Douluo's full-time God of War

Chapter 91 I Can't Stand You Anymore
Zhao Wuji watched the black-robed man slowly leave with concentrated eyes, he already roughly knew the identity of this man, Tang San's surname was Tang, and this man claimed to be Tang San's biological father.

Then, there is no doubt that this person is Tang Hao!
hiss!
The more Zhao Wuji thought about it, the more he found it unbelievable, why did he lure out the Title Douluo in such a crooked way?
"Hey, Old Zhao, it's not that I, Flender, don't help you. I can only stare at Titled Douluo. Even if I help you, it's just one more person who gets beaten up. After all, this person is worthy even of the Pope." .”

With a cigarette in his mouth, Flender said leisurely.

Zhao Wou-ki had tens of thousands of comments in his heart, today is really a day.

"Forget it, today is the unluckiest day in my life,"

At this time, Zhao Wuji was thinking, who will be the assessment teacher of the fourth level in the future, who will be the son of a turtle.

It's okay to lose my little brother during the day, and he was beaten up at night, which can be said to be worse.

"Come on, smoke a cigarette to suppress shock!" Flender took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhao Wuji.

"It's really necessary to relieve boredom. By the way, your cigarettes are selling better and better now. I heard that you can sell hundreds of gold soul coins every day!"

Zhao Wou-ki said lightly.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ling Feng had already gotten up early, and as soon as he walked out the door, he saw Tang San also got up, supporting a big tree in the yard.

Sweating profusely, with one hand on his waist, he moaned in a low voice, and it could be seen from his facial expression that he was in some pain.

"Little San, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the sound, Tang San turned his head and glanced at Ling Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Feng, I don't know what's going on, since I practiced the fighting skills in the video you showed me, I found that my waist hurts more and more. Well, in the past few years, I have never stopped, even in the middle of the night, I also dragged Xiao Wu to practice this set of fighting skills together."

"But I found that with the passage of time, my body has been destroyed by some kind of external force. However, I am very curious why Xiao Wu does not have such symptoms?"

"Brother Feng, please tell me, is this fighting technique only suitable for girls to practice?"

Faced with Tang San's series of doubts, Ling Feng sighed lightly. In fact, he knew the fighting skills in the video better than anyone else. His fighting skills are only suitable for occasional practice. If it is practiced non-stop every day, Even if it is an iron man, it will be ground into a needle with an iron pestle!
But what I have to say is that this set of fighting skills is indeed a must for countless young handsome men, otherwise life will be too monotonous and not too perfect.

It can be said that the fighting skills shown in the video, also known as radio gymnastics, can make people physically and mentally active and increase the strength of bone exercise.

"Little San, the fighting technique in the video is a highly difficult technique evolved from ancient times. It can be said to be good for the body, but also has disadvantages. You have been practicing for the past few years. You must have mastered the wrong method. Regardless of posture, It still has to be just right.”

Ling Feng said solemnly.

"Why don't you stop practicing!"

Tang San frowned slightly, this set of fighting skills had been deeply imprinted in his mind, he had persisted for so many years, if he gave up now, his previous efforts would be wasted, after all, now he could be considered to have mastered its powerful essence.

He is very clear now that in fact, this set of fighting skills can still be used to bad effect when facing the enemy. When he used it in Notting City, he met a bad guy who robbed a bank. He used an old man to push a cart Defeated the opponent, although I later found out that the opponent was a woman.

But he thinks that woman's strength is no less than that of many men.

The most important thing is that the opponent is still a 41-level Soul Sect. From the perspective of strength, he thinks that even male masters of more than 40 levels are not that powerful.

"Brother Feng, it's impossible. I have persisted for so long. Similarly, Xiao Wu has cooperated with me for so long. You want me to give up? Absolutely impossible."

Tang San flatly rejected Ling Feng's kindness.

Ling Feng was a little startled, he didn't expect Tang San to have such a firm belief at this time, since it already belonged to him, no matter how others persuaded him, it would be useless.

Just then, a pig's head walked between them.

Tang San was surprised, "Who is this? A new teacher from the academy?"

The man raised his head slightly, looked at Tang San and Ling Feng resentfully, then covered his face and left quickly.

Knowing that the figure of the man had disappeared, Ling Feng finally couldn't help laughing out loud, of course he knew who the man was just now.

That's right, it's Zhao Wuji!

But at the same time, Ling Feng also wiped off his cold sweat, "I didn't expect that Tang Ritian's hands were more ruthless than imagined!"

"Brother Feng, do you know that person just now?" Tang San asked curiously.

Ling Feng didn't answer Tang San, but patted Tang San's shoulder, "Let's go, let's go shopping first, we haven't had a good look at the beautiful scenery here yet when we came to Shrek."

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder and came to the auxiliary door on the west side of Shrek. They looked out of the door, surrounded by blue mist and clouds, and there were many birds flying in the sky. It's even better over there.

Not only can you see the beautiful mountains and clear waters, but you can also see the sky like a fairyland.

And at this moment, the sound of a man and a woman quarreling came from not far away.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, I saw that the other party was a man and a woman, who looked about fourteen or five years old, ordinary in appearance, but full of pure vigor.

The girl was dressed in simple peasant clothes, and she could tell at a glance that she was a child of a villager in the village.

The boy standing in front of her looked younger, probably only Tang San's age, Ling Feng was so big, not tall, and he was chubby, but his figure was extremely burly.Short hair, small eyes, and a fat bulge on his face.Wearing a red suit.

The girl looked at the little fat man with fear in her eyes, "Ma Hongjun, don't look for me again. I won't be with you, we can't!"

The little fat man said in a strange voice: "Cuihua, did I treat you badly? Why did you break up with me?"

Ling Feng and Tang San looked at each other, and they both saw the smiles in their eyes.

Especially Ling Feng, when he saw this bloody plot, a lot of nasty thoughts came to his head suddenly. Before Tang San could react, he had already flashed away from the man and the woman. The distance between the two is less than 20 meters.

Because the distance is close, the hearing is more clearly.

Cuihua's face suddenly turned red, and it was hard to say: "You are very kind to me, but... I can't stand you anymore! Every time I play with you, you always don't know the seriousness, I am a weak girl I can't stand your torment, what I hope is that you know how to be gentle."

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