Douluo: Tang San grew up a demon and fell into the evil trap Qian Renxue

"Xiao San, there are some things you still don't understand. He is not an opponent you can defeat. You'd better not overestimate your capabilities."

Tang Yuehua said softly, as if to persuade Tang San to give up unnecessary persistence.

However, Tang San's stubbornness was revealed in his firm eyes.

He stared at Tang Yuehua and understood that what she just said was serious.

"Auntie, I will prove to you! I, Tang San, am the best!"

Tang San whispered in his heart, he suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and he didn't understand why Tang Yuehua suddenly "transferred love" and began to hide his preference.

Seeing Tang San's persistence, Zang smiled helplessly and said softly:

"Okay, I'll have a soul battle with you.

I will also suppress my soul power to the same level as you, and I will not use my Aoki martial soul.

After all, we are now a family, so I naturally have to show mercy. "

After hearing this, Tang San gritted his teeth and looked at Zang stubbornly:

"Zang, are you looking down on me? Why don't you use your martial spirit?

Are you so confident that you can defeat me? "

Tang San heard the confidence and disdain in Zang's words, which were his absolute confidence in his own strength.

This tone and attitude seemed to have declared his victory in front of him.

"Hey, I'm not looking down on you, mistress.

I mean, mistress, you should do what you can and don’t take unnecessary challenges.

On the contrary, it will hurt the feelings of our family. "

Zang said softly, but the seriousness in his words showed his immense self-confidence.

And Tang San also heard it at this time, Zang was thinking like this, and couldn't help but snorted.

Immediately, he stopped saying anything, raised his neck, turned and walked towards the training ground not far away.

That look seemed to say, if you are a man, just follow him and stop engaging in verbal disputes.

Flanders stepped forward gracefully. He first nodded to Tang Yuehua to show respect.

Then, he turned to Zang and criticized with a serious and caring expression:

"Zang, what you just said was a bit excessive.

You should take care of the mistress's self-esteem. You know that child has always been strong. "

Flanders' words were full of care and love for Tang San, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied with Zang Gang's words.

As one of the people who accompanied Zang to hunt for the fifth spirit ring last time, Flanders was very aware of Zang's strength and potential, and he also knew very well that no matter how hard Tang San trained, he could not defeat Zang.

However, although Flanders thought so in his heart, he hoped that Zang could understand Tang San better and be careful not to hurt his self-esteem.

After all, Tang San and Zang came from the same place, and they were classmates at Shrek Academy.

Therefore, the relationship between them should not be harmed by some meaningless words.

Then, he, Zhao Wuji and Master followed Tang San to the training ground, apparently believing that Zang would accept Tang San's challenge.

Xiao Wu, who was standing aside, was looking at Zang's face with complicated eyes.

When she hid her voice and ignored Tang San's strength just now, she had already planned in her mind that she should stand up and stand up for Tang San.

But then when Tang San turned around and left in a huff, Xiao Wu felt that she seemed to be a little different.

Although Xiao Wu rationally believed that she should come forward to protect Tang San's dignity.

But for some reason, when she saw Zang Junlang's fair face, she was completely at a loss for words.

His eyes were deep and profound, as if emitting a divine light that surpassed the wisdom of the world, which could not be ignored, just like the devil's eyes of a demon god.

The more Xiao Wu looked into Zang's eyes, the more confused she felt. Even her heartbeat became faster and faster, as if she was trapped in a whirlpool.

She was secretly surprised in her heart, as she seemed to have never seen Zang show such grace before.

Therefore, when Xiao Wu just now looked down on Tang San's strength, she had been hiding behind everyone and didn't say a word.

Although she was anxious, she was also somewhat relieved.

After all, if he were to speak up for Tang San now, it would probably cause Zang to be even more disgusted, right?

Xiao Wu's heart was in a state of confusion. She wanted to rush out and stand up for Tang San, but she also felt that she could not destroy her image in Zang's mind.

She knew that Tang San and Zang could not coexist peacefully due to their different personalities and strengths, but she still felt a little worried. She didn't want to see either side get hurt.

Xiao Wu shook her head, trying to cheer herself up.

At this moment, she saw Zang actually gently touched Tang Yuehua's lips in front of her, and felt a little surprised for a moment.

Afterwards, Zang saw Xiao Wu had been staring at him, and he actually winked at her jokingly, which made Xiao Wu's cheeks turn red instantly, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Xiao Wu was startled.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel so moved when I see Zang's eyes? Am I really in love with Zang?"

Xiao Wu was conflicted.

"I like Sango, how could I possibly have feelings for Zang?"

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel my heart fluttering when I see his eyes? But, he is really so charming..."

Xiao Wu was full of doubts.

"No! I can't think about this anymore!"

Xiao Wu shouted in her heart.

Afterwards, Xiao Wu saw Zang holding Tang Yuehua's arm and walking towards the training ground.

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed the two of them, walking happily like a follower.

Soon, they arrived at the spacious training ground of Tiandou Royal Academy.

Tang San had already stood upright, looking vigorous and heroic, waiting for Zang's arrival.

His eyes were determined, and the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit had quietly unfolded behind him, majestic and magnificent.

Seeing that Tang San was ready, Zang walked forward without hesitation.

