Douluo: Being spoiled by Big Brother Tang San

Chapter 93 An Alternative Competition

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the dragon and the snake became much better.

A little blush also appeared on Meng Yiran's face. She blinked, feeling very fond of the girl in front of her.

"Is your name Jiulu?"

Tang Jiulu nodded, "Tang Jiulu! Why are you still my sister? Do you want to compete? Why don't we compare?"

"Compared with you as an auxiliary system soul master, although my soul power is higher than yours, this is not taking advantage of you, right?"

Zhao Wuji and the others frowned upon hearing this.

"Jiulu, why don't Fatty compete with her? After all, you are an auxiliary system soul master." Dai Mubai spoke first.

Ma Hongjun nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, I'll come."

Zhu Zhuqing also showed worry on his face.

Only Ning Rongrong raised her small fist and waved, "Jiulu, come on, I believe in you!"

Tang Jiulu smiled, waved at everyone, and then blinked at Meng Yiran.

Dai Mubai and the others haven't reacted yet.

The Unparalleled Dragon Snake couple suddenly realized, and they looked at Tang Jiulu with a little appreciation in their eyes.

This is deliberately wanting to lose to his granddaughter, so that outsiders have nothing to say, and then compensate with the number of admissions to the academy?

Meng Yiran frowned, with a slightly unnatural expression on her face. She didn't want to think about Tang Jiulu like this, but...

She looked at Tang Jiulu seriously, and said,
"I think you should change someone else, I don't want to take advantage of you."

"Sister still, don't underestimate me!" Tang Jiulu pouted, "Although I am an auxiliary soul master, I am also very strong!"

Especially, in terms of projecting hidden weapons.

The third brother's devil training is not for nothing!
Meng Yiran frowned slightly, suddenly thought of something, and smiled a little, "Okay, let's compete, but we don't compete in fighting, nor in soul power."

The smile on Tang Jiulu's face became even wider, and she knew that Meng Yiran would make such a choice.

"Oh? Then what do we compare?"

Meng Yiran raised her right hand, and saw a suet white jade ring shining faintly on her white wrist.

With a flash of light, a long cloth pouch appeared in her hand.

Obviously, this is a storage soul guide.

Everyone looked at the cloth bag curiously, wanting to see what was inside.

Just when Meng Yiran took out the cloth bag, both Longshe and Longshe smiled, obviously feeling that their granddaughter was sure to win.

Meng was still holding the cloth bag, and when he opened his hands, the cloth strip had been split into two halves.

When she adjusted the cloth strip, everyone could clearly see that there were many short blades of the same size and style hanging on the cloth strip.

It's just that these short blades don't have handles, so they are clearly flying knives.

These throwing knives are a bit crude, and they are obviously different from those exquisite flying knives that Tang Jiulu usually practiced.

"I have 36 soul-breaking knives here, and you and I each have [-]."

"Wait a minute, I will ask Grandpa to shake the big tree 20 meters away, and we will throw the soul-breaking knife at the same time, the one who stabs the most leaves wins, how about it?"

Meng Yiran turned to look at Tang Jiulu, and said confidently, "You can change people, and you can let anyone in."

After Meng Yiran's words came out, everyone except Tang Jiulu and Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and had become a little painful, became a little weird, including Zao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wou-ki's mouth, which was about to speak, was immediately closed.

The corner of Dai Mubai's mouth twitched, but he immediately stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and stopped looking.

Ma Hongjun staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

The worry in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned into astonishment.

When Ning Rongrong stopped breathing for a moment, he waved his small fist again, "Come on Jiulu, Jiulu will win!"

Tang Jiulu nodded at them, and subconsciously glanced at Tang San.

Seeing that his face had begun to sweat, his teeth were clenched, and a look of pain had already appeared.

The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he said seriously, "No, I'll do it! Let's get started!"

The change in Tang Jiulu's expression made Meng still very satisfied, knowing that she didn't want to release water.

Meng Yiran handed Tang Jiulu a piece of cloth in his hand, pointed to a tree about 20 meters ahead, and said, "Take that as the target."

Tang Jiulu looked at the big tree seriously, nodded and said, "Okay!"

The tails of the throwing knives on the two cloth bags in their hands were all hung with ribbons of different colors, so they were not afraid of confusion.

The red one belongs to her, and the blue one belongs to Tang Jiulu.

You must know that Meng Yiran has liked all kinds of weapons since he was a child, especially short weapons.

These 36 soul-breaking knives were specially made for her by Duke Long Mengshu.

She is very fond of these throwing knives and practices them often.

Within 30 meters, it is enough to achieve a hundred shots and a hundred hits.

Meng Yiran glanced at Tang Jiulu, "My soul-breaking knife is not as simple as you imagined, you really think about it, and don't change?"

Tang Jiulu showed a smile on his face, "Actually, I also like to practice flying knives. I used to practice every day in the academy."

"That's good." Meng Yiran nodded, she really didn't want to take advantage of Tang Jiulu.

Because if they fought, they would hurt their peace, and Tang Jiulu would lose [-]%.

But with a flying knife, Tang Jiulu still has the power to fight.

Otherwise, she would release the water a little bit?
Tang Jiulu said suddenly, "Sister Yiran, don't let the water go, I still really hope that you can enter Shrek Academy and study with us."

Meng Yiran blushed and did not speak.

Duke Long and Mrs. Snake who were standing on the side both showed smiles on their faces. They obviously felt that Tang Jiulu wanted to send out the academy's quota in disguise.

Meng still quickly glued the cloth pouch to the clothes around his waist. There is a velcro on the north side of the cloth pouch, which can be attached to the clothes, which is convenient and practical.

But Tang Jiulu took out these flying knives one by one, and held them stacked in his hand.

Seeing that both of them were ready, Duke Long Meng Shu made a move. His men didn't move, but he threw out the leading crutch in his hand with a flick of his hand.

The loud dragon chant sounded from the top of the dragon's head crutches, and the silver crutches, like a silver dragon alive, slammed into the tree 20 meters away at high speed.

There was a muffled sound of "bang".

With just the right amount of force, the trembling tree trunk "hummed".

Immediately, the leaves fell one by one, like rain, and at the moment when the first sun rose, it looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Meng Yiran quickly danced his hands around his waist, turning around in circles.

Eighteen soul-breaking knives shot out like lightning, and "Ding Ding Ding" were nailed to the tree trunks.

She was very sure that every handle of her soul-breaking knife hit the leaves accurately, and even stabbed two leaves.

Meng Yiran fixed his eyes on Tang Jiulu after throwing the throwing knife with concentration.

　Today is Valentine's Day, I went to have a big meal with the bottle, and I came back a bit late~ Hehe~ Happy Valentine's Day everyone~

　　
　
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