MTL - Douluo Dalu-Chapter 5 Grandmaster? master? (four)

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If it is said that the first time is still happening, then it is obviously not so simple to throw Wang Sheng twice in succession. The other children watched Tang San’s eyes suddenly change.

A low sigh that should not appear in the child's mouth sounded from Wang Sheng's throat. In the vagueness, he could see a faint yellow glow on his body, and the body fluttering on the bed instantly bounced, whether it was speed or strength. Obviously it is not comparable to what it was before.

Wuhun. He used the power of the martial arts. This thought flashed from the light stone fire in Tang San’s mind.

However, what about the Wuhun?

Seeing Wang Sheng's hands on his shoulders, Tang San also lifted his hands, also in the shape of a claw, greeted Wang Sheng's hand. At the same time, the toes of both feet are inward, and the knees are slightly curved, making a standard horse step of clamping the sheep and horses.

Four hands are connected. If it is just a skill use, then the front is completely a contest of strength. Two pairs of different sizes have been caught together.

Wang Sheng has obviously been angered by Tang San, and his face has a hint of embarrassment. At this time, he has used his own martial arts to fight the tiger, although he also knows that he can not really hurt Tang San, but at least he must rely on strength to make this The little devil who made his face lose face fell to the ground.

Tiger claws force, Wang Sheng has every reason to believe that with his strength in the top five among the students, it is a breeze to overwhelm this kid.

However, is this really the case?

Although Tang San is small, he can even swing a thousand times a day with a casting hammer. How can power be normal?

At the same time as Wang Sheng's strength, he clearly felt that the hands that were obviously a few times smaller than themselves were as hard as steel, and in an instant, they had an overwhelming victory in power. Tang San’s hands and thumbs at the same time, Wang Sheng only felt that the tiger’s mouth was numb, and his soul was completely suppressed by the other side. Then Tang San jumped back with his hand.

Wang Sheng himself was thrown from the air, and Tang San jumped back and suddenly lost his balance. He watched Tang’s knees zoom in front of him, and his heart suddenly shouted.

Tang San’s knee was toward his nose. Wang Sheng knew that even if he did not calculate the strength of Tang San’s own, his body weight would be so sloppy, and his nose bones would not be guaranteed. At this moment, he could not help but regret it.

When he saw that he could reinvent his opponent, Tang San’s hands suddenly loosened. He took the initiative in power, and naturally he could retreat. At the same time, the curved right knee was deep and changed to the right. The feet and feet were kicked on Wang Sheng’s chest.

This is a bullet leg, the force stroke is not long, but the power of the moment is not weak, even if the strength of Tang San is more converted into delivery, it is still the same.

The students in the dormitory watched Wang Hao’s body in the air uncontrollably and made a backflip high-hard movement. With a bang, the whole person had already squatted on the ground.

Although Tangmen is famous for its hidden weapon, in fact, Tangmen’s masterpiece is also extremely powerful, only because the halo of the hidden weapon is too dazzling to be covered up. Controlling cranes and dragons is not only a method of transportation capacity, but also a very overbearing method of smashing, in which the means of dividing bones is extremely toxic. Of course, Tang San will not use it in this situation.

This time, Wang Sheng fell not too light, struggling for a long time before climbing from the ground, watching Tang San's eyes have become angered. In any case, he is only a 12-year-old child. In the face of a stronger person than himself, fear is more than impulsive.

Tang San picked up his school uniform. "Can you let it go now?"

Seeing that Tang Sanchao came by himself, Wang Sheng subconsciously opened the way, Tang San found a bed not far from the door, put his school uniform on it.

"Small, oh, no, Tang San, have you used the soul technique?" Wang Sheng asked.

"Soul skills?" This title is not the first time I heard about it. "What is Soul?"

Wang Sheng scratched his head and said: "It is the skill used by the Wu Hun. However, your Wuhun is really blue silver grass?"

Lifting his right hand, a faint blue light emerged from the palm of his hand. Tang San used the action to tell the students in the dormitory that he did not lie.

Hearing the word of the soul technique, although the other students were stunned by Tang San, they still came up. "Is it really a soul skill? It is so powerful that even Wang Sheng is not an opponent."

Tang San shook his head. "That's not a soul skill. It's just a skill of fighting. Are we not being shackled here?"

A student who is not much older than Tang San has a look. "We are only working students. The tuition fees were exempted. Where are the beggars! We are all brought home from home. Otherwise, you use me first." Let's go."

Tang San waved: "No, thank you. I will find a way."

Wang Sheng went to Tang San. "Why did you just show your mercy?" He also studied at Notting Junior School of Souls for five years. If he did not even hurt him, he would not see it. Then it is white.

Tang San said: "We are classmates, not enemies."

Wang Sheng’s eyes flashed a complicated light. “I’m sorry. Every working student who came here has to face this. Our work students have been looked down upon by other students, so we must unite. I just hope that you This newcomer can unite with us..."

Tang San smiled and said: "So, will you give me a horse?"

Wang Sheng’s face was red, and he showed a few deep smiles. “You gave me a good horse. But you are really amazing. You should have just arrived at the age of six.”

Tang nodded three times.