Douluo: This Tang San is different

When the endless grassland dispersed, some real tender blue blue silver grass grew on the field, and Yang Wei fell on the field, with big bumps on his head and scars all over his body, looking extremely miserable.

Su Yuntao immediately stepped forward to check Yang Wei's injuries: "If he dies, he will be in trouble..."

However, after Su Yuntao's examination, it was found that Yang Wei suffered only superficial injuries, and at most a few broken ribs. With the Soul King's physique, it didn't matter.

With the help of two dozen-level healing soul masters from the Wuhun Palace, Yang Wei regained consciousness, refused the help from the Wuhun Palace soul masters, and said to Tang San: "I lost."

"To Brother Tao...cough! Apologize to Su Yuntao, the master of the Wuhun Branch Hall in Notting City." Tang San coughed and changed his words to be more formal.

Yang Wei's expression was gloomy and uncertain, coupled with the redness, swelling, bruises and bruises all over his face, there was a hint of humor in his ferocious look, which was extremely weird.

Finally, he said to Su Yuntao: "Sorry, I was more excited before because I cared too much about Yang Long. He is the genius of our clan..."

"That's it."

Not to mention how happy Su Yuntao felt in his heart, he had never dared to think of an apology from a Soul King before, but on the surface he still couldn't gloat about his misfortune and said in a calm tone, "That's it. If we have news about Blood Sword Norman, we will definitely spread it. I’ll break a clan for you.”

Yang Wei nodded, glanced at the crowd watching the excitement around him, and was too embarrassed to stay here any longer. He quickly left the center of Notting Square and headed out of Notting City.

It seems that I will never come to Notting City again in this life.

"Xiao San, thank you." Su Yuntao put his arm around Tang San's shoulders, "Let's go to eat."

"Then I ask Xiao Wu and Guang Ling to go together? Otherwise, I will have to do it for them after I go back." Tang San deliberated.

"Who are you and me? Just ask the two younger siblings to come together." Su Yuntao laughed and didn't take it seriously.

Tang San almost choked on his saliva: "What younger brother and sister?"

"Haha, no, no, I said it wrong." Su Yuntao blinked his eyes, a little wretchedly, as if to say: It's still young people like you who know how to play, and they are both younger sisters and disciples.

Tang San had no choice but to┓(`)┏···

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After dinner, Xiao Wu, Guang Ling and Tang San left Su Yuntao's home and went to Notting College.

Tang San had an open class, while Xiao Wu and Guang Ling were auditors.

"Third Brother, did you really defeat a Soul King?" After Xiao Wu had a frank talk with Tang San, she also called Third Brother directly in front of him, "Are you a relative of that Yang Long?"

"Yeah, but I was able to win mainly by taking advantage of my martial soul and soul skills. If I don't use my martial soul, it will take a lot of time to defeat a soul king." Tang San said more objectively, "This It was also my skills that restrained him, preventing him from even using his soul skills."

"If you have an advantage, you have to use it. It's no big deal." Xiao Wu disagreed, "Speaking of which, if you beat him, he wouldn't tell his family after he went back, and then someone stronger would come along, right?"

"It's really common to hit the younger ones and then the older ones come." Tang San recalled the conflict between the protagonist and Tai Lung in the original work, and then Tai Lung's father Tai Nuo and Tai Nuo's father Tai Tan arrived one after another. He felt that after Yang Wudi knew about this, It is not impossible to come to this city of Notting.

However, Noting City is quite far away from the Po Clan's clan, unlike Lanba Academy and the Force Clan's clan, both of which are in Tiandou City. Even if Yang Wudi really wants to come here, it will take him a month or two.

If he didn't come within one or two months, it would prove that Yang Wei kept this failure in his heart and did not tell Yang Wudi. After all, it was very shameless for a soul king to lose to a soul master.

This may be relatively large.

After all, the Po clan’s martial spirit is the Soul-Breaking Spear. Their pride is not much different from that of the Haotian Sect, and is stronger than the other three clans. Yang Wei lost to a soul master, so he will definitely not publicize it in the clan, otherwise those clan members may To laugh at him secretly.

For the strong, face is very important.

Of course, if Yang Wudi really came over, Tang San would also have a way to deal with it. After all, he was somewhat famous now. He would make an agreement similar to a three-year agreement or a five-year agreement with that proud guy. There is a high probability that they will abide by it. At least, as long as you don't go to those nook and cranny "alleys", they can't attack you secretly.

If Yang Wudi is unreasonable, then he should talk to Brother Tao and take Xiao Wu to graduate early and go to a big city. Anyway, Yang Wudi doesn't dare to really attack the Spirit Hall here...

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.

There was no one from the Po Zhi clan, so Tang San knew that Yang Wei had concealed the fact that he had lost, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that my influence as a martial spirit master is not enough."

"However, this also proves that for those big families and sects, the theories I have published so far do not have much effect on them. Only the civilian soul masters respect me more." ...However, civilian soul masters account for more than 70% of the total number of soul masters in the entire continent, and it is enough for them to support me."

As time passed, Tang San and Xiao Wu were already twelve years old. The two people who graduated from Notting College were preparing to leave Notting City and go to a bigger city.

In order to follow Tang San, Guang Ling also graduated a year early. After all, her cultivation had reached Soul Master, and she could graduate directly from some not-so-famous high-end colleges.

The dean of Notting College held a farewell ceremony for the three of them, and Tang San also left a lot of educational policies and materials for elementary teaching at Notting College, which was a tribute to Dean Noting, Director Su, Teacher Mo Hen, etc. A reward for the care someone has given him over the years.

"Wang Sheng, you're at level 20, not bad." Tang San found Wang Sheng and gave him some advice on the choice of the second and third soul rings.

"Third brother, thank you."

Wang Sheng was deeply moved. He knew his talent. If Tang San hadn't helped choose the first soul ring, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate so fast.

For ordinary soul masters, being able to break through to level 20 at the age of eighteen is already a genius.

"No need to thank you. You've helped me a lot. You've accelerated my research on qi and blood a lot." Tang San patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder and passed on the kung fu simplified by the Jade Bone Technique to Wang Sheng. Saint, and instructed, "This is a simplified method that I developed based on my own physical training. It's called: Qi and Blood Bone Tempering, which can make your bones stronger."

"Don't blame me for not teaching you my body-building technique. The practice of this technique requires a certain degree of control over soul power, and if it is exposed, you won't be able to keep it."

Wang Sheng smiled and said: "Third brother, don't worry, I know what I am capable of. In fact, I don't even want this Qi-blood-tempered bone."

How could a civilian soul master like him dare to ask for this kind of self-created soul skill that can strengthen physical fitness?

That's the trouble!

"Take it, it doesn't matter. You have joined Wuhun Palace now. You can still eat this little food. I have also prepared a portion for Brother Tao and Sister Sisi."

After Tang San handed over the method of qi and blood bone tempering to Wang Sheng, he left Wuhun Palace and returned to Holy Soul Village with Xiao Wu and Guang Ling.

After all, I will leave here in the future, and may not come back to visit often, so I need to say goodbye to old Jack.

In fact, Tang San also hoped that Old Jack would move to Notting City, but unfortunately, Old Jack disagreed. He had feelings for Holy Soul Village and didn't want to live in Notting City.

In the end, Tang San made a compromise and let Old Jack live in the small manor in Notting City in the winter, where it was warmer than in the village.

Only then did Old Jack agree...

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