Douluo: My martial spirit can cultivate

Chapter 3
Soon it was evening,
Yan Ming came out of the Seventh Club and was about to go to the bathroom when he passed the back garden of the college.

"shhhhhh"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind.

Yan Ming hadn't reacted yet, but the Ruyi gold hoop on his left wrist vibrated quickly and left Yan Ming's wrist.

"ding ding"

The Ruyi golden hoop helped Yan Ming get two silver needles.

Yan Ming also responded at this time, covering his head with his arms.

"呲"

A hidden arrow pierced Yan Ming's right arm, and Yan Ming felt severe pain in his arm.

The entire arrow pierced through the arm, and the arrows were all exposed, one can imagine how powerful it is.

Yan Ming clenched his teeth, looked at the arrow on his arm, and secretly said; Tang San is the only one who can use hidden weapons in Douluo Dalu.

Raising his head and looking around, a black shadow flashed past and disappeared without a trace.

This Tang San must be because I let his teacher lose face, and he wants to kill me with resentment in his heart. Sure enough, those who know how to play hidden weapons are all insidious villains. If Tang Hao is not in the dark, I can kill you today, Tang San I remember this grudge.

From Tang San's point of view Tang San did the right thing, but from my point of view Tang San is now the enemy.

Yan Ming held back the pain and pulled out the arrow. Golden blood flowed from the wound, and then began to heal slowly.

The strangeness of the body also made Yan Ming understand that he was probably assimilated by the martial soul.

Yan Ming raised his left hand and asked, "Ruyi Jinchou, do you have spiritual wisdom, that's why you saved me?"

The Ruyi gold hoop trembled twice on Yan Ming's wrist.

This started to make Yan Ming a little worried. Will Wuhun be able to use it for him with his wisdom? He asked again: "Will you still obey my orders in the future?"

The Ruyi golden hoop trembled again.

Yan Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as he still listened to his orders, it didn't matter if he had spiritual wisdom, and if he had spiritual wisdom, he would protect the Lord, just like Tang San's sneak attack just now, he could protect himself.

Yan Ming asked again, "Are you me?"

The Ruyi golden hoop did not tremble this time, but changed into a word "yes".

This made Yan Ming very happy, and thought to himself; I am really stupid, the martial soul is originally one with me, and the wisdom derived from it must also be myself, how could the martial soul harm me.

This is really thanks to Tang San, let me have a new discovery, in order to repay you, I decided not to let you die so early, I will slowly destroy you master and apprentice.

Yan Ming picked up two silver needles and an arrow on the ground. The silver needles were obviously poisoned. The arrows are more powerful and can easily crush the skull. Is Tang San afraid that my death is not transparent enough? very.

After going to the bathroom, Yan Ming returned to Qishe, saw Tang San practicing quietly on the bed, and resisted the thought of killing Tang San in his heart.

Yan Ming stepped forward and patted Tang San on the shoulder, and said, "You are really serious, you are obviously full of soul power, but you still work so hard, it is really enviable."

Tang San's practice was interrupted by Yan Ming, he opened his eyes and looked at Yan Ming's face, he was a little surprised and secretly said; it is impossible to come back alive after being hit by my hidden weapon, it seems that this Yan Ming is not easy.

Tang San also just nodded in response, did not reply to Yan Ming's words, and continued to practice.

Yan Ming observed very carefully, and when he clearly saw Tang San, his surprised expression flashed.

Yan Ming sneered, if it wasn't for your father Tang Hao in the dark, I really want to divide you into eight sections now, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, just wait for me.

Yan Ming looked at Xiao Wu who was eating carrots not far away, counting his fingers and playing with his fingers boredly, and had a way of revenge on Tang San in his mind.

Yan Ming came to Xiao Wu, grabbed Xiao Wu's collar, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Xiao Wu was grabbed by the collar by Yan Ming, and she didn't know what happened, but suddenly her lips were kissed, feeling the touch on her lips, her head was stunned at this moment.

Everyone in Seven Clubs was stunned. It was the first time everyone had seen this kind of operation, and Yan Ming was really fierce.

Seeing Yan Ming's actions, Tang San felt a little weird, but he was very upset.

Xiao Wu came to her senses and slapped Yan Ming's face.

"Snapped"

The loud applause reached the ears of everyone in the Seventh Society, and the sound echoed in the Seventh Society.

Yan Ming was awakened by this slap, touched his sore face, remembered the stupid thing he did just now, and said to Xiao Wu, "I'm sorry." He turned and left Qishe.

Xiao Wu blushed, thinking of the scene just now, kissing in front of everyone, she felt so ashamed thinking about it.

Everyone in the Seventh Society began to discuss, Xiao Wu saw that everyone dared to discuss, and scolded; "You can't spread this matter, if you let me know that you spread it, don't blame me for being cruel."

Everyone in Qishe quickly nodded in agreement.

Yan Ming, who came to the back garden, slapped himself across the face.

"Snapped"

Let yourself calm down, at this moment Yan Ming regrets what he did just now, his hatred for Tang San, why did he implicate Xiao Wu.

Sure enough, hatred would make people lose their minds, and now Xiao Wu had nothing to do with Tang San, even if she kissed her, Tang San wouldn't care, at most she just looked uncomfortable.

But things have already happened, what else can I do, it seems that I will avoid Xiao Wu in the future.

In the following time, Yan Ming went to class every day to learn the characters of Douluo Dalu, and Xiao Wu sat beside Yan Ming.

Yan Ming thought that Xiao Wu was going to take revenge, but several days passed, Xiao Wu just sat aside and listened to the class quietly, without any action, as if she didn't care about what happened to Yan Ming at the beginning.

Yan Ming also changed seats, but every time Xiao Wu sat next to him, and Yan Ming gave up after going back and forth.

But Xiao Wu's actions made Yan Ming puzzled, wondering why Xiao Wu chose to be by his side.

Because Yu Xiaogang was injured by Yan Ming, Tang San delayed the time to hunt the spirit ring, and came to class every day.

Every time Yan Ming saw Tang San, he couldn't help wanting to do something, but remembering that Tang Hao might be observing in secret, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

Yan Ming regards this as a tempering of mind, and the strong are often able to control their emotions at will.

Now Yan Ming let the martial soul practice independently because of the spiritual wisdom of the martial soul.

But Yan Ming only needs to learn knowledge every day, and the division of labor is very clear.

Yan Ming felt the growing power in his body, getting stronger every moment.

Although it is impossible to judge the level for the time being, it is better than no strength. In this world where the strong are the only ones, the weak will only be squeezed at will.

It was like wanting to kill Tang San, but Tang San had Tang Hao as his backer, Yan Ming couldn't take revenge at all, and was extremely aggrieved.

Yan Ming understands that there is still a long way to go, and he can only take it step by step. There is no shortcut to becoming stronger.

The inexplicable power will pay a greater price.

(End of this chapter)