mutated soul power. Your research is still correct!"

Seeing that the desire to live was gone from Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Mo Lang quickly explained: "I'm just simply gifted."

"Furthermore, I said that my title Douluo's qualifications and the ten-thousand-year soul ring at the beginning are nothing. There is no need to be alarmed. Calm down! Tang San will still need your guidance next time!"

Hearing Mo Lang's explanation, Yu Xiaogang's eyes regained their luster. He grabbed Mo Lang's hand and said, "I knew that my research would not be wrong."

"Yes, that's right, that's right, otherwise my master wouldn't say you are pretty good." Mo Lang quickly praised Yu Xiaogang.

If Yu Xiaogang died like this, I wouldn't be able to explain it to Tang San, and I always feel like I indirectly killed him, so I won't bear the blame.

"By the way, what is your martial spirit? Logically speaking, if your innate martial spirit reaches level 20, your martial spirit should be very powerful!"

With nothing to do, Yu Xiaogang became curious again. Anyway, he wouldn't die for a while.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's question, Mo Lang also thought that now that he had the feedback of the Ten Thousand Years Martial Spirit, he should be able to hold the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. He flipped his left hand and a silver needle-like Martial Spirit suddenly appeared.

At the Mo Lang Shou Center.

"..."

Yu Xiaogang began to doubt life again.

When will Silver Needle be able to reach level 20 innate soul power?

Is it possible that this kid also has twin martial souls?

"This is not a silver needle. My master calls it the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. It can grow big or small. It is a top-notch powerful weapon called Wuhun!" Mo Lang pushed everything to his virtual master.

Anyway, he said there is, believe it or not.

"Ruyi Golden Cudgel? Can it be made bigger or smaller?" Yu Xiaogang looked a little weird. There is something special about this name.

But is this a top-notch powerful weapon, Wuhun?

Why haven't you heard of it yourself?

"You haven't heard of it, have you? This is normal. My master said that it was probably an artifact that fell from the God Realm and turned into my weapon soul." Mo Lang said proudly.

"..."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Mo Lang's proud expression and wished he could say, I also have a baby that can grow bigger or smaller!

Who do you look down on!

But when he thought of his master's identity, he still couldn't say these words.

"I want to see how your needle can become bigger or smaller."

The master does not believe that there are still martial arts spirits that can change their forms.

"In that case, I'll show you, but be careful, I'm afraid of hurting you." Mo Lang had never tried to use the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"Hey, I am a great soul master, am I afraid of being pricked by your silver needle?" Yu Xiaogang said unconvinced when he saw that Mo Lang looked down on him.

"In this case, I am not responsible for hurting you."

When Mo Lang saw that Yu Xiaogang refused to listen, he had no choice but to be careful.

Because this is also the first time his bride has tried to get into the sedan chair.

He first condensed the Ruyi Golden Cudgel into his hand, and then imitated the Monkey King on TV and said: "Big!"

boom!

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel suddenly grew in size. Because Yu Xiaogang was too close, he didn't react at all and was directly stabbed away by the Golden Cudgel.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that the Ruyi Golden Cudgel continued to grow larger and thicker, and that Yu Xiaogang would be stabbed to death by himself without being poisoned, Mo Lang hurriedly shouted to stop.

Fortunately, the shape had become larger, but the weight was still so heavy. Mo Lang quickly put the Ruyi Golden Cudgel back, and then went to check if Yu Xiaogang was still alive.

"Fortunately, I only suffered some internal injuries."

Mo Lang carefully hugged Yu Xiaogang back.

Looking at the master's expression, he wanted to scold himself but didn't know how to speak.

Mo Lang said a little aggrievedly: "Master, I told you to stay away, but you don't believe me, so I can't do anything about it."

Yu Xiaogang's mouth was bleeding and he looked at Mo Lang helplessly.

I didn't expect yours to become so big, I almost sent me away.

(End of chapter)