[Douluo] Twin Souls

Early the next morning, everyone from Shrek Academy checked out and left the hotel, ending the month-long second stage of training.Perhaps, physically, this second stage of training was not as extreme as the first stage, but mentally it made the Shrek Seven Devils even more exhausted.

You have to face different opponents every day, and you have to work hard to win every day.Facing a powerful enemy, one must not only fight against the opponent, but also cooperate with the partners. The fighting spirit is completely different from the competition between them.It was a real battle, and while the actual combat experience was substantial, it also allowed the Shrek Seven Devils to clearly discover the effect of the devil's training in the first stage.

The endurance, tenacity and resilience in the battle have all made great progress.Otherwise, how could they sustain the high-intensity battles of soul fighting every day, especially the few people who participated in three soul fightings every day, and fully exerted the effect of the first stage of devil training in the soul fighting.In addition to the basic training and actual combat training that the master brought to them, this second stage also included another meaning, that is the ability to continue fighting.

Back to the familiar small village, although it is not as prosperous as Suoto City, but it also lacks the hustle and bustle of the city, and the feeling of home is so cordial.For the Shrek Seven Monsters, Shrek Academy has long been like a home.

Flender's mood has returned to normal. Even Zhao Wou-ki, who has been following him for 20 years, did not expect him to be able to figure it out so quickly.Flender has already made a final decision, and everything is going according to the master's plan.As for how to enter the Royal Academy and everything after that, that is a question that belongs to Qin Ming.

"Go to rest, children. You have worked hard during this time. Wuji, you call everyone here." Flender began to give orders as soon as he returned to the academy. This Shrek Academy is not his alone. There were three other teachers, and he also sought their advice.

According to the discussion between the master and Qin Ming, everyone in Shrek Academy will go to Tiandou Royal Academy to study as exchange students in two months.Before that, Qin Ming will take care of the Tiandou Royal Academy's affairs, and the Shrek Academy will also do some aftermath work.

The master is not in a hurry to start the third stage of the trial.Before leaving Soto City today, the task he assigned to the Shrek Seven Monsters was very simple.In these two months, first deal with your own problems.Secondly, fully digest and absorb the actual combat experience gained from fighting spirits in the previous month.At the same time, these two months are also the soul power training period. The master requires that, except for the necessary things, everyone must concentrate on cultivating soul power.

"Xiao Lan, how do you feel now? Are you really all right?" Once back in the dormitory, Tang San repeated this question that he had confirmed several times.At this moment, even Tang Lan, who was as calm as he was, couldn't bear it anymore.

Looking at his elder brother who was still looking nervously at him, Tang Lan stared at him blankly for a while, watching his elder brother still use the same worried and nervous expression as his facial paralysis at this time, even his eyebrows They don't even move it.For the first time, Tang Lan felt that his usual expression, which never changed, was a little awkward.Because the elder brother in front of me just maintained the same expression for most of the night, I couldn't stand it anymore, and the people around him seemed to be having a hard time (you finally understand ==)

The two looked at each other inexplicably, and in the end it was Tang Lan who conceded first.Taking two steps back suddenly, Tang Lan took off her shirt before Tang San could figure out what happened.

"Brother, look, it's all right." Tang Lan felt that no matter how she explained her brother was still the same, then let him see clearly.

And Tang San, who was stunned by Tang Lan's sudden movement, looked at Tang Lan standing in front of him with his bare upper body, and was stunned again.

Soul rings have greatly transformed soul masters. Even though Tang San and Tang Lan are both tool soul masters, every time a soul ring is added, it will still strengthen their bodies.In addition, the two usually attach great importance to exercising their physical fitness, and do not completely rely on the bonus of the soul ring like ordinary soul masters.Although Tang San and Tang Lan are only 13 years old now, they are already 1.7 meters tall.

Tang Lan and Tang San's spirit rings are different, and the methods of body transformation are not exactly the same, and the methods of daily exercise are also slightly different.Compared with Tang San, Tang Lan looks a little thinner, which may also be related to Tang San's more contact with iron smelting than Tang Lan.In terms of height, after the addition of the third spirit ring, Tang San was a little taller than Tang Lan. Although the gap was only a small gap, after Tang Lan found out, he had a lot of trouble with Tang San God's awkward.

The appearance of the two also subtly changed. After Tang San was attached with the third spirit ring, it seemed that a kind of evil taste had been added to the ordinary face and temperament before.After Tang Lan added the spirit ring of the wind fox, her face seemed to be softer. The ordinary face before had not changed much, but it always seemed to be more attractive, making people more pleasing to the eye.From time to time, Tang San always felt a strange feeling about the subtleties between gestures and gestures.Although he couldn't tell what it was like, it always gave him a feeling that he wanted to get closer to Tang Lan.

