People are in Douluo, there is no soul ring

"Release your martial spirit." Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, looking at Tang San.

The concierge's attitude towards this person was so respectful, he must be the instructor of the academy, right? Moreover, when he was looking at me, I always felt like I was being seen through... Tang San nodded, stretched out his right hand, and in the blue light,

A bluesilver grass appeared out of thin air.

"It's proven to be true, old man. I apologize to you on behalf of the college for what happened just now. Leave these two children to me. I will take them to go through the formalities myself." Yu Xiaogang turned to look at Old Jack and said

A little more gentle.

"No need to apologize, no need to apologize." To be called a master by the guard, in Old Jack's opinion, he is at least a soul master. Being able to apologize to such a person in person made him feel satisfied, but more than anything else

Terrified, he waved his hands quickly, then bowed slightly and saluted, saying respectfully: "Since the master is willing to help, these two children will trouble you."

After saying that, he reached out and patted Lin Manshan on the shoulder, then turned to look at Tang San with a kind expression, "Xiaosan, Xiaowu, follow the master in quickly. You must listen to the master on the way, and you can't be rash and cause trouble to the master.

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"Well, my grandson knows." Lin Manshan nodded quickly, "Grandpa, you should pay more attention to safety when you go home alone."

Originally, we had discussed letting Jason, the adoptive father, accompany us at home, but since the third child, Jackie, was getting married during the Chinese New Year, construction of the wedding house had just begun, and Jason had to participate in the construction and take charge. In order not to delay things, Old Jack made the decision.

People lead the team.

Tang San also nodded, but didn't speak.

When the young concierge scolded him that Lan Yin Cao was a useless martial spirit, his sleeve arrow insurance had already been turned on. If old Jack hadn't been so angry that he was ready to take them away, and this man named Master had spoken to stop them.

As long as the young man curses or moves his hands or feet one more time, a short arrow will definitely be left in his throat.

The Tang Sect's silent sleeve arrows eject very fast, and it is not something that ordinary people like young people can dodge. Old Jack is just an ordinary old man, and Lin Manshan is only a six-year-old child. It is impossible to see his shot clearly. There is no one else around.

, even if someone came to ask afterward, who would doubt the three helpless old people and children.

The general outline of Xuantian Baolu of Tang Sect is to confirm that the opponent is an enemy. As long as he has a way to kill him, he should not be merciful, otherwise it will only cause more troubles to himself.

In his opinion, if a young man insults an old man and then rudely calls his spirit a waste, it is already a recipe for death.

"Grandpa will pay attention." Old Jack smiled, warned a few more words, and turned to leave.

"Master, look at this..." Seeing Old Jack leave, the young man quickly turned to look at Yu Xiaogang with an apologetic smile.

"This is the first and last time. If you do it again, you don't need to stay." Yu Xiaogang glanced at the young man lightly, his voice hoarse and calm.

"Yes, thank you, master." The young man nodded repeatedly and stepped aside in response.

Looking down at Tang San, Yu Xiaogang squeezed out a smile on his slightly stiff face, took Tang San's hand affectionately, and said softly, "Let's go in."

After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Lin Manshan lightly on one side, nodded slightly, and motioned to follow.

"..." Lin Manshan, unable to complain, just pretended to be a little cautious and nodded, then walked into the school gate with him on the other side.

Before walking a few steps, Tang San suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, thank you."

What a familiar plot... Lin Manshan, who was watching the school environment, was slightly startled, and then said, "Thank you."

No matter what, Yu Xiaogang really helped them solve their trouble today.

Yu Xiaogang ignored Lin Manshan, but turned to look at Tang San and said calmly: "Teacher? I am not a teacher in the school."

"Then shall I go?" Looking at the two people who didn't care about him at all and sang along, Lin Manshan curled his lips and turned to look at the scenery again.

Until Yu Xiaogang's slightly emotional voice suddenly came from beside him, "You are so talented and so smart, it seems that I have to be persistent for a while. After all, you are also the third twin martial artist in mainland China in hundreds of years."

Soul owner."

"Holy shit, I, the third person, is still here. You just said it like that? You don't think that Tang San and I come from the same village. We saw Tang San awakening his second martial spirit during the awakening ceremony, or we were told that we have a good relationship.

Right?" Lin Manshan's heart trembled. He was absolutely sure that Tang San must have had murderous intentions towards him and Yu Xiaogang at the same time. However, Tang San was not only interested, he really wanted to fight. Tang San

He really may not be his opponent.

Although Nitian Xingxing is a swordsman, his boxing and kicking skills are not bad, and his moves are suitable for actual combat. They are all based on combat experience gained from ten years of life and death. They are not comparable to Tang San, a deadbeat.

No matter how good your skills are, how much combat power can you exert without being tempered by life and death?

Besides, he has been cultivating soul power for three months. Although his soul power level is not as good as Tang San's, his physical strength may still be above it. He has also basically digested the combat experience and skills that go against the will of heaven, although many of them are temporarily used due to physical reasons.

Not coming out. But it was more than enough to deal with the current Tang San. After all, he had already understood the offensive methods that Tang San could use.

The enemy is overt and we are covert, coupled with the information gap, this is undoubtedly a natural advantage.

What really worried Lin Manshan was Tang Hao.

If Tang Hao finds out in the future that I know that Tang San has twin martial spirits, will he kill me to silence me?

This is entirely possible... Thinking of this, Lin Manshan's heart suddenly condensed, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the two of them.

After listening to Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San was also shocked. His eyes looking at Yu Xiaogang changed again and again. His left wrist had been slightly raised, and there was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang still looked calm and composed, looking at Tang San all the time, and said with a smile: "Are you wondering why I know that you are a twin martial spirit?"

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang shook the proof in his hand and began his long speech.

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"Mutation can indeed make a martial spirit stronger, and even give it full innate soul power. But the vast majority of mutated martial spirits mutate in a weaker direction."

Speaking of this, Tang San's eyes became visibly firm. Seeing this, Lin Manshan quickly interrupted and said cautiously: "Teacher, my martial spirit should also be a mutated martial spirit. I heard from my grandfather that our ancestors of the Lin family were

There has never been a soul master with soul power. But my martial soul has awakened the innate third-level soul power, and the color is green, which is different from ordinary hatchets."

Dad said that my second martial soul must not be revealed to others easily. Now Lin Manshan has heard that I am a twin martial soul. The child speaks freely and may be exposed one day. Should I find a chance...

Tang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he still held it back and turned to look at the mutated martial spirits, just to see if this master really had something in his heart.