Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Bored on the way, Sikong Zheng said to Tang San, "I wonder what kind of martial soul we'll awaken. I'm so looking forward to it!"

Of course, our protagonist already knew that our martial soul had already been reserved.

"Hmm, I'm curious too," Tang San said casually.

The old village chief, smiling broadly, said:

"If even one of you can awaken a martial soul and possess soul power to cultivate and become a soul master, that would be a great honor for the Holy Soul Village Chief."

"Don't worry, Village Chief, we will definitely awaken our martial spirits and become Soul Masters." Sikong Zheng raised his head and smiled.

"Hahaha, good, good, you will definitely become Soul Masters, Grandpa believes in you."

When the old village chief led Sikong Zheng and Tang San to the location of the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, there were already eight children aged five or six waiting there.

A young man in his twenties took out six black stones from his body and arranged them in a hexagonal shape.

Looking at the person in front of me, there's no mistake, this must be Su Yuntao, Brother Tao, with the Lone Wolf Martial Soul, a level 26 Great Soul Master.

Old Jack stepped forward and respectfully said to Brother Tao, "Respected Soul Master, all the people in our village who have awakened their Martial Souls this year are here."

"Okay, leave the rest to me. You can go out now." Su Yuntao nodded.

Turning to the crowd, he smiled and said:

"Alright, children, don't be nervous. I'm here to help you awaken your martial spirits. In a moment, you will walk into this formation one by one and then carefully feel your own martial spirits."

A chubby little boy walked into the formation. Upon seeing this, Su Yuntao immediately clapped his hands, and six beams of light poured into the black stone. Su Yuntao then let out a low shout:

"Lone Wolf, possess me."

The aura of the level 26 Beast Soul Master immediately terrified the little boy, and the others were also immediately frightened.

"Wow." Although he was prepared and not frightened, the aura of the martial soul's possession was still awe-inspiring, Sikong Zheng thought to himself. He glanced at Tang San beside him and found that he was only slightly surprised.

Su Yuntao immediately said:

"Don't be afraid, immediately sense your martial spirit."

Only then did Sikong Zheng have a chance to look at Su Yuntao's soul rings, one white and one yellow.

Well, a ten-year spirit ring and a hundred-year spirit ring are not the optimal combination. The currently accepted spirit ring combination on the continent is that the first four spirit rings should be yellow-yellow-purple-purple, and from the fifth spirit ring onwards, they should be black and ten-thousand-year.

Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo, had spirit rings of yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, and red. The red 100,000-year spirit ring was extremely rare. Tang Hao's 100,000-year spirit ring came from the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor. Ordinary Douluos simply do not have 100,000-year spirit rings, so you can imagine how rare they are.

Su Yuntao's achievements were limited, and many others didn't even become Soul Masters.

"Scythe-wielding spirit, place your hand on this crystal ball." While Sikong Zheng was lost in thought, he had already determined the little boy's spirit.

"Without soul power, one cannot become a Soul Master. Next one."

"Ah, how could this happen? I want to become a Soul Master, waaaaaah!"

The little boy walked away dejectedly.

"Hammer spirit, no spirit power, next one; hoe, no spirit power, next one..."

It's finally my turn! My Divine Tree Martial Soul, awaken! Hahaha.

As Sikong Zheng stood in the formation, the formation flickered, and Sikong Zheng naturally extended his right hand, his martial spirit appearing amidst the flashing light.

"A withered tree? It looks so strange. Is it a mutated martial soul? It should be a negative mutation. It's a bit of a pity. Here, put your hand on this crystal ball." Su Yuntao murmured and handed over the crystal ball.

When Sikong Zheng placed his hand on the crystal ball, the crystal ball immediately shone brightly.

Upon seeing this, Su Yuntao exclaimed, "This is... innate full soul power! I never imagined that someone would have innate full soul power this year!"

Su Yuntao was still in shock as he looked at the dazzling light emanating from the crystal ball, glancing at the crystal ball and then at Sikong Zheng.

This is innate full soul power! It's hard for him not to be shocked.

Back then, his Lone Wolf Martial Soul only possessed level three soul power. His talent was insufficient, which caused him to remain stuck at level twenty-six Great Soul Master and find it difficult to break through.

