Douluo Saiyan Legend

But Wukong did not choose to kill Tang Hao right away. He could easily kill Tang Hao as soon as he appeared.

Keeping him till now is of course of some use.

"Xiao San..." Yu Xiaogang was helpless and knelt on the ground. He was pressed to death by the coercion, but he still did not forget Tang San.

Wukong rolled his eyes. This guy really was everywhere. He increased his strength and knocked Yu Xiaogang unconscious.

To avoid some barking for a while.

Wukong grinned and said with great interest, "You must be curious about why I came down to earth to kill him, right?"

All the conscious people present invariably pricked up their ears. They also wanted to know what Tang San had committed.

Tang San trembled all over, it seemed that the person in front of him knew the true identity of him.

But how can I cope with it?

What a god!

"We can only wait for a while to find an opportunity to kill him with the King of Hell Tie!" Tang San made a small calculation in his mind. Although his hands are useless now, it is not enough to pull away the twenty-four bridges and launch the King of Hell Tie on a bright moon night. What a difficult thing.

"why!"

"What did my son do wrong?" Tang Hao was lying on the ground like a dead dog at this time, speaking unclearly.

Wukong pouted and said, "Do you really think that the young man in front of you is your biological son?"

Wukong's abnormal words aroused doubts and curiosity in everyone present, and they all turned their attention to Tang San.

"What does he mean by this?" Bibi Dong murmured in her heart.

God's words are true and he will not lie to others. Is there really something different about the Tang San in front of him?

"Uncle Jian, what does he mean?"

"Is there anything different about Tang San?" Ning Fengzhi was very depressed. It seemed that apart from being a bit of a monster, he didn't have any fatal diseases.

"I don't know, but since it can attract the attention of a level 100 god like this!"

"It also aroused the other party's murderous intention, so it is definitely not an ordinary thing." Sword Douluo quietly turned to Tang San and looked at him carefully.

Is it no different from normal children?

"Third brother?"

At this moment, Xiao Wu unconsciously looked at Tang San next to her. How could the third brother have a problem?

Just when Wukong was about to say his next sentence, Tang San jumped up excitedly, being supported by Xiao Wu!

Once his true identity is exposed, it will definitely cause countless unnecessary troubles!

And he is also very confident in the King of Hell's Tie, believing that no one in the world can rival the God of Death, the King of Hell.

"How dare you hurt my dad!"

"go to hell!"

Tang San roared, enduring the severe pain in his hand, and pulled out the King of Hell's Tie from Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

A chopstick was long as a steel needle, with wisps of black smoke coming out of it, and without any hesitation, it shot toward Wukong's eyebrows.

An unusually confident smile appeared on Tang San's lips at this moment, but he didn't expect his divine perception to be so poor.

Little did he know that Wukong did this on purpose.

"Ant~" Wukong snorted without emotion.

The moment the King of Hell approached Wukong, it turned into ashes, as if it had never existed.

When Tang San saw this scene, his mouth was open and his expression was extremely frightened. The hidden weapons ranked at the top of Xuantian Baolu were actually ineffective against him!

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now. Why don't you play time travel?"

"Isn't it history to forcefully change a place?"

"I'll let you taste it now. Forcibly changing history will be the consequences!" Wukong teleported to Tang San's side.

He patted his shoulder lightly, but this made Tang San extremely painful.

The pain caused me to scream "Ahhhh!"

Even for ordinary Saiyans, their power is beyond the reach of all soul masters in Douluo Continent.

Not to mention that half of Tang San's hands are now useless.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu felt extremely heartbroken when she saw Tang San in such pain.

His eyes were fierce and glowing red, and he almost wanted to tear Wukong into pieces.

"Look at the hammer..." Wukong smiled contemptuously.

Anyway, this little rabbit won't be able to run away for a while, so I'll deal with her after finishing my own affairs.

Then he walked towards Tang Hao with brisk steps, squatted down and said, "You and Blue Silver Emperor are truly sons. You were already dead when you were chased by Qian Xunji..."

"What!" Tang Hao slurred and was surprised. He now also knew the identity of the person in front of him.

