Chapter 10: A Hundred Years of Shock to Tang Hao! (Please bookmark and read!) (1 / 1)
"Huh... should this be alright? Titled Douluo meridians should be very strong, right? I haven't seen any signs of Lao Deng's health problems, although I sensed that Lao Deng's vitality was indeed decreasing."
Because it lacks the core inner strength, the meditation method modified by Tang San has slightly higher cultivation requirements.
But the new meditation method is too demanding! After all, soul power seems too violent to Tang San. Compared to the inner strength cultivated by Xuan Tian Gong, it's like a wild boar that can be angry at any moment!
Managing soul power often becomes increasingly difficult as the soul master's level increases, and only after a Titled Douluo begins to cultivate mental power does it gradually improve.
This is why the self-created soul skills on the Douluo Continent are so shocking, and why Tang San, the original Buddha, can shock everyone when he uses the Ghost Shadow Mirage technique! This is entirely due to the Xuan Tian Gong's internal energy!
Compared to the violent spirit power, internal energy is far too gentle.
"Whatever! Old Poke is tough anyway. The worst that can happen is just a spirit power shock. If Old Poke had been a little braver, he could at least maintain his current combat effectiveness. Luckily, Holy Spirit Village is a small place. The strongest person is probably Master Mashouno from the original novel."
Tang San was also thankful that Tang Hao, Old Poke, was so good at choosing a location. Otherwise, in a big city, he and his friend might have accidentally run into a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo. Given his current physical condition, he'd be in big trouble!
After completing his latest meditation method, Tang San continued with his usual anti-theft measures. Although he knew they were useless, he still had to give it a try.
"Gotta check the traps I set yesterday. Hopefully, I'll find something today!"
Tang San touched his nose and muttered, but he also vaguely sensed something. But Tang Hao wouldn't have mentioned it, and as long as he could eat, he was happy.
Here, Tang San, the Buddha, was starving to the bone! If it weren't for the gentle internal energy of the Xuantian Gong, would he have awakened his twin martial spirits? Or had he reached full innate soul power? Wasn't it simply the Xuantian Gong that forced him to increase his power?
After gathering his things, Tang San began to descend from the treehouse to see what prey he had set in his traps today. However, he still felt a little uneasy looking at the tall tree trunks.
After all, a child's perspective was too low. As he climbed down, Tang San, like a real child, dipped his tiny feet down to touch something before daring to continue.
This also made the person secretly protecting Tang Hao feel a bit like watching over his own child. Only then did Tang San act like a child.
When Tang San ran away from Tang Hao, he slowly emerged from his hiding place and appeared in the treehouse in a flash. This treehouse, which was just right for Tang San, was far too cramped for Tang Hao.
Tang Hao, a dignified Titled Douluo, could only hunch over and carefully maneuver around the treehouse. Upon entering, he spotted the notebook Tang San had just finished writing on the desk, the number 4 already crossed out.
"Has Xiao San gotten up to something again? Is being a Spirit Master really that appealing? Humph! So what if he's a Titled Douluo? It still ends with his family torn apart..."
Tang Hao looked at the words "Meditation Method" and couldn't help but think back to that day. Ah Yin's joy at becoming a father for the first time, giving birth to his son.
Helplessness at being hunted by the Spirit Hall, and Ah Yin's grief and anger at having sacrificed herself so he could escape with Tang San.
"Huh...live in peace and safety, isn't it good to have a wife and children?"
Tang Hao's eyes held a hint of dejection and sadness. He didn't want what happened to him and Ah Yin to happen to his son. Especially now that Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline had awakened, and the aura of Ah Yin's hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast was becoming increasingly pronounced.
"This! This!"
Though Tang Hao said this, he was still deeply concerned for Tang San. After all, cultivating without awakening his spirit was the first time in his life he'd seen anyone do so.
Perhaps Tang San's mother was a transformed 100,000-year-old spirit beast! That's why her son, at such a young age, could cultivate without a spirit.
However, Tang Hao was also worried that Tang San would develop health problems through reckless practice. Previously, he'd only given Tang San a fleeting glance at his meditation method.
After all, how could the basic meditation method provided by the Spirit Hall compare to their Haotian Sect's? It was just a commonplace one!
But today, perhaps after training, his son Tang San felt the familiar Ah Yin aura reappear, and the sight brought a touch of sadness to Tang Hao.
He also began to worry about his son's meditation method, wanting to examine it thoroughly with his Titled Douluo's eyes!
And to demonstrate his fatherly authority! It was just a commonplace meditation method. No matter how it was modified, it couldn't compare to what a Haotian Sect disciple like him could do!
But when Tang Hao took his first closer look, his eyes froze for a moment! At that moment, Tang Hao felt like he wasn't looking at some child's random fabrication, but the lab notes of a learned scholar.
"Could it be... my son is a genius?"
Even Tang Hao, one of the Haotian Twins of the Haotian Sect, a descendant of one of the three great sects, and the youngest Titled Douluo in the history of Douluo Continent, possessed considerable pride and a keen eye!
But when Tang Hao took hold of his son Tang San's casually written meditation method, his rough hands couldn't help but tremble.
He flipped through the pages, taking in every word and pattern, memorizing them all in his mind with the powerful mental power of a Titled Douluo. At that moment, Tang Hao felt like he'd lived a miserable life!
When Su Yuntao had been giving his son Tang San meditation instructions, Tang Hao had secretly examined them carefully. It was just an ordinary, commonplace meditation method, the most widely circulated and safest among spirit masters on Douluo Continent.
However, safe cultivation also means mediocrity, which is why Su Yuntao wasn't slain by Tang Hao's hammer blow.
"!!! Is this even possible? Those soul power channels connecting the body, what Xiao San calls meridians and acupoints? This is truly written by a two-year-old!!!"
Tang Hao felt that, thanks to his son, he had almost moved on from the shadow of Ah Yin's sacrifice, becoming the youngest Titled Douluo on Douluo Continent.
At that moment, Tang Hao's concentration was instantly broken! Especially when Tang Hao turned to the latest page, his entire body froze.
As if witnessing an incredible scene, a soul power filled with weight-bearing pressure erupted from Tang Hao's body, and the tree house that Tang San had painstakingly built was directly shattered by the raging soul power!
"..."
Tang Hao only then came to his senses, his eyes bulging, feeling that he had made a big mistake. He had just read the contents of "Meditation Method 4.0."
Even as a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao couldn't maintain his composure. The spirit power that had been dormant within him couldn't help but erupt.
This wasn't something a Titled Douluo should have done, but Tang Hao still bore the scars of the past.
"This is troublesome! If Xiao San finds out, she'll definitely hate me again..."
Tang Hao's face turned bitter. The relationship he had finally mended with his father was in jeopardy! Tang Hao didn't want his son to move out and live with Old Jack again because of this.
"Hahaha! But my son is a genius! No way! Xiao San's treehouse is too dangerous here! And all these things belong to Xiao San! I don't think anyone dares to touch them!!!"
But as a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao still had to be thick-skinned and single-minded. Otherwise, how could he have taken down Ah Yin back then? It was the same word again.
Foolish!
Tang Hao was completely overwhelmed by the joy of his son, Tang San, being a genius. After all, every step of Tang San's meditation technique modification had been carried out before Tang Hao's eyes. He was able to modify an ordinary, commonplace meditation method into something so elaborate that even a major sect would hide it.
If this isn't genius, what else could it be?
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