If only I were born with full innate soul power! Oh, tears of envy streamed down my face.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yuntao shook his head in disappointment.

It's a pity that this martial soul is a negative mutation.

A withered tree is too fragile; how can it fight?

Sikong Zheng looked at his Divine Tree Martial Soul with great excitement. His future path of showing off and slapping faces, and his idea of ​​ruling the continent, all depended on it.

Oh, my darling, you've finally arrived.

Sikong Zheng looked at his martial spirit with great affection.

Although this martial soul doesn't look very good, that doesn't matter. With it, I can awaken my nine soul skills! Oh, and I also need to obtain a suitable soul beast's soul ring.

And it's also a naturally born full soul power. Hmm, looks like my aptitude is pretty good. Wahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Ah, I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of my life...

Seeing Sikong Zheng's excited state, Su Yuntao didn't say anything to disturb him. He was already used to it; after all, it was inevitable for a child to be excited after awakening his martial spirit.

Despite being a negatively mutated, useless martial soul.

Let's leave this kid some hope, at least the hope of him becoming a Soul Master.

Coming to his senses, Sikong Zheng turned around triumphantly and slapped his right hand onto Su Yuntao's face. "Look, look! This is my martial spirit! How about it? Impressive, right?"

Su Yuntao stared speechlessly at the child waving his hand across his face... Was it really necessary to get so agitated? Of course, he wouldn't say it aloud.

"Um... not bad, not bad, very impressive," he said, not wanting to dampen a child's enthusiasm.

"How was it? Tang San, my martial soul is pretty good, right?"

He dashed up to Tang San in a flash, showing off smugly.

"Hmm, that's amazing. Ah Zheng will definitely become a powerful Soul Master in the future," Tang San said with a gentle smile.

"Oh my, not bad, not bad at all. Tang San, you have good taste. Tang San, I'm sure your martial soul is also very powerful (*^ω^*)," Sikong Zheng chuckled at Tang San.

"Come on, last little one, stand in this formation and let's test your martial spirit."

Su Yuntao waved to Tang San.

Upon hearing this, Tang San obediently walked over and stood in the formation.

At this moment, Tang San felt a tremor in his body, and something emerged from his hands.

He naturally extended his right hand.

"Blue Silver Grass, sigh, another Blue Silver Grass. What a pity, another universally acknowledged useless martial soul, unable to become a Soul Master."

Su Yuntao shook his head in disappointment.

Tang San put his left hand behind his back and clenched it tightly because he felt that his left hand also seemed to have a martial soul, and he tried his best not to let it show.

Tang San thought to himself, "I should also have a martial soul in my left hand. I'll keep it hidden for now and ask my father when I get back. He should know!"

"Judging from this, Tang San should be holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand right now!" Just like in the original story, Tang San did not choose to expose his other spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer.

Sikong Zheng did not say anything more upon seeing this.

At this moment, Su Yuntao was preparing to pack his things and leave, having completed his mission in Holy Soul Village.

He was preparing to go to the next village.

"Uncle, you haven't tested my soul power yet."

Upon seeing this, Tang San stepped forward.

"There's no need to test soul power anymore. Blue Silver Grass doesn't have soul power, just like that little girl before. Blue Silver Grass cannot possess soul power."

Su Yuntao turned his head and gently patted Tang San's head.

"Uncle, let me try," Tang San said stubbornly, looking at Su Yuntao.

Looking at the determined-looking child in front of him, Su Yuntao's heart softened.

Since it won't take much time, let's give this child a try!

Su Yuntao looked at Tang San and said, "Alright! I'll let you give it a try!"

He took out a crystal ball and handed it over, placing his hand on it.

When Tang San placed his hand on the crystal ball, the crystal ball immediately emitted a blue light, and the blue glow filled the entire room.

"As expected, in the Golden Legend, the protagonist must have innate full soul power, enough to summon Ultraman Tiga with the Spark Lens."

Sikong Zheng looked at Tang San and teased him in a low voice.

Su Yuntao stared blankly at the blue light that filled the entire room.

"Innate full soul power!" Su Yuntao couldn't help but shout.

He stared at Tang San in shock, his heart pounding. Another innate full soul power, a rare sight on the entire continent, and here in Holy Soul Village, he had encountered two of them at once.