Douluo's Fierce Flame Dragon

"Old Shenshan, can't you change your face to a better-looking one?"

No matter how many times Jie Nan has seen it, he always feels that the face of Old Man Shenshan is weird. This old face always reminds him of Old Jack. This is not to blame Jie Nan. After all, the face of Old Man Shenshan and the face of Old Jack cannot be said to be exactly the same. , it can only be said that they are simply carved from the same mold.

The old man from Shenshan smiled lightly when he heard this, "Anan, how many times have I told you that I am not myself. I am the image that you think is most suitable in your subconscious mind, but I can't do what you want."

Jie Nan sighed in distress, "But if it doesn't work, you can wear the Emperor's Armor. Your face really makes me lose my energy. When I see it, I want to be lazy."

The old man from Shenshan looked at the kid in front of him who was wearing the same white robe as himself, with a grumbling look on his face and couldn't help but laugh.

His appearance was beyond his control, and the current appearance of old Jack was revealed from the deepest part of Jiannan's subconscious mind.

In other words, Jie Nan subconsciously felt that the old man from Shenshan should be a gray-haired old man.

And Old Jack fits the bill perfectly.

Thinking that among the armor summoners he had seen since the birth of the Holy Mountain, Jie Nan was one of the most talkative among the summoners he taught.

Maybe it's because his young body brings so much vitality to Jenan.

As a result, he actually talks a lot, and Shenshan feels that he can at least be ranked among the top three summoners in history.good achievement.

The two people, one old and one young, started chatting like this. One was a soul from another world, while the other had a consciousness that had existed alone for millions of years.

They understand each other, just like the most intimate friends.

After chatting for a long time, the old man from Shenshan adjusted his amiable expression, put on a serious and cold look, and called softly, "Anan."

When Jie Nan saw this, he also put away his playful smile and said solemnly: "Disciple is here."

"How have you been practicing your Diamond Fist lately?"

"Teacher, my disciple has been practicing diligently for the past three months, forgetting to eat and sleep, working hard and staying up late at night. He always remembers the teacher's teachings. Finally, Huang Tian has the vision to live up to everyone's wishes...!"

The old man from Shenshan couldn't stand listening anymore, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "Ahem, speak human language."

When Jie Nan saw this, he lost his temper. He raised his head and said honestly, "The disciple has entered the hall!"

His tone was full of self-satisfaction.In his previous life, Jie Nan was an ordinary person who had never been exposed to any boxing skills. It only took him three months to practice the Vajra Fist skills to the point where he could become a master of martial arts, which was far beyond Jie Nan's own expectations.

In his previous life, it was said that Old Man Shenshan was the subconscious collection of all armor summoners, and it was also said that he was the summoner of the first-generation Heavenly Dao Emperor's armor, which means that he may be the incarnation of Heavenly Dao in the Ming Realm.

But in fact no one knows who he is or where he comes from.

The old man from the sacred mountain is proficient in all the combat skills and key points of armor summoners.It can be called the great encyclopedia of the Ming Realm.

Every armor summoner can find him in his subconscious, and Jenan is no exception.

Three months ago, after Jie Nan summoned the Flame Dragon Armor for the first time, he saw this old man from the mountain who looked like old Jack in his sleep that night.

At the beginning, Jie Nan also made a lot of jokes because of this face.

someday.

Jie Nan: "Hey, old man, are you hiding something from me?"

Old Jack: "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? What can I hide from you?"

Jie Nan: "Is it possible that the identity of the village chief is just a disguise for you, and your real identity is actually..."

"Boom~!"

"What are you thinking about? Grandpa, if I were really that powerful, how could I...hey?"

In the past three months, the old man from Shenshan also taught him a Vajra Boxing technique and a technique that can enhance the energy of summoning people, that is, soul power and spiritual power.

The name of the skill is very simple, Fierce Flame Skill.

But Jie Nan could feel its extraordinary quality, and he could forgive him for Jie Nan's young age and lack of experience.

But he, Jienan, has never seen before, or even heard of, any skill in Douluo Continent that can combine soul power, mental power, and physical strength at the same time, and it can be practiced at an incredible speed.

Because of its powerful effect, Jiannan suddenly felt that not only was its name a bit cool, but it also matched his Flame Dragon Armor, well, it also matched Jianan very well.

And ever since Jie Nan entered this special subconscious space for the first time.

Jie Nan discovered that every time he slept, he could enter and leave this space at will, and he could also practice in this space, which was more effective than in reality.

Moreover, the time flow rate between it and Douluo Continent seems to be a little different, but it is like a dream, and it lasts for a while, although Jie Nan is not sure that it is super doubled every time.

But then Jiannan started to reach the point of no return where he became stronger even while sleeping.

The old man from Shenshan only took the initiative a few times in the past three months, and each time he taught Jie Nan martial arts knowledge and armor abilities.

Today's old man from Shenshan seems to have come with the idea of ​​​​testing Ji'nan's progress, but Ji'nan said that he came just in time, and it was just what he wanted.

On the Tai Chi platform, Jie Nan twisted his body, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, showing his signature smile.

He slowly raised his Vajra Fist posture, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted in a low voice, "Teacher, please teach me."

The old man from Shenshan also slowly took a few steps back, put one hand behind his back and said, "Come on, Vajra Boxing is all about having powerful moves, powerful forces and methods, and effective methods."

"Let me see, Anan, have you understood the true meaning in these three months?" He was dressed in a white robe like snow, showing his immortal spirit.

At this time, Qisha.

"The third brother is here!"

"Third brother, come and sit here."

"Third brother, third brother, come here. This is the second bed in the seventh house."

"Hey, Third Brother, don't listen to their nonsense. This, this bed owned by me, Wang Sheng, is the best bed in the entire Qishe besides the boss! Come on, I'll give it to you, Third Brother."

Tang San now looked confused and embarrassed, his little faces squeezed together, how could this group of people be so enthusiastic!Hey, hey, you just say don’t do anything!

"Shut up! And you, Xiaojiang, who asked you to touch Third Brother's new school uniform? What does a group of people look like in a mess? You must still respect me, Wang Sheng, and listen to my arrangements, okay."

Wang Sheng had a look of evil on his face, and he covered his stomach with one hand fiercely and grabbed Xiao Jiang who was just trying to help Tang San get clothes with the other hand. This stinky boy!

Why were they not so attentive when I was the boss?All of them usually ignore me, hum ╯^╰!Too much!

Turning his head, Wang Sheng moved towards Tang San with an attentive look on his face again, "Hey, third brother~ My name is Wang Sheng, my martial spirit is Zhan Hu. You can call me Little Wang, or Little Saint."

As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Jiang with one hand and asked him to step back so as not to block him from getting close to his brother Tang San.

Tang San looked at the strange young man named Wang Sheng in front of him with some curiosity.

He is a full two heads taller than him. He should be very oppressive at his age, and he doesn't look like an arrogant person. Hey, why do you look so, so timid?

Could it be that the children here like to show weakness to the enemy first, and then attack in secret?No way.

While Tang San was still secretly thinking about Qishe's complicated situation and where Jinan had gone, there was another crisp knock on the door of Qishe behind him.

"Is this Qishe?"

"Wow, what are you all doing at the door? It's so lively."

A lovely voice suddenly came.

Tang San looked at the originally lively students, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he couldn't help but turn his head.

Until he saw it, well, Tang San also saw it straight.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Wu. Dancing Wu is a new work-study student."