Volume One

The new handprint in Holy Soul Village

Looking at the forging hammer that was several inches taller than himself, Su Xing first lightly weighed it a few times, then smiled. "And those with good potential will go to the intermediate Soul Master Academy to study until they are eighteen. The things taught in the intermediate Soul Master Academy are much more profound, but the difficulty of learning will also greatly increase. If they cannot meet the academy's requirements in the end, they will not be able to graduate smoothly." Perhaps it was too fast, the bird didn't even notice. It still flapped its wings, pecking at the insects on the tree. Immediately after, Su Xing directly shouldered the large iron hammer, picked up a few pieces of pig iron, and ran off. Another uncle walked over, took Tang San's hand, stuffed a basket of eggs into his hand, and said with emotion, "San'er, you and Xiao Su are going to Nuoding City, and you don't have any relatives or friends. You must take care of each other." "It's okay, the weight is quite manageable." "..." Su Xing's face was full of black lines, and he glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes of the aunt. On the way, Old Jack told Tang San and Su Xing about the Soul Master Academy. Arriving at the village entrance, looking at the handprint that had appeared on the stone pillar, Tang Hao mocked himself, "Hmph, Title Douluo, what's the use of becoming a Title Douluo? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love the most!" "At that time, the fee for outsiders visiting the village will be even higher, after all, this is a handprint left by a Title Douluo." "Wait a moment, I almost forgot about this." Su Xing suddenly spoke, and then ran towards the stone pillar with the handprint of a Soul Sage. Immediately after, Su Xing directly shouldered the large iron hammer, picked up a few pieces of pig iron, and ran off. "And those with good potential will go to the intermediate Soul Master Academy to study until they are eighteen. The things taught in the intermediate Soul Master Academy are much more profound, but the difficulty of learning will also greatly increase. If they cannot meet the academy's requirements in the end, they will not be able to graduate smoothly." "Clang!" "Damn it, it's too tiring. This hammer technique uses force to borrow force. The more you go to the end, the greater the consumption. No wonder in the end, you can only swing eighty-one hammers, not eighty-one thousand hammers..." "Xiao Su, Xiao San, let's go, it's getting late." Old Jack said sternly... "At that time, the fee for outsiders visiting the village will be even higher, after all, this is a handprint left by a Title Douluo." It was indeed difficult at first. After hammering for a whole day, Su Xing could only rely on his physical strength to forcefully make each hammer stronger than the last, and he didn't seem to find a way to improve the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique. Leaning on the hammer handle to catch his breath, Su Xing muttered. "..." Su Xing continued to practice the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique while thinking. "Heh heh." Su Xing. A total of twenty-one hammers. After completing the last strike, Su Xing spun twice in place with the forging hammer, dissipating the impact force of the forging hammer. Tang San's face was full of black lines, and he was instantly petrified on the spot. During this time, Su Xing also simulated life twice. "Hmm, I know, Uncle Wang." Tang San scratched his head and gave an awkward smile. But these two times, his luck was so bad that in the simulated life, he couldn't even become a Soul Master, let alone obtain any good items. Arriving at the village entrance, looking at the handprint that had appeared on the stone pillar, Tang Hao mocked himself, "Hmph, Title Douluo, what's the use of becoming a Title Douluo? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love the most!" Arriving at the village entrance, looking at the handprint that had appeared on the stone pillar, Tang Hao mocked himself, "Hmph, Title Douluo, what's the use of becoming a Title Douluo? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love the most!" "Could Brother Su also have innate divine strength? But he doesn't forge iron, so what does he need these things for?" Tang San scratched his head, looking confused. "This Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique feels like it needs some improvement." "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. "Xiao Su, you lazy person, you always have so many excuses. What are you doing again?" Old Jack angrily poked his cane a few times and reprimanded him. "Alright, when I become a Title Douluo in the future, this little handprint can be used to tell a story." Tang Hao lifted the door curtain and walked out. At this moment, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes. He looked at Tang San's back at the village entrance and was lost in thought for a moment. The blacksmith shop in the distance. After absorbing the 80,000-year-old head spirit bone, Su Xing's various attributes were slightly enhanced. Carrying a hammer weighing dozens of pounds and running is just a basic operation. In the following swings, Su Xing would carefully consider the shortcomings and then correct and improve the posture and force of his swings. "Forget it, let's rest for now. We'll continue