Look at the sky, count me the most wave

Chapter 87 Xiao Wu's Pseudonym -- Yumai Hatano (subscription required)
"it's time!"

There was a flash of light in Xiao He's eyes, and he keenly caught Tang San's flaws.

The next moment, Xiao He pointed out instantly.

Zhao Bin put away the wicker subconsciously, and then stabbed straight out of thin air.

The sword shadows all over the sky condensed into a clear and cold sword light, piercing through the air, directly hitting Tang San's chest abruptly.

boom! ! !
Tang San felt that he was hit by a huge force, he flew upside down and hit the floor heavily.

puff! ! !
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Tang San's face was as pale as paper, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Why? Why did I lose?"

He is the rebirth of a god king, even if he doesn't have divine power, he still has soul power and Tang Sect's unique skills!

With his soul power and Tang Sect's unique knowledge, he is enough to defeat soul masters at the soul king level, as evidenced by Ye Zhiqiu from Canghui College.

However, he was defeated, in the hands of an ordinary person, and he lost so miserably,

"Third brother, are you alright?"

"Little San, is it okay for you?"

"Tang San, how are you?"

Except for Dai Mubai who served as the human chair, the Shrek Five Monsters and Flender all ran to Tang San's side in panic, asking with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little injury!"

Tang San shook his head, his eyes fixed on Xiao He: "How did you do it?"

"Ah? You have to ask me how can I do this kind of thing that can be done with just moving your fingers?"

Xiao He shrugged his shoulders, showed a playful smile, and said with a smile: "Then I can only say, move your fingers, this is instinct!"

"Xiao He, don't go too far!"

Tang San was furious, he was now extremely angry, he had never suffered such humiliation.

No matter in his previous life or previous life, Tang San was pure and pure, a representative of unparalleled wisdom. When did he suffer this kind of insult?
However, everything he encountered in this life seemed to say: [You are a trash, you are a trash! 】

"Yes, yes, that's how I go too far. What can you do with me?"

Xiao He shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of what you can do to me.

This made Tang San run away even more. Now he was thinking of various ways to kill Xiao He, but he found it was useless.

"If you can memorize the operation routes of the swordsmanship just now and integrate them, you will at least be able to become a Titled Douluo in the future."

Seeing this, Xiao He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a mocking smile, then looked at Zhao Bin, and said lightly.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

After Zhao Bin heard it, he was overjoyed and knelt down to thank him.

Although he is just an ordinary person, Tang San is a soul master who defeated the soul king, and he himself can defeat Tang San with those sword skills.

In other words, as long as he integrates these things, and then replaces them with an iron sword, a mere soul king can be killed easily.

After all, there are many scars on Tang San's body. If it was a sword, Tang San would have died hundreds of times.

"Well, you can step back first."

Xiao He waved his hand, signaling Zhao Bin to leave.

"Shen Wang Tang, do you want to continue gambling now?"

Seeing that Zhao Bin had left, Xiao He asked Tang San again.

"I"

Right now Tang San's face was very ugly, he was filled with anger, but he had nowhere to release it, so he could only keep silent.

The four unique skills of the Tang Sect: the method of training hands [Xuanyu Hand], the method of training eyes [Ziji Magic Pupil], the method of controlling strength [controlling cranes and catching dragons], and the method of body shape [Ghost Shadow Mistracking].

Both [Xuanyu Hand] and [Ghost Shadow Lost Track] have been deciphered by Xiao He.

[Ziji Magic Eyes] Facing an opponent with super mental power, it will not only fail to work, but will also have a counterproductive effect.

So, can I only compare my control with Xiao He?
It's just that Xiao He was able to beat himself to the ground just now by controlling Zhao Bin. This level of control has far exceeded his imagination.

Compared with control, he will definitely lose!

"Hehe, I think you should stop gambling, after all, you have no hope at all."

Perhaps seeing Tang San's hesitation, Xiao He couldn't help persuading him.

"Bet, I want to bet again, this time we bet on forging!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and insisted, he didn't believe that Xiao He was really an all-powerful existence, he believed that his forging technique would definitely be able to crush opponents.

"Pfft? Blacksmithing? Are you sure?"

Hearing this sentence, Xiao He couldn't help laughing.

This Tang San is simply too funny, he chose to compete with a Supreme for forging?
Doesn't this guy know that their emperor soldiers are all refined by themselves?

"Sure! I'm definitely better than you in this regard!"

Tang San nodded, his face full of confidence.

"I don't care, it's just that you've already lost three games, and now it's time to pay off the gambling debt for the third game."

When he said this, Xiao He's eyes kept scanning back and forth on the Shrek Six Monsters, his naked malice was completely undisguised.

"This time, what do you want?"

Tang San asked with a cold face.

"Before I make my request, I want to ask a question."

Xiao He turned his gaze back to Tang San, with a strange smile on his face, "Your aunt Tang Yuehua, how old is this year?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Tang San originally didn't want to answer, but seeing Xiao He's ferocious expression, he could only say helplessly: "My uncle is 14 years older than my father, and my father is 28 years older than my aunt."

"My father is 57 years old, my uncle is 71, and Aunt Yuehua is 29."

PS: Tang Yuehua's age, here is the second setting.

If Tang Yuehua is only a few years younger than Tang Hao according to Douluo's original setting, then when Tang San went to Yuexuan at the age of 19, Tang Hao was 64 years old, and Tang Yuehua should also be in his early 60s.

So here comes the question, what will Tang Yuehua look like in his 60s, who has been level nine all his life?
"29 years old, that's okay"

Hearing Tang San's answer, Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The gambling debt for the third game is Tang Yuehua, and from today onwards, she will be my exclusive flannel ball!"

"What are you talking about? She's my aunt!"

Tang San was stunned, he never expected that Xiao He would be so mad.

"Stop babbling, you are not qualified to bargain!"

Xiao He looked at Tang San, showing an evil smile, "Besides, I did this for your own benefit, how can a younger sister like a brother, let's get rid of this idea as soon as possible."

"Xiao He, you are simply a devil."

Tang San clenched his fists, his forehead was full of veins, and his whole body was already on the verge of collapse.

But he didn't dare to refuse at all now, after all, if he really didn't agree, Xiao He would definitely kill him.

For his own life, Tang San could only say in his heart: "Auntie, nephew is sorry for you, I can only suffer you!"

(End of this chapter)