Character plot experience system

Chapter 167 Genius or Trash?
Tang Zang walked up to the long platform, raised his hand slowly, and placed it on the crystal ball. The runes of the Tongtianzhu lit up, and several runes fell off as light spots.
In Tang Zang's eyebrows,

Immediately, the crystal ball shot out a bright light, reflecting Tang Zang's figure...

The result was beyond everyone's expectations,

Except for Tang Zang's own shadow, there was nothing, it was empty.

The crowd of onlookers exploded,

"There is nothing, that is, there is no martial spirit."

"My dear, Tang Zang doesn't have a martial soul."

"A warrior without a martial soul, can he still be called a warrior? Call him a waste."

"Without Martial Soul, no matter how high your martial strength is, it's useless."

No one thought that Tang Youwei and his wife, who had a martial soul, would give birth to a son without a martial soul.As we all know, a warrior without a martial soul is half useless, even if you are a third-level martial artist without a martial soul.A martial arts level [-] with a martial spirit can also hit the third level of martial arts.

Tang Zang's palm trembled, his eyes widened, his body stepped back a few steps,

He had fantasized about his martial soul, but he didn't expect that he didn't have one.

Without a martial soul, it is equivalent to a waste, and Tang Zang couldn't accept such a blow for a while.

No matter who it is, turning from a genius to a waste is hard to accept.

"No...this...can't be true...how can I not have a Martial Soul!"

Tang Zang looked at his hands tremblingly, he was unwilling to accept the fact, he was unwilling to accept that he was a waste without martial soul.

"Not true! Not true!"

"Zang'er, calm down, it's no big deal without a martial soul."

Seeing Tang Zang's agitation, Tang Youwei leaped up to the stage and comforted Tang Zang.

In Tang Youwei's eyes, whether Tang Zang has a martial spirit or not, he is Tang Youwei's son.

Li Rou also jumped onto the long platform and said, "Zang'er, with your talent, it doesn't matter if you don't have a martial soul."

Tang Zang can imitate anyone's martial soul, that's why Li Rou said that.

However, Tang Zang didn't listen to what the couple said. He lost control of his emotions now and couldn't listen to anyone's persuasion.

"I do not believe!"

With a loud roar, Tang Zang crazily jumped off the long platform, pushed away the crowd, and ran crazily.

Li Rou wanted to go after him, but Tang Youwei stopped him: "Let Zang'er calm down, he has a level [-] martial arts cultivation, he can awaken your and my martial soul, so there won't be any major problems."

Li Rou nodded when she heard this, and looked at Tang Zang's back with slightly worried eyes.

Tang Youwei: "You and Xue'er go home first, and I'll talk to the Palace Master about something."

Li Rou responded, walked down the stage, took Tang Xuejian's hand and walked home.

Tang Xuejian was frightened by Tang Zang's crazy appearance just now: "Mother, is it possible that brother has lost his temper?"

"Nonsense, my brother is just emotionally unstable. After my brother calms down, he will come back by himself."

Tang Xuejian: "Oh, mother, does my brother have no martial soul?"

Li Rou replied with a smile: "Xue'er, for ordinary people, without a martial soul is like a useless person. However, with your brother's talent, without a martial soul, he is still a genius, understand?"

Tang Xuejian: "I understand, because my brother can learn anyone's martial soul."

"Shh~"

Li Rou made a silent gesture, squatted down, touched Tang Xuejian's small head, and said, "Your brother can learn other people's martial arts, and you should never tell anyone, you know? There will be a lot of trouble."

Tang Xue nodded heavily: "I know mother."

"Xue'er is so good, let's go back, mother will make you your favorite roasted chicken drumsticks."

"I want two, one for my brother."

"Good~"

Inside the Soul Palace......

The Palace Master looked at Tang Youwei regretfully, and sighed, "It's a pity."

Tang Youwei smiled and said: "What a pity, if you can't wake up at the age of eight, then try again at the age of 16."

The martial soul awakened at the age of eight is called the congenital martial soul, and the martial soul awakened at the age of 16 is called the acquired martial soul.

No matter what kind of martial soul it is, the acquired martial soul will never be able to compare with the innate martial soul.

Hearing what Tang Youwei said, the Palace Master knew what he was going to do. It should be a elixir to conceive the martial soul. Those who did not awaken the martial soul at the age of eight, the poor would live a life of mediocrity, and the rich and powerful Will use money to buy pregnant soul pills, eat pregnant soul pills, there is a 16% possibility of awakening the martial soul at the age of [-].

Palace Master: "Patriarch Tang, I have exactly one of the things you want, but it's expensive. What I said is not pleasant, with your son's talent, even if you awaken the acquired martial soul, it will stop here. It's better Leave some money, and your noble son will not have to worry about food and drink in the future."

What he meant was very simple, that is to say, even if Tang Zang took the elixir, he had awakened his martial soul, and his martial power had stopped at the second stage.Instead of spending a lot of money to buy pills, it is better to keep the money for buying pills.After the couple died, at least Tang Zang would not worry about money.

Tang Youwei smiled cheerfully: "Zang'er wants a martial soul, and I, a father, will get one for him even if I go bankrupt."

The palace master sighed again, and took out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle from his sleeve: "Patriarch Tang, why are you doing this, alas."

Tang Youwei put a bill on the table, took the vase away, got up and walked out,

When he reached the door, he stopped and slowly replied to the Hall Master...

"He is my son."

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On the high mountain ten miles away from Yicheng...

Tang Zang lay on the edge of the cliff,

Looking at the starry sky,

"God, you gave me the talent to imitate other people's martial soul, but you took away my martial soul. If I return the talent to you, can you give me back the martial soul?"

The moon in the night sky is round and bright,
Tang Zang got up from the ground and shouted to the sky: "God! I will give you back your talent, and you give me back your martial spirit!"

Nourishing ~
Nourishing ~
Due to Tang Zang's strong mood swings, the purple lightning mark on the back of his neck reappeared,
"What... what's going on?"

After shouting, Tang Zang found himself wrapped in purple lightning,

Reaching out to touch Zidian, I found that I would not be hurt by Zidian.
At this moment, an idea appeared in Tang Zang's mind...

Could my martial spirit be Zidian?

I just awakened the martial soul, it's not that I don't have the martial soul, but I can't see it. The light from the crystal ball can't make the electric shadow come out, so I can't see it.

"It turns out that it's not that I don't have a martial soul. It's just that... I've never heard of such a martial soul as Zidian."

Tang Zang sat cross-legged, trying to control Zidian,
I thought it was my own martial soul, it should be easy to control, but I didn't expect the process to be extremely difficult,
After trying for more than an hour, he could barely let Zidian appear.

Call ~
Take a deep breath,

Zidian disappeared again,

The marks on the back of the neck also disappeared.

Tang Zang reached out and touched the back of his neck. When he tried to control Zidian just now, he felt an abnormality in the back of his neck. After trying a few times, he found that Zidian only appeared when the imprint appeared.

"It seems that manipulating Zidian is not something that can be accomplished overnight."

Tang Zang stood up and patted his buttocks.

A smile appeared on the immature face,
I have Wuhun.

"I, Tang Zang, am not trash!"

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(End of this chapter)