Legend of the Dragon King: The Rise of the Golden Dragon

Aolaicheng Hospital.

Waiting room.

An ordinary middle-aged couple kept pacing in the quiet room, looking at the door of the intensive care unit in front of them from time to time, looking extremely anxious.

At this time, the green light turned on, the door opened, and a group of white coats came out. Tang Ziran and his wife immediately greeted them and asked eagerly,

"Doctor, how is my son?"

"It's nothing serious. I just suffered a little mental shock. He has recovered now. You can take him back and just have a good sleep tonight!"

"This child has a bit of an extreme personality. You need to provide him with psychological counseling."

The attending doctor glanced at Tang Ziran and said angrily. They originally thought that something was really wrong with Tang Wulin, so they immediately used all their strength to prepare for it. After checking, they found that in addition to being unconscious, this guy's body was actually stronger than a normal person.

Be good.

They learned about Tang Wulin's situation from Tang Ziran and his wife, and immediately understood that this little kid had a poor mental endurance, so he fainted. In fact, there was no physical problem at all.

"Thank you doctor!"

Hearing this, Tang Ziran and his wife breathed a sigh of relief, and their red eyes recovered.

After the attending doctor left, the two people hurriedly entered the room!

On the hospital bed, 'Tang Wulin' or Wang Yan had woken up. When he saw Tang Ziran and his wife arriving, he immediately called out, "Dad, Mom."

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth were slightly curved, evoking a smile like the sun. The warm sunlight shone on his face through the glass of the window, setting off each other, making him look extremely quiet, elegant and comforting.

In the battle in the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Yan won the final victory.

Although Tang San Sanshen's nature was high and his combat power was strong, the amount of his divine power was far inferior to that of Wang Yan, who controlled the essence of the Golden Dragon King. He was soon distracted by Wang Yan's clone strategy.

Finally, Wang Yan broke through all the seals and killed Tang San's distraction.

Without the protection of Tang Sanshen, Tang Wulin's consciousness collapsed directly.

Lang Yue rushed over and hugged Tang Wulin directly, "Linlin, how do you feel now?"

Looking at Lang Yue's haggard face, Wang Yan's heart moved slightly, "I'm fine!"

He pulled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and showed off his biceps to show that he was in good health.

Seeing this, Tang Ziran smiled and scolded, "Wulin, why are you so stupid? If the martial spirit is destroyed, the martial spirit is destroyed. Is there anything unacceptable?"

"If you awaken your soul power, you still have a chance to become a soul master."

"Um!"

Hearing Tang Ziran's comfort, Wang Yan nodded without retorting. In fact, he didn't care about the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit at all. After all, he controlled all the essence of the Golden Dragon King. As long as he slowly absorbed and refined it, becoming a god would not be a problem.

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The two continued to exchange greetings, and Wang Yan listened quietly.

"From now on, my name will be Tang Wulin!"

Seeing the caring Tang Ziran and his wife, Wang Yan felt warm in his heart and decided to bear Tang Wulin's identity first.

Anyway, his soul needs a carrier, so let’s use this one first!

Because he was an orphan in his previous life, Wang Yan was extremely eager to have a family relationship and to be cared for.

Seeing that there was indeed no problem with 'Tang Wulin', Tang Ziran and his wife immediately left the hospital with their son. After all, the hospital's housing fee was still a bit expensive for them.

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The next day, Wang Yan had completely recovered, and used his powerful soul power to control the essence of the Golden Dragon King in his body to slowly strengthen his body. It could be said that every breath became stronger.

After breakfast, he started going to school assuming his identity as Tang Wulin.

According to the regulations of the Sun and Moon Federation, children can enter school after six years of age. They first study in a junior college for three years, and then can enter a secondary college for six years with a recommendation letter from the junior college. A total of nine years are compulsory education, and no tuition is required.

After nine years, you will be admitted to a senior college. There are two ways, one is to pass the exam with excellent grades, and the other is to spend money to enter. If you can't pass the exam and don't get money, you can only go to some technical colleges.

It is very similar to the modern education model.

