Emperor Zhao glanced at the two of them, raised his head and chested, and walked into the circle that Tang San had let go like a proud little swan, and said:

"Of course! Let's get started!"

Jingguan got Emperor Zhao's answer, but Tang San still didn't believe it.

Although Emperor Zhao also sits on the stone outside the village every day, he is a cultivator!

And he once asked Emperor Zhao curiously why he also came every day, but the answer he got was that he liked to watch the sunrise!

Tang San hadn't found out that Emperor Zhao could cultivate, nor had he seen him cultivate, so he believed it.

Su Yuntao smiled disdainfully, did not continue to taunt, and wanted to wait for the results to come out before taunting fiercely!

As Su Yuntao began, Emperor Zhao closed his eyes and quietly waited for their shocked and adoring voices.

A long-lost voice also sounded in my head.

"Ding, Martial Soul Awakening!"

Emperor Zhao was excited!

System: What's that?

Super cowhide stuff!

Does the system give something cowhide?

Definitely six batches!

But...

I closed my eyes for a while.

What is that?

Soaring into the sky and rising with colorful light?

The exclamations of the crowd?

Why not one?

If there are also abnormalities, it is that I feel that there is something more in my hand.

After feeling it carefully, Emperor Zhao got a trace of comfort, and he also soothed himself in his heart.

"The last six batches of stuff will definitely be revealed, will be hidden, well!

The system certainly won't lie to itself!

Although it was still a little strange why everyone didn't make the kind of holy voice they imagined, Emperor Zhao didn't care about it at this time.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Su Yuntao's strange face.

Emperor Zhao chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly looked at his martial spirit.

"I... I... Holy!"

Emperor Zhao was very Cao Dan in his heart, gritted his teeth tightly, system, I trust you so much! You actually cheated me again and again!

I saw a black ball floating in Emperor Zhao's hand!

That's right!

It's just an ugly-looking black ball!

"Hahaha! Boy, are you still full of innate soul power? Let's not talk about anything else, your martial soul has no hope, and I haven't seen the martial soul of the ball, but it's the first time I've seen a ball as ugly and gray as you, hahaha!"

Tang San on the side also had a strange face at this time, looking at his brother Zhao with a little regret.

I thought I could have a companion when I went out, but now it seems that I am the only one.

Emperor Zhao stared at the ball in his hand, his eyes were full of grievances, like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged, but he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in his left hand.

I felt it carefully, but I didn't expect it to be a ball!

What do you mean by giving me two balls!

Do you want to give me another one? I can do acrobatics too!

Emperor Zhao roared wildly.

But after the system finished speaking, it disappeared.

Emperor Zhao was helpless, so he could only sigh, as for taking out the other ball, forget it, the province is even more embarrassing.

Raising his head and seeing Su Yuntao's villain-like face, Emperor Zhao said unconvinced:

"What's wrong with the ball? The ball can't be used to attack, if I cultivate to Title Douluo, I can still smash you to death with a ball!"

Su Yuntao was a little surprised, he didn't expect such a young child to know about Title Douluo, but he didn't care much about it, and said:

"As long as you still want to cultivate to Title Douluo, you can cultivate to the Soul Saint, no! Soul Venerable, hahaha. ”

After speaking, Su Yuntao continued to laugh wildly.

Emperor Zhao's face darkened, and he said:

"Hmph! I'll tell you! Don't underestimate people! Don't bully young people into poverty! In this continent, there are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters!"

Hearing Emperor Zhao's words, Su Yuntao suddenly stopped laughing wildly, looking at the child in front of him in surprise, he never thought that the child would be able to say such a thing!

Tang San had also heard Emperor Zhao say this not long ago, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but after hearing it again at this time, he felt like he had realized something.

Yes, there is no waste of martial souls, only waste of soul masters!

How plausible is that?

Is his own Blue Silver Grass a waste martial spirit? Maybe it will be on someone else, but it will definitely not be on himself!

Emperor Zhao's words woke up Tang San and shocked Su Yuntao.

Emperor Zhao looked at Su Yuntao, who was stunned in front of him, knowing that the other party was shocked by his words, and the small mood in his heart instantly dissipated a lot because of the matter of the martial soul.

Even a little smug in my heart.

Raising his tsundere's little head again, he said: