Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

"Hahaha!"

"If you have this awareness, well, uncle, I will tell you today, the core fighting method in this world!"

"Wuhun!"

The Beastmaster released his martial spirit in an instant as he spoke, "The power of a fucking tiger!"

A layer of snow-white fluff covered his arms, and his hands turned into two white tiger claws in an instant.

"This is the Martial Soul?" Chen Qianzhu said in surprise.

The beast king nodded, "That's right, this is the martial soul. Everyone has their own martial soul, and you will too, but it must be when you are six years old."

"With the Martial Soul, we can start to cultivate our soul power. From level one to level one hundred, we can attach a spirit ring every tenth level..."

Afterwards, the Beastmaster continued to introduce everything about soul masters to Chen Qianzhu.

This had a great impact on Chen Qianzhu who had just learned about this world.

Not only did Chen Qianzhu not feel disgusted by this, but he was also very interested in it. He began to try his best to understand and record these brand new knowledge.

In the Church of the Holy Spirit, there is no choice.

There is no option for mortals, either to die to help others, or to practice hard until one day you give your heart to the Holy Spirit Cult.

As Chen Xiu's only heir, he has no choice.

He can't choose to be an ordinary person, he must become a soul master, this is his birth destiny.

Being born extraordinary cut off his ordinary possibility.

In this world, the weak are preyed upon by the strong. If you do not strengthen yourself, no one will protect you.

The Beastmaster kind of likes this kid, as for the reason?

There is a beast in this kid, which suits him very much!

The Beastmaster still knew Chen Xiu, he was definitely a cold-blooded and heartless person.

If someone threatened him with the life of his woman or heir, then he would definitely kill his woman and heir without hesitation.

These things are just luxuries, which are dispensable to Chen Xiu.

If luxury goods become an obstacle, then the Beastmaster believes that Chen Xiu will definitely remove the obstacle in front of him with his own hands!

Therefore, in order to prevent that day from coming, the maid Bai Jie found the Beast King and asked him to teach Chen Qianzhu.

Zhu Guo'er is too naive, all of Chen Xiu's relatives know Chen Xiu, only she doesn't.

Therefore, as a similarly sensible person, Bai Jie entrusted the beast king to teach Chen Qianzhu the knowledge of soul masters in advance.

While it might not be useful to do so, it doesn't hurt, does it?

The Beastmaster naturally did not refuse the request, and after getting to know him for a while, the Beastmaster also fell in love with him a little bit.

He could see a bit of Chen Xiu's shadow in Chen Qianzhu, and some things that Chen Xiu didn't have.

Maybe he was deliberately imitating Chen Xiu.

"That's about it, you won't remember if I say too much." After finishing speaking, the Beastmaster picked up the platinum jug next to him and took a big gulp for himself.

The two sat together on a grassland, and Chen Qianzhu observed the changes in the Beast King curiously.

"Uncle, then you have eight spirit rings on your body, could it be Contra?" Chen Qianzhu asked curiously.

The Beastmaster was stunned for a moment, and he said it again, unexpectedly, this kid really remembered it.

With a good memory, he thought he would have to repeat it many times.

"That's right, don't underestimate Contras. Although there are many Contras in this world, they are definitely not many, and Uncle, I am the best of them."

"Come on, uncle, I'll show you my eighth soul skill, the power of the fucking bear!"

As soon as the words fell, the arms of the beast king swelled instantly, and the original white tiger features on the arms did not disappear, but became thicker.

Immediately afterwards, many metal-like sharp claws suddenly grew out from between the fingers of both arms!

This is the power brought by the Beastmaster's eighth spirit ring, an 89,000-year-old Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear.

Seeing Chen Qianzhu's adoring expression, the Beastmaster stood up and patted his chest with his thick palm.

"Come on, give Uncle a punch, Uncle will see how powerful you are!"

After the Beast King finished speaking, Chen Qianzhu stood up excitedly, "Okay!"

He didn't have any power skills to speak of, he just punched the Beastmaster in the stomach with an ordinary punch.

Let alone this feeling, the Beastmaster couldn't even feel it.

He has integrated the power and defense of eight soul beasts, plus his own soul power of level eighty-nine, so it can be said that he is not too much a pseudo-titled Douluo.

But the next second, the Beastmaster was suddenly dumbfounded!

His martial soul possession was suddenly lifted!

There was no warning, he didn't take the initiative to lift it, what was the reason?

The beast king lowered his head to look at the short Chen Qianzhu.

"Qianzhu, what are you doing?"

Chen Qianzhu was stunned by the question of the beast king, "Huh?"

As soon as the Beastmaster covered his face, he was also an idiot. How could he ask such a thing?

For a child who just got to know a soul master, what do you expect to be able to ask?

"Ahem, Qianzhu, you came here to punch uncle. Uncle didn't feel the strength at all just now. This time it's a little harder."

After finishing speaking, the Beastmaster released his martial spirit again, this time he used the beast transformation of the Fifteen Ton Antlion.

In an instant, the Fifteen Ton Antlion's leather armor covered the Beastmaster's body.

This time Chen Qianzhu contemplated for a long time before he punched.

Still the same as last time, I didn't feel any strength.

However, the next second!

The same thing happened again!

His martial spirit disintegrated again without warning!

The Beastmaster shrank his pupils. If the first time was an accident and the second time was a fluke, what about the third time?

"Qianzhu, it still doesn't work, let's do it again!"

after!

same result!

No matter what, as long as Chen Qianzhu punched him.

No matter what state the Beastmaster is in, his martial soul will automatically release his possession!

Even releasing the spirit avatar is the same, and if Chen Qianzhu has been in contact with the beast king, he can't even complete the spirit possession!

God, what a horror thing this is?

Eighty percent of the power of a soul master comes from the martial soul.

If soul masters can't release their martial souls, what should they use to fight?

Use soul bones?

How many people have?

It's crazy, the Beastmaster can no longer explain his current mood in words.

He was both scared and excited. In the entire history of the soul master world, there had never been anything that could prevent others from releasing their martial soul!

This is like not allowing chefs to cook with kitchen utensils, farmers not to plow the land with hoes, butchers to kill pigs with knives, and soldiers to fight with hot weapons!

This metaphor is not exaggerated at all!

"Qianzhu, you go back first, Uncle, I'm not feeling well today, don't tell anyone what happened today, including your mother, or the person you trust the most, unless it's your father."

"But the premise is that you can be sure that it is your father, not someone else who used a disguise to change it, do you understand?"

Seeing that the usually bohemian beast king suddenly became serious, Chen Qianzhu was still a little uncomfortable and could only nod in confusion.

"Good uncle."

The Beastmaster didn't send Chen Qianzhu off this time, he seemed very anxious, activated his martial soul to launch the power of the eagle, grew a pair of wings and flew away.

"If this is not my daydream, then maybe our opportunity to teach the Holy Spirit has come!"