Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

"Are you injured?" Yang Jian pointed to the bruise marks on Su Yuntao's arm and asked pretending to be casual.

Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, took another bite of peach, and said, "I accidentally fell while walking."

Yang Jian sneered and said, "How old can you be to fall down while walking? I haven't fallen down while walking since I was one year old."

Su Yuntao:............

He spit out the peach core and said, "If you weren't young, I would beat you."

You probably can't beat me... Yang Jian thought to himself, then pondered for a moment and said, "Do you still remember the Holy Soul Village?"

When he came to Nanshan Village to preside over the awakening ceremony, he mentioned Holy Soul Village once.

Su Yuntao touched his chin and said: "Of course, after all, there is a person with both innate soul power and useless martial soul. It is difficult to forget."

After a pause, he looked at Yang Jian doubtfully: "Why, why do you ask this?"

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "When I came to Notting City, I passed by Holy Soul Village and saw the person you mentioned. His name is Tang San, right."

Su Yuntao nodded and said with emotion: "Yes, it's him."

"It's a shame that Lan Yin Cao has a useless martial soul with full innate soul power. If only he could give me full innate soul power........."

After hearing Su Yuntao's sigh, Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and asked curiously: "How much innate soul power do you have?"

Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he was speechless. After more than ten seconds, he said anxiously: "You don't care how much innate soul power I have, it's enough for me to become a soul master anyway."

Opposite me, Yang Jian nodded and agreed: "Yes, it doesn't matter whether you ask or not. Anyway, he is definitely not as tall as me."

Su Yuntao felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, but when he thought of his adventure, he straightened his back and said proudly: "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"My innate soul power is not high and my talent is average, but who can say for sure about the future?"

"Perhaps, I, Su Yuntao, will become a big shot one day and be famous in the Tiandou Empire."

Seeing Su Yuntao who was suddenly a little excited, Yang Jian didn't point it out and said, "When you become a big shot, don't forget to protect me."

At this point, Yang Jian changed the topic and asked: "By the way, what do you think of the taste of the golden fruit wine in our village?"

Su Yuntao thought for a while and followed his inner thoughts and said truthfully: "I think it's good, it's like a breath of fresh air in the wine industry."

"It's just that the ones sold are too expensive!"

"A bottle of gold fruit wine costs a few silver soul coins, why don't you go and grab it."

"And the deluxe edition, limited edition, and collector's edition can even cost you a gold soul coin."

After hearing Su Yuntao's complaint, Yang Jian coughed twice guiltily and said: "This is also to relax. If the profits are small but the sales are high, the villagers will be too tired to keep making wine."

"I hope it will be cheaper in the future. I really like drinking it." Su Yuntao said.

Yang Jian remained calm, then sighed and said: "I'm glad you like it, but it's a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Su Yuntao asked proactively.

Finally bringing the topic to the right track... Yang Jian calmed down and said, "Tang San's father, Uncle Tang Hao, doesn't like the golden fruit wine in our village. "

"That's for sure. Not everyone can like anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yuntao's expression suddenly changed and his voice stopped abruptly. After he came to his senses, he said urgently: "Wait, what did you say?"

"I mean, what do you think Tang San's father's name is?"

For a moment, his breathing became much heavier.

Yang Jian looked surprised, took a bite of the peach tactically, and asked: "My name is Tang Hao, and I am a blacksmith who plays with hammers. This is nothing surprising, right? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

The hammer player... Tang Hao... Under Yang Jian's intentional or unintentional hints, Su Yuntao's expression became more and more excited.

Looking back at Yang Jian, Su Yuntao felt that Yang Jian's whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of brilliance.

"I picked up martial arts secret books on the way back from Nanshan Village, and heard about Tang Hao from him."

"This little bully from Nanshan is really my lucky star."

There was a reason for Su Yuntao's excitement at this time. Tang Hao had a deep grudge with Wuhun Palace. Killing one of the three titled Douluo and injuring two of them had formed an undying feud.

As the most wanted criminal in Wuhun Palace, Tang Hao has always attracted much attention.

Those who provide traces of Tang Hao to Wuhun Palace can receive huge rewards.

High-quality soul rings, soul bones, money, wealth, status... If Tang Hao was really caught, these would have been out of reach for Su Yuntao. Anything you can achieve has a high probability of becoming reality.

However, at this time, Tang Hao's identity cannot be truly confirmed based on his name alone.

Su Yuntao took a few deep breaths, suppressed his excitement, and said to Yang Jian: "Wait here for a while."

After saying that, he quickly left the room, and when he returned a few minutes later, he had a portrait in his hand.

Unfolding the portrait, Su Yuntao asked with a bit of anxiety: "Is it this person?"

What I saw in the portrait was a tall, burly man with a tough and mighty appearance. The muscles all over his body were bulging, and his eyes seemed to be domineering.

His expression and temperament were very different from the sloppy Tang Hao seen in Holy Soul Village, but his appearance was indeed [-]% similar.

Yang Jian nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, the portrait looks more powerful."

Upon hearing Yang Jian's confirmation, Su Yuntao was so excited that he almost forgot to breathe. He only felt a numbness running from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

"I, Su Yuntao, will really take off from today on!"

He couldn't help but think so.

"What happened to Tang Hao? Why do you have his portrait?" Yang Jian blinked and asked.

On the other side, Su Yuntao came back to his senses. After his excited expression calmed down, he became serious and said to Yang Jian: "You must be more careful when you meet him in the future, and don't tell others what happened today." .”

"This man is a wanted dangerous man."

"........."

Su Yuntao thought for a while and told Yang Jian about Tang Hao.

After Yang Jian heard this, he showed the right expression of fear and shock: "Tang San's father turned out to be a wanted criminal, and he is so powerful. It's really incredible."

"I thought he was just an ordinary blacksmith."

Actor's self-cultivation!

"This matter is not trivial. I need to go to the Holy Spirit Village for an unannounced visit to confirm, and then report to the top management of Wuhun Palace."

"You should leave first. I will probably not be in Notting City during this period, so don't come here to find me."

"I will go to Notting College to find you when I come back." Su Yuntao said with a solemn expression.

Yang Jian nodded, indicating that he understood.

Soon, he left the Notting City Martial Spirit Branch Hall.

But just a few minutes after Yang Jian left, Su Yuntao dressed in casual clothes and went out in a hurry.

Walking on the clean streets of Notting City, Yang Jian did not go back directly after leaving the Wuhun branch. Instead, he wandered around first and bought some gadgets, fruit snacks and the like.

After spending a lot of copper soul coins left over from buying peaches, Yang Jian returned to Notting College carrying large and small bags.

"It would be nice if there was something like a storage ring."

There were a lot of things to carry, and Yang Jian found it troublesome and couldn't help but think so.

As soon as he thought about this, he suddenly remembered a soul guidance device in the original work.

"24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night...should still be in the master's hands now."

A time traveler without storage props is not a good time traveler.

Yang Jian was thinking about the moonlit night on the 24th bridge. As he walked, he thought about how to get it out of the master's hands.

When the sun went down and a gorgeous sunset appeared on the sky, Yang Jian returned to the gate of Notting College.

As soon as he saw him, the concierge's eyes lit up and he hurriedly came closer. It seemed that he had something to say to Yang Jian.