But he didn't want to believe the answer, and so did everyone around him, waiting for Wukong to tell the new and big news.

Now, there are people in Shrek Academy, and each of them looks more shocked than the last.

Oscar silently held Ning Rongrong's little hand, preparing to accept the final trial.

I don’t understand this, and I won’t judge you. What are you afraid of?

Wukong felt the curious glances from around him, and the ashen-faced Tang San over there, thinking that his plan was already half successful.

"Don't you all find it strange?" Wukongchi smiled and spread his hands to the people around him.

"He has been making those hidden weapons since he was a child, and each one is extremely sophisticated. The Qibao Glazed Sect must have studied the parts of Tang San's hidden weapons in private." Wukong looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was lying on the ground over there, and said with a strange yin and yang attitude.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned, as if he was really doing this, Sword Douluo moved his body and tried his best to block Ning Fengzhi's front.

He looked like he was ready to die.

"Tang San has never been taught these things since he was a child, and he has never even been exposed to them."

"Maybe Tang Hao knows this best." Wukong kicked Tang Hao below.

"The question is, he has never been exposed to these things, so why can he create such sophisticated things?"

"Even the Qibao Glazed Sect is famous as a master craftsman and you can't tell. Do you think someone with decades of experience can't compare to a little kid messing around for a while?"

"How is that possible?" Wukong shook his head, indicating that he was not trustworthy at all for such a thing.

After everyone thought about it carefully, there was indeed some truth to this. Tang San grew up in a rural area.

Even a big city like Tiandou Imperial City has not figured out this thing. How is it possible for a small rural person who has come into contact with these things but not yet?

At this time, some people started to have aristocratic psychology, which undoubtedly gave Wukong a boost.

"And he also knows so much about poison. Even the so-called Poison Douluo here is Dugu Bo, but he can't figure out that he is poisoned."

"But it was easily lifted by Tang San, and it was time for him to remove your Ice and Fire Eyes."

"It's so familiar that he called out the names of all the fairy grasses there. How to explain this?" Wukong looked at Xiao Wu at this time.

"Tang San has been in the countryside since he was a child. It is impossible for the countryside to have such an inheritance, otherwise the village would have become popular a long time ago."

"He went to Notting College. How could a low-level college record such a thing?"

"If it is true, then why do you think that the Titled Douluo is Dugu Bo but no one knows that there are herbs in it?"

"A few years ago, Tang San shared everything with Xiao Wu. Then if he really got this kind of thing, which was a book, why wouldn't he share it with Xiao Wu?"

"Did he tell you? I think you know best, little rabbit?" Wukong reached out and touched Xiao Wu's head, but his face was still so cold.

"Furthermore, the weird steps and eyes he usually uses, if he figured out the steps he wanted, it would be understandable."

"Also, his hidden weapon technique cannot be mastered in just a few decades. I'm curious, why haven't you found any clues now?"

"And his eyes..."

"I believe you should have asked him where these things you know come from." Wukong said.

"But he must be unified to reply, and what mysterious thing he got is inheritance." Wukong wanted to laugh a little when he said this. Which Douluo god can do these things?

"Everyone present here, without exception, is a prominent figure on this road, and some are just ordinary geniuses."

"But I want to ask you big shots. Since you have been in such high positions for a long time, you must have read many books."

"Have you seen any sects or strong men in the history of Douluo Continent who have used these things?"

As soon as Wukong said this, everyone suddenly stopped and quickly recalled the books they had read.

"Uncle Jian, you know a lot. Is there such a heritage on this road?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion.

Sword Douluo grimaced and replied, "I've never heard of it..."

Wukong touched his mouth and seemed to have a dry cough.

"As a god in heaven, there is no god in the world of gods who can use this kind of thing!"

"And as far as I know, the hidden weapons and techniques he uses exist in a world of low martial arts!"

"And him!" Wukong raised his voice at this time and pointed directly at Tang San.

"In that low-level martial arts world, a second-rate sect named Tang Sect has a disciple, Tang San!"