Douluo's giant

"Spread your legs further."

"Punches need to be fast, as fast as a leopard, and punch hard, like this."

In the dense forest, Hao Heng stood next to Tang San with a solemn expression. He simply stood with his legs spread apart and punched out, causing a wave of air to vibrate in the air. The sound of the hunting fist blended into the rustling sound of leaves blowing in the wind.

Tang San on the side stared wide-eyed, not daring to look away from Hao Heng for a moment.

Over the past six months, Hao Heng has taught him sincerely, and he has been practicing seriously.

In just half a year, his appearance changed drastically. His originally thin and frail body became strong. The coarse linen clothes that used to have most of the space left were stretched out with obvious muscle lines, and they were about to burst apart. Now, his height has exceeded one meter, which is a little taller than his peers. There is also a masculine spirit between his eyebrows.

After being taught by Hao Heng himself, Tang San nodded seriously, took a deep breath, retracted his fist, and blasted it out.

wow.

This one is not as loud as Hao Heng's, but it already has some charm.

Hearing the sound, Hao Heng nodded with satisfaction and said: "Basic boxing style 81, 63, you have mastered [-], and after a while, you will be able to complete a complete set of punches."

"Yes, Master."

Tang San retracted his fist and smiled happily. Who would have thought that a few months ago, he thought that this basic boxing method was cumbersome and complicated, and its actual combat effectiveness was not as good as his original Tang Sect skills, and the exercise effect was not as useful as running or squatting. He also thought He was unwilling to learn, but after learning more than ten moves, he felt that his body had become stronger with the naked eye.

From then on, he had to box every day. If he didn't box for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over. It can only be said that no matter who he is, as long as he is an individual, he can't escape the law of true fragrance.

"Ah."

Hao Heng snorted lightly, looked up at the setting sun diagonally to the west, and then said to him: "Village Chief Jack said today that the soul masters from the Wuhun Palace will come to the village tomorrow to hold the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony. That's it today. Come on, go back and rest early to recuperate your energy."

"Row."

Tang San naturally had no objection. After saying this, the two of them packed up their belongings, left the woods, and walked down the mountain.

As they approached the village entrance, an old voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"Hao Heng, wait!"

Hao Heng turned around and looked back. The village chief was sitting on a bullock cart, being pulled along, waving and calling to them.

They hid on the side of the road, and after the village chief's car stopped, Hao Heng asked, "Village Chief, what's the matter?"

Jack didn't say anything. He turned around and opened a baggage. Seeing his action, Hao Heng frowned.

Half a year ago, two letters sent from Wuhun Palace shattered his peaceful and peaceful state of mind.

One was a letter from Luo Li. The content contained no more love and affection than before, only worries. After she briefly described what happened to Bibi Dong finding her, she also gave Hao Heng an idea to quickly escape from the Holy Soul Village.

One letter was from Bibi Dong. It didn't contain too much nonsense and expressed one meaning very clearly. Now there is no place for Hao Heng in Wuhun Palace. Hao Heng must never appear in Wuhun City again. But she changed the topic again, She asked Hao Heng if he was willing to come back. If he was willing to come back, she had a plan and asked Hao Heng to wait patiently.

Hao Heng didn't quite understand what she meant, but after receiving this letter, his exercise plan increased again, just a little. It wasn't that he wasn't diligent enough, but the amount was already large, and he couldn't add more to it. At the same time, he must remain vigilant every day. This place has been exposed. Bibi Dong can find it, but who knows if Qianxunji can find it. He is still far away from defeating Qianxunji. So I planned to run away several times.

But thinking of Bibi Dong's plan in mind, he could only try his best to restrain himself and wait in agony.

At the same time, after the two letters were sent, his contact with Luo Li was cut off for half a year.

"Here, here is your letter."

Hao Heng took the letter handed over by the village chief, glanced at the back, his frown softened, and nodded to the village chief: "Okay, thank you, village chief."

"Ah."

The village chief smiled back and asked if they wanted to take a ride into the village together. Hao Heng did not refuse. After the two got on the car, the ox cart drove slowly towards the Holy Soul Village.

