My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 3: Coming out, the martial soul awakens

"Ouch!" A uniform cry of pain suddenly sounded, and several people touched different parts.

Ye Fan hasn't reacted yet. In his eyes, the speed at which he turned around and flicked his wrist even left an afterimage.

"Is this a hidden weapon technique..." Although I didn't see it clearly, it was not difficult to figure it out.

Seeing the stones falling on the ground, he became even more confident.

Just as he was sighing secretly, Tang San moved.

While they were still in pain, he bent his calves slightly, then glared, and shot towards them like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

The distance was not far, and the next moment, he was in front of them.

They only felt a breeze on their faces, and then there was pain on their bodies.

Tang San's hand speed was very fast, and he hit them with punches that hit them hard. They had to subconsciously defend and counterattack, but he could always dodge them with an unpleasant but just right pace.

When Wu Tao missed another attack, he finally became angry and said: "Hey, are you a loach? Don't hide if you have the guts! How can you be a man if you hide here and there?"

He was so angry that he dodged every blow, causing every one of his punches to miss.

Every time, I felt that if I could hit him with this blow, I would definitely hit it.He can always give himself a "surprise" at the next moment.

This made him feel that the "alien" in front of him was very difficult to deal with, which made him extremely annoyed.

"Ghost Shadow Follows!" Rubbing the bruises on his body, Ye Fan grimaced in pain.

While he was grinning in pain, he was also surprised and shocked by his movement, which made his face very expressive.

Tang San would not be provoked by such a low-level provocation, his face was expressionless, and he did not even pause because of it.

He took out a few stones from his pocket without leaving any trace, and ejected them again like the previous steps.

How difficult it is to hit each stone accurately on each acupuncture point on the body, and how harsh the opponent's technique is.

And he did it, with his arm-like skills and his unpredictable hidden weapon, he was a "god" at the moment!

Since each person has a different body shape, the strength and aiming direction he uses are also different.

The stone hit their knees, and with a "plop", several people fell to the ground.

Pain appeared on the surface, and they were horrified in their hearts. What kind of method did this "monk" use?How could he be so invisible.

In the final analysis, they are all young children. Even if they are arrogant and domineering, they are still facing people weaker than themselves.

They had never heard of Tang San's method, and even though they were angry, they were helpless. They drew their necks back and curled up, as if this could bring them a sense of security.

"Watch your hands, otherwise it will be your knees that get hit next time."

Tang San glanced at them coldly, he didn't dare to really let them pay their lives. If the matter really got into trouble, then their whole family wouldn't be able to stay in the village.

"Let's go." Ignoring their expressions of anger and daring to speak, Tang San turned his head and saw that his body was covered with bruises, and his face, which was originally as cold as ten thousand years of ice, instantly melted, feeling extremely distressed.

"Yes." Nodding, Ye Fan glanced at those who were still kneeling on the ground motionless with gloomy eyes, and then left with him.

At the front of the team, Wu Tao couldn't help but curse after watching their figures completely disappear from sight.

"Damn, this monster really has two brushes. I was careless this time. I must make him look good next time!"

Patting himself and wiping off the dust, he looked as if nothing had happened and was unwilling to do so.

His show of prowess made those people behind him who got up one after another curse: "If you had the ability, would you still be so embarrassed?"

Everyone knew that he was trying to save face, and no one exposed him.

……

With Tang San's help, the two returned home. At this moment, Tang Hao had already gotten up to strike iron.

As the mainstay of the family, although he is irresponsible, he still uses the blacksmithing skill in a vivid way.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The crisp yet dull sound of forging echoed in the room. Tang Hao stood on the blacksmithing table next to the bellows, waving the heavy-looking forging hammer in his hand.

The hammer with a wooden handle had a heavy gravity, but in his hand, it was as light as a feather, and there was no sign of any difficulty or effort on his part.

"Going out to fight?" He didn't even turn around. He was still looking expressionless as he struck iron.

"They were unreasonable and provoked me first!" Ye Fan said before Tang San could speak.

Indeed, the fight started because of the unreasonable behavior of Wu Tao and those guys.

He is not a soft persimmon, so he cannot be manipulated by others.

"You can't beat a bunch of brats. If Tang San doesn't go, you will be even worse." Tang Hao didn't hide the scene he spied at all.

In the tone, Ye Fan even heard one or two sarcasm.

He immediately became angry. You are an old man, your own child is being beaten, and you are watching from the side. You just don't come forward and throw cold water on it. What kind of thing is this?

"Dad, I'll take Xiaoye to apply the medicine first." Tang San didn't expect him to be so heartless, so he could only say one word and pull Ye Fan beside him to the bedroom.

Tang Hao still said reluctantly: "You better not call me daddy in the future, I'm afraid of embarrassment."

This sentence is naturally said to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan and Ye Fan were in the bedroom. Ye Fan had no expression on his face, but Tang San thought he was angry and sad, so he hurriedly comforted them.

"Xiaoye, don't take dad's words to heart. This is the kind of person he is. Don't take it too seriously."

Ye Fan shook his head slightly and did not answer him. He was not impressed by his enlightenment.

"Sure enough, if I'm not my biological child, I'm different. Who am I..." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his memory, Tang Hao's attitude towards him was never good, it was much worse than towards Tang San.

If you don’t want to adopt, why should you adopt?

Is it possible that he knows my identity, and that my identity does not please him, or even disgusts him?

He is not a fool. Although his thoughts are outrageous, it is certainly not unreasonable.

The identity that makes him hate...could it be...

"Am I from the Wuhun Palace?"

When it comes to which force Tang Hao hates the most and which force organization he hates to the core, Wuhun Palace is definitely the best choice.

Anyone who has watched Douluo Continent knows how deep the feud between Tang Hao and Wuhun Palace is and what extent it has reached.

Of course, this was just his guess. He was still confused about his identity. When he traveled through time, he was already in Tang Hao's arms, together with Tang San.

The medicine was quickly prepared. The medicines were wild medicinal herbs with healing effects that Tang San collected in the wild. For people born in the Tang Sect, this was not difficult.

The next day, early in the morning.

In the center of Holy Soul Village, next to the handprint stone pillar, the entire village is surrounded by villagers.

(End of this chapter)