Chapter 52: Tang San's First Autism
A few minutes later, the bell rang for the end of class.
After the dean Pi Tianqi and Xiao Yan checked the injury on Tang San's left arm and found that it was not serious, the two also left the playground and returned to their respective residences.
The competition ended with Xiao Yan's victory!
Xiao Wu walked out of the classroom and came to the playground, seeing Tang San's blood flowing and being supported by the master, the tears in her eyes burst out of her eyes, and she rushed towards Tang San as if she was rushing.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You okay? Xiao Wu asked in horror.
Tang San said: "It's okay, I was a little injured with Xiao Yan." ”
Hearing this, two circles of yellow aura appeared on Xiao Wu's body, and her cute rabbit ears stood up, instantly completing the possession of the beast martial spirit.
After Xiao Wu completed the possession of the martial spirit, her legs became more slender, and her appearance was somewhat similar to the characteristics of the rabbit itself.
What kind of soul beast Xiao Wu's second soul ring came from, Tang San didn't know, when he went to the Soul Hunting Forest with the master and the dean to get the soul ring a few days ago, Xiao Wu said that she was going to go home, and when she came back, she already had the second soul ring.
Just when Xiao Wu was about to go to Xiao Yan to avenge Tang San, Tang San grabbed her and persuaded her: "Xiao Wu, in the battle between men, don't interfere as a woman, I don't want to be despised by Xiao Yan." ”
"My injuries are fine, I should rest for a few days."
After saying this, Tang San's consciousness gradually blurred and passed out, but his hand was always holding Xiao Wu.
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A few hours later, after Tang San woke up from his coma, he immediately proposed to the master that he needed to retreat for a period of time, and he had to think about some questions clearly.
In his mind, the picture of today's defeat in Xiao Yan's hands was constantly replayed, and for him, this was by no means as simple as an ordinary competition.
In today's battle, his secret weapon could not pose any threat to Xiao Yan, which shattered his pride as a disciple of the Tang Sect.
"If I can't bring out the power of the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, then I am not worthy of being a disciple of the Tang Sect." Tang San dragged his injured body towards the mountain behind the academy.
Looking at Tang San's back gradually moving away, Xiao Wu wanted to catch up and comfort Tang San, but was caught by the master, "Give Xiao San a little space, let him think about something by himself, it's best not to disturb him at this time." ”
The master still knew Tang San very well, he believed that as long as Tang San could pierce the barrier in his heart, he would become stronger in the future, no one could help him at this time, only when he himself figured it out and understood it thoroughly.
Because the master himself had experienced this, his soul power could not break through level 30 at the beginning, and he was as depressed as Tang San is now, but he later found the path of martial soul theory and became a generation of theoretical 'masters', and only then did he regain himself.
Since he can do it, then his own disciple Tang San should be able to do it too.
Tang San is a persistent person, in his previous life, he could steal the Xuantian Treasure Record in order to become stronger, and he did not hesitate to be hunted down and killed by the elders of the Tang Sect, and this life is also the same.
The place Tang San chose to retreat was a small forest in the mountain behind Notting Academy, where the quiet environment and quiet world were the most suitable for him to cultivate his martial soul.
After coming here, Tang San sat with a blank expression, his mind had been shrouded in a fog, he was already vaguely skeptical of the master's theory.
"Is it right or wrong to choose to cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul? If I had chosen to cultivate that Hammer Martial Soul, I wouldn't have been so frustrated by now. Tang San slowly spread out his left hand, black light surged, and a small hammer appeared in his palm.
"What soul ring should my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul attach? Fire resistant? Frost resistant? Or is it a soul ring that can make Blue Silver Grass have sharp attack power, or even a soul ring with a support amplification effect. It's not a control system soul ring that has a winding function itself..."Tang San couldn't figure out where his problem was, and he didn't understand what direction he should develop in next.
"Am I going to be pressed by Xiao Yan for the rest of my life? No, I still want to recast the glory of the Tang Sect in this world, how can I let others step on my head all the time. ”
Two days passed quickly, Tang San thought a lot, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic his heart became.
In the past two days, he has hardly rested, and the whole person has spent in that hazy state, and the feeling of incomparably painful pain is raging in his heart.
"Smack!"
I saw Tang Sanyi slap himself in the face, leaving a few slap prints.
Since the day he became a soul master, his martial soul Blue Silver Grass has not occupied any advantage in attributes, and his soul skill has been engaged in two more entanglement skills, and he has no combat advantage at all.
A truly powerful control soul master must not only have strong enough control ability, but also have a certain amount of attack power attached to the soul skill.
But his own Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit doesn't seem to have these two characteristics.
Or is it that there is a problem with his teacher's martial soul theory, and the soul ring he chose for himself was wrong from the beginning?
"Blue Silver Grass is by no means a good martial soul, while I am still young now, it should be too late to give up it to cultivate the second martial soul, so that I will not be restrained by the fire attribute soul master." Tang San couldn't help but think of his second martial spirit, the hammer that emitted a rich black light.
Just when Tang San was extremely entangled in his heart, thinking about whether to give up the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and cultivate the second Martial Soul, the master's voice sounded behind him: "Little San, come over here, I want to have a good talk with you." ”
Hearing this, Tang San slowly turned his head, if it was someone else, he would definitely ignore it, but he still had great respect for his teacher Yu Xiaogang in his heart.
"Okay, teacher." Tang San got up and walked towards the master.
Seeing Tang San's bloodshot eyes and a decadent and listless look, the master couldn't help frowning slightly, took out some food from his arms, and said:
"Little San, you shouldn't have eaten for a long time, right? Let's eat something first, let's talk while we eat, but don't go hungry. ”
"Teacher, I..." Tang San wanted to say that he was very confused now, and he couldn't eat anything without appetite, but when he noticed the master's serious gaze, he finally swallowed his words and simply ate a few bites.
The two fell into a brief silence.
After a while, the master patted Tang San on the shoulder, sighed, and asked, "Tell me, what have you been thinking about in the past two days." ”
"Teacher, I'm wondering if I should give up cultivating the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and turn to the black hammer of the second martial soul, so that I won't be afraid of the fire attribute soul master." Tang San said lightly.
"Nonsense!" Hearing this, the master scolded loudly.
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