At dusk, Hao Heng was sitting in the yard, guarding the barbecue on the charcoal fire. He glanced at the side of the house surrounded by bamboos, which could be regarded as the direction of the bathroom, and heard the sound of water pouring from inside.

He took out the letter from his arms, opened it and read it carefully. His face was confused at first, then heavy, and finally thoughtful.

Hao Heng threw the letter and envelope into the charcoal fire and watched them turn into ashes.

The second day, early in the morning.

Tang San lowered his head and walked towards the bamboo house with an ugly expression.

He went to awaken his martial soul just now, and his soul power reached the innate full soul power astonishingly, but the martial soul was actually an ordinary blue silver grass. Although he felt something strange in his other hand, his blue silver grass Wuhun will definitely disappoint the master.

Tang San thought in despair, seeing the bamboo house close in front of him, his brows furrowed deeper. Although he and Hao Heng had only been together for half a year, Hao Heng, who had always cared for him and taught him, could not be said to be more emotional than Tang Hao. , but at least it was the same. He regarded Hao Heng as his second father, and naturally he didn't want to disappoint him.

But... Bluesilver Grass!

"Hey!"

Walking to the door of the bamboo house, Tang San sighed, his heart pounding, he pushed the door open and said, "Master, I'm back... Hey! Father, why are you here?"

He opened the door and saw a tall figure, but it was not Hao Heng, but Tang Hao, who was frowning.

He half-turned to look at Tang San who came in, and handed him a piece of letter paper in his hand.

Tang San took it doubtfully and read it carefully.

"Xiao San, my beloved disciple, my teacher needs to leave you for a while because of some things. Don't miss my teacher. Of course, you can't relax and exercise when my teacher is away. The queen of the Invincible Thunderbolt Arrogant Divine Fist I will put the Eighteen Posture Cultivation Methods next to this letter. I believe that with your talent, you should be able to understand it!

Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. I believe that when you read this letter, you should have finished awakening your martial soul. Let me guess, you must have soul power in your body. Is it possible that you were born with full soul power? Haha, back to the topic, no matter how much soul power you have, if the village chief asks you to go to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study, you must go. If someone competes with you, then defeat him. You must go to the academy to study. You know, you can't become a strong person just by practicing. Knowledge and insight are also very important, you know?

Okay, I've said this, next time we meet again, I'm going to give you a test. If you can't pass my test, hum!Then wait to eat me, the iron fist of love!goodbye. "

Tang San stared blankly at the letter in his hand. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Tang Hao, and asked helplessly: "Father...Master, where did he go!"

Tang Hao shook his head, stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said: "I don't know, you don't need to know, just work hard and don't let your master down."

Tang San lowered his head, looked at the letter in his hand, and nodded gently, his eyes full of reluctance.

.........

Zhenshuang City is a special city in the Tiandou Empire.

It is the northernmost city of mankind on the mainland, and it is also a human city that goes straight into the far north.

The city wall is a hundred meters high, with a smooth layer of ice attached to the surface. The city is not small, but the streets are deserted and there are almost no people. This has a lot to do with the fact that it snows here all year round.

Zhenshuang City is not without its lively places. On the southeast side of the city, at the corner of the street, there is a tavern.

The door to the tavern is two large iron doors with transparent glass windows. The iron doors block out the wind and snow, while the lively atmosphere inside attracts passers-by through the windows.

But today's wind and snow were quite severe. There was not a single pedestrian on the street, and there were only two or three tables in the tavern. The waiters were leaning against the wall, with their arms crossed and their heads lowered. The large cotton-padded jacket covered his entire face, and his even breathing came from inside the clothes.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door came from outside. The boy was startled and his feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly grabbed the door handle and looked outside through the glass window. He saw a wide and tall door. The figure filled his entire eye socket, and he moved his gaze upwards, meeting a pair of eyes full of fire.

The young man was so excited that he quickly opened the door and welcomed the people outside.

"In the guest officer, please."

The man glanced at the boy, who still had sleepiness and fear on his face, and then turned his attention to the other people in the room. After looking at it for a few seconds, he found his direction and walked towards the table in the innermost corner.

There were two figures sitting there, one large and one small.