Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

"Will this make up for the pain of losing my son? I am not the only one affected by the Tang Hao incident, but the entire sect. If he knows his fault, he should come back and commit suicide to thank the sect."

Tang San stood up, seemingly not hearing the seventh elder's words, and his originally sincere eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Although I don't think my father can be entirely blamed for what happened to the sect, but after all, my father was at fault and implicated the sect, so I apologize to you."

"However, your previous words have insulted my late mother, but I must seek justice. Seventh Elder, I challenge you to die without any regrets."

The few words he said were categorical, even though he looked ugly and had a mediocre temperament.

But at this moment, everyone in the Haotian Sect felt the strong and sturdy aura from Tang San.

The lanky seventh elder was stunned for a moment.

"You want to challenge me?"

Tang San said with certainty:

"Yes. Please give me advice from the Seventh Elder."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The seventh elder laughed loudly, and the wild laughter with its rich soul power seemed to make the entire Haotian Sect tremble.

"You, a junior, are worthy of challenging me. If Tang Hao says this, it's almost the same."

Tang Long on the side secretly cursed in his heart, if Tang San's father were here, would you dare to challenge him?

However, he saw that Tang Xiao beside him still remained silent, letting Tang San handle it on his own, so naturally he wouldn't say anything more.

He knew that this was not because his father, as the leader of the sect, was unable to compete with the elders, but that Tang Xiao was giving Tang San a chance and taking the opportunity to test Tang San's ability.

Tang San looked at the seventh elder quietly and said calmly:

"Don't you dare?"

These four simple words were like a slap in the face of the seventh elder.

The laughter stopped abruptly. As one of the five elders of Haotian Sect, this seventh elder had a very high status in the sect. Even Tang Xiao would give him a third.

How could he bear it when he was so provoked by a junior from another generation?

Just when the seventh elder was about to speak, Elder Changmei said calmly:

"Young people can be arrogant, but they cannot be arrogant. You have never returned to the sect, and you are not yet a member of the sect. I will not punish you according to the sect's rules."

"However, you despise our sect, and the sect will not give up. Where is Tang Hu?"

"Second uncle."

A sturdy man who looked to be about forty years old walked out of the crowd.

When he walked out of the crowd, the third generation disciples made way for him, which shows his status in the sect.

Elder Changmei said calmly:

"Just spar with him. Although the Haotian Sect has retired, no one can provoke him."

Obviously, he never admitted that Tang San was a member of the Haotian Sect.

A faint sound sounded in Tang San's ears.

"This Tang Hu's strength is not inferior to mine, and his soul power has reached level 64. Be careful."

The voice belonged to Tang Long. This third-generation Xi, who looked rough on the outside, was very thoughtful in his thoughts.

But what surprised Tang San was that the elder with long eyebrows actually glanced at Tang Long, as if he had also heard Tang Long's slurred words.

Tang San looked at Elder Changmei.

"Elder, if I win, am I qualified to challenge the seventh elder?"

Elder Changmei glanced at him, his eyes as calm as the ocean. On the surface, this elder didn't show any aura, but Tang San vaguely felt that he seemed to be more dangerous than his uncle Tang Xiao.

"can."

The seventh elder snorted disdainfully.

"Tang Hu, if you lose, I will imprison you for one year."

Tang Hu didn't speak. Contrary to Tang Long's wildness, this third-generation elite of the Haotian Sect looked very gloomy, with a face as deep as water, but his whole person was unusually calm.

He was tall but not thick, and he did not have any mood swings because of the words of the two elders.

Tang San knew that the opponent he was about to face was by no means an easy opponent.

The once most outstanding disciple of the third generation of the No. 1 sect in the world was by no means so easy to deal with.

"Tang Hu, level 64 attack spirit emperor. Please."

Tang Hu made a gesture of invitation towards Tang San. In terms of etiquette, Tang Hu was very elegant.

"Tang San, sixty-two level control system fighting spirit emperor. Please."

When they heard Tang San say his soul power level, the entire Haotian Sect disciples couldn't help but burst into an uproar. It seemed that Tang San was much younger than Tang Hu.

Even Tang Long only broke through level 60 at the age of thirty.

"Wait a minute, kid, how old are you?"

The seventh elder who was clamoring before suddenly asked.

Tang San turned to look at him. Although he didn't have a good impression of this seventh elder, considering the pain of losing his son, he could somewhat understand his mood at the moment.

"Just turned twenty."

The surroundings fell silent, and Tang Hu, who was standing opposite Tang San, twitched his facial muscles slightly.

Before Tang San came to the sect, although Tang Hao boasted for him a lot, it was only limited to Tang Xiao and a few of Tang Xiao's closest third-generation disciples.

As for the elders and the other three generations of disciples, they naturally didn't know his situation. What Tang Xiao wanted was Tang San's amazing effect today.

Just turned twenty.

A few simple words made the five elders move at the same time. The five of them looked at each other and made some judgments in their hearts.

The original Tang Hao was already hailed as a rare genius in the Haotian Sect, but this son in front of him seemed to be even more outstanding than he was before.

