Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 181

While Xiao Chenyu was mumbling, there was a very similar scene in the treatment room of Notting Elementary Soul Master Academy on the other side of Notting City.

In the treatment room filled with the pungent smell of herbs, five of the six giants who fought today were lying motionless on the bed in the treatment room like mummies.

Among them, the three giants of the senior students, Nuoya, Liulong, and Lingfeng, had bandages wrapped around their upper bodies, with only a big head exposed.

The two giants of the work-students, Xiao Wu and Tang San, Xiao Wu only showed a pair of eyes, except for the legs, the rest of the body was wrapped like a mummy.

The last Tang San was even worse, the other four were all lying down, only Tang San was lying on his side, with bandages all over his body.

There was no way, although the unlucky child's spine was not broken, he was still slightly injured, and four ribs were broken in his chest, so he couldn't lie down or lie on his stomach, he could only lie on his side.

Beside the five giants, there is a four-ring soul sect, Wuhun is the healing soul master of the medicine pot, this soul sect, who is about 50 years old, helped the last of the five giants to check his body.

He turned around and said to Nuo Shou, the dean of Notting College, and another zombie with a paralyzed face, "Nuoya and the three of them are fine, just rest for a while."

"As for the work-study student, please express your condolences."

Obviously, the previous sentence was said to the dean Nuoshou, and when Nuoshou heard this, his expression was obviously relaxed, and he secretly rejoiced that his daughter was fine, otherwise he would not know what to do with the child. Mom explained.

As for Yu Dashi, he was caught off guard. Xiaosan, a thrifty, kind, courteous apprentice, just fought with a few brats, and just chirped, gone?

Then what about my desire to stand up, what about the energy and time I spent on cultivating him!
Seeing that Yu Dashi seemed to have a dull expression, the soul sect of the healing department realized that his words seemed to have misunderstood Yu Dashi.

Soul Zong explained: "Sir, I mean whether Xiao Wu's nose can be cured depends on her luck."

Xiao Wu was punched by Xiao Chenyu several times in a row, and several of them were directly aimed at the face, so there was this statement.

"As for that little boy, there is actually nothing serious about it. Just to be on the safe side, so as not to leave any root cause, it is better to rest on his side at ordinary times."

Hearing this, Yu Dashi and a certain strong man who was eavesdropping on the roof of the treatment room breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

This strong man in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, turned around and looked at the City Lord's Mansion of Notting City with cold eyes.

"A mere city lord actually hurt my son!"

Under the silver-white moon, the strong man's face gradually became clear. His name was Ritian, but he was actually Ricao's title Douluo, Tang Hao.

Dividing line.
In a small alley outside the Lord's Mansion of Notting City, a big black hammer fell heavily in the middle of the road. The hammer seemed extremely heavy, and the place where it landed was full of hideous cracks.

Tang Dahammer, dressed in black, had a cold look on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency has been with me for so long, why don't you come out!"

"Yes, yes, you are amazing!"

Accompanied by these strange words, an old man in a sky blue robe walked out from the corner of the alley, looking at Tang Dahammer with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

Tang Dahammer looked wary, looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

Because Tang Dahammer couldn't see through the old man's strength. You must know that Tang Dahammer is currently a 93-level Title Douluo, so if he can't see through it, it must be a stronger Title Douluo than him.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you, you will be beaten tonight!" The old man shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't pay attention to Jiang Tang's sledgehammer at all.

"you wanna die!"

Who was Tang Dahammer? He was the one who smashed the hammer at Pope Qianxunji of the Wuhun Palace because of Ayin. The person in front of him was obviously here to find fault, so how could he be merciless?

Before he finished speaking, Tang Dahammer covered the Haotian Hammer with both hands, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red, nine soul rings rose from under his feet, exuding a fierce aura on his body.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand ruthlessly smashed towards the man in front of him. The old man still stood where he was, neither dodging nor dodging, waiting for the terrifying shadow of the hammer to fall on him.

Just at the critical moment, the old man shook his right hand lightly, and then took the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand!

Tang Dahammer was suddenly extremely shocked, someone could catch the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, but he didn't panic, but activated the power of the Clear Sky Hammer again, trying to smash the old man into the air.

It's just that no matter how hard Tang Sledgehammer tried, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any response.

"Ring Explosion! Ninth soul skill—Ling Tian Strike!"

Seeing this scene, Tang Dahammer no longer retained his strength, and all the soul rings on his body exploded. The originally dark Haotian Hammer Hao became extremely huge, with bloody lines all over the place.

The blood-colored Clear Sky Hammer seemed to be carrying boundless power, wanting to be smashed by the old man's palm!
At this instant, the ground beneath the two of them sank and shattered, pieces of broken floor flew through the air and hit the wall of the alley, leaving mottled traces, and a circle of air waves exploded in a circular shape , rolled up the sky full of dust and smoke.

After a while, the aftermath gradually calmed down, and the old man held the Haotian Hammer firmly in mid-air with one hand behind his back and the other hand in the air, unable to fall, standing upright in the rising dust under the silver moon , Reminiscent of a towering mountain, motionless.

"How, how is it possible!?"

Tang Dachui's eyes widened, watching this scene with inexplicable horror.

The old man smiled coldly, stretched his arms, turned his palms into grasps, and pushed forward slowly. It seemed to be an understatement, but it was like the sun and the moon turning, boundless and unstoppable.

No matter how Tang Sledgehammer howled, how he exerted his force, and how he exploded, he couldn't make him even a little bit of a pause. He could only be pushed back continuously, and his feet dragged two unwilling marks on the ground.

Easily pushed Tang Dahammer back a body, the old man smiled indifferently, and pushed slightly.

boom!
The air exploded, and before Tang Dahammer could react, he was hit and shot backwards. Amidst the whistling sound, it turned into a huge cannonball flying obliquely and smashing down a corner of the alley. Broken stones and bricks rustled down.

The old man still understood the law of smoke without injury, Tang Dahammer's unconscious figure gradually appeared amidst the smoke drifting away.

"You are still injured, but you still dare to blow up the ring. You are lucky if you don't die suddenly on the spot."

Speaking of which, the old man walked quickly to Tang Dahammer's side, stepped on Tang Dahammer's right calf, and then said lightly: "It seems that you haven't absorbed the soul bone of the Blue Silver Emperor. Soul Village!"

The old man raised his head and looked at the bright moonlight. The moonlight was a kind-faced, kind-hearted, friendly old man with white hair and a childlike face.

It was Qian Zhongling in grandpa mode!
　caught up. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)