Douluo: My Blue Silver Grass is not serious

Yun Feng has not forgotten the food Ning Rongrong cooked for him before.

That meal made me foam at the mouth.

And among the enemies in the future, there would be Tang San.

Although Tang San is still under control, Yun Feng doesn't want to be unprepared.

Besides, this swamp monster doesn't just have poison resistance, but all kinds of resistance.

After the fusion, it can be regarded as a kind of biological gene and characteristics of bloodsilver grass.

As for soul skills?

Yun Feng actually chose a very good name, and the avenue is invisible.

Yunfeng and its Blood Silver Grass can instantly turn into a pile of irregular ooze, directly avoiding attacks.

You can even teleport directly through the soft mud where the Blood Silver Grass is.

It just consumes a lot of soul power.

Due to this excellent mechanism, there is nothing wrong with Yun Feng calling this soul skill invisible.

But these are not the most important.

The most important thing is that Yun Feng can't hold on anymore.

In the past six months, Yun Feng has been released countless times.

He even felt like he was going to burst into flames.

Although he stopped briefly when absorbing the soul ring.

But after the absorption was completed, he, A Yin and Zhu Zhuqing went into the battlefield again.

Tired, but happy.

But being happy all the time makes me somewhat numb.

If it weren't for the purpose of resurrecting Xiao Wu, Yun Feng might really not be able to hold on.

But maybe Yun Feng's state was wrong.

Therefore, under A Yin's command, Zhu Zhuqing also developed more tricks.

This made Yun Feng not so boring.

Sometimes, Yun Feng even wondered what kind of resurrection method this was!

And when did he transform so slowly?

Yun Feng thought all this was strange.

But Xiao Wu's transformation is real.

So Yun Feng didn't think much about it.

Soon, soon.

Soon, Xiao Wu will be able to recover, and she can start her next plan!

When he thought of this, a bright light flashed in Yun Feng's eyes.

boom--

The stopped waterfall fell and hit Tang San who was standing on the boulder, but Tang San stood there motionless as if he was nailed to the boulder. There was even a look of enjoyment on his face.

Bathing in this huge waterfall, he exhaled loudly, and the rich Xuantian Kung spread a layer of light white Gang Qi on his body surface.

In a flash, Tang San had leapt out from the boulder, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand quietly disappeared, replaced by dozens of blue silver grass swipes down from the air, hitting the surface of the water.

Tang San took advantage of his strength to fly up, and his body landed directly next to Tang Hao on the shore.

When Tang San jumped over, the expression on Tang Hao's face had returned to seriousness.

When he saw his son landing beside him smoothly, he said calmly:

"You feel very strong, don't you?"

Tang San scratched Lulu's wet head.

"Dad, I understand. I won't be proud. I will definitely continue to work hard. However, I feel that it is difficult to improve in the random cloak hammering technique recently."

Listening to his son's words, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel helpless. Before he could say his lesson, he was blocked by this smart boy.

How do you want to improve your random cloak hammer technique?

How can you improve after you have practiced to the extreme?

In addition to the fact that the Clear Sky Hammer itself has no additional influence from the soul ring, Tang Hao asked himself that he could not do better than his son in this hammer technique alone.

"I have been practicing the random cloak hammering technique until today. Xiaosan, let me ask you, what do you think of your actual combat ability?"

Tang Hao asked.

Tang San thought for a while, he originally wanted to say it was okay.

But thinking about his father's great strength, he changed his mind.

"Not even close."

"Then do you know where the difference is?"

Tang Hao continued to ask.

Tang San was stunned for a moment. He himself was a bit humble when he said that he was on a business trip. When his father asked him this question, he immediately couldn't answer.

Tang Hao didn't seem to want to hear Tang San's answer and continued:

"Theoretically speaking, the master is invincible. His teaching method to you is very correct and has laid a solid foundation for you. Since you became your teacher, you have grown very quickly and have conducted a lot of practical combat. You still have practical experience. You don’t need to underestimate yourself, but you still lack the essence of actual combat.”

"The marrow? What is the marrow of actual combat?"

Tang San asked quickly.

