Douluo: My wife Qian Renxue gave birth to the Seven Calabash Brothers

Chapter 239: Pulling out the Trident of Poseidon, the insidious Tang San.

After Tang San said this, he realized that the Calabash Brothers were on guard against him.

He shook his head and said quickly, "I'm still in the first test. I'm just here to see for myself. You guys are so strong, you can definitely win."

But Tang San was thinking in his mind how he would sneak attack this Wu Wa and then how he would look like holding the golden trident.

The expressions of the gourd brothers finally relaxed a little.

However, Poseidon smiled and said, "It's okay. You are also a red level eight test. It's a good thing to see more."

At this time, several gourd brothers began to chatter and discuss.

Wu Wa's face flushed with excitement, his body trembling slightly, and he said with a trembling voice: "This... this artifact actually belongs to me alone? It's incredible!"

His gaze was fixed on the Trident of Poseidon, his eyes flashing with great excitement, as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world.

The other gourd brothers looked at the trident of the sea god in Wu Wa's hand with envy and anticipation, their hearts filled with desire.

Liu Wa couldn't help but say, "Fifth Brother, oh, we also want to have such an opportunity, this Poseidon Trident looks so powerful!"

Qi Wa also echoed, "Yeah, it's really enviable, can we use it too?"

At this time, the Sixth Child muttered quietly: "Except for the Seventh Child, the Fourth Brother and I don't have any inheritance from the gods."

As soon as these words were spoken, Siwa, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly changed his expression.

He looked indignant and shouted angrily, "What do you mean? Are you saying that Liu Wa and I have inferior talents?"

The rage in his heart burned fiercely. After all, as someone who possessed the ultimate fire martial soul, he had always been the most competitive being.

It was naturally hard for him to accept the fact that he had no divine inheritance.

Seeing this, the other gourd brothers rushed over to comfort him.

The fifth child patted the fourth child on the shoulder and said, "Fourth brother, don't think like that. We all have it, but the time has not come yet. Your divine inheritance must be very powerful." The sixth child also advised, "Yes, fourth brother, we can't be discouraged because of this. Maybe the divine inheritance of the two of us will be more powerful in the future, and we will also have more powerful weapons."

Qi Wa smiled and said, "Yes, Fourth Brother, we will all have the inheritance of the gods, maybe the time has not come yet."

With everyone's comfort, Siwa's expression gradually eased.

He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, Fifth Brother, I was a little impulsive just now."

After all, we are brothers and shouldn’t quarrel over trivial matters.

At this time, Tang San, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but start laughing, thinking to himself: "Okay, okay, you Calabash Brothers should have more internal conflicts like this, and I will take the opportunity to attack you and see how you can still be so arrogant in front of me."

Tang San now saw that they had internal conflicts, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

He knew that this was a perfect opportunity, the best chance for him to take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Tang San's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sinister smile.

Then, the thrilling examination began!

Wu Wa walked towards the Trident of Poseidon with a determined look, and every step he took seemed steady and powerful.

Standing in front of the artifact, he took a deep breath, and then the soul power of Wuwa was released, forming waves of soul power around him.

Then he stretched out his hands and gripped the halberd handle tightly.

The muscles on that seemingly small arm suddenly bulged like hard stones.

Wu Wa exerted his strength suddenly and let out a deep roar: "Get up!"

However, the trident of Poseidon seemed to have taken root in the ground for a thousand years, without moving at all.

(End of this chapter)