Douluo: I Can Steal Other People's Martial Arts

After finishing the eighth stage, Ling Mo jumped up and used all of Dai Mubai's spirit abilities to push him back step by step. With the increase of the five-color divine light, both his martial spirit and spirit power were greatly increased. Mo wants to clean up Dai Mubai, it's not too simple.

The more he fought, the more shocked, Dai Mubai was completely shocked at this time, Ling Mo was able to use all his spirit abilities, and in terms of power, it was even stronger than what he had displayed.

"Didn't you eat? Is this enough strength? If so, I advise you to go back and practice for a few more decades before challenging me."

One punch smashed Dai Mubai, directly slamming him into the wall of the hotel, suddenly punching a hole.

After the fight was over, Ling Mo was no longer shooting, while Dai Mubai's face was gloomy, and his face was very bleak.

"You won! But I won't give in, one day, I'll beat you again! We'll meet again soon"

After he finished speaking, Dai Mubai left with a heavy heart. He is a man who can afford to lose, a man who is magnanimous!If you lose, you lose, there is nothing to admit.

"Cut, I thought it was a ruthless character! Oh, how lonely Wudi is."

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Chapter 19:腹黑鬼

"Okay, you, less stinky! Come on, where have you been this month?"

Xiao Wu stood up from the side with akimbo on her hips and said aggressively.

"Where else can I go? Just walk around, dig soil or something, and if you meet a little beauty, flirt with it, life is so beautiful."

"Hey, you're no different from that lewd tiger!"

Xiao Wu said in disgust, Tang San smiled bitterly, the two never stopped when they were together.

"Don't compare me with him, I'm pure and clean! I'm still a baby now."

"nausea!"

"You're disgusting, and you specially picked this kind of unusual hotel. Do you want to secretly do something shameful with the mistress while I'm not around?"

Ling Mo really dared to say anything, Xiao Wu blushed immediately after saying this!Tang San was at a loss for words, he wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

"Oh, it looks like it's true! Are you guilty?"

"Bah, you're just guilty."

"Why are you blushing?"

The quarrel was endless, at this moment, Tang San said, "Okay, stop arguing you two!"

"To shut up!"

The two said in unison, very tacit understanding, Tang San was speechless and had a headache.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, little San! I'm leaving a little earlier, see you at Shrek Academy tomorrow"

Leaving a sentence, Ling Mo left with a shovel.

Ling Mo didn't intend to disturb the good things of the two of them, so it would be better to go out for a walk.

After leaving the Rose Hotel, Ling Mo carried a shovel to inquire about whether there were any powerful nobles in Soto City, and where their ancestral tombs were buried.

It seems that this guy is really addicted to tomb robbers, digging people's ancestral graves everywhere.

"Hey, this person is quite familiar, is it hard?"

After wandering around for a long time, Ling Mo saw a strange shop, walked in and found a person lying inside, with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, with a wretched face.

The shoehorn face was particularly eye-catching, and the most special thing was his eyes, like those of an eagle.

"Yeah, isn't this the old ghost of Flender? How did I come to his small shop?"

After careful screening for a while, Ling Mo confirmed the identity of the other party. Yes, he was the dean of Shrek Academy, Flender.

Walking into the small shop, Ling Mo carefully observed it for a while, and found that there are quite a lot of things in this small shop!

But the only thing that was really valuable was the slab crystal on the table. That slab crystal belonged to Tang San, and Ling Mo didn't move it.

In his opinion, he didn't need to rob Tang San's things, there was no need for it!

There are so many good things in this world, and making a fortune by robbing the protagonist, doesn't it prove that you are not as good as him?

"Hey, this shovel is not bad!"

After turning around, Ling Mo's gaze rested on a shovel on the shelf, and she could clearly feel a faint soul power from the shovel.

This is a broken soul tool with some strange soul power fluctuations in it.

"This thing, digging graves, should be quite fast, right?" Ling Mo picked up the shovel while muttering.

In the store, Flender, who was lying on a rocking chair, was shocked when he heard this sentence.

"Damn it, where did this kid come from, digging graves as soon as he exits?"

His eyes were like torches, watching Ling Mo's every move, only to see him raising his shovel and waving it, as if he was practicing how to dig a grave.

"Well, not bad! Both the power and the speed have improved a lot. If I go to dig the ancestral grave of the Wuhun Temple another day, I should be able to escape before being discovered."

Ling Mo said amusingly, yes, he deliberately said it to Flender.

As soon as these words came out, Flender thumped and almost fell off the rocking chair.