Douluo: My Blue Silver Grass is not serious

Tang San thought for a while and said:
"Since you and Senior Titan are friends, let me give you a preferential price. One hundred and twenty gold soul coins, no less."

Bai He said with some relief:

"Okay, then I'll buy it."

As he spoke, he took out a bag of gold soul coins with a swipe from the soul guide bracelet on his wrist.

"Here are one hundred gold soul coins. The remaining twenty will be cleared by me when the Po clan comes."

Tang San didn't answer, and said a little embarrassed:

"Senior, you seem to have made a mistake. I said one hundred and twenty gold soul coins. If you want two hundred Zhuge Divine Crossbows, the price should be twenty-four thousand gold soul coins."

"What did you say?"

Bai He stood up suddenly, his face already flushed.

He was originally suffering from the poverty of his clan.

When he heard Tang San say this astronomical figure, the arrogance in his heart suddenly turned into anger.

"Are you kidding me?"

Severe pressure suddenly burst out of his body. Although he was practicing in the direction of speed, he was still a Contra-level powerhouse.

The girl sitting next to Bai He also stood up after him, stared at Tang San and said:
"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Tang San smiled calmly, as if he didn't feel the pressure released by Bai He. It was also Contra, and the pressure Bai He brought to him was much less than that of Niu Gao.

"Senior, please calm down. When doing business in our Tang Sect, we must be honest and honest. The price of one hundred and twenty gold soul coins is only as low as it is high."

"When I sold it to others, the price was close to 180 gold soul coins per piece, which is already a very good deal for you."

"Don't forget that my Zhuge Divine Crossbow is made of iron essence. According to the price you want, each of my Zhuge Divine Crossbows is less than a gold soul coin?"

"The cost and price of iron essence alone is more than this, not to mention, the craftsmanship and technology involved, I dare say it is unique in Douluo Continent."

"Senior, it's better to think clearly before getting angry."

As he spoke, Tang San raised his foot and stomped lightly on the ground.

A faint white light suddenly disappeared from his body.

Bai He clearly felt the pressure he had released being forcibly peeled away.

On the ground, sixteen black shadows bounced out, and Tang San caught them in his hands. He slowly and leisurely pressed the sixteen crossbow arrows back into the crossbow machine.

Titan spoke.

"Bai He, I can prove this for him. This Zhuge Divine Crossbow is definitely not expensive to sell for one hundred and twenty gold soul coins. As far as I know, many forces are long-term guests of the Tang Sect."

Nonsense, who wouldn’t!

"The price is already very low for you. I mean, if you want, you can buy one for self-defense."

Bai He sat back in his seat slumped.

"This thing is good, but what's the use of just one?"

Just as Niu Gao said, the biggest problem plaguing the Min clan is attack power.

If they can have a strong enough attack power, then even if they specifically hunt soul beasts, it will be enough to support the clan's survival.

The appearance of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow undoubtedly made Bai He's eyes brighter, but the price was too difficult for him to accept.

Tang San smiled slightly and said:
"Senior Bai He, business cannot be done without justice. Since we are meeting for the first time today, I will give you this Zhuge Divine Crossbow as a meeting gift."

As he spoke, he handed the Zhuge Divine Crossbow back to Bai He.

Bai He was stunned for a moment.

"You want to give it to me? I can't accept it without merit or reward."

In his heart, one hundred and twenty gold soul coins is not a small amount.

It's one thing to accept support from one of the four clans, but it's another thing to accept gifts from others.

If he wasn't so proud, the Min clan wouldn't be where they are today.

After Tang San thought for a while, his eyes turned and he immediately made a crooked idea:
"That's better than this. This lady should be the granddaughter of the senior. The junior has always been very interested in Du."

"Why don't I have a speed test with this lady? If I win, the hundred gold soul coins in the hands of the senior will belong to me."

"If I lose, this Zhuge Divine Crossbow will be given to senior as a bet, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, Bai He was immediately moved.

Speed ​​is their clan's greatest asset. Although Tang San's aura just now was not weak, he never believed that his granddaughter would lose to him in terms of speed.

Moreover, when he thought about it, Tang San originally planned to give this thing to him, and this was just a reason.

Although Bai He is very face-saving.

But the temptation of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow was too great for him.

He couldn't help but look at his granddaughter subconsciously.

The beautiful girl jumped up from her chair and stood in the middle of the hall in a flash.

"Okay, I'll compete with you."

Tang San put the Zhuge Divine Crossbow aside and walked slowly to the girl. At this time, looking at each other face to face, he couldn't help but secretly praise her. This girl was indeed beautiful, especially her harmonious figure.

Thinking of Xiao Wu's departure, Tang San felt uncomfortable again. In addition, he
He looked at his pants, his eyes dim.

The girl raised her head proudly and looked at Tang San, who was half a head taller than her.

"How do you want to compare?"

Tang Sanqiang cheered up and smiled slightly, saying:
"The Jiuyang Min clan has always been amazingly fast and known for their dexterity. We are in this living room."

"As long as you can touch any part of my body, you will win, and time will last as long as a stick of incense. On the contrary, I will win."

The girl said without hesitation:

"Okay, let's light the incense."

There was everything in Tang San's Twenty-Four Bridges on a Bright Moon Night. He touched it casually, took out a stick of incense, and threw it at Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun flicked his finger, and the incense head immediately lit up and he held it in his hand.

"Tang San of the Tang Sect, please give me some advice."

Tang San made an elegant invitation gesture, and his whole body suddenly became attentive.

The girl curled her lips in disdain, she didn't think Tang San could compare with her in terms of speed.

"Bai Chenxiang of the sensitive clan, am I about to start?"

"please."

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, Bai Chenxiang had already moved. Even with Tang San's eyesight, he could only see the afterimage flashing in front of him, and Bai Chenxiang had already arrived in front of him.

However, he was already prepared. While saying the word "please", he moved his feet slightly and moved one foot to the left.

White Agarwood is extremely fast, but precisely because of its fast speed, its momentum is naturally strong.

He immediately rushed past Tang San, barely missing him.

At this time, purple-gold brilliance burst out from the azure blue in Tang San's eyes. A chill ran down his spine. The speed of the Sensitive Clan was more terrifying than he imagined. Not daring to be careless, he directly used the Purple Demon Eyes.

Fully energetic.

Bai Chenxiang jumped up lightly, tapped her toes on a pillar in the living room, and flew back faster than before.

One rush after another, the sum total is only the blink of an eye.

Tang San was already extremely careful at this time, his purple devil eyes locked onto Bai Chenxiang's body, his footsteps were like ghost shadows, and his whole person suddenly became illusory.

The ghost shadow is by no means the fastest type of footwork, but it is definitely the most dexterous and mysterious.

Although Bai Chenxiang was fast, Tang San's movements always exceeded her expectations, and her pounce was in vain again.

Naturally, Bai Chenxiang would not give in. She spread out her body and pursued Tang San with all her strength.

Tang San simply didn't look at her, relying on his mental power to lock onto her, and walked around in a small area as a ghostly figure.

In his opinion, if the Min clan could be equipped with the Tang Clan's hidden weapons, they would be very similar to the Tang Clan disciples in their previous lives.

The reason why he responded like this today was because he had already discussed it with Tai Tan and Niu Gao.

The most critical thing is whether he can convince the other party.

Speed ​​is what the Min clan is best at, just like Tang San defeated Niu Gao's psychological defense in terms of defense, if he could win over the Min clan in terms of speed.

Then everything will become much easier.

Tang San took great pains to choose to conduct the competition in the living room.

The Bai Chenxiang in front of her was not difficult to deal with, but the more difficult one was Bai He, the leader of the Min clan.

Therefore, he can only choose to be smart.

In terms of straight-line speed, no one can be faster than the soul master of the Min clan.

But his straight-line speed is fast and his body is flexible, but he has no mature routine after all.

What Tang San wants is to use his ghost shadow to conquer the opponent.

At the beginning, Bai He's expression was very relaxed, but as Tang San dodged Bai Chenxiang's pursuit several times, his expression gradually darkened.

Although Bai Chenxiang has not used martial arts yet, in fact, speed has already been embedded in the bones of every soul master of the sensitive clan. Even without the assistance of martial arts, their speed is extremely fast.

The incense burns a little faster than usual. This is of course the effect of Ma Hongjun's phoenix flame, but no one is paying attention to him now.

No matter how fast the incense burns, the speed of the sensitive clan is enough to make countless attacks within this period of time.