Even among titled Douluo, his father should be one of the best. Although he didn't speak much, Tang San benefited a lot from every word of instruction.

At this time, he quickly listened attentively.

Tang Hao said in a deep voice:

"What is actual combat? Only a real life-and-death battle can be called actual combat. However, most of the actual combat you have experienced is in the form of competitions, and you have not encountered many life crises. People can only face the test of life and death. At that time, your own potential will be fully stimulated. Only by constantly struggling on the edge of death can you truly have actual combat ability. Your mind and actual combat control are good, but you are missing one thing, the purest murderous aura. Feel my breath."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao's pupils suddenly narrowed, and in an instant, an extremely cold breath suddenly emerged from his body.

This aura didn't seem to have much explosive power, but when it truly enveloped Tang San, Tang San suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Every hair on my body stood on end.

Cold, sinister, evil, terrifying, the huge murderous aura that is so powerful that it makes people shiver rush towards them like a ferocious giant beast. Tang San clearly felt that everything about him seemed to have become dulled by this extremely huge murderous aura.

Even with his Purple Demon Eyes, which possessed the Purple Divine Light, he did not dare to look at Tang Hao.

What surprised Tang San even more was that the water drops flowing down his body seemed to have become sluggish. Gradually, the water droplets condensed into strings of ice beads, hanging on his body.

Murderous aura materialized?

This was a description that came to Tang San's mind.

The master once told him that when a person's strength reaches an extremely terrifying level, his murderous intent can even reach a physical level.

From intangible to tangible.

But this level is rare even among titled Douluo.

The cold murderous aura receded like a tide, and Tang Hao's voice woke Tang San from his shock.

"Have you felt it? This is murderous intent. Do you really want to ask, what is the use of murderous intent? In fact, murderous intent mainly affects not the opponent, but yourself. It allows you to put life and death aside and allows you to exert yourself to the greatest extent. The strength, even the level of performance.”

"It can even make your shots faster. Having a strong murderous aura proves that you have climbed out of the pile of dead people and experienced too many life-and-death struggles. Even when facing an opponent far stronger than yourself, you There will be no timidity at all. Murderous aura is a type of momentum, which in some aspects can be equated with courage. In other words, murderous aura is the sublimation of courage."

Tang Hao's explanation of murderous intent was undoubtedly a bit extreme, but he made Tang San clearly understand what he meant.

"Dad, please teach me how to possess murderous aura." Tang San looked at his father firmly.

Tang Hao shook his head.

"No, I can't teach you. I can't teach you. After all, you are my son. No matter how strong the murderous aura I release, you will not believe that I will kill you. The murderous aura can only be understood and possessed by yourself. Today you You can relax completely. Tomorrow morning, we will set off and I will take you to a place where you can really cultivate your murderous aura."

After hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Staying in one place for so long and practicing hard without stopping, no matter how beautiful the place is, will eventually make people tired. I can finally leave here.

The father and son lived in the open and had nothing to pack.

Early the next morning, under the leadership of Tang Hao, the two people left the pool and the mountains.

Tang San knew that his father didn't like to be verbose, so he didn't ask Tang Hao where he wanted to take him, and just followed his father silently.

After such a long period of hard training, Tang San's physical strength had reached an astonishing level. His entire body looked like the mysterious jade hands he had cultivated, exuding a layer of radiant luster.

His eyes were introverted, and if you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to distinguish his dark blue pupils.

Although Tang San did not deliberately cultivate his mental power during this period, his mental power still made great progress.

The perseverance and perseverance in training not only tempered his body, but also tempered his spirit.

Five days later.

Tang San was led by Tang Hao to an unknown forest.

As soon as he arrived here, Tang San immediately felt a familiar aura.

After his mental strength became stronger, his sense of the outside world also became obviously sharper.

This is the smell of danger.

Tang Hao stopped in front of the forest.

"You are about to go to a place where you will actually practice actual combat. Therefore, it is necessary for you to obtain your sixth spirit ring. There are spirit beasts suitable for you in this forest."

Are you finally going to get the sixth soul ring?

Tang San couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After obtaining the sixth soul ring, one's own soul power will be fully reflected.

