Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 44 There are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters

in the office,

Yu Xiaogang's voice was almost forced to be calm. He was eager to break the current deadlock and calm Ren down. His eyes were full of anxiety, and his tone also revealed an unquestionable firmness:

"Listen to me! Blade, calm down first. I've read your information. Your martial spirit is a broken sword, right? Don't worry about that.

According to my ten core theories of soul martial arts, you must also be the owner of twin martial souls!"

Yu Xiaogang's speech speed became faster and faster, and there was a hint of excitement and anticipation in his voice, as if he had already seen the glory of Ren's future:

"You are the fourth owner of twin martial spirits in this continent! Believe me, I will definitely give you the best!"

His eyes sparkled with confidence, and as he spoke, he carefully observed the blade's reaction. Yu Xiaogang continued, his voice full of passion and conviction:

“Also, don’t worry about the sword in your hand.

According to my theory, there are no useless martial spirits in this world, only useless spirit masters!
As long as you follow my training method, even if you are a broken sword, you can still conquer the continent and become one of the strongest!"

Yu Xiaogang's emotions became more and more excited. He stood up. Although the injury on his leg made him feel pain, he no longer cared about his master's demeanor and spoke out all the benefits he could bring to Blade:

"I really can't bear to see you go astray and waste your great talent, Blade, can you believe me?"

His eyes were full of expectation and earnestness, as if he was extending a pair of redemptive hands to Ren, hoping that he could seize this opportunity and change his destiny.

Every word Yu Xiaogang spoke was powerful; his commitment and belief echoed in the office, easing the tense atmosphere in the air a little.

Even the famous quote that cursed him twice came out of his mouth without him noticing!
At this moment, after listening to Yu Xiaogang's self-righteous remarks, Ren felt that the joy in his heart was about to burst out in an instant!

A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he felt extremely annoyed with Yu Xiaogang's ignorance and arrogance.

This Yu Xiaogang is still so shameless. What he said is just enough to make people laugh. He doesn't deserve any respect at all.

Ren sneered in his heart. He scoffed at Yu Xiaogang's so-called ten theories. Yu Xiaogang couldn't even tell that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was of the quality of Blue Silver Emperor, let alone tell that his Disintegrated Sword was an unparalleled divine sword!
In response, Ren just sneered. His voice was low and full of playfulness. Every word seemed to be soaked in ice water, carrying a chilling chill:
"A useless martial spirit?"

“Ten Ridiculous Theories.”

"or."

"you."

"Come and try the sword in my hand?"

"Proof. Proof?"

"hehe."

As he spoke, an evil smile appeared on Ren's lips, which contained endless provocation and contempt.

He immediately began to hurt himself. The sharp sword blade instantly cut through his palm, and the abundant blood immediately turned into blood gas, filling the air.

The aura around Ren surged at an incredible speed, and the powerful force almost broke the tranquility of the entire office.

The broken sword was surrounded by blood-colored light and shadow. The oppressive force emanating from the sword was so strong that even the so-called number one martial spirit in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer, could not match it! The entire office seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​sword energy. Blood-colored dragons intertwined in the air to form a net, making the blade look like a god of war. That momentum was enough to scare any challenger.

"Where on earth did your martial spirit come from? I have never seen it before!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was full of shock and confusion, his face turned pale and his eyes widened, obviously frightened by the power displayed by Ren's martial spirit.

As a great soul master, Yu Xiaogang should not be afraid of a boy who has just awakened his martial soul, but when he witnessed this scene with his own eyes, he could no longer remain calm.

It was a feeling of fear and shock; his body trembled involuntarily, as if suppressed by an invisible force.

Yu Xiaogang boasted that he had read countless precious books from the Spirit Hall and believed that his understanding of spirits had reached a considerable level.

However, the scene before him made him unable to believe his eyes.

He was panicked and hurriedly picked up Blade's Spirit Hall certificate again and read the description on it carefully.

The certificate clearly stated that Blade's martial soul was a broken sword, and it also considerately marked the three big words "waste martial soul".

Yu Xiaogang looked at the person who presented the certificate, Su Yuntao, and cursed secretly in his heart. He simply wanted to torture this blind soul master. How could he evaluate Blade's martial soul so badly?
Ren's personality is unpredictable. Yu Xiaogang originally planned to show his talent, but he didn't expect that he guessed wrong from the beginning.

His masterly demeanor was gone and now he could only stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang vaguely felt that this little ancestor seemed really difficult to take down.

He even began to worry whether his life was in danger.

His heart was filled with anxiety and fear, and he knew that he had to re-examine Blade and re-evaluate the apprentice he was about to accept.

Yu Xiaogang clenched his teeth, cold sweat running down his forehead. He knew that his first impression this time was completely ruined.

He secretly regretted it in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't give up.

There's more to his theory than just that, he still has a chance to redeem himself, he's going to try again and make Blade feel like he's still trustworthy.

"Um. Blade, I was mistaken." There was a subtle hint of embarrassment and uneasiness in Yu Xiaogang's voice.
"Your martial soul is very good, and your talent is also very good. Let me give you another suggestion. According to the ten core theories of martial souls, the maximum absorption period of your first soul ring should be..."

However, before he could finish his words, Ren had already pointed the sword in one hand straight at him and was slowly approaching step by step.

The corners of Ren's mouth curled up, his blood-red eyes were full of madness and sarcasm, and a red light suddenly lit up above his head, illuminating the entire room like the scorching sun.

Several blood-red hundred thousand year soul rings grew from small to large, slowly unfolding from top to bottom, like a red lotus emerging from a cocoon, blooming with breathtaking beauty.

"Ah."

There was a hint of contempt in Ren's voice, "Will your so-called theory bring me surprises?"

"I'm a little anxious waiting."

There was a hint of mockery in his voice, as if he was mocking Yu Xiaogang's ignorance and arrogance.

His eyes were like sharp swords, piercing straight at Yu Xiaogang. The powerful feeling of oppression made Yu Xiaogang involuntarily take a few steps back.
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