Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 69 I Can Finally Beat Up The Little Wretch
"Please fasten your seat belt, little host. We are setting off. The past will pave the way for you now and even the future."

Following the beep of the system, Yang Feng once again saw the nine-color vortex.

His body drifted uncontrollably towards the eye of the nine-color vortex.

Feeling dizzy for a while, I suddenly opened my eyes, and vaguely heard the sound of fighting.

"I'm Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu, the future battle soul master, and the boss of Qishe. If you defeat me, you can take my place. Please introduce yourself."

In this age-mixed dormitory, regardless of grade, it can be said that good and evil are mixed.

Wang Sheng looked awesome, a head taller than Tang San.

Tang San raised his head and introduced: "Tang San, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass."

"Ahaha, did I make a mistake, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can also be cultivated, is there no one in the academy, why does it accept everyone?"

When Wang Sheng heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the others also laughed, and the Qishe was full of joy.

"Blue Silver Grass...doesn't it still have a martial spirit? Just tell them!"

At this moment, the voice of the innermost boy came.

Suddenly, everyone stopped laughing.

"Yang Feng, you sleep in late every day, why are you interested in new students this time?"

Wang Sheng turned around and said.

Not long after Yang Feng arrived, according to the rules, he wanted to fight him, but Yang Feng took out a bunch of gold soul coins for him.

So he broke the rules, ignored Yang Feng, and even arranged the biggest bed in Qishe.

Money can turn ghosts around, no matter where it is, it seems to work!
"The new student is very good, he still has twin martial souls, and his innate soul power is at the twentieth level. You guys are laughing!"

Yang Feng said unhurriedly.

brush!
Tang San's eyes also swept across.

I found a seven or eight-year-old boy sitting sleepily on the bed, with handsome facial features and an appearance that men would envy.

But these are not important, at this moment Tang San's heart was aroused, how could this young man know that he still has a spirit?
"Student, I only have one martial soul, don't be joking."

"Isn't it just a hammer?" Yang Feng said lightly.

"You, you..." The small and calm Tang San had never been so shocked, all his secrets seemed to be known by the boy on the bed.

Calming down, he asked, "How do you know?"

Yang Feng got up, moved his body, and instead of answering Tang San's question, he snapped his fingers, "Wang Sheng, what are you doing blocking the door when the newcomer arrives, is it possible that you want to fight?"

"Yang Feng, I didn't say that, I don't want to bully the freshmen, it's just that this is the law of our seven homes, and the newcomers will fight."

"You can't beat him." Yang Feng came to the door, pushed Wang Sheng away, stared at Tang San, and grinned:
"Kid, do you have a lot of questions?"

"How do you know everything about me?" Tang San's face was serious, even gloomy.

Tang Hao said that his Clear Sky Hammer cannot be exposed, and the young man in front of him knows that, so, in his heart, this young man is already dead.

However, Yang Feng suddenly laughed, "Tang San, come on, fight with me, this is Qishe's rule."

"I won't fight with you, please get out of the way!" Tang San said expressionlessly.

If there weren't many people watching, he would have done it long ago to make Yang Feng, who knew his secret, disappear into this world.

Yang Feng naturally felt Tang San's murderous intent towards him.

When he was watching anime before, the first time the master led Tang San to kill the Mandala Snake, Tang San used the Clear Sky Hammer, thinking about killing the master.

However, due to serious injuries, the master did not discover his secret, so the master escaped a catastrophe!
Yang Feng went back to the past, how could he let Tang San go!

"Little bastard, if you don't fight, you have to fight." Wang Sheng couldn't stand Tang San's indifference.

Compared to Yang Feng with a gentle smile, this Tang San didn't know what to do.

If Yang Feng didn't want to fight, there would be trouble, so he gave them the gold soul coins with a smile.

The expression on Tang San's face became more and more cold, "You try calling again?"

"Little bastard, little bum, little bum..." Wang Sheng.

"I'm a soul in my thirties, and I never beat children. This time you succeeded in angering me." Tang San smiled instead of anger, and threw the school uniform in his hand aside.

In an instant.

Tang San moved, started the Ghost Shadow Fan Tracking Step, just arrived in front of Wang Sheng in an instant, raised his hand and hit Wang Sheng in the face.

Wang Shengzhang didn't take precautions, he still didn't react, only because Tang San's speed was too fast.

He felt that this slap could knock out his teeth.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded, echoing in Qishe.

Wang Sheng, who had already closed his eyes, felt as if time stood still. He didn't feel any pain, but the crisp applause exploded in his ears.

After opening his eyes, he found that the one covering his face was none other than Tang San.

"You hit me?" Tang San didn't expect, just when his slap was about to fall, Yang Feng next to him did it.

"Well, that's right, hit me if you don't accept it." Yang Feng shrugged and said.

To be able to go back to the past and beat up the god king in the future, the old bastard Tang San, is what he dreamed of before.

"Too much deceit." Tang San was angry, since he was young, he had never been wronged like this.

As soon as he entered the door, he was blocked by people, and he knew his secret. At this time, he was ready to kill, and a faint white light appeared on his hands.

This time, Tang San's speed reached the extreme.

The others didn't even see clearly, they found Tang San disappeared from the same place.

The moment he appeared, he was already in front of Yang Feng, with his hands forming dragon claws, trying to take out Yang Feng's heart.

"Is it martial arts in controlling cranes and catching dragons?"

Yang Feng just smiled faintly, and didn't retreat, but moved his body slightly, and his hands were also covered with a layer of white light, the same dragon claws.

"What... who on earth are you?" Tang San heard, his heart beat suddenly.

This young man also knows Xuanyu hand and controlling cranes and catching dragons?
Moreover, it seems that he is more skilled than him!
Could it be that people from the Tang Sect from another world have also come to Douluo Dalu! ?
However, this time is not the time to be distracted.

The other party was also as thin and small as him, so it was impossible for him to be his opponent.

At least in terms of strength, Tang San has full confidence.

In the blacksmith shop of Holy Soul Village, he even swung the casting hammer nearly a thousand times a day since he was a child.

Looking at his peers, there is really no one who can compare with him in strength.

After all, the other party has not released the martial soul yet.

Just as the two dragon claws faced each other, and Tang San exerted strength, he clearly felt that those hands, which were fairer than his own, turned as hard as steel.

In an instant, Yang Feng suppressed Tang San in strength.

Tang San only felt the tiger's mouth tingle for a while, and a powerful force passed through his palm.

(End of this chapter)