Twenty years old and sixty-two years old, plus a God of Death realm, he does have the arrogance.

Elder Longmei waved his hand and said:

"let's start."

The soul power level was important, but it didn't mean everything, not to mention that Tang Hu was one level higher than Tang San and had one more soul ring.

The higher the level of a soul master, the greater the difference in strength within one soul ring.

What's more, Tang Hu's martial spirit is the Haotian Hammer, the top weapon spirit that the Haotian Sect is blessed with.

He still didn't believe that Tang San could make up the gap with Tang Hu with only one God of Killing Domain.

The black light shone, and Tang Hu's aura suddenly became condensed. In the rich black light, the black Clear Sky Hammer with a hammer handle about three meters long and as big as a bucket appeared in his right hand with a thick black light.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black, six soul rings are arranged neatly and orderly on the Clear Sky Hammer.

As soon as the Clear Sky Hammer came out, Tang Hu's temperament immediately changed. Compared with the previous gloominess, he was now like solid granite, standing there without any flaws.

This was the first time Tang San faced an opponent with the Clear Sky Hammer. He didn't dare to be careless and released his Blue Silver Grass.

A piece of crystal blue silver grass appeared out of thin air like a long whip in Tang San's right hand. Under the strong sunlight, the golden thread in the blue silver grass was clearly visible.

"Wait a minute, his martial spirit is not the Clear Sky Hammer. Who put him into the sect? Where were the disciples who were on duty yesterday?"

The Seventh Elder shouted and once again interrupted the competition between Tang San and Tang Hu.

Before the disciples on duty came out, Tang Long stood aside and said calmly:

"Seventh Elder, haven't you heard of twin martial souls, a term specific to the soul master world?"

The disciples of the Haotian Sect are better off. In their understanding, the Haotian Hammer is the best martial spirit in the world, and nothing can compare with the Haotian Hammer.

But the expressions of some older third-generation disciples and several elders changed.

I was even more surprised than before when I heard that Tang San reached level 562 at the age of twenty.

If it is said that cultivation level can also be improved through hard work and luck.

Then, twin martial souls are talents, unique talents.

Elder Changmei stared at Tang Long.

"You mean, like the current Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall, he also has a twin spirit?"

Tang Long nodded.

"Tang San inherited his father's Clear Sky Hammer and his mother's Blue Silver Emperor. Xiao San, show your hammer to the elders."

The crystal blue silver grass was quietly recovered, and Tang San didn't even have time to release the spirit ring.

He spread out his left hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer, which was more than a foot long, lay peacefully in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, black light surged around the Clear Sky Hammer.

Those present were all direct members of the Clear Sky Sect, so they naturally recognized that this was the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Let the competition continue."

The long-browed elder waved his hand, but there was already a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The Clear Sky Hammer was replaced with blue silver grass, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black.

Six soul rings circled out.

There was a quiet rhythm surrounding Tang San's body.

"Be careful."

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, the fourth spirit ring on his body lit up.

Without any warning, sixteen sparkling blue silver grasses rose into the sky from around Tang Hu's body and condensed instantly.

Blue Silver Grass

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Compared with before, not only did Tang San's Blue Silver Cage require no preparation time, but each strand of Blue Silver Grass was thicker.

When the cage was formed instantly, countless spikes began to grow from the blue silver grass, piercing Tang Hu's body.

"Hey--"

Tang Hu roared, and with a swing of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, it hit the blue silver cage.

With a bang, the spikes piercing him from the front shattered, but to Tang Hu's surprise, the solid blue silver cage did not change at all.

You must know that his Clear Sky Hammer weighs more than a thousand kilograms, and combined with his own soul power, this blow is more than two thousand kilograms.

And he has already used his first soul skill to amplify the Clear Sky Hammer.

However, the blue silver cage is extremely tough and flexible.

Although the spikes were broken, he was unable to break through the cage in front of him.

Although Tang San had not awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, his years of training and absorption had made his Blue Silver Grass extremely tough.

There is nothing surprising about this.

After all, he majored in martial arts, although he was briefly confused during the soul master competition.

But under Tang Hao's guidance, he still returned to the right track, but the five attached soul rings could no longer be removed.

A layer of blue halo quietly spread from Tang San's feet, and the light soon enveloped the entire front yard.

Everyone in the Haotian Sect only felt a hint of vitality, but Tang Hu felt completely different.

The blue silver cage in front of him suddenly emitted a bright blue light, and the blue line converging inside the blue silver grass instantly enlarged. The third soul skill he had just gathered hit it and was blocked back again.

Tang San's hands had already been raised at the same time, both pointing in the direction of Tang Hu. Simply restraining the opponent was obviously not enough to win.

Tang Hu was very powerful and could not be hurt by the sharp thorns growing on the blue silver grass.

On the right shoulder, strands of blue silver grass coiled around Tang San's arm. Each strand of blue silver grass was only as thick as a thumb, and they quickly coiled around.

In the blink of an eye, Tang San's arm had been completely covered, and the fifth spirit ring on Tang San's body.

Soul power is still accumulating.