Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

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 After sending Tang San away from the Spirit Hall, Ma Xiunuo looked through Tang San's report in detail, and the more he read, the more shocked and amazed he was. He didn't expect that just an article that positioned the soul masters would have so many cases, and that he could even find the corresponding data according to the annotations on it, and verify them.

  "Little Tang is really incredible, such a huge workload, he actually completed it, he will definitely be a top soul theory master in the future." Ma Xiunuo exclaimed, and immediately packed up the paper, and then started writing to the Pope, describing Tang San's situation.

  According to reason, Ma Xiunuo, as the lowest-level Spirit Hall sub-hall master, was not qualified to send a letter directly to the Spirit City, and needed to apply level by level.

  But if something very serious happened, the lower-level Spirit Hall hall master could directly bypass the layers above and report directly to the Pope.

  This was also the rule set by the first Pope when the Spirit Hall was established, with the purpose of preventing the middle-level personnel of the Spirit Hall from blocking the letters from the lower level. After all, if there was a problem at the lower level, wouldn't it mean that the upper-level personnel were not doing their job?

  If this matter was passed to the higher level, the upper level would definitely be punished.

  Ma Xiunuo reported across levels, also because he was worried that the upper-level personnel would see Tang San's excellence, and intercept him first, and then force Tang San to join the Spirit Hall.

  Geniuses are all arrogant.

  Can't force, just can't force.

  Tang San originally had a good impression of the Spirit Hall, if the upper-level personnel of the Spirit Hall came over and threatened Tang San with coercion and temptation... Knowing Tang San's soft outside and hard inside personality, Ma Xiunuo could already imagine how Tang San would retaliate against those who had forced him in the future, and might even blame the entire Spirit Hall.

  It's not surprising that Ma Xiunuo thought so, after all, nowadays on the continent, there are frictions between the major forces, and even want to destroy each other.

  Therefore, when writing the letter, Ma Xiunuo specifically named Tang San's importance, and did not want the Spirit Hall to use coercive means.

  He did not believe in the upper-level Spirit Hall hall master of Nuoding City, but he absolutely believed in the high-level people in Spirit City, after all, the Pope was a titled Douluo, and had a broad mind, and he must have a love for talent and a sense of cherishing talent for geniuses.

  Just as Ma Xiunuo was writing vigorously, describing Tang San's excellence, the protagonist of the letter had already taken Wang Sheng, who had cultivated to the tenth level, to the Nuoding Forest.

  By the way, Xiao Wu also followed.

  Arriving at the town outside the Nuoding Forest, Tang San explained to Wang Sheng various matters of soul hunting, just like Ma Xiunuo had explained to him before.

  "I remember, Brother San." Wang Sheng remembered very hard because this was related to his future solo soul-hunting.

  "By the way, Wang Sheng, after you get the soul ring, you are a real soul master, what do you want to do in the future?" Tang San showed the order from Master Ma Xiunuo to the knight guarding the outside of the forest and took Wang Sheng and Xiao Wu into the Nuoding Forest, and cared about Wang Sheng's future plans.

  "Me?" Wang Sheng thought for a while and said, "Be a free soul master."

  "Oh? Not join the Spirit Hall?" Tang San asked curiously.

  "I have that idea too, but I'm not sure." Wang Sheng said ambiguously.

  Tang San nodded, without asking more.

  For civilians, they knew very little information, and the primary academy was also a kind of protection for the students to some extent so that they did not know the general situation of the outside world.

  The teachers of the academy taught them about life, mainly around the theme of "as long as you become a soul master, you are above others", and then attached some basic moral education and the like.

  After entering the forest, Tang San led the way in front, Xiao Wu observed the surroundings behind, and Wang Sheng stayed in the middle, protected by the two.   

  "Brother San, Sister Xiao Wu, I can help too." Wang Sheng felt that he, a twelve-year-old boy, was protected by two six-year-old children, and felt a little embarrassed.

  "Well, you pay attention to the left and right sides, although this is a soul beast forest guarded by humans, but the soul beasts inside are not domesticated, be alert, it's always right." Tang San did not refute Wang Sheng's face, but let Wang Sheng do what he could.

  "No problem, Brother San." Wang Sheng said excitedly.

  "Shh~"

  Tang San turned his head and said slowly, "In the soul-hunting forest, try to speak less, we step on the dead branches and leaves, and it has already caused a noise, if you speak too loudly, you might scare away the soul beasts."

  "I know, Brother San." Wang Sheng lowered his voice.

  Half an hour later, Wang Sheng and Xiao Wu followed Tang San and found a black and yellow striped tiger, three meters long, snoring under a big tree, with a half-eaten deer-like soul beast in front of it.

  "That's it, King Tiger, close to two hundred years old." Tang San said to Wang Sheng, "Your martial soul is a tiger, and it belongs to the same kind as it. It will be less stressful to absorb it. Secondly, before Xiao Wu became the boss of Nuoding, you often fought with Xiao Chenyu and other young nobles, and your body was stronger than ordinary people. You should be able to withstand the hundred-year level soul ring."

  Wang Sheng nodded immediately, even if he couldn't bear it, he had to bear it, this was a hundred-year soul ring!

  After this village, there is no such shop!

  "King Tiger, yellow skin and black stripes, its main characteristic is that it has a tiger king's heart." Tang San talked about the features of King Tiger, "Once the tiger king's heart is stimulated, King Tiger's strength can be temporarily increased by a factor of one, and it is the kind that makes all values increase in all aspects, and even a few King Tigers can also burst out blood and qi power through the tiger king's heart."

  "Blood and qi power?" Xiao Wu heard this term for the first time and was a little curious.

  "This is the name I came up with." Tang San explained, "According to the 'Soul Beast Encyclopedia', among the King Tigers, there are those with innate talents who can use the tiger king's heart to make their bodies burst out with a red mist-like airflow, which not only can increase their own strength by two times, but also have a blocking effect on the soul skills of others."

  "I just don't know if this one has it or not, if not, Wang Sheng, you don't need to be disappointed, after you get its soul ring, at worst you can also have a soul skill that enhances your physical quality and attributes in all aspects."

  Wang Sheng said: "It's okay, if it was before, I would be very content to get a soul ring close to a hundred years old."

  "While it's sleeping, I'll start by tying it up, Xiao Wu, you're in charge of attacking, Wang Sheng, you just wait for the final blow, after all, even a normal tiger is not something a tenth-level soul master can hunt, you have no power to fight back before you become a real soul master." Tang San instructed the two.

  Wang Sheng also knew that his fighting power was not as good as a real tiger, let alone the one in front of him that was a soul beast, he might get in the way if he went up, so he agreed, but took out the dagger that he had prepared long ago.

  Tang San pressed his hand on the ground, and the roots of the endless grass field had taken root in the earth, until the roots spread to the snoring King Tiger below, countless blue-silver grass suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped around the King Tiger.

  "Roar!"

  Sensing that his body was bound, King Tiger immediately woke up from his deep sleep, roared, and began to struggle.