Bai He gradually saw some clues. Tang San's speed was indeed inferior to that of his granddaughter, but his footwork was very strange. It was precisely because of this mysterious footwork that he could always dodge when the opportunity was tight. Bai Chenxiang's attack.

The stick of incense had quickly burned nearly halfway, and Bai Chenxiang didn't care that Tang San didn't use his martial spirit.

With a low shout, he raised his head, spread his arms, and released his martial spirit instantly.

Two yellow, two purple, and four soul rings appeared around her graceful body. She was twenty years old, a soul sect of level 40 or above, and her strength was already quite impressive.

And it’s also the best soul ring ratio.

Although this girl is not old, she is the pride of the Bai Hemin clan.

Bai He firmly believed that his granddaughter would have a chance to reach the title Douluo level in the future.

As soon as the martial spirit was activated, Bai Chenxiang's body bounced up like lightning, and her legs came together.

As if they were stuck together, the arms spread out on both sides of the body each turned into a wing, swaying, and the third soul ring on his body shone.

Already flying out of thin air, with a sudden increase in speed, Void pounced on Tang San.

This third soul skill is undoubtedly her flying skill.

Under the influence of flying skills, some obstacles such as tables and chairs on the ground can no longer stop her.

Coupled with the increase in speed, the pressure on Tang San suddenly increased significantly.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Chenxiang's first soul skill was also launched, and four afterimages appeared behind her at the same time.

And it was an extremely clear shadow, just like herself. When she flew sideways, it looked like five Bai Chenxiangs were jumping at Tang San at the same time.

The area covered has increased significantly.

Even though it is known that four of the five are phantoms, the sudden appearance of such a situation can still easily cause visual illusions.

Unfortunately, what Bai Chenxiang encountered was Tang San, whose purple demonic eyes were bursting with light, and all phantoms had no meaning in his powerful eyes.

Tang San's steps also suddenly increased in speed. Although Tang San did not use any accompanying skills, his speed also increased with the infusion of soul power, and a figure dodged in the living room like smoke.

Even though Bai Chenxiang, who had unleashed her martial spirit flying skill, was extremely fast and flew extremely nimbly in the air, she was unable to capture Tang San's exact figure.

The two of them chased and hid, but time continued to pass.

Bai Chenxiang's heart was filled with a feeling of dissatisfaction. She could clearly see that even after Tang San accelerated, his speed was still not comparable to hers.

But the weird route he traveled caused a big problem for his judgment. He always seemed to be about to encounter him, but he instantly dodged him as if he had predicted it.

At this time, apart from Bai He, even Tai Tai and Niu Gao among the people watching the battle were dazzled for a while. Six figures in the living room kept flashing, and it was difficult for them to see the actions of both sides clearly.

Especially the white agarwood.

She moved too fast.

It looked like it was going straight, but suddenly with a dexterous turn, the body would turn beautifully in the air, changing direction in an instant.

But Tang San's reaction was not unpleasant. No matter how fast Bai Chenxiang's pointed-tailed swift flew, he could always dodge in time to prevent Bai Chenxiang from touching him.

Bai He frowned. He knew that his granddaughter had tried her best, but he had lost this gambling battle.

Bai Chenxiang's fourth soul skill is only good for straight lines and has no effect in such a small space.

Looking at it like this, it is impossible for my granddaughter to meet that young man named Tang San no matter what.

Lowering his head, he looked at the money bag in his hand with some distress, thinking to himself, is God really going to go against our sensitive clan?

People can't be greedy!

Due to greed, even this last bit of money cannot be saved.

How will the Min clan spend the days to come?

Are you really going to join some sect?

Even if you want to defect, in today's world, the three upper sects no longer exist. How many sects are there that have nothing to do with Wuhun Palace and are strong enough?

"time up."

Ma Hongjun shouted, the incense in his hand had burned to the end.

The two figures suddenly stopped, Tang San was still smiling, pretending to tidy up the clothes on his body that were slightly scattered due to the rapid movement.

Bai Chenxiang was not as calm as him. Because of her panting, her small breasts were rising and falling, and she gave the fat man a fierce look.

"You are so shameless, how can the time of burning an incense be so short?"

Ma Hongjun chuckled.

"If I give you another stick of incense, you won't be able to touch my third brother's head! The result will not be the same." (End of Chapter)