Chapter 28 Depressed Tang 3
Chapter 28 Depressed Tang San
When Tang San woke up, he lay on the bed, thinking back to the battle that had just taken place, feeling so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
"Damn it. Why. What on earth is going on? Wasn't that Jiangzhu originally a healing spirit master? How did she suddenly become so powerful? Moreover, she also has a plant spirit, my Blue Silver Grass."
Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was that his Blue Silver Grass had no power to resist the opponent. In that battle, he was knocked down before he even had time to use the Tang Sect's unique skills. He lost cleanly.
He also understood that with such a huge gap in strength, even if he used the Tang Sect's unique skills, his chances of winning would be very slim. He was in this mere Tiandou Royal Spirit Master Second Academy, but he couldn't even get a starting spot?
Even Zhu Zhuqing, who he thought was the weakest among the Shrek Seven Devils, got the starting position! Now I am the weakest?
In the past, he was also full of confidence in his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit. Didn't he listen to what the teacher said, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters? As long as you carefully select your spirit rings and choose your own development path, even Blue Silver Grass can restrain the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex!
But what about now? Forget about the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. A plant-type martial spirit that came out of nowhere can beat me up in a few seconds!
Is that soul skill of his and his broken blue silver entanglement on the same level? He has come to his senses now: Blue Silver Grass is really useless! For example, if he absorbs the soul ring of the Mandragora Snake, it can increase the toughness of the Blue Silver Grass, but that is also for the Blue Silver Grass.
No matter how tough the Blue Silver Grass is, how long can it trap top-level martial spirits like the White Tiger and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex when their spirit power levels are the same? Moreover, he has already seen that the attack methods of truly powerful control-type martial spirits are not in the same dimension as the simple and crude "entanglement".
In fact, if he didn't have the Xuan Tian Gong, which was the leading cultivation method in this world, could his spirit power level really keep up with the progress and be as fast as Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong and other geniuses with innate spirit power above level 7 or 8? He hadn't thought about this question carefully before. However, now that he really saw someone who was the same age as him and whose spirit power level was one level higher than his, Tang San finally couldn't sit still.
The more Tang San thought about it, the gloomier his face became.
He suddenly remembered that when he and the master first met, the master pointed out that he should have twin martial spirits, which shocked Tang San at the time. Then the master explained that he was born with full spirit power, so naturally he should not have only such a weak martial spirit as Blue Silver Grass.
But, think about it carefully, what kind of twin martial souls do I have? Didn't I get my level 10 soul power by practicing Xuan Tian Gong? Before my martial soul awakened, I had already reached level 10 soul power!
The more Tang San thought about it, the more he couldn't hold it in anymore.
Oh, and didn't you tell me before that twin martial spirits have a characteristic, that is, the qualities of the two martial spirits should be similar to form a balance? Then how did you use the blue silver grass to determine that I should have another very powerful martial spirit?
Depression, anger, confusion. Countless emotions accumulated in Tang San's heart. The more Tang San thought about it, the more confused he became. The more confused he became, the angrier he got!
"Third brother, are you feeling better?"
At this time, Xiao Wu walked into the room, placed a bowl of steaming Kun soup beside Tang San's bed, and asked softly. Looking at Tang San's dark complexion, Xiao Wu's face could not help but show a trace of worry.
"Xiao Wu, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about something."
Tang San shook his head, forced a smile, and said.
"Third brother, don't think too much about this matter. That Jiangzhu is just relying on her high soul power level to bully the third ring. What kind of ability is this?"
Xiao Wu waved her fist and said indignantly. Little did she know that after she said that, Third Brother's face suddenly became darker.
Damn it. So why is it that everyone else has reached the fourth ring, but I am still at the third ring? At this rate of cultivation, even if the competition starts, I will definitely not be able to break through to the Soul Sect!
"Little San!"
At this time, the master also came into the room, looking at Tang San with a heavy face. Tang San tried his best to suppress the doubt and anger in his heart, and sat up and said respectfully: "Teacher!"
"Xiao San, don't get up yet. Have a good rest and heal your injuries."
The master helped Tang San back to the bed and said, "Actually, Tang San's injury was not serious. Jiangzhu actually held back when she attacked. Tang San's injury would be completely healed in two days."
"Teacher, I want to ask some questions." Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang and said in the calmest tone possible.
Yu Xiaogang was slightly stunned. He didn't know why, but the tone of Tang San's voice when talking to him seemed a little strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Xiao San, just ask."
Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Teacher, I want to ask. If I only cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, do I really have a chance to catch up with that Crimson Pearl in terms of cultivation speed? At least, before the competition, how should I cultivate so that I can also break through to the Four Rings Soul Sect?"
Tang San's question made Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly freeze.
In fact, he has never figured out what the situation is with Jiangzhu; it is clearly a healing martial spirit, so how did it suddenly become some kind of "Jiangzhu Immortal Grass"?
Moreover, why is her fourth soul ring ten thousand years old? This is not right. This does not conform to his theory. It has exceeded the upper limit of the best ratio of soul masters.
"Xiao San, don't be too anxious. If the teacher is not mistaken, that Jiangzhu must have surrendered to the royal family of the Tiandou Empire, and then used some methods to force her to grow."
A gleam of wisdom flashed in the master's eyes, and he said with certainty.
"Forcing things to grow?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly.
"That's right. The improvement of soul power level is gradual and traceable. Not long ago, the soul power level of this Jiangzhu was not much different from yours. But why, after such a short period of time, she has reached the level of Soul Sect? Is this possible?"
The master became more and more confident as he spoke, and Tang San nodded involuntarily.
"You have to believe that hard work pays off. How did you cultivate your soul power? The reason why your soul power level is ahead of your peers is because of the hard training method of our Shrek Academy! While others are resting or sitting cross-legged in meditation, you are fighting with souls and running under the scorching sun with weights! How can they compare with the speed of soul power improvement and the solidity of the foundation?"
For a moment, Tang San couldn't help but recall his hard work. What the masters didn't know was that he had to get up early to watch the morning glow and practice the Purple Demon Eye, and meditate at night to practice the Mysterious Heaven Technique. The efforts he put in were really too much!
"Think about it. If you fuse soul bones, can you quickly increase your soul power level?"
The master smiled and said.
"If there is a thousand-year soul bone in front of you, would you fuse it?"
Tang San hesitated for just a moment and then shook his head.
"That's right. Even if you want to fuse, I will stop you. From now on, the soul bones you fuse must be at least ten thousand years old. If it is the two most critical soul bones, the torso bone and the skull, then they must be at least fifty thousand years old!"
The master smiled faintly and said.
(End of this chapter)