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"When I was very young, my teacher said that Xiao Zheng had a flexible mind, but I didn't expect him to be able to use it to such an extent.

If I have the ability to transform the martial soul, I guess I will think about how to increase the potential of the martial soul at most.

Unexpectedly, he still has such an idea.

Split a new martial soul, and then rely on the new martial soul to increase the soul skill power of the original martial soul.

And he can use 100% of the martial soul fusion technique alone, which is really a genius idea. ”

After Tang Yuehua finished introducing his martial soul, Tang San sincerely praised his senior brother's creativity.

If it is replaced by the thinking of ordinary people, if they have the same ability, it is estimated that the first thing that comes to mind will enhance the potential of the martial soul.

Then, under the condition of ensuring the potential, make a twin martial soul and increase the number of soul skills.

And what about Zhang Zheng!

However, he gave up the quantitative advantage of soul skills, intending to win by quality.

The first few soul skills are not much different from ordinary twin martial souls, even if the starting point of that person's second martial soul is ten thousand years.

My aunt is not afraid of this, because under the increase of the second martial soul, the power of her first soul skill will not be weaker than the other party.

When the last few soul skills are reached, the soul skill that stacks soul power will be more powerful than that person's second martial soul.

Of course, there are gains and losses, that is, there are fewer soul skills.

But so what, don't forget, my aunt's two martial souls can still be 100% fused.

Having seen the martial soul fusion techniques of his two teammates, and having seen the martial soul fusion techniques of his teacher and others from afar, Tang San knew very well the power of the martial soul fusion skills.

To put it mildly, if her aunt becomes a Contra Douluo, then with the advantage of Haotian Hammer and Martial Soul Fusion Technique, she can even crush an ordinary Title Douluo.

You must know that her soul skills are supported by the soul ring of the second martial soul.

Seeing the eldest nephew's constant praise for her husband, the smile on Tang Yuehua's face became more and more cordial.

One is his only direct junior, and the other is his husband, both of whom are the closest people.

The two of them get along well, and Tang Yuehua is indescribably happy in her heart.

"Little San, just now my aunt saw that you seemed to be cultivating.

Are you still used to it here? While speaking, Tang Yuehua also stretched out her jade hand to tidy up the somewhat messy collar that Tang San had just put on in a hurry.

Looking at the woman in front of him who gently arranged her collar, Tang San couldn't help but have a sour nose.

He has never seen his mother in his two lives, let alone experienced such a thing as maternal love.

In Tang Yuehua, he seems to have experienced a mother's love for her child.

"Auntie, I'm all right here.

There are a lot of exotic flowers and plants here, which are very suitable for my cultivation.

It won't be long before I can break through to level 40 and become a Soul Sect. ”

At this moment, the smile on Tang San's face was like a child showing off to his mother.

Regarding Tang San's show-off, Tang Yuehua said with a smile: "Well, my aunt believes that Xiao San will definitely be able to surpass your father and become the second youngest Title Douluo in the whole continent." ”

Forehead...!

"Second youngest?

Auntie, didn't the teacher say that my father was the youngest Title Douluo in the whole continent?

surpassing him, how can he shoot second, is there a Title Douluo who is younger than his father? ”

Tang Yuehua's words directly confused Tang San.

This seemed to conflict with what the teacher told him, which made him very puzzled.

"Hehe...!

Little San, you really deserve to be Hao's child, just as competitive as him.

Your teacher is right, your father is indeed the youngest Title Douluo in the whole continent.

But...! ”

Speaking of which, Tang Yuehua looked at someone who was struggling with the tent gently.

Following Tang Yuehua's gaze, Tang San seemed to understand what his aunt meant.

"Little San, my aunt doesn't want to hit you either.

But now Zheng is already an eighty-third level Contra Douluo.

I believe that in a few years, he will surpass your father and become the youngest Title Douluo in the mainland.

What's more, I believe that he will become a god who has broken through the hundreds.

In the past hundred years, he was the first man to break through the hundred-level limit and become a god. ”

Speaking of this, Tang Yuehua's tone was extremely firm.

And what about our Lao Zhang!

He just moved his ears and gave his wife a gentle smile.

"It's over, it's over, it's diabetes."

Being stuffed with a mouthful of candy by his aunt and apologetic uncle, Tang San suddenly felt that he might not live to become a Title Douluo.

However, Zhang Zheng became a Contra Douluo, which really surprised Tang San.

Contra, the title Douluo is not out, Contra is the top existence in the continent.

What's more, the Little Political Soul Emperor can compete with the Title Douluo of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect at that time.

So how strong is Xiao Zheng now?

The strongest person in the mainland, is it already my cheap uncle?

At this moment, Tang San was suddenly a little lost.

I have been pressed by Xiaozheng since I was a child, could it be that I, the descendant of the Tang Sect, and the man who carries the inheritance of the Tang Sect with me, will be suppressed by him for the rest of my life?

Tang Yuehua's aunt and nephew were talking and chatting on the side, and Zhang Zheng was not idle here.

When the tent was set up, he took out the food from the soul guide and got busy again.

Although Zhang Zheng can also endure hardships, it does not mean that he likes to endure hardships.

If you can live a good life, no one wants to beg on the side of the road all the time, right?

Tang San watched as Zhang Zheng took out the tables and chairs from the soul guide, followed by pots and pans, and various ingredients.

He looked down at the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridge around his waist, and then looked at the ring on Zhang Zheng's hand.

I don't know why, he suddenly felt that the soul guide on his waist was not fragrant.

"Xiao Zheng, do you want me to help?"

Seeing that Zhang Zheng was about to cook in person, Tang San was also embarrassed to watch and eat white food, and planned to go over to help.

"Go on the side, you cultivation maniac, you can cook a few dishes.

If you dare to do it, I don't dare to eat it!

Make your aunt happy, even if it does me a great favor. ”

Glancing at Tang San with disdain, the kitchen knife in Zhang Zheng's hand began to fly up and down.

Coming to this world, if nothing else, at least he is more ornamental when he cooks.

Zhang Zheng is not a second generation, he is self-made.

What's more, in this world, he is a man who has taken care of himself since he was a child.

The hardships that Tang San endured when he was a child, he Zhang Zheng also suffered.

Moreover, because the physical body crossing was condensed into a three-year-old doll, he suffered even more.

Although because of the grocery store, he doesn't have to worry about food.

But when he came over just now, he even slept in the big field and the Notting City bench.

Just cooking, naturally it is not difficult for him.

Looking at Zhang Zheng's skillful chopping of vegetables, as well as the control of the heat when stir-frying, Tang San could only sigh secretly: "In the past, I really underestimated my own hair." ”

When Tang San met Zhang Zheng, he already had the first pot of gold.

So although Tang San knew that he was an orphan, he had never seen him lack money, and he thought that his family had left him some property!

Now it seems that Xiao Zheng is also a man with a story.

That kind of skillful cooking is not something that can be practiced in a day or two.

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