Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 11 The first shot is the Clear Sky Hammer

Mo Wentian suddenly felt a headache.

My brain is a little underwhelming.

The general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record can't be a fool, used to deceive children, right?

If I was a fool, how could there be Tang San... No, I seem to have overlooked something, even if Tang San didn't have a soul to travel to Douluo Dalu, Tang San of Douluo Dalu would still be born, so...

This Tang San in front of him is Tang Hao's son Tang San, but not Tang San, a genius in the Tang Sect. Naturally, there is no such thing as Xuantian Treasure Record General Outline and Xuantian Gong.

Is there really only one truth?

Conan, what do you think?
Mo Wentian couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have so much time to think and analyze, this idea almost passed by in a flash.

Mo Wentian now faces two choices, one is to believe that the Tang San in front of him is Tang San, a genius of the Tang Sect, the master of the masters, and find a way to round out the plot, and then become a handsome man who can rub the protagonist's halo; the other is to deny it. The other party, the other party was not Tang San, the genius of the Tang Sect, but the original Tang San who was born and bred, and there was no need for him to get along with him.

Regardless of the choice, without sufficient information and evidence, all suspicions are groundless.

"Call me!"

Before Mo Wentian's desperation was over, Tang San's order had already come down.

Originally, Tang San was here to find fault, if it wasn't for the child's voice, and he said his status again, he would have been beaten by Mo Wentian long ago.

This point alone already made Mo Wentian suspect that this Tang San was not a Tang Sect genius.

However, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!

Mo Wentian remembered the most classic sentence from his previous life.

Thinking in another way, if you were Tang San, when faced with a threat to your life and had to make a change, would you resist, or would you adapt to the situation and choose to accept it?

Obviously, changing his style, being born as a dandy, and playing the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is also a good start.

When Mo Wentian thought he had figured it out and was about to make a decision, he came back to his senses and found that there were many enemies, but they had already fallen to the ground.

So, you are also here to touch porcelain? !
Mo Wentian looked at them suspiciously, the postures they fell on the ground each had their own merits, they were all a group of statuette actors!
"Third brother, he is cheating!"

"He is definitely not an ordinary person. How can ordinary people be so strong."

"Oh meow, it hurts to death, like kicking on a steel plate, my toes are going to explode."

"Isn't it? Are you still a human being?"

"Third brother, you want to avenge us..."

"..."

Mo Wentian went through the motions with the black line on his forehead. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such brazen people. Even if it was a joke from a previous life, he would not dare to act like this.

He looked at Tang San and Yihu, Yihu's expression was ugly, pale and still in shock.

However, Yihu originally had this expression, which can be completely ignored.

Tang San's expression didn't change in any way.

Mo Wentian sneered in his heart, "Look, I know you are playing me, how can I be so strong, I am just a war scum, is it worth you playing me like this?" He said secretly: "Next, I will see you How to act, Tang San."

He really didn't expect that even if Tang San's image was gone, even his heart would turn black. What's the point of such a calculation? !
You know, I am just a waste soul master who fights the five scum~
Mo Wentian didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it. The reality is so cruel and ruthless.

Tang San stood up following the voice of the people, and put the birdcage on a tiger's back.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

Tang San flexed his muscles and bones, ready to strike at any time, "Provoke my position again and again, don't you think I, the boss of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, are not in your eyes?"

Mo Wentian doesn't know how to answer this question. I just want to see the scenery of the academy and the aura of the protagonist. How could it become a provocation in your mouth?

Just when Mo Wentian was speechless, Tang San summoned the spirit.

A peculiar hammer appeared in Tang San's left hand.

Mo Wentian immediately turned his face down and looked dumbfounded, "Ni, meow, when you make a move, you will be the Haotian Hammer. It is agreed that you will not reveal your hole card easily. If you have nothing to do, you can use the Blue Silver Grass to fight? Why, you will be the Haotian Hammer when you make a move." Heavenly Hammer! Are you poisonous?!" He roared like thunder in his heart, Tang San didn't play cards according to the routine at all, let him play as he wanted.

"Wait, wait." Mo Wentian yelled out quickly, fearing that if he yelled too late, he would be hammered by the Haotian Hammer.

"Hehe~"

Tang San sneered, he didn't mean to wait, the fight was just a matter of time.

He walked over with both hands dragging the Clear Sky Hammer, Mo Wentian was dumbfounded again, and said in his heart: "How heavy is this Clear Sky Hammer, the slate is crushed, if it hits himself, wouldn't it be a comminuted fracture? !"

Wait, why is he so slow?
Is he too confident, or is there another purpose?

Seeing Tang San walking slowly, Mo Wentian's heart suddenly became active, there was no need for him to waste time with Tang San here, and no one stopped him, wouldn't it be nice to just leave?

Fragrant!

But... when Mo Wentian thought that he wanted to ask Tang San, he hesitated, he still wanted to take advantage of the protagonist's halo.

Just when he was hesitating, he was already within Tang San's attack range.

Mo Wentian looked at Tang San wrongly, because he was trying to lift the Clear Sky Hammer, even his little face was red, this is a bit unreasonable.

Even if the Clear Sky Hammer weighs five hundred catties, it's impossible to lift it?How should I put it, is it also your martial spirit?what are you kidding
Mo Wentian really couldn't figure out what Tang San was making trouble with.

"Third brother, come on!"

"Third brother beat him to death!"

"Third brother is invincible, and third brother is the most handsome."

The children who fell to the ground have already retreated to the side, booing and watching the show.

It can be seen from their expectant eyes that Tang San can use the Haotian Hammer to hit people, it's just a matter of time.

Mo Wentian smiled, and said in his heart: "I'm not stupid, it's really ridiculous to stand here waiting for you to hammer me if I have nothing to do."

Not to mention that it takes 30 seconds for you to hammer yourself, even if it is ten seconds, I will not wait for you, unless I am a fool.

Mo Wentian didn't want to quarrel with Tang San anymore, if the Haotian Hammer played like this, there really wasn't anyone left.

Mo Wentian was about to leave, but when he wanted to turn around, he suddenly couldn't move, as if he had entered a gravity space, his body weight was at least ten times heavier.

However, when he saw other people acting nonchalantly, he became depressed. Could it be that this is the special effect of the Clear Sky Hammer?

Mo Wentian guessed suspiciously, but he quickly denied it, because this pressure didn't come from the Clear Sky Hammer, it didn't belong to Tang San's skills.

So, here comes the question, who shot him?

Who is so shameless to intervene in children's fights?
(End of this chapter)