The invincible villain from Douluo

Chapter 2 I Dedicate the Kitchen Knife to You

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Tang San headed towards the small hill at high speed.

All the scenes were so familiar, the corners of Tang San's mouth slightly raised, looking towards the hammock, he was a little dazed.

"Hey, where's Jack?"

Tang San was a little surprised.

After all, Jack has been lying on the hammock here for four consecutive days, like a salted fish on the beach, whipping the blue silver grass in his hands.

Chatting with him every day has also become a habit of Tang San.

Such a big living person actually evaporated directly?

Jack won't travel through time, right?

Tang San shook his head secretly, but he didn't deliberately look for him, and continued to run towards the small hill ahead.

Tang San suddenly saw a very familiar figure on a boulder directly in front of him, lying leisurely on the boulder, slashing branches in his hand.

The blue silver grass on the ground instantly changed beyond recognition.

"Brother Jack, why did you change places today!"

It's really refreshing to hear San'er calling his brother every day.

"It's really not good to lie at home, but it's better to lie in a hammock than here"

"..." Jack stood up and stretched his waist, but his back was hurt by the stone.

Although only one day passed, Tang San felt that Jack's whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes.

But I can't tell what is different.

But his idle demeanor hasn't changed at all.

It seems to be the eyes that can penetrate people's hearts. There is a vicissitudes of life in these eyes.

This sense of vicissitudes made Tang San feel a bit of coercion.This kind of coercion Tang San seems to have known before, this kind of look is very similar to that of Tang Lan when he was in the Tang Sect.

After a night of internal strength training, Jack's body did undergo some changes, but the sense of vicissitudes was the result of staying up for four nights... Unexpectedly, he established a tall image in Tang San's heart.

"Brother Jack, are you exercising together today?"

Tang San glanced at the small hill ahead. "However, Brother Jack hasn't exercised for three to five years. The first exercise should not be too intense, or it will damage the body."

Jack cleared his throat, lowered his voice on purpose, gestured his middle finger to Tang San, and said slowly: "San'er, how about it, let's compete and see who can climb to the top of the mountain first... If I win What about you, how about asking your father to build me a big kitchen knife..."

The small hill in front of him is a few hundred meters at least, and he can climb to the top of the mountain quickly because he has the body protection of Xuantian Kungfu.

With the physical fitness of a child like Jack, he may not even be able to climb halfway up the mountain.

Tang San tested Jack's forehead with his hands, and murmured: "I don't have a fever...why are you talking nonsense..."

The co-author of this kid thinks that he caught a cold and had a fever after staying outside for four days...

"Get ready to start... San'er, do you think your brother is awesome..."

Jack let out a hearty laugh, using his hands and feet together, he climbed the protruding rocks towards the top of the mountain.

"Damn it!" Tang San stared wide-eyed, not daring to slack off anymore, the first level of Xuantian Kungfu in his body kept spinning.He followed Jack and ran towards the hill.

Amazing!
Under Tang San's watchful eyes, Jack climbed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, not losing to himself in terms of speed.You must know that your current strength is similar to that of the bully leader in the village.

When did Jack become so powerful?

Tang San's little friend is full of question marks? ? ? ?
And why Jack is very familiar with every plant, tree, and every stone in this small soil bag.This mountain seems to be his daughter-in-law, and she understands it very well. Could it be that he secretly climbed over it at night behind his back?

Tang San's seriousness gradually showed a touch of lavender, and he who cultivated the Purple Demon Eye could clearly see that Jack had reached the top of the mountain at this time, and his face was neither red nor out of breath.On the top of the mountain, he actually fought a strange set of boxing techniques. The boxing techniques were fierce and fierce. After finishing the set of boxing techniques, he squatted on the ground with his hands behind his back and his legs, jumping around like a little jumping frog.

"Could it be that Jack has been secretly climbing mountains all these years behind his back?"

But Tang San couldn't imagine anyway. This is just the result of Jack's night's sleep.

Of course, Jack was not sure if he could easily climb the mountain after practicing for one night. He came here early to try it out for the kitchen knife. In addition, although he had never eaten pork, he had seen Tang San go up the mountain four times, so he was quite familiar with the climb. Shun the water.

Of course, the punching method on the top of the mountain was the long fist that Jack learned in the first semester of his freshman year in his previous life, and he also did a set of leapfrogs.

It turns out that Jack brother is so diligent, I really blamed him, and that set of boxing is both offensive and defensive, and the fight is vigorous, it is really amazing!

The nameless yellow book is tailor-made for a salty fish like me. It doesn't need to be so troublesome if you practice seriously to reach the limit of your body, just sleep if you have nothing to do.It’s just that the true qi is out of my control, and it’s really uncomfortable, just like going to the toilet and finding that there is no paper.
"San'er, how are you doing?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jack's mouth.

"Brother Jack, you are really good." Tang San said sincerely, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have ridiculed you so much before, it turns out that real masters are working hard where others can't see."

"Ahem." Thinking about it, my behavior at that time seemed to be incomprehensible to a normal person.There is a house that does not go back, and a person lies outside for four or five days.But looking at the powerful strength emanating from his six-year-old body, Jack felt that everything was worth it.

Whether it was almost being carried away by mosquitoes, or being treated as a second fool by the uncle in the village
"Goldfinger is the best!"

"Brother Jack, I would like to admit defeat. Since I lost to you, I will definitely make you the kitchen knife you want." Tang San said.

"Okay, just hand it over to me when you're free, I'll go back and lie down..."

Jack's little body seemed to like sleeping very much, and he was a little tired after climbing for a while.

God really blessed him...

Jack lay peacefully, slowly entering a meditative state.

At this time Tang San moved the big iron block to the stove, ignited the charcoal fire at the bottom of the stove, pulled the bellows, and started his own work.

"Hoohoo, clang, clang" The bellows exploded together with the sound of blacksmithing.With Xuantian Kung's assistance, Tang San lifted the hammer that some adults couldn't lift. "100...101..." Tang San kept muttering with his stubborn little mouth.

Under Tang San's beating, the iron block gradually shrunk in size, and its density continued to increase, the entire iron block actually shrunk to [-]/[-] of its original size.

A very delicate kitchen knife has been forged in its prototype, and the next thing to do is to sharpen the blade. The Tang Sect is very proficient in forging all kinds of weapons, not limited to hidden weapons.

The edge of the knife passed by Tang San, unexpectedly showing a faint cold light.

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