Douluo's list of gods

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Tang San, who was violently attacked by Ju Hua, felt a cold air rising from his lower body along his spine, rushing directly to his brain, followed by a fierce and strange pain.

"what!"

As a scream rang out, his body jumped up suddenly, and with the force of his legs, he jumped several feet high, simply exceeding his own limit.

After receiving such a blow, even with Tang San's determination, he couldn't help but twist his face and grin.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching the battle was stunned. When they came to their senses, they subconsciously covered their buttocks, sending chills down their spines.

Even Xiao Wu's eyes were stunned, her cheeks could not help but turn red, and she forgot about the pain in her butt for a moment, only feeling that the mistress was so pitiful.

Looking at Ye Feng again, there was also a hint of fear. He took two steps back and said secretly: "This person is so scary..."

At this time, Tang San had already regained his composure, quickly pulled away, covered his buttocks, feeling the burning pain, looked at Ye Feng and said, "You, you don't follow martial ethics!"

Ye Feng smiled: "If you were talking about martial ethics, you wouldn't use those hidden weapons."

"Here……"

Tang San was at a loss for words. What the other party said was true. Using a hidden weapon to fly a kite in this kind of competition couldn't be considered aboveboard.

Now that I have suffered a loss, in the final analysis I can only blame myself for not being as good as others.

Ye Feng held the wooden stick in his hand, looked at the two people opposite him and said, "How about it, do you want to continue?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu quickly shook her head, unwilling to fight with him again. She always felt that the other party's power seemed to be restraining her.

Tang San also said helplessly: "I give up. I'll just stay here today. I'll ask for advice when I have the chance."

As he spoke, he turned around and left with Xiao Wu.

At this moment, his butt was still burning, and he really didn't want to stay here any longer. It would be too embarrassing to be raped in public.

Seeing the two of them leaving with their butts covered, Ye Feng smiled unkindly.

This battle was quite enjoyable. Although there was still a big gap between Tang San and him, at the same level, it was pretty good to be able to sustain him for such a long time.

It seems that the next few years in the academy will not be too boring...

Time flies, and several months have passed.

During this period of time, Tang San once again launched many challenges to Ye Feng, but the result was a disastrous defeat without any surprise.

However, he possesses a resilience that is difficult for ordinary people to match. He fights against each other after repeated defeats, as if he regards the opponent as a target to be surpassed.

On this day, Tang San returned to the dormitory with a bruised nose and face again. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a middle-aged man already waiting aside.

This person looks to be about 50 to [-] years old, with a medium build, slightly thin, and short black hair.There was a trace of vicissitudes of life on the slightly lazy face, and there was a bit of perseverance in the calm eyes.

He is none other than the theoretically invincible martial arts master, Yu Xiaogang, who is now Tang San's teacher.

Seeing his arrival, Tang San quickly walked over and said respectfully: "Teacher, you are here."

Yu Xiaogang looked him over, frowned slightly and said, "I always see you looking gray and gray lately. Did you get into a fight with someone?"

Tang San didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "I competed with the classmates in the courtyard."

"I told you before, don't be too showy. Your Blue Silver Grass is not strong enough yet, and you can't use your second martial spirit at will. It's better to hide your clumsiness appropriately."

Yu Xiaogang thought that Tang San was restless, so he reminded him.

Tang San heard this and explained: "There is a person in the academy who is very strong. Fighting against him can help me break through my limits better."

Yu Xiaogang raised his eyebrows: "Which graduate is he?"

He also knew quite a bit about the strength of his apprentice. In this junior soul master academy, only the best among the graduates were qualified to be his opponents.

Tang San shook his head and said, "It's not those seniors, it's a classmate of the same class as me."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was also surprised and asked: "Are we the same age as you?"

"more or less."

Tang San replied.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, and he continued: "How is this person's soul power?"

Tang San thought for a moment, and then replied: "It should be about the same, maybe a little taller than me."

Yu Xiaogang nodded: "If he is able to fight with you at the same level, he must be a rare genius."

When Tang San heard this, he said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I lost the competition with him."

"Never won once?"

Yu Xiaogang asked in surprise.

Tang San nodded: "Yes."

Seeing his definite answer, Yu Xiaogang was even more surprised. Even some great spirit masters couldn't say they were 100% sure of winning when facing Tang San who was going all out.

But in the hands of this peer, he has never won once, which is really surprising.

Then he asked again: "What's so special about this person."

Tang San replied truthfully: "His martial spirit is very special. He is a gray-haired old man. And his spirit power is also ridiculously strong. In terms of quality, even great spirit masters may not be able to match it."

"Humanoid Martial Soul?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned and began to think. As a famous theoretical master on the entire continent, he naturally had a very deep understanding of martial arts.

But he was also very curious about the humanoid martial spirit that was even rarer than the twin martial spirits.

Then he continued: "Can you take me to see him?"

Tang San naturally did not refuse this request, nodding and saying: "Okay."

As he spoke, he led the other party towards Ling Yifeng and left the living area where the work-study students lived.

After a while, the two of them arrived at Ling Yiyi's dormitory. Tang San stopped in front of a house, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Two breaths later, a voice came from inside the house: "Who is it?"

"I, Tang San."

The former replied.

"Didn't I just finish my sparring and now I want to be beaten again..."

After the words fell, the door was opened, and a figure came out.

Stepping out of the door, Ye Feng saw Tang San and Yu Xiaogang behind him. His expression moved slightly, and then he asked: "This is..."

Tang San replied: "This is my teacher, you can call him master."

When Ye Feng heard this, he thought to himself: "It is indeed him."

Then he said without changing his expression: "I have met the master, what can I do for you?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at him and then said: "Nothing, I just heard from the mistress that he made a friend, so I came over to have a look. What do you call me?"

"Student Ye Feng."

The former replied politely.

Yu Xiaogang nodded, and then asked: "Can you let me see your martial spirit?"