tomorrow." "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. Leaning on the hammer handle to catch his breath, Su Xing muttered. "And those with good potential will go to the intermediate Soul Master Academy to study until they are eighteen. The things taught in the intermediate Soul Master Academy are much more profound, but the difficulty of learning will also greatly increase. If they cannot meet the academy's requirements in the end, they will not be able to graduate smoothly." "It's okay, the weight is quite manageable." However, Tang San didn't know. Everyone was a little confused, not knowing what this kid was up to. Arriving at the village entrance, looking at the handprint that had appeared on the stone pillar, Tang Hao mocked himself, "Hmph, Title Douluo, what's the use of becoming a Title Douluo? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love the most!" Arriving at the village entrance, looking at the handprint that had appeared on the stone pillar, Tang Hao mocked himself, "Hmph, Title Douluo, what's the use of becoming a Title Douluo? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love the most!" "Could Brother Su also have innate divine strength? But he doesn't forge iron, so what does he need these things for?" Tang San scratched his head, looking confused. "This Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique feels like it needs some improvement." "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. "..." Su Xing's face was full of black lines, and he glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes of the aunt. Finally, the head of the forging hammer fell heavily onto the ground. In the evening, after a whole day of high-intensity exercise, Su Xing's physical strength was clearly insufficient. At this moment, it seemed like there was not a drop of energy left in his body, and he lay limply on the grass. Su Xing slapped the stone pillar, and immediately, a small palm print was left on the stone pillar. It was not far from Holy Soul Village to Nuoding City. Old Jack took Su Xing and Tang San and walked for half a day. They ate some dry food in the middle, and in the afternoon, they could vaguely see the outline of Nuoding City. Su Xing continued to practice the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique while thinking... Looking at the forging hammer that was several inches taller than himself, Su Xing first lightly weighed it a few times, then smiled: Many villagers from Holy Soul Village came to the village entrance to see them off. An aunt came forward, waved to Su Xing, and said with a smile, "Xiao Su, when you go to Nuoding City, don't forget us. My Xiao Cui is still waiting for you." "Damn it, it's too tiring. This hammer technique uses force to borrow force. The more you go to the end, the greater the consumption. No wonder in the end, you can only swing eighty-one hammers, not eighty-one thousand hammers..." Perhaps it was too fast, the bird didn't even notice. It still flapped its wings, pecking at the insects on the tree. Outside Holy Soul Village. Looking at the forging hammer that was several inches taller than himself, Su Xing first lightly weighed it a few times, then smiled: Su Xing continued to practice the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique while thinking. Looking at the forging hammer that was several inches taller than himself, Su Xing first lightly weighed it a few times, then smiled: "Swish." "Heh heh." Su Xing. "Could Brother Su also have innate divine strength? But he doesn't forge iron, so what does he need these things for?" Tang San scratched his head, looking confused. Su Xing and Tang San both came to the stone pillar at the village entrance with the Soul Sage's handprint. They each carried a small bundle on their backs and followed behind Old Jack. In a dense forest, a bird was on a tree more than ten meters high, gently flapping its wings and pecking at the insects on the tree. Su Xing slapped the stone pillar, and immediately, a small palm print was left on the stone pillar. "Clang!" "At that time, the fee for outsiders visiting the village will be even higher, after all, this is a handprint left by a Title Douluo." The villagers waved goodbye to them. "Could Brother Su also have innate divine strength? But he doesn't forge iron, so what does he need these things for?" Tang San scratched his head, looking confused. But these two times, his luck was so bad that in the simulated life, he couldn't even become a Soul Master, let alone obtain any good items. These messages were all information he had gathered in advance, so that they would not be ignorant when they went to Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy. "Swish." "Clang!" "..." Everyone's faces were full of black lines, but a smile appeared on their faces. Thus. Everyone was a little confused, not knowing what this kid was up to. "Xiao Su, Xiao San, when you become Soul Masters in the future, don't forget to come back and see us!" Everyone was a little confused, not knowing what this kid was up to. "Hmm, I know, Uncle Wang." Tang San scratched his head and gave an awkward smile. A moment later, under another big tree. Just then, a big black rat carrying a large iron hammer whizzed past under the big tree, creating a sound of breaking wind. Today was the day for him and Tang San to register at Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy. "Xiao Su, Xiao