Douluo: My Martial Soul is actually a Duck

Chapter 10 Hidden weapon?What are you doing sneakily?

Under the leadership of the teacher, Jian Wuyou has already gone to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Jian Wuyou moved closer to Tang San, "Xiao San, is that needle of yours used for acupuncture?"

Tang San's face is a little dark, that's the bone-penetrating needle!

"That's called a hidden weapon."

"I know this."

"Do you know?" Tang San wondered, he should be the only one in the world who knows this.

"Last time……"

It must have been two years ago, right?Jianwuyou was ten years old, the year when someone got into a dozen colleges for nothing.

"That coward ran away after he couldn't compete." A 12-year-old girl with flowing white hair, silver eyes, and fair skin lay on the bed bored, her feet dangling in the sky.

"Wuyou, come here and give me a massage."

Jian Wuyou smiled and gently pressed his thumb on the girl's Tianchi point, massaging it.

The moment Jian Wuyou pressed it, "The surname is Qute, and Ni Yao Bawo is dark (d) seven." (Jian Wuyou, you are going to press my breath to death.)

But the pronunciation of this word is not accurate, so it sounds like a hidden weapon.

"This is the hidden weapon I know."

"Actually, this is not a hidden weapon," Tang Seng's face seemed to be dripping with water, "A hidden weapon is a weapon used in secret..."

"You're so disrespectful of martial ethics and you're planning a sneak attack? That's not true." Jian Wuyou waved his hand quickly.

"And this weapon shouldn't be the most powerful hidden weapon that you can make. Or maybe you have a plan to make it?"

"Correct."

"But I don't think my hidden weapons are worse than yours." When talking about hidden weapons, Tang San became very serious.

Jian Wuyou nodded, and also touched the soul guide on his waist.

"You also have a soul guide?"

"Yes, it's called Song Qing Xue Bai Liang Xin." Jian Wuyou took out his weapon.

"Isn't this a brick?"

Jianwuyou: Aren’t you going to have a fight?

Tang San: No.

Jian Wuyou silently took out a white keyboard, "Actually, we can type in another way."

Jian Wuyou walked into the big spirit fighting arena with a bored look on his face.

Jian Wuyou happily found the lady at the front desk.

Jianwuyou immediately said that he would sign up using his nickname.

"Ok."

"What's your nickname?"

"Slap him!"

"Okay." The poor receptionist could only silently wipe his sweat with the tissue next to him.

Jian Wuyou looked at the token in his hand and said, "It's a duck's duck."

"Change your name and pay ten gold soul coins again."

Just after Xiao Wu finished knitting, she saw another person who was about to suffer the same fate as her and immediately came over.

Jian Wuyou calmly promised himself and silently took out a huge brick.

"I'm sorry, this is my work error." How can this be called a coward?This is called following the heart.

"Why should we change it for him and not for us?"

"This gentleman is because I made a mistake in my work. The lady did not explain it carefully to me. If I want to change it, I need to submit it again."

Jian Wuyou returned to his seat proudly holding his token.

"Tch, you have to have a head!"

"Zhuqing, go and teach him a lesson."

"Can't beat it."

"He should be afraid of you!"

"Not afraid."

"It shouldn't be! Then how did you beat him down yesterday?"

"Green eyes."

"what?"

"Trick him that Qingtong is behind him."

"..."

"No way? Why is his IQ getting lower and lower?"

"It was high before and it's high now."

(End of this chapter)