Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 113 Who is this uglier than?

Tang San looked at the sallow complexion, pockmarked and bumpy face in the mirror. He stretched out his hand and touched his cheek in disbelief. The guy in the mirror whose eyes were inverted triangles and who looked like he was not a good person also reached out at the same time.

Touched his face.

Who is this ugly person?

——It’s me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

An inhuman howl instantly spread throughout the clinic. Lord Rongping and the surrounding paladins looked at the howling child, their eyes filled with pity.

Putting themselves in his shoes, several paladins shuddered.

Although the mainland has always valued strength and not so much about appearance, you still have to have a basic appearance.

When Tang San didn't wake up, the paladins just thought that this face was ugly, but he still looked like a man. To be honest, the people who worked at the bottom all year round didn't look much better either. Most of the paladins who came from common people had no idea about this.

That's a lot of say.

But after Tang San woke up, the paladins immediately felt that this man would need to wear a mask when going out from now on.

The problem lies in Tang San's eyes. I won't say what shape they are. No matter who has such eyes, all pedestrians will probably stay away from this person on the road.

Not to mention not being like a good person, I feel that those eyes are not what a person should have. Combined with Tang San's current appearance, the paladins think that the legendary evil soul master is nothing more than this.

To put it simply, if parents in mainland China want to scare their children from now on, they no longer need to make up stories. If you show this face, the children will definitely be scared into silence.

There is another possibility, crying louder.

Not to mention that Tang San actually looked pretty good before, but now that he's like this, no one can stand it.

What people fear most is not never having something, but having something and losing it. The sense of gap can make people crazy.

'What evil did this person do in his previous life, or what evil did his ancestors do, so that he will suffer such retribution in this life.'

The paladins looked at each other and came up with this idea unanimously.

"It's okay kid. Among soul masters, strength is the most important thing. Appearance is not important."

Finally, the Lord of Rongping City stood up and comforted Tang San.

Tang San didn't react. Seeing this, several paladins sighed and walked out of the clinic. Let the children be alone for this kind of thing.

After Tang San wailed, his whole person fell into a strange silence.

If you don't speak, don't move, or even listen carefully, others will think it's a stone sculpture.

Tang San actually knew very well in his heart that the so-called personal charm played a big role in his previous life as a god king.

In other words, that face plays a big role, and the world is so realistic.

Without that face, would the other six Shrek monsters talk to him? At least Tang San asked himself that he would have no intention of dating an ugly monster.

At most, if you have good talent, you will interact with ugly people, but you won't get too close until something impressive happens.

Not to mention Ning Rongrong, the young master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect who played an important role in Tang San's growth. He was just a pure appearance control. Without that passable face, who would

Ignore him Tang San.

After that, Hu Liena and Qian Renxue were even worse. Without that appearance, who would let Tang San go over and over again and take him seriously?

People would just think of him as a disgusting enemy with an ugly face, and it would be best to kill him as soon as possible.

Tang San, who had been the king of gods, asked himself that he was a perfect person, standing at the top of everything, talent, strength, wisdom, character...

Appearance was just an insignificant part of it, but it was such an insignificant thing. After losing it, Tang San discovered that appearance actually mattered to him.

Yes, how could Tang San not care? In fact, what he was most proud of was that face, that face that was more beautiful than a woman after awakening.

It's just that it's hard to express things like appearance, so he can only feel complacent, feel the admiring eyes of the opposite sex and the jealous eyes of the same sex around him, and feel secretly proud.

Over time, Tang San himself felt that his appearance was natural and no longer cared about it.

Lifting the mirror again, and looking at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror, Tang San remembered that his first life seemed to have the same face, except for the eyes.

After all, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang San spent his whole day making hidden weapons, a labor closely related to casting, and he also had to come into contact with all kinds of poisons and poisonous weeds. He could see where he was going.

In his previous life, the God King only had the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor to get that face that made Tang San proud.

'The bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor...'

Tang San was suddenly startled, yes, he still has the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline. As long as the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline awakens, he can regain his appearance, or even go one step further!

Thinking of this, Tang San finally recovered from the sadness of losing his appearance. As long as he waits until level 50 and goes to the Blue Silver Forest at level 50, his appearance will come back!

Although he was only a twenty-fourth level great soul master now, it didn't matter. Tang San thought that with his talent, he could reach level fifty quickly if he got serious.

Tang San began to think about what he had done to become like this. It couldn't be like this for no reason.

Then, he froze again, his eyes not only filled with disbelief, but also panic, fear, anger... Anyway, negative emotions could be stuffed into the fan chart.

"Come here, come here!" The cry spread throughout the clinic again. Different from the howling just now that made people feel that it was not human, this time the cry was full of pleading.

"What's the matter, kid?" A paladin walked into Tang San's room. Although this man was a prisoner before, he had experienced such a miserable thing, so he should be kind to him.

"Can you help me unlock the seal? I want to see my martial spirit." Tang San looked at the paladin with invincibility written all over his face, his tone full of pleading.

"Ah." The paladin was a little hesitant. He was not afraid of what the prisoner would do if he unlocked the seal. He was a paladin of the same rank as a great knight. He was not afraid of this soul master who, according to his colleagues in the prison, was not very smart.

What kind of fun can you do?

But I am afraid that this child will not be able to think about it. After all, the city lord just said that this is the degradation of the spirit. A soul master may be able to withstand the appearance of an ugly person, but the spirit that he relies on for survival has become weaker. There is a high probability that he will not be able to think about it.

Knife yourself.

"Please." Seeing Tang San's begging look, the paladin couldn't bear it.

"Okay, I'll help you untie it, but you have to promise me and don't be confused.

"The path of a soul master is unavailable. There are still paladins. We paladins don't necessarily need souls to fight.

"We in Camelot also allow reformed prisoners to become paladins."

As he said that, the paladin's hand had already been placed on Tang San's bald head, and several strings of obscure words emitting golden light began to gradually spread from Tang San's body until they disappeared.

Feeling the seal being released, Tang San couldn't wait to release the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, this useless martial spirit that he had been boasting about all his life.

Some things are fine if you tell them to fool outsiders. Don’t tell them for a long time, you will believe them yourself.

I just realized the problem I had during this period of time today.

There are too many narrations and running accounts.

I can only slowly change the saved manuscript from scratch.

(End of chapter)