San, when you become Soul Masters in the future, don't forget to come back and see us!" Perhaps it was too fast, the bird didn't even notice. It still flapped its wings, pecking at the insects on the tree. In the evening, after a whole day of high-intensity exercise, Su Xing's physical strength was clearly insufficient. At this moment, it seemed like there was not a drop of energy left in his body, and he lay limply on the grass. In the following swings, Su Xing would carefully consider the shortcomings and then correct and improve the posture and force of his swings. A moment later, under another big tree. Three days later. "Xiao Su, Xiao San, let's go, it's getting late." Old Jack said sternly... "At that time, the fee for outsiders visiting the village will be even higher, after all, this is a handprint left by a Title Douluo." Su Xing held up the iron hammer, which was almost as tall as his body, and struck the pig iron fixed in front of him again and again. These messages were all information he had gathered in advance, so that they would not be ignorant when they went to Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy. Su Xing continued to practice the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique while thinking. "Heh heh." Su Xing. Thus. "Clang!" Many villagers from Holy Soul Village came to the village entrance to see them off. An aunt came forward, waved to Su Xing, and said with a smile, "Xiao Su, when you go to Nuoding City, don't forget us. My Xiao Cui is still waiting for you." "Alright, when I become a Title Douluo in the future, this little handprint can be used to tell a story." Su Xing and Tang San both came to the stone pillar at the village entrance with the Soul Sage's handprint. They each carried a small bundle on their backs and followed behind Old Jack. "Clang!" "Clang!" ... "..." Su Xing's face was full of black lines, and he glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes of the aunt. "This Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique feels like it needs some improvement." The villagers waved goodbye to them. "Clang!" "Xiao Su, you lazy person, you always have so many excuses. What are you doing again?" Old Jack angrily poked his cane a few times and reprimanded him. Outside Holy Soul Village. "It's okay, the weight is quite manageable." "Xiao Su, you lazy person, you always have so many excuses. What are you doing again?" Old Jack angrily poked his cane a few times and reprimanded him. His feet were firmly planted on the ground, and his calves exerted force. Su Xing's body turned halfway, and he swung the huge forging hammer in a full circle in the air, striking the pig iron heavily. Leaning on the hammer handle to catch his breath, Su Xing muttered. "Wait a moment, I almost forgot about this." Su Xing suddenly spoke, and then ran towards the stone pillar with the handprint of a Soul Sage. "Thirteen... eighteen... twenty-one!" The villagers waved goodbye to them. Three days later. The blacksmith shop in the distance. "Xiao Su, Xiao San, let's go, it's getting late." Old Jack said sternly. Just then, a big black rat carrying a large iron hammer whizzed past under the big tree, creating a sound of breaking wind. "Clang!" It was indeed difficult at first. After hammering for a whole day, Su Xing could only rely on his physical strength to forcefully make each hammer stronger than the last, and he didn't seem to find a way to improve the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique. Leaning on the hammer handle to catch his breath, Su Xing muttered. "And those with good potential will go to the intermediate Soul Master Academy to study until they are eighteen. The things taught in the intermediate Soul Master Academy are much more profound, but the difficulty of learning will also greatly increase. If they cannot meet the academy's requirements in the end, they will not be able to graduate smoothly." "It's okay, the weight is quite manageable." However, Tang San didn't know. "..." "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. "Xiao Su, Xiao San, when you become Soul Masters in the future, don't forget to come back and see us!" "..." "Thirteen... eighteen... twenty-one!" A total of twenty-one hammers. After completing the last strike, Su Xing spun twice in place with the forging hammer, dissipating the impact force of the forging hammer. "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. It was not far from Holy Soul Village to Nuoding City. Old Jack took Su Xing and Tang San and walked for half a day. They ate some dry food in the middle, and in the afternoon, they could vaguely see the outline of Nuoding City. Tang San's face was full of black lines, and he was instantly petrified on the spot. Finally, the head of the forging hammer fell heavily onto the ground. Outside Holy Soul Village. "Su Xing slapped the stone pillar, and immediately, a small palm print was left on the stone pillar." "Today was the day for him and Tang San to register at Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy." "..." Everyone's faces were full of black lines, but a smile appeared on their faces. "Okay, okay, everyone go back. This isn't a long journey. It's only half a day's trip to Nuoding City. Don't make it like a farewell to life and death." Old Jack smiled and said. "Today was the day for him and Tang San to register at Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy."