Chapter 4, Notting College
Unconsciously, several people had already walked home, and Tang Zuo's attention was in the public in the system, and he didn't notice the road conditions, and actually crashed directly into the telephone pole.
"Assi."
Tang Zuo himself knocked himself to the ground, covering his red forehead with his hand, enduring the pain.
Tang San walked over and helped Tang Zuo up.
"Brother, are you so excited that you don't even look at the road."
Tang Zuo nodded, he couldn't say that it was because a system suddenly came out.
This little episode passed quickly.
As soon as they opened the door of the house, the three of Jack saw Tang Hao drinking alone in bed.
"Tang Hao!"
Jack shouted angrily.
Of course, Tang Hao ignored him, and was still drinking alone.
"Hey, forget it, I won't tell you."
"Tomorrow Tang San and Tang Zuo will go to the Soul Master Academy, let me inform you."
Jack looked at Tang Hao with a disappointed expression.
But Tang Hao's answer at the next moment shocked everyone.
"No, they can't go to the Soul Master Academy, I don't agree." Tang Hao's mood swings suddenly became bigger, and no one knew what was going on, and they couldn't figure it out.
There was some annoyance in Jack's eyes.
"Do you know, Lord Soul Master said that Tang San and Tang Zuo's talents are very strong, and they can even become Title Douluo, can you bear to waste their talents?"
Tang Hao still ignored Jack's words.
"Who cooks for me when they're gone."
"You, it's unreasonable." Jack slammed the door and left.
Tang Hao glanced at Tang San and Tang Zuo with his eyes, Tang San's eyes were full of loss, but Tang Zuo's eyes were calm.
"How is it, what martial soul has you awakened?"
Tang San took the lead in taking a step forward, he raised his right hand, and a blue silver grass with a purple tinge appeared on his right hand.
"Father, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass."
Tang Hao's movements paused, and he muttered, "Blue Silver Grass?"
"Father, can a person only have one martial soul?" Tang San asked.
Tang Hao thought that Tang San was disappointed in his waste martial soul, and nodded helplessly.
"But...... I have a second martial spirit. Tang San scratched his head and said.
"What did you say?" I don't know when, Tang Hao appeared in front of Tang San's eyes, grabbed Tang San and shook it.
Tang San stretched out his left hand, and a small blue round-headed hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, and this hammer had been getting bigger and bigger since it appeared.
Tang Hao looked at Tang San, hugged him, and didn't let go for a long time.
A trace of tears flashed on Tang Hao's resolute face.
"Little San, you remember, I agree with you to be a soul master, you don't cultivate your second martial soul, don't attach a soul ring to him, you know?"
Tang San nodded fiercely.
The Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand had already reached a great point, and with Tang San's current strength, he was already a little unable to hold it.
"Father, I can't hold on."
"Take it back."
"Use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand."
After that, Tang Hao looked at Tang Zuo again and asked, "Xiao Zuo, what about you, what martial soul have you awakened." ”
The corners of Tang Zuo's mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled: "Father, I also have two martial spirits. ”
Tang San's body on the side shook, and he felt the gap between himself and Tang Zuo.
Tang Hao nodded in surprise again.
"Show me your martial spirit."
Between Tang Zuo, Tang Zuo raised his delicate little hand, which was different from Tang San, and an iron sword glowing orange appeared on his small hand, and his eyes gradually turned red, turning into a three-hook jade writing wheel eye.
The first thing Tang Hao saw was Tang Zuo's writing wheel eye, he felt a terrifying momentum in it, like a demon, Tang Hao used his soul power to see the true face of this blood wheel eye.
What he didn't expect was that his Title Douluo-level soul power was actually blocked by an unknown force, and cold sweat began to break out on his head.
He saw a huge skeleton glowing with purple light appear behind Tang Zuo, and the skeleton was swallowed by another purple monster, forming a new purple monster.
Tang Hao thought that this was the end, but he didn't expect that the purple monster began to grow sharply again, turning into a human form, as if Shura had descended, which made Tang Hao, a Super Douluo, feel terrified.
Tang Hao barely calmed down his excitement and looked at Tang Zuo's right hand again.
When he saw the sword on Tang Zuo's right hand, those empty eyes shone with a glimmer of light, and his pupils began to shrink sharply, as if he had thought of something incredible.
"This ...... This is, Haotian Sword!? ”
"Haotian Sword? What is it? Tang Zuo wondered.
In the end, Tang Hao told him about the Haotian Sword, and told him that the Haotian Sword was the legendary martial soul of Haotian Sect, and he also knew that the Haotian Sword could not be attached to the martial soul, not so much that Tang Zuo's martial soul was a twin martial soul, but rather a soul and two weapons.
"Xiao Zuo, how many levels of your innate soul power are there?" Tang Hao's vicissitudes of life trembled slightly, and anyone could see his excitement.
He was excited, and Tang Zuo and Tang San were not excited.
"II...... Level 20. ”
"Level 20?"
The wine gourd in Tang Hao's hand fell to the ground and stood there in a daze.
At this moment, the air seemed to be quiet.
"God...... Miracles ......"
What is a demon, this is a demon, isn't Tang San's talent strong? It's terrifyingly strong, isn't Tang Hao's talent strong? The youngest Title Douluo.
However, they are all just geniuses among monsters.
But Donzo is different.
Donzo is the demon of monsters among monsters, and any genius will be overshadowed by him.
Tang Hao let go of Tang Zuo, and nodded with satisfaction at him and Tang San, Tang Hao felt that Ah Yin had hope.
"Xiao Zuo, your eyes...... What is it called? ”
"Writing Wheels!" Tang Zuo said dryly.
Tang Hao touched Tang Zuo's head with his sense of security, which made Tang Zuo feel a sense of security.
"Okay, I'll agree with you to go studying."
"Really?" Tang San laughed happily, and even Tang Zuo's usually cold face leaked a smile.
"But...... Father, what are you going to do? Tang San looked at Tang Hao with worried eyes.
This gaze hit Tang Hao's heart, Tang Hao thought that it was best to let them live an ordinary life, but now he knew that he was wrong.
When Tang Hao knew Tang Zuo's talent just now, he even wanted to use him as a tool for revenge, and Tang Hao realized how inhuman his thoughts were.
Tang Zuo slapped Tang San's back with his hand and sighed.
"Hey, junior, my father actually let us go, then let's not worry about him, maybe we won't be there, and he will have an easier life."
Tang Zuo's lament contains multiple meanings, which are different in everyone's eyes.
In Tang San's eyes, he was reluctant to give up his father.
In Tang Hao's eyes, it was the disappointment of his irresponsible father.
And Tang Zuo just simply expressed his emotions, only feeling empty in his heart, as if he was missing something.
"Xiao Zuo, you give your Haotian Sword a new name, don't treat it as a martial spirit, treat him as a weapon."
"Well, knowing my father, he will be called ...... in the future"
"Ten Fist Sword!"
……
Early the next morning, Tang San and Tang Zuo were ready to take a car with Jack to Notting City.
The two looked at Tang Hao with a little reluctance, didn't say anything, and left.