Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

Yu Xiaogang smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said, "In fact, I should have guessed it a long time ago. I am a failed teacher and did not guide you to cultivate the first martial arts well. But I still want to remind you that since you have chosen the practice Two spirits, then don't add spirit rings to two spirits at the same time, otherwise your body will be unable to support it and burst into death."

Tang San nodded solemnly, and said, "Thank you for your reminder. I remember the teacher."

Having said this, the corner of Tang San's eyes turned subconsciously to the direction of the clan sitting high on the VIP table, his face was triumphant, as if to say: Have you seen the clan, this is my true strength.

However, the scene that greeted Tang San's envy was even more angry. When everyone turned their eyes on him, the clan had never looked at him at all.

I saw that he was flirting with Xiao Wu Qingqing.

Seeing this scene, Tang San once again realized the feeling of being ignored, especially the person he had crushed in love with, now lying in the arms of other men, the most important thing is that that man is still the one he hates most in his life.

"Damn it." Tang San cursed secretly in his mind.

Yu Xiaogang, who was standing aside, saw this scene, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Tang San's cryptic expression had been concealed from others, but he could not be concealed.

It can be said to know the son Mo Ruo father, although Yu Xiaogang is not Tang San's biological father, but after seven or eight years of getting along, he has already regarded him as his own son. His lifelong dreams and lifelong hopes are all pinned on Tang San. Body.

Tang San hated the clan, Yu Xiaogang knew this early in the morning, but he didn't expect that the resentment would be so deep. He even did not hesitate to cultivate the second martial arts spirit in advance.

If this continues, Tang San will lose the advantage of the twin spirits and will never be able to surpass the clan.

Nothing! Just be my unqualified teacher, put aside your old face, and ask someone again!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang made a secret decision in his heart.

On the other side, the clan and Xiao Wu are holding small hands, exchanging feelings.

What Tang San thinks, the clan naturally doesn't know. Of course, even if you know it, you don't care. In his eyes, Tang San now had no Eight Spider Lances and Immortal Grass, and he couldn't really interest him.

As for the so-called Tang Sect's unique knowledge? Sorry, Tang Sanhui's clan is basically a city.

Naturally, the clan brought Xiao Wu to the Shrek rest area.

For the first time, the clan quickly walked to Zhu Zhuqing and looked at her left and right. After realizing that the other party was really not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The clan said with a smile: "Zhuqing, it's great that you are fine."

"How can I get hurt?" Zhu Zhuqing gave the clan a clear look. The other party's actions just now were too shameful, but she was still very happy that the clan cared about her so much.

As soon as the conversation turned, the clan turned his gaze to Tang San, pretending to be excited: "Oh! Xiao San, I really didn't expect you to be a twin spirit, and also such a powerful hammer spirit.

Let me just say it! How could Uncle Tang be an ordinary blacksmith! Although he doesn't like to take a bath, work lazily, and always like to drink low-quality ale............ Feelings are real people without showing their faces! "

Although the clan's call was a compliment of Tang San, it had shaken out Tang Hao's black history.

Tang San's face was slightly blue, and he glanced at his clan, "I'm free to play around here, so let's prepare for the finals! I'm looking forward to playing against you."

As he spoke, Tang San's fists were already tightly clenched. Although what the clan said was true, his most proud father was not something that could be insulted by anyone. He must be counted with the clan's new and old hatreds in the finals.

The clan smiled faintly, and said: "I am also looking forward to it."

Next, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition entered the promotion tournament, and the Shrek team had Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer in hand, and it was almost like a broken bamboo. Killed all the way to the last one. As in the original book, their opponent is Kamikaze Academy.

Although with the clan's intervention, Huo Wu did not have a good impression of Tang San like the original book, but out of the pride of genius, Feng Xiaotian still challenged Tang San.

If Tang Sansheng is the case, Shenfeng Academy will automatically abstain. vice versa.

In the end, Tang San relied on the Thirty-Six Hammer of the Chaos Cloak to break Feng Xiaotian's own spirit ability-Haifeng Thirty-Six Slash.

Sitting high on the VIP table, the clan watched the battle between the two using the writing wheel eyes and seeing and hearing colors, the corners of their mouths were slightly tilted, and a strange arc was outlined, and they murmured in a low voice: "Tang San, your chaotic cloak, I I accepted it unceremoniously."

..............

At the same time, Wuhun City.

After more than 20 days of exhaustion, Yu Xiaogang, dressed in an old black commoner, finally arrived at Wuhun City.

Yu Xiaogang was already out of breath under the fatigue of the boats and cars. God knows how he has spent the past twenty days. I vomit up and down every day. If you move for a while, your bones will become exhausted.

Fortunately, he finally arrived.

Seeing this place more than 20 years ago, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help expressing emotion. I don't know what happened to the old man.

Did not stay in the slightest, regardless of physical exhaustion. Yu Xiaogang went directly to the supreme ruling center of Wuhun City, the Papal Palace.

In front of the Papal Palace.

"Stop." Hundreds of temple knights raised their spears at the same time and pointed them at Yu Xiaogang, "If you come, stop, or you will kill you."

In the face of such a stern guardian knight, Yu Xiaogang looked around indifferently, raised his hand, and revealed the Pope Order given to him by Tang Hao, "Take me to see the Pope."

Half an hour later, Yu Xiaogang quietly sipped fragrant tea in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace.

I saw Yu Xiaogang alone in the thousands of square meters of discussion hall.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the magnificent hall with disdain, his eyes returned to the fragrant tea in his hand again. Waiting quietly.

Suddenly ~www.ltnovel.com~ the door was opened. A soft voice sounded outside the door, "You are waiting outside without my order. No one is allowed to come in."

Yu Xiaogang looked up, his eyes dull.

Outside the door, a woman walked in from outside.

The figure is not tall, he wears a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holds an angel scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless precious stones. She has fair skin and almost perfect face, which makes her look so different.

Especially the invisible nobleness and sacredness that reveals on the body, it is even more tempting to worship.

The woman glanced at Yu Xiaogang, whose eyes were dull, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she sat on the throne of the conference room. The scepter in his hand fell to the ground with a light ding sound,

"Why are you here?" The soft and pleasant voice was so intoxicating.

Hearing the soft sound of the scepter hitting the ground, Yu Xiaogang was relieved.

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