"Teacher, Wang Feng will definitely regret not accepting you as his teacher in the future."

What Tang San said was sonorous and powerful, and it felt like what he said was true.

"Maybe." Yu Xiaogang said humbly, looked at Tang San, and felt better.

He will definitely regret it.

At this time, Yu Xiaogang took a glass of water to Tang San, sat down and said: "Tang San, tomorrow I will take you to hunt for soul rings and break through the soul master. Before that, I will release your other martial soul."

Come out and let me take a look. I'll help you make a plan."

Tang San nodded and directly released his second martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer.

When Yu Xiaogang saw the hammer, he suddenly stood up from his seat, with extremely excited eyes in his eyes. Staring at the hammer, he murmured: "Tang San, Tang San, surnamed Tang,...it turns out

in this way."

With him, his theory will definitely become a reality. After calming down his excitement, he said: "Okay, Xiaosan, please put the martial spirit away. You have to remember that you can never give this to me without my permission."

The martial soul has a soul ring attached to it. Do you remember?"

Tang San looked at the master with some surprise, because his father also said such a thing.

After the two chatted about their father's affairs for a while, Yu Xiaogang asked: "Tang San, what do you think of your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit?"

"That's why people say that Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial spirit, but I don't think so."

Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I have always maintained that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters."

If Wang Feng were here, he would definitely say something.

'That's right, there is indeed no useless martial spirit, there are only useless soul masters, for example, yourself.'
Chapter completed!