In the second year of training, Tang San's Ren channel had also been penetrated. Now there is only one Du Vein left.

The goal Tang San set for himself was to penetrate the Governor Vein before level seventy.

By then, Xuantian Kung will be able to reach another level.

After the eight meridians are penetrated, you can use the body-protecting Gangqi.

This is something that soul masters don't have.

To describe it in the words of this world, it should be the materialization of soul power.

"sit down."

Tang Hao pointed to the ground.

Tang San was stunned for a moment.

But he still sat down cross-legged as he was told.

It's just that he doesn't understand what his father wants him to do.

Tang Hao didn't explain and walked to Tang San.

"Release your Blue Silver Grass, and then feel it with your heart. With your current mental power, you should be able to feel it. Originally, I didn't want you to obtain this skill so early, but your mental power has increased to this point. To the extent that it’s time to get it.”

Tang San didn't understand the meaning of his father's words, but he could vaguely sense that the spirit ring he was about to obtain seemed to have been planned by his father.

Without thinking much, he immediately closed his eyes.

The Bluesilver Grass released itself and slowly emerged around his body.

The mental power is condensed and dispersed around.

Plants like Blue Silver Grass are extremely common in Douluo Continent.

Soon, Tang San entered the realm he had reached before.

For a moment, Tang San seemed to have arrived somewhere, surrounded by the aura that had the same origin as his own Blue Silver Grass.

But the moment Tang San came into contact with these homologous auras, he was directly bounced away.

No face given at all.

It even directly kicked out Tang San's mental power.

Tang San looked confused at this moment.

Tang Hao was also dumbfounded.

Looking at his son, as a titled Douluo, he certainly knew that the power just revealed was disgust.

but why? ? ?

Although Ah Yin is missing now, the strength she left behind makes it impossible for her to reject her son!

Tang San was also a little at a loss at this time, not knowing what to do at all.

Tang Hao stood up, looked at his son carefully, and then used his mental power to continuously penetrate into the forest, but it had no effect at all.

After a long time, looking up at the sky, Tang Hao suddenly shouted loudly.

"Ah Yin, why is this? The mistress is your son. Ah Yin, where on earth are you going -"

His father's intense pain deeply affected Tang San, and Tang Hao's screams made everything around him tremble.

Until a hint of scarlet spread from the corners of his mouth.

He roared to the sky and fell straight to the ground.

Tang San hurriedly supported his father's body and was shocked. He raised his hand and pressed it on Tang Hao's chest, injecting a gentle inner energy of Xuantian Kung into his father's body.

The inner power of Xuantian Gong entered Tang Hao's body, and Tang San immediately realized something was wrong.

The meridians in my father's body were tangled together in many places. His internal organs seemed to be out of place, and the meridians were also abnormally disordered.

Oh my God! If this was an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

Tang San's heart suddenly sank. He had never thought that his father, who was so tyrannical in front of the Pope's Palace, would actually be suffering from such heavy injuries.

This is an old injury, and the old injury in Tang Hao's body is so heavy.

If it weren't for Tang San's Xuantian Gong, which is the authentic Taoist internal skill, he wouldn't be able to feel Tang Hao's state at this time.

The danger level of Tang Hao's body can be described as collapse at any time.

If one is not good, he will die suddenly.

This was one of the most powerful titled Douluo in the world today, and Tang San felt the pain in his father's heart. How much has my father endured over the years?

Taking a deep breath, Tang San straightened his father's body without hesitation and sat cross-legged behind Tang Hao.

Xuantian Kung circulates in the body for a week first. He was surprised to find that his Ren channel had been connected.

The internal energy circulates along the eight extraordinary meridians, and it seems to have increased a lot in just one week. In terms of soul power, Tang San was now firmly standing at level fifty-three.

With hands like jade, soft white air spurted out from Tang San's palms and slammed against Tang Hao's back.

The gentle Xuantian Technique slowly entered Tang Hao's body. Tang San did not rush to help his father heal his injuries. Instead, he first used the internal power of the Xuantian Technique to circle around Tang Hao's body, warming his father's depressed meridians that had been injured for many years. (End of chapter)