Chapter 97: This sword has no name, it was given to me by its master
After saying this, Huo Wu instantly completed the possession of the martial spirit.
Her martial spirit is her own shadow. This shadow has the attribute of fire and is called Hokage!
According to Zhongli’s previous theory, the original martial soul is an organ of one’s own body, or it is itself.
The shadow obviously cannot meet this requirement.
But the shadow is indeed a part of myself...
After hearing this, the old man hesitated to speak, and finally became quiet instead of speaking.
Zhongli frowned, folded his left hand, touched his chin with his right hand, and fell into deep thought.
He knew a little bit about Huo Wu's situation, but he really needed to think carefully about whether or not she was considered a true martial soul.
"Based on universal rationality, the shadow should not be counted as the main body martial spirit, but it is indeed a part of the body."
"Girl Fire Dancer, can I ask a question?"
Seeing Zhongli paying attention to her and calling her girl, Huo Wu was overjoyed, nodded quickly and said, "Your Majesty, the God of War, you ask, as long as I know!"
"The problem isn't the difficulty, it's you."
Huo Wu's beautiful eyes were filled with doubts, herself?
"You want to know whether your martial soul is the original martial soul, so that you can move closer to the second martial soul awakening, right?"
"right!"
Huo Wu didn't even think about it and answered directly.
She had thought about this problem before, especially when Zhongli said that the original martial soul could awaken a second time.
Does the shadow count as the true martial spirit?
After getting the accurate answer, Zhongli nodded and said: "Girl Huowu, the second awakening of the original martial soul is difficult, very difficult!"
Zhongli didn't deceive Huo Wu by saying this.
Even if there is a method for systematic second awakening in later generations, it will still be very difficult.
The probability of survival is too low, too low.
Those who survive are naturally extremely powerful, but also a little crazy...
That kind of pain shaped their character, and there were only a few people who were not affected by it.
"Your Majesty, no matter how difficult it is, if I can try, I am willing to try."
"He's going to die."
"..."
"Your Majesty the God of Martial Arts, please stop talking. Huo Wu's martial spirit can never be her original martial spirit!"
The old man panicked, this was his granddaughter!
Huo Wu's talent is very high, even higher than that of his grandson Huo Wushuang. If he goes to get the second awakening and loses it...he won't have anywhere to cry.
Besides, Huo Wu is different from those soul masters with their own martial souls. Her combat power is not low. As long as she continues to develop smoothly like this, she can still become a strong person.
No need to take risks!
Huo Wu was stunned. When she, who was only in her early twenties, heard the word "death", her whole body was slightly shocked.
Even if you can face death directly at the moment of life and death, it is not the right time.
"I……"
For a moment, Huo Wu hesitated.
On the stage, after hearing this, Chiyu gritted his teeth, clenched his pink fists, and whispered softly: "Master, I will definitely complete the second awakening of my martial spirit!"
"This will live up to your training and those two... one fairy grass!"
Chiyu's voice was not loud, and only Zhongli heard it. As for the others, they were still looking at Huo Wu.
Zhongli glanced at Chiyu with a soft look and shook his head. He saved Chiyu without any thoughts.
Cultivate strong people?
No.
He just hopes that the people around him have the strength to take care of themselves.
Don't repeat things like that again.
"Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine..."
"The King of Dust...is finally dead..."
Thinking of his old friends, Zhongli felt a little sad. To put it bluntly, he was just a little emo...
The atmosphere suddenly became a little sad, especially Zhongli's expression.
Most of the people present were old foxes, and it was easy to tell from Zhongli's expression that he was probably missing his old friend.
Add to that what I said before... you will die! Thinking about it this way, it's not like his old friend died during his second awakening...
My scalp was numb. Zhongli's power was not unreasonable!
The old man next to Huo Wu became even more panicked when he saw this!
"Huo Wu, promise grandpa not to try it, you must not try it!"
"You are a genius. You have reached level 38 at a young age. You will be able to break through to the Soul Sect in a year or two at most..."
"Besides, even if your shadow martial soul is the main body martial soul, it is different from other main body martial souls. It has strong combat power..."
Huo Wu's grandfather said earnestly.
He was so panicked, just having such a granddaughter. Of course, he also has a "bad" grandson.
"Okay, Grandpa, I understand."
In the end, Huo Wu nodded. She was not afraid of death. However, after seeing her grandfather's anxious look, her heart began to become a little unsteady.
In addition, she is still young and like a flower.
"Everyone, there is no need to be so sad."
Everyone: Are you the saddest one?
"The secret of the true body is actually to break the limits of the human body, to constantly wander between life and death, to race against death, and..."
The more you talk about it, the scarier it becomes!
"The body is the capital of strength. If you have free time, it is beneficial to keep fit."
"The previous competition hasn't ended yet, so I won't occupy the arena any more."
After saying this, Zhongli took the tea cup from Chiyu, took Paimeng out of the ring, and returned to his seat.
Tang San: "..."
Still better?
How to fight this?
The Soul King with two purples and three blacks...
Look at yourself again. If you have all the soul rings added up, they might not be as old as the first soul ring of Shakudama!
What a bully!
"Xue Qinghe" calmly walked towards Zhongli and sat next to Zhongli. The two looked at each other, nodded, and said nothing.
Everyone was not surprised when they saw this. It was not a secret that Zhongli was a guest in the Prince's Mansion.
On the ring, Chiyu took out a silk scarf again from nowhere, wiped his mouth and hands, and then put the scarf away.
This thing cannot be destroyed casually. According to Teacher Bai, these scarves are like gold soul coins.
It's a very expensive thing.
In order to "suppress" Dai Mubai, Chiyu did that...
"Tang San, please."
Tang San: "..."
He wanted to say there was no need to compete, but the pride in his heart did not allow him to do so.
"Three education committee members, I would like to ask, can you use your own weapons in this game?"
Suddenly, Tang San seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said to Meng Shenji and the others.
After hearing this, not to mention Meng Shenji and others were stunned, the audience was also stunned.
Isn't sparring all about showing off martial arts and soul skills?
Why would Tang San think about using weapons?
Can a weapon be more powerful than one's own martial spirit?
Wait, Tang San's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, a standard useless martial spirit. His use of weapons seems quite reasonable!
No matter how bad the weapon is, it is still much more powerful than his Blue Silver Grass, right?
Meng Shenji and the other three looked at each other. Although they were confused, they still nodded.
"Can!"
After hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, that's all.
He was in his prime when he used concealed weapons!
“???”
Tang San glanced at Chiyu in confusion, when did this Catwoman take out a sword?
This sword was amber in color. If anyone said it had nothing to do with Zhongli, no one present would believe it.
"This sword has no name. It was given to me by its owner..."
(End of chapter)