Douluo who was secretly replaced by the protagonist

The breeze blew by, and the flowing river water set off layers of ripples.

Tang San sat on the ground panting, the clothes on his upper body had long been torn into rags and scattered in all directions, and his whole body was gray and gray. After a while, he patted his buttocks and stood up, smiling and saying:

"As expected, Master is Master."

The master stood expressionlessly in front of Tang San. Apart from a few wrinkles on his clothes, there was no trace of his previous battles.

In comparison, Tang San was much more embarrassed, but... he didn't seem to be hurt at all.

Just as Tang San bent down to pick up a pile of hidden weapons scattered around the master's feet, the master slowly said:

"Twin martial spirits, hidden weapons, eight spider spears, well...it seems like you really tried your best."

At this time, Tang San finally finished picking up the hidden weapon, straightened up and said angrily:

"So what? I didn't even prick a few holes in your clothes, Master."

"That's different." The master shook his head.

"What's the difference?" Tang San was not convinced, but he was muttering secretly in his heart.

The master's Soul Emperor-level soul power was far beyond Tang San's expectations, but because he tested it with the Silver Dragon last night, he wasn't too surprised. But who would have thought...

Just when the master kept silent and pretended to be mute, Tang San stared at his face for a long time and raised his eyebrows:

"Speaking of which, master, why did your soul ring appear, but the three guns only appeared at the beginning and disappeared later?"

Master: "You can't understand it even if I tell you now, so I'd better not say it anymore."

Tang San saw that the master didn't want to talk, so he changed the subject wisely:

"Then...Master, the body-protecting golden light you just used doesn't look like your soul skill to me."

There was no need to finish the next words. When the master saw the ghostly look in his apprentice's eyes, he knew what he wanted to ask, and he sighed helplessly:

"It doesn't hurt to tell you this."

"uh-huh?"

"This is actually just an application of soul power. Of course, you have to understand it as a self-created soul skill."

"Oh."

The master saw Tang San's sudden look of gleaming eyes and shrank back slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Want to learn!"

Tang San spoke bluntly.

Grandmaster:"……"

"Given that you only have Soul Master-level soul power now, even if I teach you this, you won't be able to use it in battle."

The master was also outspoken and made no secret of his "contempt" for his apprentice's thirty-plus level soul power.

But then he explained, "You have to at least obtain the fourth soul ring and reach the soul sect level before you can use it reluctantly."

The hint in the words is already obvious. What the master means is:

Your kid's soul power is too low. Even if I teach you now, you won't be able to use it.

Being reserved in speech does not hinder the fact that the master does not want to teach at all.

and so……

Tang San stared at the master with wide eyes and said nothing, as if he could communicate with his eyes.

Are you sure you don't want to teach?

Grandmaster:"……"

"Okay, okay, you just want to learn from me." The master raised his hands irritably, obviously there was nothing he could do about Tang San like this.

As soon as he said this, Tang San immediately showed a calculated expression, rubbing the back of his head and grinning.

When the master saw him like this, he was so angry that he laughed in anger.Just thinking of the way Tang San picked his eyes and throat when the master and apprentice had a fight just now, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, and the smile on the master's face slowly froze.

[This kid, Xiaosan, is still so insidious, he almost overturned just now...]

With such a thought flashing through his mind, the master quickly calmed down and turned around, his back facing Tang San.

Everything he experienced last night gradually emerged before his eyes, and the master's state of mind, which had just returned to calmness, couldn't help but stir up a wave of emotions.

He fell silent.

Tang San also stopped laughing when he saw the master's silent back.

After pondering for a long time, the master's face seemed to be frozen together as if he had gone back to the time when he had not met Tang San six years ago.Finally, he raised his hand and threw a scroll behind him.

After Tang San caught it, a flash of thought flashed across his face, and then he opened the scroll and read it.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Tang San closed the scroll again, the master's voice sounded slightly harsh.

"Xiaosan, you know Yinlong, right?"

"Well, I know, it was Senior Silver Dragon who saved me when I was in the Star Dou Forest." Tang San's voice was very calm.

"Well..." The master was silent again. After more than ten seconds, he woke up from a dream and said:

"Have you finished reading the scroll?"

"I've finished reading." Tang San's voice was still calm, as if he didn't notice anything wrong with his master's mood.

"This is the scroll that Senior Silver Dragon gave me." The master seemed to have made some kind of determination, and his tone became calm again, "Did you see anything?"

The master's tone was like he was testing his own apprentice.

But because his back was to the person, Tang San couldn't see his expression, and he couldn't see Tang San's expression either.

Tang San: "Master, since it was given to you by Senior Silver Dragon, wouldn't it be bad to show it to me?"

Master: "It doesn't matter, this is the tacit consent of Senior Silver Dragon."

"..."

After pondering for a few seconds, Tang San said: "I see that the things on the scroll look like some kind of cultivation method."

As soon as these words came out, the master finally turned around, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with his expressionless face.

"You are right. This is actually the technique that Senior Yinlong gave to me and asked me to teach and teach it to Xiao Ao."

"Huh? Since it's for Xiao Ao, why are you showing it to me, master?" Tang San showed a suitably puzzled expression.

When the master saw this, his face froze, and his determination seemed to be shaken again:

"Because there is one condition for Senior Silver Dragon to hand over this scroll to me."

"What conditions?"

"That's it..." The master got stuck at the end of his words. He stared at Tang San steadily and found that Tang San was also looking at him very seriously.

Finally, the master said resignedly:

"The condition is that Senior Silver Dragon wants you to also learn this technique."

Immediately afterwards, the master began to explain: "According to Senior Yinlong's words, this should be his natal skill. It was originally going to be given to Xiao Ao, his direct disciple, but senior seems to have some special reason to leave here. Now. Your Grandpa Jack and I have read the scroll. Although we can’t fully understand it, what is certain is that this is definitely a very powerful cultivation method..."

"Do you want to learn?" The master looked a little difficult when he asked this question.

"I don't want to." Tang San replied very decisively less than a second after the master said it.

The master opened his mouth slightly, his eyes fixed on Tang San's eyes, and for a moment, he was stunned.He opened his mouth, raised his hand and wanted to tell Tang San how powerful this scroll was:

"Xiao San, you may not understand what Master means. In fact, it is not certain that this scroll is the source of Senior Silver Dragon's powerful strength."

"So?" Tang San asked back.

"So..." the master took back his hand, "do you want to learn?"

"I do not want."

Still the same answer.

After Tang San finished speaking, like a child with no psychological burden at all, he walked briskly around the master and walked forward.

"Why?" When the master behind him heard his apprentice's answer, his eyes were full of mixed feelings, but they only passed briefly.

Tang San turned around and said with a smile:

"Although Senior Silver Dragon is a Titled Douluo, his strength is weird and unpredictable, and his aura is extremely strong. Master, you are very strong, but it is nothing compared to others."

Grandmaster:"……"

"But, you also said that this is Senior Yinlong's own technique. In this case, I can't learn it even if I want to."

"Master, you are enough for me!"

Grandmaster:"……"

Looking at the smile on Tang San's face, the master's heart should have been as steady as a rock, but at this moment, facing the moist breeze blowing from the river, it was beating like a little pony rejoicing on the grassland.

……