Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1162 The third martial spirit?

Bo Xian'er suddenly exclaimed: "Xiao Yi, put it away quickly!"

Her voice was distressed and a little anxious.

This exclamation was like a stone falling into a calm lake, breaking the silence around and bringing everyone back to their senses from their thoughts.

At this moment, beads of sweat had already seeped out of Xiaoyi's forehead, and it was obvious that the action just now was not easy for her.

"Put it away quickly, Xiaoyi!" everyone urged.

Xiaoyi's fingers trembled slightly when she heard that, and the dreamlike soul ring slowly dissipated under her control, and the ink-and-wash Tai Chi diagram also disappeared from her fingertips.

Bo Xian'er was as cold as ice and scolded, "Xiao Jun, what on earth are you doing?"

She was obviously somewhat dissatisfied.

Chen Xiaojun was a little disappointed. He originally just wanted to say it briefly, but he didn't expect Xiaoyi to start directly and cause such a commotion.

Bo Xian'er turned around quickly, hugged Xiao Yi tightly, and asked with concern: "Xiao Yi, don't always listen to this brat. Are you hurt?"

Xiaoyi bit her lower lip lightly and shook her head: "Great-grandmother, I'm fine, just a little weak."

Her voice was slightly trembling, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Menglin quickly took out a crystal clear pill and handed it to Xiaoyi: "Come on, Xiaoyi, take this medicine, you should feel better."

Xiaoyi took the pill gratefully, "Thank you, Grandpa Meng."

She replied softly, then swallowed the pill.

At the same time, Chen Xun was scolding Chen Xiaojun, "Look, you, don't you see what kind of occasion this is? You just act on your whim."

Chen Xiaojun lowered his head and remained silent.

He felt wronged and had no place to seek justice.

He said try it, but he didn't mean really try it here.

It’s because Xiaoyi has heard so much about it. He won’t say anything if he doesn’t want to, and he will be beaten if he does.

Seeing this, Xiaoyi quickly defended Chen Xiaojun: "Uncle Xun, I'm fine, don't blame Brother Xiaojun."

"I wanted to try it myself. I was too reckless."

Chen Xun was unmoved, "Xiao Yi, don't speak for him. This kid deserves to be punished!"

Chen Cong stopped Chen Xun at this time, "Xiao Jun just subconsciously expressed his thoughts. Since Xiao Yi is fine, let's stop here."

Chen Qiujun also echoed, "Ah Xun, you really treat Xiaojun like your own son. Don't forget, he is the young master of the family after all."

After hearing this, Chen Xun gradually calmed down. Yes, he had to save some face for his son, the young master of the Chen family.

So Chen Xun closed his lips and fell silent.

After a while, Xiaoyi's breathing gradually stabilized.

Chen Cong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiao Yi, can you really mobilize that black and white divine ring? And without entering the divine descent state?"

Xiaoyi nodded slightly and responded, "At that time, I was just imagining mobilizing the spirit ring and trying it with my spirit power. I didn't expect that I could actually mobilize it successfully."

"However, the divine ring instantly absorbed a large amount of my soul power, making me feel suffocated."

Shao Siming's reaction was too smooth, which hurt his body.

Chen Cong asked doubtfully, "Suffocation?"

Xiao Yi said in a cold young girl's voice: "Yes, He is living in my upper soul nest. My soul power was quickly sucked away and poured into my head, making it difficult for me to breathe."

Chen Cong understood: "So that's why you feel like you have trouble breathing."

Xiaoyi's veil fluttered as she continued, "Moreover, the divine ring absorbs a lot of soul power. Just that one attempt, it absorbed one-tenth of my soul power."

You know, one tenth of Xiaoyi's soul power is already a considerable amount. Chen Cong warned: "Don't try it easily in the future unless you are very proficient. You need to slowly practice how to control soul power."

Xiaoyi nodded and said, "Well, I was caught off guard this time. I will be more careful next time."

Chen Cong nodded: "However, although I don't know how high the upper limit of this divine ring is, the power it exuded just now is probably enough to rival the power of the title."

Chen Zixiu also nodded and said: "After all, it is a divine ring, its power is naturally extraordinary."

"Although it does seem strenuous to use soul power to mobilize it, this is also reasonable."

"However, with this foundation, Xiaoyi's self-protection ability will be much stronger."

Chen Xiaojun listened to their conversation and began to think to himself, "Let alone Brother Tianmeng's million-year spirit ring, Huo Gua could only use it without hurting himself after he cast the mental seal."

"Also, Tang San's million-year spirit ring. He was already a Titled Douluo at that time."

"Xiaoyi is only a Soul King now, so it is really too difficult for her to mobilize the God Ring."

Then, Chen Cong couldn't help but ask, "But by the way, Xiaoyi, how did you do it?"

"This is Shao Siming's divine ring after all. How can you mobilize it like you mobilize your own spirit ring?"

Indeed, the gods Shao Siming and Xiaoyi are two individuals, completely different beings. One is a high and mighty god, and the other is a human.

Chen Cong guessed: "Is it because the divine ring resides in your body?"

Xiaoyi shook her head blankly: "I don't know the specific reason. I just wanted to mobilize it, and then it really responded to my call."

This conversation was like a bolt of lightning to Chen Xiaojun.

His mind suddenly lit up: "Xiao Yi was able to use Shao Siming's magic ring for herself. It's like her own martial spirit!"

"So, the deity Shao Siming and Xiao Yi are really two sides of the same coin?!"

Looking back at the past, at that time, Xiaoyi, who had a purple gold card, did not have full innate soul power.

Her martial soul, the original evergreen ivy, although quite magical, was far less magical than his ten divine swords.

From this, he speculated that the other energies of creation that Xiaoyi possessed might have condensed into the deity Shao Siming.

No, it should be that there are two souls, Xiaoyi and Shao Siming, in the original body, and the system generates them separately, forming a human being and a god-level spirit body.

In short, the energy of that purple-gold god-level card is divided into Xiaoyi and the god Shao Siming.

Because of this, Shao Siming was able to live in Xiaoyi's body and coexist with her.

This also explains why Xiaoyi can perform the art of divine descent.

In this light, it makes sense that Xiaoyi can mobilize Shao Siming's magic ring.

An idea suddenly struck him, and his thoughts began to work rapidly: "Huo Gua's third martial soul is the Holy Death God, which was given to him by Alex."

"And Alex is just a wisp of consciousness, but Shao Siming has a complete soul!"

"His power is undoubtedly much stronger than that of Alex."

"Tang Wutong's third martial spirit is also Tang San's divine consciousness."

"No matter whether they are truly two sides of the same coin, at least Shao Siming is definitely capable of giving Xiaoyi a third martial spirit."

"Then can I have it in the future?"

This thought made Chen Xiaojun feel hot.

However, he also knew that this was just his guess, but it was very likely.

However, he won't say it now.

Let’s talk about it later when it’s confirmed.

(End of this chapter)