He released his arm around Tang Yuehua and walked towards Tang San calmly and firmly.

Every step he took was like a war song, full of power and confidence.

"Let me show you, Tang San, the power of the Eight Spider Lances."

He whispered in his heart, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He first closed his eyes gently, as if gathering all the strength in his body, then he opened his eyes, his eyes as sharp as knives, with unparalleled momentum, and went straight to Tang San.

Those bright eyes were filled with a sharp edge that made people feel shocked.

"Let me make it clear first. You need to suppress your soul power level to the same level as mine, level 42."

Tang San looked at Zang's charming eyes, and suddenly an inexplicable awe surged in his heart.

He wasn't sure where this feeling came from, but in order to avoid being at a disadvantage in the next contest, he couldn't help but give a reminder.

However, under Zang's deep gaze, Tang San seemed to feel that he was showing some weakness.

He didn't want Zang to misunderstand his ability, so he immediately changed the subject and said calmly:

"You really don't want to use your martial spirit? Then don't say I'm bullying you!"

Zang sensed a trace of fear in Tang San's heart. He slightly restrained the devil-like aura emanating from the devil seed and chuckled:

"If you lose later, Xiaosan, don't try to be a rogue and use your hidden weapon to attack me by surprise."

After a pause, he said jokingly,

“But it doesn’t matter even if you lose. After all, I’m your elder and I will definitely let you win.

So, even if you use your hidden weapon, it’s no big deal.”

After hearing this, Tang San flew into a rage, and replied unconvincedly:

“We don’t know who will lose yet!”

But before he could use his soul skills, he saw Zang transferring his soul power to his back.

Suddenly, the black tights that Zang was wearing on his upper body suddenly broke into pieces and scattered in all directions like dancing butterflies.

Then, under the incredulous gazes of everyone, eight hideous and terrifying spider spears grew out from Zang Guangjie's snow-white back.

They waved their claws and fangs in the air, as if announcing the upcoming battle.

"What is this? It looks like a tree root, but it doesn't feel like one.

But why do I feel that the things growing on Zang's back look so much like spider legs?"

Tang San thought in shock.

He looked carefully at Zang's back. The eight hideous and terrifying spider spears looked like eight spider legs growing out of Zang's body. It was a strange thing he had never seen before.

However, all the people watching on the training ground looked at the Eight Spider Lance hidden behind him in surprise.

After all, this was the first time that Zang displayed his external soul bone "Eight Spider Lance" in public.

This mysterious soul bone, which is said to be a treasure second only to the hundred thousand year soul ring, has unveiled its mysterious veil in front of everyone at this moment.

“Could this be the legendary treasure second only to the 100,000-year spirit ring—the external spirit bone?”

The Puppet Master gasped and said in shock.

His face showed deep awe and envy, which was the worship and awe for the external soul bone.

Afterwards, he began to act as a commentator, introducing information about the external soul bones.

"External soul bones are extremely precious. They are not as rare as the hundred thousand year soul rings, but they also have unparalleled power.

They can bring powerful skills and enhancements to soul masters, and even change the way soul masters fight.

…………”

When the audience around heard the master mention the name of external soul bones, they couldn't help but think of the rankings of various treasures in the soul master world.

At this time, Tang San also heard the master's introduction about external spirit bones. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Eight Spider Lance hidden behind him.

"So this is the reason why you dare to fight with me without using your martial soul. You are hiding it very well."

Tang San took a deep breath and said, he had a clearer understanding of the cunningness of the senior in front of him.

However, Tang San also understood at this time that Zang had never considered himself a member of Shrek, otherwise why would he hide the information about the external soul bone from them?

He, Tang San, had never concealed the matter of hidden weapons from the people of Shrek.

(End of this chapter)

132. Chapter 132: Superior and Subordinate Abilities

Hearing Tang San say this, Zang didn't feel any surprise or dissatisfaction. His expression was still very calm, like the surface of a lake, without a trace of ripples.

Tang San's words didn't have any impact on him. It seemed that he was already accustomed to other people's doubts and misunderstandings.

There was a kind of calmness and confidence in Zang's eyes, and he looked deeply at Tang San, with a hint of depth and tolerance in his eyes.

"We are each other. Xiao San, don't you also practice special eye skills and hand soul skills?

Don't say that these special soul skills are all created by you, but I taught you a set of pile skills for body training. This is my unique skill.

However, even so, I have never seen you give me your special soul skills to practice, not even a set.

So you said that I don't regard myself as a Shrek person. The two of us are still the eldest brother, not the second brother. "

Zang said lightly, then twisted his neck left and right, making a "click, click, click" sound.

His movements were very slight, but Tang San didn't dare to be careless at all. He knew that this was a sign that Zang was moving his body, preparing to take action.

The Eight Spider Spears behind the hiding place slowly glowed with purple-black light, and the tip of the spear shone with a cold luster, as if telling of the countless killings and bloodshed it had experienced.

Tang San could tell at a glance that the tip of this spear was extremely poisonous. If he was stabbed by it, even if he was well versed in poison, it would probably be difficult for him to detoxify it in a short time.

And the cold light flashing at the tip of the grass made people aware of its sharpness, as if even the air could be easily cut through it.