Douluo's opening send-off system

"Oh!"

Tang San crashed through the flower bed again and flew out to land on the ground. He rolled in a circle to avoid the incoming bluesilver grass. He used Ghost Shadow to dodge the bluesilver grass that shot out from the ground from time to time, stepping on the bluesilver grass everywhere. vine.

The speed is extremely fast, leaving behind a series of afterimages. Whenever the afterimages are about to dissipate, they will be pierced by the bluesilver grass vines emerging from the ground, which is exciting and thrilling.

boom!

A solid crash sounded, and Tang San lay down on the ground again. This time, he couldn't stand up anymore, so he could only force himself to prop himself up, half-lying on the ground, almost falling down several times, and completely lying down.

Han Wuyi slowly stepped forward and stood in front of Tang San, with murderous intent surging crazily in his eyes. As long as he raised his foot and stamped like that, Tang San's head would blossom.

In the end, reason defeated the jealousy in his heart. If Tang San died now, Tang Hao would definitely go crazy and take revenge on Wuhun Palace. By then, he would really be seeking death.

"Cooperating with the training plan I have set for you, and supplementing it with some medicinal materials, you can avoid certain injuries, develop your body to the limit, and increase the absorption period of the soul ring."

Throwing down the training plan and the list of auxiliary medicines that he had prepared long ago, he turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and said without looking back: "By the way, you'd better not listen to that so-called master of yours, otherwise your twin martial arts souls will be really useless."

"No...don't insult the teacher!"

Not knowing how much strength he had, Tang San retorted loudly.

Swish!

Han Wuyi appeared in front of him instantly, grabbed his chin with one hand, dragged Tang San's face in front of him, and said sarcastically: "It seems like you are quite happy being a lab rat?"

"Do you really think that Yu Xiaogang's so-called core competitiveness of the top ten martial arts spirits can really be believed? You haven't stepped up to the top of the mountain, so you dare to tell what the scenery is like on the top of the mountain?"

Shaking Tang San away, the figure appeared ten steps away, turned around, and mocked Tang San: "Just a person who steals the reputation of his predecessors and takes it as his own, a complete hypocrite, a villain. ! You actually really respect him as a teacher, Tang San~ Is your brain not working well? Haha..."

As he spoke, he pointed at his head very vividly, which made Tang San clenched his fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, his nails dug into his palms, and bright red blood flowed out.

"You should have read his so-called 'Top Ten Competitivenesses of Martial Arts'. Are there some contradictions in it and the sentences don't make sense?"

Tang San nodded subconsciously, and Han Wuyi smiled and said, "It seems that you already have doubts, but you are unwilling to think deeply about it."

"Actually, you only need to go to the library and find content on the top ten competitive martial arts in many books."

"It's just that those things are all fragmented and distributed in different books. The so-called master just sorted out and planned the achievements of his predecessors, and then forcibly incorporated some of his own ideas to make it his... "

"This is impossible!"

Before Han Wuyi finished speaking, Tang San interrupted with a scream.

"I know that you won't believe it based on my words alone. I remember a sentence that Yu Xiaogang often said: 'There are no useless martial arts, only useless soul masters!' I am very fond of this sentence. recognition! But..."

Hearing Han Wuyi's recognition of Yu Xiaogang, Tang San's face softened a lot, but Han Wuyi's change of subject caused resentment to appear on his face again.

"But Yu Xiaogang, who often says this, is an out-and-out waste!"

"You fart!"