Seeing Tang Lan's clean back facing him now, the throbbing seemed to be more intense, making Tang San stand in place for a while, unable to respond.

"Brother?" Tang Lan frowned, looked at Tang San behind him who was still unresponsive, and turned around directly, lazily leaning on Tang San, "I'm really fine."

"Oh? Well, okay, it's all right." Hugging Tang Lan subconsciously, the boy's skin in his hands has the firmness and elasticity of years of training. That feeling full of strength and tenacity made Tang San's thoughts even more ethereal. up.

"Brother? Let's rest if you're fine. I'm so tired today." Tang Lan looked at his brother who was a little strange today, and was very puzzled. Are you tired?

"Ah? Oh, okay, rest." Tang San didn't know what he was talking about at this time, and followed Tang Lan's request in a daze. By the time he came back to his senses, Tang Lan had already gotten used to it. Sexually fell asleep in his arms.

"What the hell am I doing here?" Tang San couldn't help but support his forehead tonight's abnormality, looking at the child sleeping peacefully in his arms, Tang San couldn't relax his brows no matter what.

"Alas..." No matter how much he thought about it, he really couldn't figure out what had happened to him recently, Tang San tightened his hands helplessly, and could only close his eyes and rest first.He is also tired today. Although he has two months to rest from tomorrow, he still has a lot of things to do.Let's think about these things that are really hard to figure out later.

What to do in these two months Tang San already made a rough plan when the master announced the holiday.Through the last distress in the Star Dou Great Forest, Tang San felt more and more insufficient in his own strength.Although having the Eight Spider Lances gave him a great advantage over soul masters of the same level.But once there is a difference in level, this advantage will disappear.

Tang San is basically confident of winning soul masters within the fortieth rank.If it exceeds level [-], it depends on the type and attributes of the opponent's soul master.If it happens that the attribute can restrain the opponent, he believes that he is not invincible with the hidden weapon.But if you are restrained by your opponent, it is almost impossible to defeat.

The stove that Tang San bought from the blacksmith shop last time has already been sent to Shrek Academy.Before returning today, he passed by the blacksmith shop and ordered a batch of metal.Fighting the soul has earned him more than 5000 gold coins, so it is no problem to buy some high-quality metals.Coupled with the metal he bought last time, he planned to add some armed strength to himself and Tang Lan within the next two months, and at the same time, he had to strengthen his practice of hidden weapon techniques.

Insufficient internal strength prevented many Tang Sect's exquisite inner sect hidden weapons from exerting their power, and Tang Lan was not good at those hidden weapon techniques.Therefore, Tang San still had to work hard on his best mechanical hidden weapons.

Although Shrek Academy is simple, the place is not small, and there are not many teachers and students.Tang San asked Flender for a vacant room when the stove was delivered.Of course, rent is indispensable.The room is not big.There are nearly thirty square meters.Foundry furnace.The calciner, the anvil that comes to strike, the foundry hammer, everything is available.

In a corner of the house, there are still a large amount of charcoal and various pieces of metal piled up, most of which have not undergone any processing.After Tang San and Tang Lan got up early in the morning, they simply cleaned the room together.

When he holds the casting hammer in his hand, a familiar feeling arises spontaneously.In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the appearance when my father taught me casting.Although Tang Hao didn't teach Tang San for too long, that time was the time when he and Tang Lan were closest to their father after they were born.Tang San remembered very deeply about every sentence Tang Wu said during that time.

"Spiritual craftsman does not use divine iron to make divine weapons, but ordinary iron to make divine weapons." Tang San repeated his father's words in a murmur, and the forging hammer in his hand was already swinging with force from his calf.

Without any target, with the sound of howling wind, the forging hammer danced with Tang San's hands in this room, every hammer was filled with internal force.The half-turn of the body and the connection between hammer and hammer are all just right.

The changes in internal strength and body made Tang San more adept at performing this chaotic cloak wind hammer technique.Although there was no target for hammering, the feeling of venting gave him an extremely comfortable feeling.

Tang San only stopped after swinging a full nine-nine-eight-one hammer, his clothes were already soaked in sweat.Tang San sent the casting hammer in front of him, and the scene when he was in Tangmen and learning to forge memories with Tang Hao kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't help being mixed for a while.

13 years old means that I have been in this world for 13 years.In this brand new world, I have gained many things that I have never had before, such as family affection, friendship, martial arts, soul skills, and... Xiaolan.All of this has been fully integrated into his soul.Tang San turned his head and saw that Tang Lan, who had already sat cross-legged in the corner, was looking at him quietly.It's just being with me quietly, without any interruptions, but it allows me to know his existence all the time.

Tang San smiled slightly at Tang Lan, then in a flash, he came to the place where the metal was piled up.When the casting hammer hit a piece of fine iron with a diameter of more than half a meter, the fine iron that shook suddenly tilted slightly, and the toes protruded out at the right time. With a light lift, the fine iron weighing nearly a hundred catties had already been picked up by him. .The left hand reached out and put the fine iron into his grasp.

