Douluo, my martial spirit is elixir

With the tiger claws exerting force, Wang Sheng had every reason to believe that with his strength ranking among the top five among the students, it should be easy to overwhelm the boy in front of him. But, is this really the case? Although Tang San was small and thin, he could even swing the casting hammer nearly a thousand times a day, so how could his strength be ordinary? Not to mention Tang San, Wang Sheng couldn't even compare to the young Tang Yao.

While Wang Sheng exerted his strength, he clearly felt that the hands, which were obviously several sizes smaller than his own, were as hard as steel. Almost in an instant, he achieved an overwhelming victory in terms of strength. Tang San pressed the thumbs of both hands at the same time. Wang Sheng felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth, and his soul power was completely suppressed by the opponent. Then Tang San jumped back with his hands. Wang Sheng himself jumped down from the air, and Tang San's backward leap immediately knocked him off balance. He saw Tang San's knees enlarged in front of him, and he suddenly shouted in his heart that it was bad

After Tang San tortured the food for a while, the anger in his heart also subsided, and Tang Yao next to him was also relieved. Our poor little saint lay on the ground for a while before he stood up with a bruised nose and face and walked to Tang San, "Why did you just Show mercy?" He had also studied at Notin Junior Soul Master Academy for five years. If he couldn't even tell that Tang San's knee retracting and kicking was to avoid serious injury, then his learning would have been in vain.

Tang San said calmly: "We are classmates, not enemies." A complicated light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, "I'm sorry just now. Every working-study student here has to face this. We working-study students have always been Other students look down on them, so we must unite. I just hope that you, the newcomer, can unite with us..."

Tang San smiled, and said: "So, do you want to show me off?"

Wang Sheng blushed and showed a somewhat honest smile, "It's you who gave me a kick. However, you are really powerful. You should have just turned six years old." Tang San nodded.

Wang Sheng pulled a student in front of the bed and sat down next to Tang San without being polite, "Tang San, if you defeat me, you will be the boss of our Qishe from now on." Tang San quickly waved his hand and said: "I am here to learn. Tang Yao, who was next to him, also cheered: "The little saint son has such kindness, please accept it, brother!" "Tang Yao still remembers when Wang Sheng called him Xiao Yaozi just now.

At this time, Wang Sheng was not in the mood to retaliate against Tang Yao, so he quickly echoed Wang Sheng said seriously: "Tang Yao is right, I sincerely want you to be our boss. Besides, this is a rule, who can punch harder?" , who is the boss. Do you think being the boss is easy? I am not trying to be modest with you. Look." As he spoke, he opened the sleeves of his two school uniforms.

Tang San was surprised to see that there were seven or eight purple scars on his arms. Tang Yao gasped even though he was prepared. Wang Sheng smiled bitterly and said: "I made this when I first arrived at the college yesterday. We working-study students are all from poor families. Students in other dormitories often bully us in Qishe. As the boss of the dormitory, we must take our place. Brothers, come forward. I can't wait to transfer this responsibility to you."

The other students nodded and looked at Tang San with a gleam of hope on their faces.

A sense of justice is the basic element of a knight.Protecting the weak is naturally included in it. The education Tang San received in Tangmen in this area is innumerable. Hearing this, he no longer refuses, "Okay then. I won't watch the students in the dormitory being bullied."