Tang Wulin, as a soul master selected from a thousand, is naturally different from ordinary students. He entered the soul master class.

Since Aolai City is too small, there are very few people who have awakened their soul power. For this session, Red Mountain College only recruited fifteen students who have awakened their accompanying soul power. This is actually not a bad situation!

"Hey, boy, what is your martial spirit?"

Just as Tang Wulin was looking around the classroom curiously, a childish voice suddenly sounded. Tang Wulin looked up and found a chubby little fat man.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

Not bothering to talk nonsense, he flipped his right hand and directly summoned the martial spirit.

Strands of blue silver grass covered with golden patterns emerged from the palm of the hand, shining with gold and blue light, looking very strange.

Different from what Tang Wulin looked like when he first gained his martial spirit, Tang Wulin's blue silver grass martial spirit had now changed drastically due to the slow strengthening of the Golden Dragon King's blood energy.

First of all, the diameter has grown from one finger to three fingers, and the length has also been greatly increased. It can extend up to ten meters. As for its toughness, it is not far behind the century-level vine-like soul beasts.

It can be said that at this time, Tang Wulin's martial spirit truly took on the appearance of the top plant-based martial spirit, Blue Silver Emperor.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Looking at Tang Wulin's gorgeous martial spirit, the little fat man Wan Chao was almost blinded by the flash. After seeing it clearly, he said with disdain, "Oh, waste the martial spirit!"

Seeing the little fat man turn around and leave with contempt, Tang Wulin was speechless: This is the Blue Silver Grass passed down from the God King with the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor. Once the blood is activated, it will be the top control-type martial spirit?

This damn fat guy doesn’t know how to appreciate anything?

However, Tang Wulin did not explain. Instead, he grabbed the other party and asked, "Fat man, what is your martial spirit?"

With such a high level of vision, the martial arts spirit should be pretty good!

Upon hearing Tang Wulin's words, Wan Chao turned his head, looked sullen, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly, "Don't call me fat!"

"My name is Wan Chao, and my future goal is to become the Sword God Douluo."

"good."

Tang Wulin nodded and continued to ask, "Fat man, what is your martial spirit?"

"Ah! I will fight with you!"

Hearing this, Wan Chao became angry instantly. He hated people calling him fat man! This kid actually insisted on calling him fat man twice!

In anger, Wan Chao summoned the martial spirit.

I saw him wave his right hand, a cold light lit up in his hand, and a short knife appeared.

Later, Wan Chao stabbed Tang Wulin in the arm with a short knife, wanting to teach him a lesson.

Seeing this, Tang Wu frowned slightly, raised his palm, circulated his energy and blood, and pieces of golden scales appeared, and his right hand quickly turned into the form of a golden dragon claw.

After being tempered by the essence of the Golden Dragon King, Tang Wulin has already controlled the Golden Dragon Claw in advance, and his strength has increased dramatically. Although his soul power is still at level three, it is not a problem to beat the average great soul master!

"Snapped!"

He waved his hand, ignoring the sharp edge of the dagger, and directly knocked Wan Chao's spirit away.

"ah!"

Wan Chao was shocked when he saw this. He looked at Tang Wulin's hand and said angrily, "You are lying, your martial spirit is not Blue Silver Grass!"

In Wan Chao's eyes, the Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master was a notorious waste. How could he possibly defeat him, the future Sword God Douluo?

The next moment, Tang Wulin punched Wan Chao in the eye.

He tried his best to restrain his strength, but Wan Chao was still knocked backwards and knocked over three tables.

"Well done!"

"so amazing!"

"Little fat man, don't be afraid, get up and continue beating."

"Go ahead! Fatty, I bet you will win!"

Seeing this, everyone gathered around to watch, as if they were just watching the fun and didn't mind it being a big deal.

"Wow!"

Amid the shouts of his classmates, it took a while for Wan Chao to get up with dark eyes, looking at Tang Wulin with a frustrated look on his face, tears pouring down like a torrential rain.

Seeing this scene, Tang Wulin was stunned, and felt a great sense of guilt in his heart: It's over, I beat the crying child!

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