Refined iron was placed on the casting furnace, and Tang San skillfully stacked charcoal, ignited it, and pulled the bellows, full of rhythm.The sound of the powerful bellows began to reverberate in the stone house, and after only a short while, the red flames burst out, and the Casting Furnace began to resume its function.

Tang San never forgot his father's words, and he also understood why his father said that casting artifacts with ordinary iron is the meaning of a true master craftsman.It is not just skill, but more importantly, firm perseverance.No matter how ordinary iron is, if it is forged tens of thousands of times, it will become the king of iron.

The Tang Sect has extremely strict requirements on the hidden weapons they manufacture. As a leader in the past in the manufacture of mechanical hidden weapons, Tang San has even stricter requirements on his own works.He would never allow himself to be in crisis due to a quality problem with the hidden weapon.

The refined iron was burning red, like an incomparably huge ruby.Only when it is completely red, can you see the impurities contained in it.The casting hammer jumped into Tang San's hands, and its dance began.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang... Rhythmic and rhythmic percussion floated from the stone house. Tang Lan looked at his brother who was immersed in forging again, and then began to meditate by himself.He and Tang San never need much words, the quiet waiting between the two is what makes each other feel at ease.

From this day on, apart from eating, Tang San didn't even go back to his dormitory to sleep, repeating casting every day.When I was tired, I sat down next to Tang Lan and practiced my soul power.As soon as he regained his energy, he resumed his work.

No one knew what Tang San was making, not even Tang Lan who had been staying in the casting room.The hidden weapons made by Tang San were indeed not understandable just by looking at them. Even if Tang Lan knew how to use some, he would only remove impurities and other simple things during the forging process.During this period, the two hardly left the casting room, but the master never came to see them.That was complete trust, the master believed that Tang San and Tang Lan would never waste their cultivation because of casting.

Tang San was so immersed in casting that he didn't pay attention to the outside situation at all. Tang Lan returned to the dormitory every day to bring clean clothes and fresh water for Tang San to change and wash.During meal time, Tang Lan led him to the cafeteria.

Tang San's body was full of metallic smell, his whole body was iron gray and charred.Time passed day by day, and the knocking sounds in the casting room only became more intense.Every day before dawn, it starts ringing.There will be no complete cessation until night completely replaces sky light.

During this period of time, even if he was eating in the cafeteria with Tang Lan, Tang San seemed taciturn, always in a state of thinking.Every time everyone saw Tang San like this, they felt that without Tang Lan, he would not even be able to find the way to the cafeteria.

But everyone also saw that Man Tang San's stains were full of muscular upper body.He looked stronger than before, and seemed to have increased in height.A faint purple meaning faintly revealed from the eyes, with a breathtaking feeling.

Looking into the distance, looking into the east where the golden line is gradually expanding.The purple energy in his eyes was getting stronger, he quietly raised his hands, and as his fists were clenched, the steel-like muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, like a cheetah ready to go.Full of power and wild beauty.

"49 days, a full 49 days, I finally succeeded. Xiao Lan, look." Tang Lan slowly spread his palms to Tang Lan who was sitting beside him and cultivating his own magic pupil, and a pair of round iron balls appeared in front of him under control.

The iron ball was pitch black, even under the sunlight, there was no luster, but a layer of cold aura quietly permeated from the iron ball.

Similarly, there are sixteen iron balls in the room behind him, Tang Lan frowned and took a lot of iron balls in Tang San's hand, not knowing what to say for a moment.My brother has been forging like a demon for nearly a month, and finally made sixteen iron balls, what do you ask him to say.

"But this one hasn't been finished yet, and the only difference is poison. Xiaolan, I really want to make Buddha's Fury Tanglian again now, and the unfinished rainstorm pear blossom needle. Unfortunately, in this world , the limitation of materials is too great after all." Tang San babbled to Tang Lan with a bunch of words that Tang Lan didn't understand, but he didn't interrupt his brother's chatter to himself.

Suddenly, in the middle of speaking, Tang San's wrist trembled slightly, and two iron balls flew out through the air.One left and one right, also silently.They strangely drew two arcs in the air, and then flew back into Tang San's grasp.In his palm, they kept spinning, but from the beginning to the end, they never collided together.

Seeing all this, Tang Lan just raised his eyebrows slightly. The Ziji Demon Eye had already been cultivated, so Tang Lan jumped off the roof and walked back to the casting room.All the metal in the room had disappeared, including the one Tang San bought from the blacksmith shop later.

Following Tang Lan's gaze, Tang San raised his right hand and wiped it across the table.Including the two in his hands, a total of eighteen iron balls disappeared into the moonlit night of the 24 bridges.Then he followed Tang Lan out of the room again.