Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

"How come you know the Purple Demon Eyes!"

On the other side, Tang San was shocked and lost his voice.

Looking at his appearance, Yang Jianyun said lightly: "Xia Chong is not worth mentioning."

Then, he took a deep breath, and the inner air began to flow rapidly, and the temperature around Yang Jian suddenly began to climb, like a high-temperature furnace.

The mountain forest seemed to have turned into a desert, and the sudden rise in temperature caused drops of sweat to appear on Tang San's forehead, and his expression kept changing.

Yang Jian became serious.

Since Tang San wanted to kill him with a hidden weapon, Yang Jian didn't intend to let go anymore. He seemed to be burning with invisible flames, pressing towards Tang San step by step.

And Tang San gritted his teeth, clasping some hidden weapons tightly with his fingers, ready to go.

But at this moment, a palpitating feeling suddenly grew in Yang Jian's heart.

He paused and turned to look in the direction of Holy Soul Village. In his perception, there was a strong aura flickering there for a moment.

Rustling... I also heard the sound of human clothing rubbing against leaves as I quickly approached this place.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he took a long breath. Then the high-speed flowing inner energy stopped and returned from the meridians to the dantian.

Across the way, Tang San was a little confused when he saw Yang Jian's reaction.

"Little San'er, it's time to go home for dinner."

At this moment, a dry-sounding voice suddenly sounded nearby. Yang Jian followed the sound and saw a tall figure slowly walking out of the shade of the tree. He looked at himself and then at the injuries on his body. Tang San in disheveled clothes. ?

"Why did you end up like this, fighting with someone?"

Tang Hao, whose clothes were dirty and torn, looked very slovenly, and still smelled of alcohol, walked up to Tang San and frowned slightly.

Tang San glanced at Yang Jian, lowered his head and said nothing, his fingers still clasped on the edge of his sleeve, and underneath was another sleeve arrow.

At this time, Tang Hao turned around, narrowed his eyes and asked Yang Jian: "Did you bully my third son? Are you so evil-hearted at such a young age? How did your adults educate you?"

Tang Hao's words had no impact on Yang Jian at all.

But he was in a very rough mood.

After beating the little one, the old one is coming... The key is that he can't beat the old one yet.

Yang Jian looked at Tang Hao, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said with a smile: "How could it be? He rolled down the mountain and got injured. I happened to be passing by and was planning to take him back to the village."

After a pause, Yang Jian shifted his gaze and looked directly into Tang San's eyes.

"We just made friends, don't you think so, Xiaosan'er?"

He expected that Tang San, who had been hiding his secrets all this time, would not tell the truth.

And Tang San, who didn't know that his father was actually a hidden boss, saw that Yang Jian was planning to stop, and he didn't want to involve Tang Hao in it. In Tang San's eyes at this time, Tang Hao, who was just an ordinary person, would definitely fight. But Yang Jian.

Just as Yang Jian expected, after a few seconds of silence, Tang San said calmly: "Dad, I'm fine. I just accidentally fell and got injured. They were all skin injuries."

Tang Hao's eyes moved between Tang San and Yang, and after more than ten seconds, he said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then go home quickly and apply some ointment."

Looking at Tang Hao and Tang San's leaving figures, Yang Jian shouted to Tang San: "Xiao San'er, see you in Notting City. Let's continue playing together."

Tang San's steps paused slightly, his face darkened for a moment before returning to normal, and then he continued to leave without looking back.

Yang Jian, who was still standing there, saw Tang Hao's figure disappear from the field of vision, and the smile on his face disappeared, turning into a calm and thoughtful look.

"Faced with an existence like Tang Hao, if he attacks me, I'm still powerless at the moment."

"Now that I've beaten Tang San, given his method of death, it will probably be difficult for him to do well in the future."

"Tang San is actually easy to deal with, but this Tang Hao is too tricky. If I kill Tang San, he will easily target me."

"I have to think of a way."

Yang Jian stood there for a few minutes with a thoughtful look on his face. Suddenly his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems that when we get to Notting City, we really need to meet Su Yuntao first."

Tang Hao, the number one prodigy of the Haotian Sect in the Douluo Continent and the youngest titled Douluo in history, once faced off against three titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall with one against three. Because he killed two and injured one, he is still fighting in the Spirit Hall to this day. On the wanted list.

If they heard the news about him, Wuhundian would probably be very happy.

At the same time, after thinking about Su Yuntao, Yang Jian smiled slightly and muttered: "I don't know what he will choose to do with the little gift I gave him."

"Use it yourself? Or hand it over?"

"Most likely, you should use it yourself before handing it over."

On the other side, there is a branch of the Notting City Spirit Hall.

