Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

"Ugh~ Holy crap, you idiot!"

Mo Le, who had been knocked to the ground by the hammer, cursed under his breath, feeling as if his whole body had fallen apart.

He then slowly got up, supporting himself with one hand on the ground.

"Third Brother, what you just did..." He looked at Tang San with a deep gaze.

"Could he have used his full strength...?"

"..." Tang San scratched his head and turned to look at the sun that was obscured by clouds.

"Wow, the sky is so blue today, and the sun is really round, haha."

This is what Mo Le taught him before: if you encounter a difficult question, you can remain silent. If it's not a question I want to answer, I simply won't answer.

This guy actually tried to fob Mo Le off with what Mo Le had taught him, it was simply...

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

Mo Le angrily roared at Tang San.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing those four words.

Based on his observations of Mo Le over the past six years, these four words should be a unique way for the other party to vent their emotions, which also indicates that the other party is not really angry.

However, even if she wasn't angry, she certainly wouldn't let herself off the hook with her words.

As expected, after Mo Le stood up, his injuries were rapidly healing as the wheel behind him spun, giving him the strength to charge towards Tang San.

Tang San did not use Ghost Shadow Stalking to dodge.

After all, he didn't know Mo Le yet.

If I run away today and don't let the other party have enough to say, then I definitely won't have a good time for the next few days.

Mo Le didn't go too far. He grabbed Tang San's face and tugged at it a couple of times, ruffled his hair, and then let go.

"You damn brat... never mind, let's continue."

Tang San chuckled awkwardly at this.

He then picked up the Haotian Hammer and began to smash it at Mo Le with half the force he had used.

This time it was much better. After taking the hit, Mo Le, who was prepared, only took a few steps back and stopped.

At the same time, the spinning speed of the wheel behind him also began to increase continuously.

Mo Le felt that his physical strength had increased slightly, and his previous displeasure had been completely replaced by joy.

"Well done, try again."

Tang San nodded, then swung his hammer at Mo Le again.

And so it went, and after knocking dozens of times, the wheel behind Mo Le kept spinning, not because the adaptation time was long, but because the intensity of the adaptation was constantly being updated.

Demon Void: Take a few more hits, you'll get used to it.

Mo Le never expected that Tang San would somehow manage to create the prototype of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique by hammering away.

The Haotian Hammer slammed down on him with a loud clang.

Even Tang Hao, who was hiding in the distance and had seen a lot, was still stunned when he saw this scene.

Mo Le's physical body was constantly improving, which was like a piece of black iron whose hardness kept increasing with his strength to Tang San, allowing Tang San to thoroughly enjoy the experience.

This iron is incredibly strong!

Tang San, who made hidden weapons in his previous life, already knew some hammering and forging techniques. Now, he simply applied them to striking people, thus forming the prototype of the Chaotic Cloak.

After a long time, Tang San increased the force of his strikes to the limit.

Mo Le's roulette wheel also stopped spinning completely, and only then did the two of them stop.

One person improved their physical fitness, while the other enjoyed the tapping and refined their tapping skills – it's a complete win-win situation.

"That felt great!"

Mo Le extended one hand and made a fist bump gesture towards Tang San.

Tang San understood immediately and threw a punch as well.

This was something Mo Le had taught the other person before, symbolizing the meaning of good brothers.

For Tang San, who spent his entire life as an outer disciple in his previous life, a good brother like Mo Le was absolutely rare and hard to come by. Now that he had met him, he had to cherish him.

Outer disciples in a sect are always wasted resources unless they become inner disciples; they're not worth investing in and are just cannon fodder.

Just then, Tang San suddenly hissed. His arms were numb from swinging the hammer for so long, and this feeling surged up uncontrollably after the excitement ended.

That was the feeling of fatigue and muscle soreness.

From a scientific perspective, this means that after strenuous exercise, the adrenaline levels suddenly spike and then drop back to normal.

Mo Le looked at his opponent's drooping hand with some concern.

Tang San shook his head and simply explained that he had hit too hard and his body couldn't take it anymore.

Mo Le nodded; he was helpless in this situation... Hmm! Wait a minute?

The Demon Exorcising Sword of Moxu Luo is said to be composed of positive energy from the same source as the Reversal Spell. Since the Reversal Spell can be used for healing, can the Demon Exorcising Sword do the same?

Thinking about this, Mo Le felt that there was great potential.

In the original work, we didn't see Moxu Luo healing people, and the Demon-Slaying Sword was always used for attack, because basically no one needed Moxu Luo's healing.

Top-tier special-grade sorcerers can generally reverse spells to heal themselves, while low-level sorcerers are not even qualified to encounter Demon Void.

Although Sukuna... um...

How about... we give it a try?

Practice yields truth.

With this in mind, Mo Le concentrated his mind and condensed his soul power in his hand.

as predicted!

In an instant, a demon-slaying sword materialized on Mo Le's wrist.

It seems that the Demon-Slaying Sword did not appear when the Martial Soul awakened before, probably because it was the energy of the Demon Void Luo itself, or a part of it, and did not count as a Martial Soul.

"Hey mistress, give me your hand, I'll see if I can help you."

Tang San hesitated for a moment, thinking that his good brother would never betray him, so he reached out his hand.

Mo Le watched as his demon-slaying sword slowly approached Tang San's arm, silently thinking: Healing, I need healing, I need healing...

He was genuinely afraid that the Demon-Slaying Sword might pierce right through Tang San's arm.

Even if Tang San doesn't say anything, Tang Hao will still get angry and impulsively hit him with a hammer.

At that time, Tang San will stand in front of him...

In short, it will be very awkward and troublesome.

Then, the Demon-Slaying Sword began to glow faintly after touching Tang San's arm.

Seeing this, Mo Le breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems things are going smoothly; there was no incident of Tang San being pierced through by a single sword.

He was relieved, but the Tang family father and son were far from at ease.

Tang San felt his previously weak arm return to normal.

He clenched his fist to feel it.

I discovered that it felt even better than it did at first!

He then turned to look at Mo Le with a shocked expression.

Mo Le explained to him that the Demon Void Luo Martial Soul had healing abilities.

After listening to Mo Le's words, Tang San asked him, "You mean your martial soul has a strong self-healing ability, a strong adaptability, and can even be used to heal others?"

Mo Le nodded, showing no intention of keeping a low profile.

Having amazing skills is a waste if you don't use them to brag to your buddies.

It's like, if you own a top-of-the-line Audi A6, can you resist showing it off to your best buddy?

Oh my! How did you know I have a top-of-the-line Audi A6?

"How about that, isn't he awesome, Brother Le?"

Tang San nodded; this ability was indeed amazing.

If he had this thing in his past life, he wouldn't have needed to cultivate his Xuan Yu Hand technique. He could just soak in poison and become completely immune to all poisons. That would be a joke.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao, who was watching from a distance, was also wide-eyed. He even had the idea of ​​giving Mo Le a whack to see if the other party could handle it.

Is this martial spirit really that powerful?

I'd like to take a good look.

However, he only thought about it and did not take any action.

He was also afraid that if he struck with the hammer, Mo Le would really die.

My son only has this one peer.

If I really die then....

On the other side.

Now that the ability has been put into practice.

Next, Mo Le and Tang San, led by Old Jack, went to Notting Academy to register.

After traveling for some time, the three of them arrived at Notting College around noon.

Entering was smooth; the scene from the original story where the gatekeeper maliciously stopped people did not occur.

After all, in the original story, the gatekeeper looked down on the Holy Soul Village because it hadn't produced a single Soul Master prospective member for several years, and he originally intended to extort them.

After all, it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings.