Douluo Dalu
Chapter 4: The first hidden weapon of the Tang Dynasty (5)
Second, today is all about it. Three will be tomorrow.
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Old Jack rushed to laugh and said: "This little brother, we are coming from the Holy Spirit Village. This child is a work student sent by our village this year. You see, what procedures do we need to go through?"
The porter frowned, and some yin and yang grotesque: "Can the grass nest still have a golden phoenix? Some people in a small village have soul power? The college has not had a work-study for many years. You will not be a counterfeit."
Old Jack flashed a sigh of relief in his eyes, but he still swallowed the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the last deacon of Wu Hun Temple, and handed it to the concierge.
The concierge received the proof, looked up and down, "Wu Shou Lan Yincao? Also first full of soul power? Funny, this is really a slippery world. I also worked in the college for four years, I have not heard of Congenitally full of souls, this kid's martial arts is blue silver grass, but also full of soul power? I see, the proof of this Wu Hun Temple must be forged."
"You..." Even if Jack had a good temper, he couldn’t stand it anymore. "You are deliberately martyrdom. Ok, you wait, I am going to the deacon of the Wuhun branch. I am going to take the small three. "When he said, Jack turned to Tang three and walked to the city.
The proof of the Wuhun branch can not be fake, and the porter knows it. However, people who come to send new students will generally have more meaning, especially civilian families. The so-called "King of the Kings is better, the evil spirits are the reason."
Old Jack was born in the country. Although he was a village chief, he could understand these ways.
There was some anxiety in the heart of the concierge. If the person of Wu Hun Temple really came, it was not something he could bear. Of course, he also believed that the people of Wu Hun Temple would never ask the two schools for the question.
The heart is depressed, and the words in the mouth are naturally not good. "I still have the Holy Spirit Village. I think the village is almost the same."
"What do you say?" Old Jack turned sharply. The doorway could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart. At the beginning, he could turn his face with Don Juan. At this time, the porter was a person outside the village, and even made him unbearable. I walked back in a few steps and glared at the concierge.
The porter was shocked by the imposing old Jack, and couldn’t help but take a step back, but he quickly reacted, and he secretly concealed himself. Isn’t it an old man? What a terrible thing.
"How? Not convinced, I said that you came from the village, is it wrong? You look at this little poor ghost, the clothes are all patches. I see, you still find a place to beg. Let's notting The college is not a good church. Fast roll, fast roll."
As he said, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it to Jack's chest. He had to go with two people.
Just when the old Jack was angry and attacking, suddenly, there was a thin figure between the two, and the same was raised. The delicate little hand barely reached the door of the door, the left hand forced the right, and suddenly the doorman The left hand pushes open, and at the same time, the thin figure quickly steps forward on the right foot, and the sole of the foot just steps behind the left foot of the doorway, while the right hand lifts up, and the left hand holds the hand of the doorway down to the left.
Originally, this palm should be cut at the corner of the other's left arm, so that it can't force it, but the person who is showing it is really short, so it can only buckle the wrist of the doorway. His movement is extremely fast, and the body is at the same time. Exploring, both hands push forward while opening the left hand of the door. Just pushed in the lower abdomen of the porter.
There was one more foot behind the left foot of the porter. Although the foot was not big, it was enough to complete the effect he had. The lower abdomen was stressed and mixed under the feet. He only listened to the ordinary sound, and the concierge had already fallen to the ground.
"Small three, you..." Jack stared at the person in front of him.
It’s Tang San. The style he used is not even Tangmen’s school. It’s just the simplest way to push the moon in his original world. Of course, from his body, it’s natural to Deformed. Not only can not cut the opponent's arms, the hand that should have been pushed on the other's chest is also pushed on the lower abdomen, of course, the result is the same.
Although the three of the Tang are not big, the strength is absolutely not small. The hammers of these months were not white, even if they didn't use Xuan Tiangong, they still put down the concierge.
"Bad boy, you are looking for death." How a shame is pushed by a child, the porter is angry, and when he climbs up from the ground, he will rush to Tang San.
"Okay, stop." At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, blocking the movement of the concierge.
The concierge first stunned, and then his anger turned into a flattering, quick change, unimaginable, and nodded to the coming man: "Master, you are back."
Tang San turned his head and looked at it. There was a medium build and a slightly thinner man who didn’t know when he had come to them. It seems that this person is about forty or fifty years old. The black short hair is separated by three or seven. The appearance is very ordinary. The hands are behind him, but there is a special temperament on the body. There is a bit of laziness and decadence between the eyes.
The ‘master’ just looked at the doorman and ignored him. He said to the old Jack: “Mr. Lao, can you show me the proof of Wuhun Temple?”
After all, the old Jack is a village chief, and it is still possible to observe the words. From the expression of the porter, it can be seen that the middle-aged person in this position is definitely not in the college, not to mention the title of the master. I quickly handed over the proof in my hand.
The master looked at the proof and looked at Tang San. He looked at him up and down. I don’t know why, although the master’s eyes are not sharp, Tang San has a transparent feeling that he is seen.
"The proof is really right, old gentleman, I just apologize to you on behalf of the college. This child will be handed over to me."
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