Douluo's starting support

Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer fell into An Qing's hands as soon as he let go. An Qing lightly weighed the weight of the hammer.

"It should weigh about eighty pounds. As a weapon, it's pretty good. I think you should add a soul ring to this martial soul. I can feel the possibility."

Tang San didn't expect An Qing to be able to lift the hammer so easily. It was quite difficult for him to lift the hammer.

Seeing that An Qing didn't react much when he saw his hammer, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The Clear Sky Hammer was taken back.

As if he thought of something, Tang San asked An Qing again.

"Senior An, I want to ask you...are you an elder from the Tang Sect?"

Tang San suddenly felt flustered by such an abrupt question, and quickly changed his words: "Ah, no, just forget it, senior, if you don't want to answer."

An Qing: "That's right."

"Hey?"

An Qing said these words expressionlessly, and Tang San felt his head buzzing.

Tang San was ecstatic after that. There was nothing more joyful than being able to find something familiar to him in a different world.

But Anqing also answered truthfully.

"But I'm just a Pu Tong person who has learned the secrets of Tang Sect. Don't take me too seriously."

When Tang San saw that An Qing had said this, he cupped his fists and said to An Qing.

"Then the mistress dares to call Senior An Brother Qing, okay?"

An Qing said: "I'll do whatever I want."

Tang San's eyes flashed with light, as if he had received some kind of glory.

"Brother Qing!"

"Ah."

After Tang San said this, he exhaled a breath, and a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

Then Tang San seemed to have thought of something again. He looked at An Qing and asked again.

"How old was Brother Qing in his last life?"

"A mere two hundred and eighty-two years old is nothing to mention."

The smile on Tang San's face was almost unbearable. It wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to call An Qing his ancestor! Do you still dare to call An Qing Brother Qing? !

An Qing did not talk to Tang San anymore, he called Xiao Wu over.

"Okay, Xiao Wu, we're done talking. Let's go change some clothes before we talk."

Xiao Wu immediately ran over and jumped up and down. As soon as she came to An Qing's side, she hugged An Qing's arm and stared at Tang San with her mouth pouted.

"Xiao San, I'm warning you, Brother Qing can only be mine."

Tang San immediately smiled bitterly. He didn't know why Xiao Wu's attitude towards An Qing was getting better and better recently.

An Qing pushed Xiao Wu away with some disgust.

"Okay, getting too close will affect my practice."

After pushing Xiao Wu away, An Qing walked non-stop towards Tiandou City.

Xiao Wu had no choice but to constantly go around and harass An Qing, and Tang San also followed An Qing from time to time to ask some minor questions about his cultivation.

Both of them are willing to follow An Qing.

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Outside the gate of Tiandou City.

This is the capital of this country and the most prosperous place in the country.

The walls of this city alone were built with the hardest materials. Outside the city gate, there were countless merchants holding a piece of official document and trying to get in.

It is even more brilliant in Tiandou City, as if it is a machine that will never stop. It will not stop throughout the day.

The distance between the walls of Tiandou City has reached a level that can be walked in more than a million steps, which shows its huge scope.

Because the wall was so huge, several soul saints were even invited to build it, which shows that they are wealthy.

The three people from Anqing came to the front of the city, looking a little small.

Even though the city gate is large enough, it still doesn't have enough traffic, and the number of people coming in and out is quite large.

The length of the queue can even reach some suburban towns. There is a limited number of lines every day. Today, this number has obviously been reached, and the guards will no longer let people in.

Of course, except for soul masters.

Even the lowest level first-level soul masters can enter directly. The number of soul masters on this continent is really too few.

Ridiculously little.

Even if there are soul master production machines like the sect, they are still only a handful for Douluo Continent, which has an extremely large entrance base.

Faced with such privileges, the three people from Anqing naturally walked to the front of the team in front of the small nobles and traders.

They all had expressions of surprise, obviously not expecting that this group of children would dare to go like this.

At this moment, a little accident happened in front of the city gate.

A blond young man who looked about eighteen years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes, angrily held a piece of official document and questioned the guards at the city gate.

"What do you mean, you bastard? I can't enter Tiandou City?!"

The guard wearing heavy armor and holding a spear replied with a straight face.

"Today's limit has been reached, of course you can't go in."

As he spoke, the guard moved the spear in front of the young man, which made the young man even more angry.

"My father is a Marquis! How dare you, bastard, stop me?!"

The guard was now annoyed.

Marquis?

"My Marquis is your size! Whose son of a Marquis is like this? He doesn't even have a bodyguard?!"

The guard yelled at the young man in front of him angrily.

The young man was immediately rendered speechless.

And what use can such a nobleman who is not even a soul master do?

He looked at the young man in front of him with completely undisguised contempt and continued to sneer.

"Even if your father is a marquis, who are you? My father is still a viscount!"

The person who can take on the lucrative job of guarding Dou Cheng has a very simple background.

After saying that, the guard pushed the young man. The young man didn't react and was pushed to the ground.

At this time, the three people from Anqing passed by without any worries and walked straight into the city gate.

The surrounding guards wanted to stop him at first, but their pupils shrank when they saw the fragments of white robes around An Qing's and the others' necks.

They are considered to be veterans in this city, so they naturally know who usually wears such white robes.

So they didn't bother to ask and let Anqing and the others pass by.

This actually irritated the noble young man. Since the guard couldn't afford to offend him, he pointed at Anqing and the others and roared.

"Why can this bunch of bastard beggars get in? Just rely on the rags they picked up around their necks?!"

The clothes Anqing and the others wore could be considered rags, but they were far from the level of beggars.

When I saw this guy from Chengmen, he suddenly cursed me. Even a clay figure was angry.

An Qing frowned and looked at the noble young man lying on the ground. The young man still laughed at An Qing's appearance.

"What's wrong? You, a little beggar, still want to hit someone? I am a nobleman! You are not someone you can afford to mess with."

The guards frowned, but they did not choose to take sides in this situation.

If An Qing and the others were wearing the uniforms of Tiandou Royal Academy, they would probably stand beside An Qing without saying anything. Unfortunately, An Qing's clothes were too tattered.