A Titled Douluo's Body Is Truly Tough—Still Lively After a Hammer Blow

Tang San opened his left hand, and a jet-black glow appeared.

Tang Hao instantly sensed a familiar aura.

Sure enough, it was the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer!

Spirit Hall, just wait. When my son's Clear Sky Hammer has nine ten-thousand-year soul rings...

Before he could finish the thought, he saw that Tang San's left hand held not the Clear Sky Hammer he had expected,

but a stalk of black grass.

Tang Hao rubbed his eyes hard, making sure he wasn't seeing things.

What was going on?

Blue Silver Grass had turned into a Blue Silver Hammer, while the Clear Sky Hammer had turned into Clear Sky Grass?

Had the two martial souls crossbred?

Tang San had never seen such an expressive look on his father's face. All sorts of complicated emotions flickered across Tang Hao's face.

After a long while,

Tang Hao slowly said,

"Remember, in the future, you must use the hammer in your right hand to protect the... in your left hand..."

"In the future, you must use the grass in your left hand to protect the... right..."

Tang Hao repeated himself twice in a row, yet still had no idea how to phrase it.

He had wanted to say that the hammer should protect the grass, just as he had to protect Ah Yin.

But now it was a Blue Silver Hammer and Clear Sky Grass.

"Dad, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Tang San looked at Tang Hao as though he were a complete fool,

his words all muddled.

"I mean, in the future, don't attach a single soul ring to your second martial soul, the grass. Don't even let anyone see it appear!"

Ye Fan returned home and lay on his bed, quietly looking at his two martial souls.

Two books.

One had a Sunflower drawn on it, while the other had a zombie drawn on it.

The Sunflower and Ordinary Zombie from Plants vs. Zombies.

He couldn't quite figure it out.

What were these two books for?

What soul skills would they grant?

Shaking his head, he stopped dwelling on it and turned his attention to the system panel.

The system had said that things could be exchanged in the points shop, but he hadn't had the chance to look at it yet.

Points: Three

One ordinary modification: Ten points

One minor restriction-reduction modification: One hundred points

Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring: Not decided yet

Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone: Not decided yet

...

Inventory: Three chances for minor restriction-reduction modifications. Note: Only the three functions of modify, add, and delete may be used.

"Not decided yet? System, are you kidding me?"

Whatever number my leader says it is, that's what it is. Besides, you can't afford it anyway.

"Damn!"

Three months after their martial soul awakening,

it was time to leave for Notting College.

Old Jack had put on his finest clothes early in the morning. After all, they were going into the city.

He then called Ye Fan and Tang San to head to Notting College together.

In the end, Tang Hao still followed the original plot and sought out Old Jack a day in advance,

securing Tang San a Work-study Student position.

Old Jack had obtained that spot from several neighboring villages. None of them had anyone capable of becoming a soul master anyway.

As they walked down the road leading away from Holy Soul Village,

Ye Fan counted up his points.

Three months came to ninety-two days, with three modifications a day.

Including the three points from the first day,

he now had a total of two hundred and seventy-nine points.

That was enough to exchange for two chances at minor restriction-reduction modifications. The exchanged chances could be freely selected from among the four modification methods.

In addition, he still had the three beginner chances rewarded by the system.

Over the past three months, aside from meditating to cultivate, he had used his three daily chances to mess with Tang San.

Although he only earned one point each time, what if he got an additional reward?

For example,

Tang San was using a forging hammer to make a Hidden Weapon, a Sleeve Arrow. With the final strike, the Sleeve Arrow was successfully completed.

Ye Fan silently changed "good" to "bad."

Tang San had originally intended to give it a light tap, fitting together the parts that had not yet been riveted.

But the iron hammer in his hand suddenly swung up. To maximize its force, he even leaped high into the air.

"Eighty!"

he shouted.

Bang!

With one hammer blow, the exquisitely crafted Sleeve Arrow was smashed into scrap.

"Ah!"

Tang San immediately cried out, flinging the iron hammer in his hand out the door with a whoosh. With an anguished expression, he hurriedly picked up the fragments of the Sleeve Arrow.

Tang Hao happened to be returning from the bathroom at that moment.

The hammer Tang San had thrown struck Tang Hao squarely on the leg.

Ye Fan immediately made a second modification,

changing "leg" to "face"!

The hammer flew out, originally about to land on Tang Hao's leg, but under the effect of some mysterious force, the falling hammer shot upward with a whoosh,

then slammed precisely into Tang Hao's face.

Bang!

Tang Hao toppled to the ground with a thud, completely unresponsive.

The hammer that had struck Tang Hao's face finally landed beside him.

Seeing that only one modification chance remained for the day,

Ye Fan decided to use it all at once so he could cultivate afterward. He changed "beside" to "crotch."

The hammer had already been falling toward the ground,

yet it abruptly flew back up. The head of the forging hammer locked onto its target before falling again.

"Ah!"

Tang Hao, who had been lying unconscious on the ground, instantly sprang to his feet, clutching his lower abdomen with both hands as he hopped around.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Ye Fan was deeply impressed by the sight.

As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo. Anyone else would have passed out after taking a hammer to the face, but only the Clear Sky Douluo could still jump around so energetically afterward.

But why wasn't he shouting while jumping around?

Was he just naturally not fond of talking?

Along the way, Tang San and Old Jack kept discussing matters related to soul masters.

Ye Fan merely followed quietly while continuing to cultivate in silence.

Though it wasn't as effective as meditating in stillness, every little bit of cultivation counted.

As the saying went, the early bird catches the worm.

They had set out in the morning, and by afternoon, the three of them finally entered Notting City.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was located in the western part of Notting City.

After asking passersby for directions several times, Old Jack finally brought Ye Fan and Tang San here.

The three slowly approached the gate and, as expected, were stopped by a young gatekeeper.

This was where Master Yu Xiaogang was supposed to make his entrance.

The three slowly approached the gate and, as expected, were stopped by a young gatekeeper.

Ye Fan remembered clearly that this was where Master Yu Xiaogang was supposed to make his entrance.

"What are you doing here? Is this a place country bumpkins like you can come to?"

Old Jack hurriedly explained to the young gatekeeper that the two were Work-study Students,

and produced two certificates from Spirit Hall.

A trace of surprise immediately appeared on the young gatekeeper's face,

but his words were filled with mockery.

"Two Work-study Students? And both with Innate Full Soul Power?"

"This certificate is fake, isn't it?"

"One Blue Silver Hammer, one book—there are martial souls like that?"

"And you're from some Holy Soul Village? More like Beggar Village."

"What did you say?!"

Old Jack immediately flew into a rage.

He roared at the young gatekeeper. Holy Soul Village was his pride.

"What? Not convinced?"

"Just look at you poor lot!"

The young gatekeeper's temper flared at once. He reached out and shoved Old Jack.

Tang San swiftly stepped between them and forcefully shoved the young gatekeeper back!

Ye Fan: Let me see how I can modify this.