Douluo: I Am Green Fat

Seeing that all the disciples in the sect in the audience had a loose attitude, and there were still people whispering under the words of the sect leader, Tang Xiao's face suddenly turned ugly.

I thought that the disciples of the sect would be angry and unwilling after being closed within the mountain gate for a long time.

But not long ago, the sect was forced by Wuhun Palace to close the sect. The second-generation disciples suffered countless casualties, and the only ones left behind were the third- and fourth-generation disciples in the audience.

Ten years have not passed yet, and everyone in the Haotian Sect has forgotten their hatred and the people who need revenge.

"Eight years ago, Tang Hao, an unworthy disciple of Haotian Sect, seriously injured Qianxunji, the then Pope of Wuhun Palace. Qianxunji died after escaping. Wuhun Palace was furious and implicated Haotian Sect. It was you who died in the battle that night. Your fathers and ancestors only got the opportunity that you can stand here today. The blood feud has not been avenged, but you have forgotten your mission first.

As the number one sect in the Douluo Continent, the Haotian Sect can only live in seclusion in the mountains, relying on this cliff to survive. Tell me what qualifications do you have to live comfortably? You think it is shameless to study with a six-year-old child. Light? All the reputation of the Haotian Sect has been lost that night. The child standing in front of you now is an outer disciple, but at least he has a motivated heart.

what about you? If there is anything, tell me. Tang Long, the chief disciple of the third generation, came out and told me your age and soul power level, as well as your innate soul power level. "

"Tang Long, a thirty-nine-level attack-type war soul sect with a nine-level innate soul power. He just turned eighteen this year." The gray-robed boy who led Tang Ming into the sect that day stood up from the crowd and answered loudly.

"At how old do you think you can become a Soul Saint? Based on your cultivation speed." Tang Xiao nodded and asked eagerly after he finished speaking.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Long slowly said: "Thirty-five years old."

"That is to say, it will take seventeen years for the first disciple of the third generation to grow up to the point where he can stand alone, and the same is true for the rest.

Then do you know that Tang Ming's father Tang Li, a man with only level 4 innate soul power, spent several years rising from level 46 to level 61? It only took him four years to go from an undistinguished outer disciple to an inner deacon. The reason for this is Tang Ming among you.

And how long do you think it will take for Tang Ming to catch up with you? Seventeen years? fifteen years? Or ten years? With his innate soul power, it may only take five years to surpass you.

What do you have to be proud of? Just because you own the Clear Sky Hammer? His martial spirit is not inferior to any martial spirit on the mainland. Without activating the martial spirit, none of you can be his opponent. "

Tang Xiao roared angrily at the teenagers in the audience, venting his depression.

The other five elders also watched quietly as Tang Xiao reprimanded the sect disciples. They also shook their heads slightly as they watched everyone below bow their heads in silence.

The sect has been at ease for too long, and it is time for the disciples in the clan to cheer up.

The disciples in the field did not dare to breathe when they heard Tang Xiao's shouts and curses. They just listened quietly. No one was a fool. The reason for Tang Li's progress was what most people were curious about. No one thought that the reason was just yesterday. In the meeting hall, Tang Ming, who was accepted as a disciple by the sect leader.

"Now, I will not let Tang Ming teach you anymore. You need to put down your face and beg him to teach you how to become stronger. Your arrogance is worthless to him. You are making progress, and he will only The progress is faster, and in a blink of an eye, he has surpassed you and gone ahead of you.

After seven days, those who have not learned his method of becoming stronger will lose their qualifications as Haotian Sect's inner disciples. The Clear Sky Hammer will no longer be the Haotian Sect's standard for measuring talent. In his eyes, you are just a need. Take the time to move past the waste. "

Tang Xiao issued an order to all the disciples present, turned around and left the training ground with the five elders.

Tang Ming also felt warm. It seemed that Tang Xiao was doing it for the Haotian Sect, but why wasn't he venting his anger for himself?

You don’t have to teach it if you don’t like it, and you can teach it to others if they have learned it. But those people will no longer have the status of inner disciples, so that I will no longer be unpopular just because my spirit is not the Clear Sky Hammer.

Many disciples present were terrified, fearing that Tang Ming might hear what they said.

There was an unusual silence in the field. Everyone was thinking about what to do. Tang Ming also looked at the teenagers turning into penguins in amusement.

He shook his head with a smile and started running around the perimeter of the training ground. Everyone in the audience saw that Tang Ming obviously had no intention of teaching him and the others. They were a little annoyed and wanted to come up to trouble Tang Ming, but they were all restrained by the people around him. .

Tang Ming ran in circles, with no deviation in the distance between each step, pace, breathing, methodical, one lap, two laps...eighty laps. When he felt that the warm-up was over, Tang Ming slowly stood up.

No one dared to leave, and no one bothered Tang Ming. He ran eighty laps without feeling tired.

Seeing Tang Ming finally stop, Tang Long and Tang Hu couldn't wait any longer and came to Tang Ming.

Seeing the two tall men, nearly 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of him in a reserved manner and not knowing what to say, Tang Ming said in a funny voice: "Brother Tang Long, Brother Tang Hu, do they listen to you?"

The two looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes. They were both third-generation disciples, and the chief also took turns, so the third-generation disciples were divided into two factions. Progress would only come from fighting, so the sect did not prohibit them from doing this. Do.

Now the two people asking this question cannot answer because they don't know whether the other person will listen, so they can't answer it.

Tang Ming did not wait any longer. He walked up to the high platform and said, "I know you all think I have no real ability. What I am saying now is empty talk, but if you want to continue to have the status of your disciple, then what I said is, You all need to do it. If you can't do it, it doesn't matter. It's not me who is assessing you anyway.

Believe me, when I take control of my martial soul and hunt down the first soul ring, none of you will be my opponent. Don’t think you don’t believe it. That punch I hit on the floor of the meeting hall yesterday, Who among you can come next? "

Tang Ming's words also stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, completely arousing the anger of this group of proud sect disciples. The scene was in an uproar. Looking at the noisy crowd, Tang Long and Tang Hu were also angry in their hearts, but they still let the rioting disciples calm down.

Because the child in front of him was telling the truth, no one could take that punch, and no one could use the Clear Sky Hammer to take countless blows like the Seven Elders did.