Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 11 A talking ring?

"Come on, let's see if you have any soul power." As he spoke, Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball beside him to Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San controlled the Blue Silver Grass very familiarly and slowly retracted it into his body. Then, he placed his palm on the blue crystal ball. Suddenly, the blue crystal ball shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Spirit Hall was illuminated.

According to traditional tests, as long as the crystal ball shows a little reaction, even a hint of light, it proves that the tester has soul power. And the blue crystal ball in front of him is shining with such a dazzling light, there is only one explanation.

"Innate full soul power! This... How is this possible?" Su Yuntao's voice was trembling with shock. He looked at Tang San in disbelief. In his cognition, innate full soul power was an extremely rare talent. Now it appeared in this seemingly ordinary child, and it was also the recognized useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass.

At this moment, Tang San's face showed no trace of surprise, remaining calm as water. Having been reborn, he was fully aware of his innate full soul power, and everything before him was naturally within his expectations.

Tang San did not ask Su Yuntao what innate full soul power was like in his previous life. Instead, he changed his previous calmness, his eyes full of anxiety, and stepped forward and said:

"Uncle, where is the child whose martial soul is an eye and whose innate soul power is only level one that you mentioned before? What is his name?"

"Why are you asking this?" Su Yuntao was still immersed in the shock of Tang San's innate full soul power. He was caught off guard by Tang San's sudden question. He was slightly stunned, a puzzled look on his face, and asked back subconsciously.

Tang San took a deep breath, trying to sound calmer, and said, "I'm just a little curious. You said he and I have the same martial spirit characteristics, unable to attack, defend, or assist, so I want to learn more about it."

However, beneath this calm appearance, Tang San concealed a surging hatred deep in his heart. Whenever he thought of Huo Yuhao, his teeth would unconsciously clench. If Huo Yuhao had not stabbed him in the back, he should still be sitting firmly on the supreme throne of the God King in the God Realm, overlooking all living beings and enjoying endless respect and glory.

At this moment, Tang San urgently wanted to find Huo Yuhao's whereabouts and make him pay for his actions.

Su Yuntao shook his head slightly, with a helpless look on his face, and said slowly: "The child was injured and lost his memory. I don't know his origins."

After saying this, he paused, his eyes falling on the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, and said with regret: "It's such a pity. With your innate full spirit power, your spirit can be used as a farm tool with the blessing of spirit power. But this useless waste spirit Blue Silver Grass is a complete waste of your talent."

Tang San listened to Su Yuntao's words and sneered in his heart.

He knew very well that the potential of Blue Silver Grass was far more than what it appeared on the surface. How many people in this world could know what kind of earth-shaking changes Blue Silver Grass would undergo in his hands? But at this moment, he was too lazy to explain to Su Yuntao. His mind was still on Huo Yuhao.

"Uncle, where is he now?" Tang San asked, with a firm tone that did not allow for refusal.

Su Yuntao was somewhat displeased by Tang San's persistent attitude, but considering his innate full spirit power, he still said patiently: "He was arranged to recuperate in a residence of the Wuhun Palace in Notting City. I am not in a position to disclose the specific location."

"Hmm." Hearing this, Tang San nodded, knowing that it would be difficult to get more useful information from Su Yuntao. After thinking for a moment, he said to himself.

"Huo Yuhao, you ungrateful beast, don't let me find you."

"Although I have lost all my cultivation now, I still have the Tang Sect's hidden weapons at my disposal. With your current strength, it is absolutely impossible for you to resist."

…………At the same time, on a small hill outside Nottingham.

Huo Yuhao was undergoing arduous training. The hillside was covered with green grass and a gentle breeze brought a hint of coolness, but he had no intention of appreciating the beauty. He closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged on a large flat rock. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of concentration and persistence.

He followed the method Su Yuntao had taught him before, and tried to adjust his breathing, trying to calm his mind and concentrate his soul power.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could never gather that mysterious soul power within his body. Every time he felt he was about to succeed, the soul power he had finally gathered would dissipate like the morning mist.

"Why? Why doesn't it work?" Huo Yuhao kept shouting in his heart, his voice full of unwillingness and confusion.

He didn't understand. He'd tried so hard, following every step, but his spirit power seemed to be deliberately working against him, refusing to obey. His hands clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the strain, and his body trembled slightly from sitting cross-legged for so long, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao concentrated his mind again and tried even harder.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to make his mind reach an empty state, but the result was still the same as before, the soul power in his body was fleeting.

"Am I really not suitable to be a soul master?" A deep self-doubt surged in his heart, and a hint of gloom flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and he muttered to himself.

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to give up, feeling frustrated, he suddenly felt the black ring on his finger tremble. The vibration was so subtle that if he hadn't been so attentive, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Huo Yuhao was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked at the ring on his hand.

"Hahaha, what's so good about cultivating a martial spirit? In this world, if you want to improve your strength, you have to rely on the cultivation of predatory beasts. What's the difference between this and evil cultivation?"

Suddenly, a clear and loud laugh suddenly reached Huo Yuhao's ears.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's expression changed slightly. He turned around abruptly, scanning behind him with a hawk-like gaze, but he didn't see a single figure.
"Don't look for it, it's on your finger."

Just when Huo Yuhao thought it was an illusion, another clear sound came out without any boundaries. However, at this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes were already locked on the black ring on his right hand. Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Is… is it you who is talking?"

Huo Yuhao suppressed the fear in his heart and tried to keep his voice calm.

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