Su Yuntao, who had just returned from his mission, rubbed his nose, looked around in confusion, scratched his head and said to himself: "Strange, why does it feel like someone is talking about me?"

After finding nothing unusual, Su Yuntao withdrew his gaze and focused on the things in his hands.

It was an open book, not too thick, probably only a few dozen pages.

Looking at this book, Su Yuntao fell into deep thought.

"The Golden Bell... I didn't expect that I, Su Yuntao, would be lucky enough to encounter a strange encounter."

"It's just that this kind of physical exercise... what is it called?"

"By the way, martial arts, this kind of secret book called martial arts is unusual. Should I hand it over to the Wuhun Hall, or should I keep it and continue to practice secretly?"

When he left Nanshan Village, he accidentally picked up this secret book on the road outside the village. At first, he thought it was some kind of soul meditation method, but after studying it carefully for a few days, Su Yuntao found that it was not that simple.

This is a new system that is very different from the soul power cultivation system. It does not require the use of soul power, and even ordinary people without soul power can practice it.

When he first discovered this, Su Yuntao was greatly shocked, and he immediately realized the gold content of martial arts.

If there are more types of martial arts secrets, it can completely set off a subversive wave in Douluo Continent and turn the current pattern of Douluo Continent upside down.

Su Yuntao, Su Yuntao, you have been ordinary for more than 20 years, are you going to take off from the same place from now on?

He stared closely at the martial arts secret book, his mouth and eyes became brighter, the corners of his mouth raised towards one side of his cheek, and he showed an interesting crooked smile.

After thinking about it, Su Yuntao finally decided that he would practice according to the martial arts secret manual for a period of time and then hand it over to the senior management in exchange for resources.

Just as Yang Jian expected.

.................

In Holy Soul Village, Feng Ma had recovered from the heatstroke, and Yang Jian returned to the convoy as if nothing was wrong, preparing to start again and leave Holy Soul Village.

At this time, Tang Hao came from a distance and approached the convoy.

"How is the mistress?" Yang Jian asked proactively.

Tang Hao said calmly: "It's nothing serious."

He originally thought that Tang San and Yang Jian must have fought, but the child was too proud to admit it, but after seeing the injuries under Tang San's clothes, Tang Hao became a little unsure.

Because there were no obvious bruises, swelling, blood stasis or other injuries on Tang San's body.

It's just that the skin is red in some places, as if it was sunburned by the high temperature.

Not far away, Village Chief Jack heard the conversation between Yang Jian and Tang Hao. He was slightly stunned and then said happily: "Have you met Tang San's kid?"

Yang Jian shifted his gaze, looked at Village Chief Jack and smiled: "Yes, I just happened to meet him."

"It seems that you have become friends. When you all arrive in Notting City, you should take more care of each other." Village Chief Jack continued.

Yang Jian nodded, with an arc at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Of course, I will take good care of my mistress."

At this time, Tang Hao's nose twitched slightly, and he looked at the wine barrels filled in the truck with confusion, and said, "Are these?"

Because of the death of his wife and the abandonment of his clan, Tang Hao has always been in a state of decadence, melancholy and drinking. Although he has improved a lot because of Tang San's awakening, he still likes drinking wine a little bit. things.

"Would you like some fine golden cider?"

Golden Cider is the official name of pineapple beer in this world.

At first, pineapple beer was called pineapple beer, but in order to sell it more expensively, Yang Jian changed its name to golden fruit wine, which sounds more high-end than pineapple beer. So now there are two names on the market, pineapple beer. Beer, and golden cider.

"Golden fruit wine? I've heard of it, but I've never drank it."

Tang Hao stared at the wine barrel and said.

Seeing this, Yang Jian took out a kettle, put some wine in it, handed it to Tang Hao, and said, "Try how it tastes."

Tang Hao was not polite and ended up drinking it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "The taste is quite unique, with a fruity and refreshing taste, but also a little mellow taste of wine."

"But the fruity taste is too strong. If you don't drink strong alcohol, how is it different from drinking water?"

Village Chief Jack looked at Tang Hao displeased and scolded: "Since when did you become a winemaker? The golden fruit wine in Nanshan Village is highly praised. What do you, a bad guy, know?"

He felt a little displeased with Tang Hao.

In the eyes of Village Chief Jack, a well-behaved grown man lives as slovenly as a ghost all day long and cannot speak well.

Yang Jian shook his head, did not argue with Tang Hao, and said with a smile: "People's tastes are different, there is nothing to compare."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian glanced at Village Chief Jack, waved his hand and said: "Village Chief Jack, goodbye."

Village Chief Jack smiled and said: "Hey, goodbye, be careful on the road."

What a polite and sensible child, it would be much better for Tang San to have him take care of him in Notting City... Village Chief Jack thought in his heart.