Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

Meng Shu returned to his wife and granddaughter and whispered a few words to Snake Granny. When the couple's eyes fell on Tang San again, things were different.

Tang San, on the other hand, was confused by Monk Zhang Er. He had no idea why Zhao Wuji's eyes would fall on him after he said something to Duke Long.

Meng Shu said: "I turned out to be a disciple of the master. I didn't expect that the master's theory would have a chance to be realized. Today, for the sake of the master, I will let you go. Please remember it next time. There will be more in the future." If the same thing happens, I won't be polite.

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Now Meng Yiran quit. Although she didn't know what Zhao Wuji said to her grandfather, she only knew that it was Tang San who stole her soul beast.

"Grandpa, they robbed my soul beast twice, let's forget it."

Meng Shu looked at his granddaughter helplessly and said: "Grandpa is so old, he can't bully the younger ones."

Zhang Wu and others stood behind and rolled their eyes, why didn't this old guy say this when he attacked Tang San before? Now that he knows his background, he doesn't dare to attack Tang San. He is really shameless.

Meng Yiran looked at his grandfather stubbornly: "No, since you are not willing to stand up for me, then I will do it myself." Meng Yiran took a step forward and said to Tang San: "Tang San, if you were a man, Just compete with me."

Tang San frowned. "What do you want to compare with me?"

After such a long time, plus the food from Oscar and Yao Chuhao, Tang San's face became much better.

"You have robbed my soul beast twice, so naturally I will make the bet."

Everyone nodded, this request was very reasonable.

Tang San took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly, "Let's talk, what's the bet?"

Meng Yiran said bitterly: "If you lose, you are not allowed to absorb this soul ring. If I lose, it will naturally be yours."

Tang San was about to agree, but at this moment Oscar stood up.

"Wait a minute, this spider was killed by Tang San. Even if you were injured before, it can only be counted as half of you at most. This is obviously unfair to Tang San."

Meng Yiran's eyes flashed coldly, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Oscar smiled obscenely, "If you lose, you won't be able to stop Tang San from absorbing the spirit ring, and you'll also have to kiss him. What do you think?"

"Xiao Ao" Zhao Wuji shouted, isn't this Oscar causing trouble?

To everyone's surprise, Longgong Meng Shu actually agreed.

"Okay, it's better for young people to have some passion." A smile appeared on Duke Long's face.

Although this Tang San was a bit ordinary, with his talent and background, he was worthy of his own granddaughter, and even his own granddaughter had reached a high level.

Meng was still a little surprised by her grandfather's decision, but she didn't refute it. She also knew his grandfather's thoughts, and she didn't have any bad feelings towards Tang San, so she could still agree to such conditions.

More importantly, she is confident in the way she wants to challenge herself next.

Meng Yiran took out a long cloth bag from a bracelet on his wrist.

"I have thirty-six soul-breaking knives here, and you and I each have eighteen. Next, you and I have to throw the soul-breaking knife when the leaves fall, and the knife must be inserted into the trunk. How about this way? Can you accept it?" Meng Yiran looked at Tang San proudly. In her opinion, Tang San had already lost.

Zhang Wu looked at Meng Yiran with a speechless expression. This woman's luck doesn't seem to be very good. She missed the soul beast twice in a row. Last time she wanted to challenge herself, and this time she wanted to challenge Tang San with a hidden weapon. You are obviously very wrong. The non-chief among the chiefs

Woz raised his eyebrows.

The corners of Yao Chuhao's mouth kept twitching.

The two Xu brothers didn't react at all. They didn't know Tang San's ability either. Each of them held a big hoof in their hands and kept chewing it. They asked Yao Chuhao to bake this, and their mouths haven't stopped since the injury.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, and then he sighed to Meng Yiran in his heart.

Oscar covered his open mouth.

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank and turned into a single pupil.

Ning Rongrong chuckled, she knew Tang San's hidden weapon skills very well.

The cold look on Zhu Zhuqing's face softened slightly, revealing a look of astonishment.

Meng Yiran saw Shrek's expression and felt a little embarrassed. For some reason, she saw sympathy in the eyes on the other side.

Duke Long said calmly: "The game begins." In his opinion, it was impossible for his granddaughter to lose. Meng Yiran had been practicing these thirty-six soul-breaking knives since he was a child. Within thirty meters, it was enough to achieve a hundred hits.

Duke Long's soul power shook at the big tree not far away, and then the leaves were like butterflies, flying up and down without any pattern at all.

Meng Yiran screamed and shot with both hands at the same time. The eighteen flying knives were like lightning, instantly piercing the leaves and nailing them to the tree. There were even two leaves that were also nailed to the trunk.

"It's your turn." Meng Yiran proudly raised his chin to Tang San. He had performed exceptionally this time, even beyond his expectations. As long as he went back and practiced hard, he would definitely make great progress.

Tang San was speechless and turned his back to the big tree. As his hands flashed, eighteen rays of cold light arced through one after another.

With a roar, the sharp blade was already inserted into the tree trunk.

Seeing this scene, Duke Long shook his head and sighed, "Let's go, Meng Yiran, you have already lost."

"No, it's impossible." Meng still couldn't believe it. She had already lost before she could recover, and she was in her best field. She ran towards the big tree quickly, her steps staggering a little.

When her eyes moved up and saw Tang San's results, she was a little sluggish.

Eighteen soul-breaking knives were neatly divided into three rows and inserted into the trunk of the tree, with a leaf stuck on each tip.

Although Zhang Wu had long known that Tang San's hidden weapons were very powerful, he still couldn't help but admire him when he saw this scene.

Meng Yiran slowly turned around and looked at her grandfather. She really couldn't accept this result.

Losing to Shrek twice in one day was an unforeseen blow to Meng Yiran.

Tang San walked quickly to the tree, waved his palm, and held thirty-six flying knives in his hand.

"Miss Meng, your soul-breaking knife"

Meng Yiran raised his head and looked pale, "Are you here to make fun of me?"

Tang San shook his head, "Miss Meng misunderstood. I have been practicing concealed weapons since I was three years old. It has been nine years now. I used my most exquisite techniques in the competition just now. I may not be able to do this again if I try again." step."