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　　 Tang Sany has the impulse to run away, after all, Xuan Tian Bao Jian is the foundation of his standing and the biggest secret!

　　 Watching Tang San's eyes flashed a killing intent, Yang Ming was shocked in his heart, and immediately converged his careless thoughts.

　　Just got a lot of rewards from the system, Yang Ming almost floated. The Tang San in front of him is not an ordinary child, but the elite of Tang Men!

　　If he can not give Tang San a satisfactory answer, I am afraid that Tang San may kill him!

　　Thinking like this, a trace of cold sweat oozed out of Yang Ming's forehead, before Tang San had not completely gone, he said first:

　　 "Xuan Tian Bao Jian? Three brothers, what is this?"

　　Thanks to the advantage of this young age, Yang Ming’s tender face is full of sincerity, and he can’t see the way he is lying. He should be awarded a gold trophy.

　　 Yang Ming and Tang San are also good friends who grew up together.

　　Tang flashed in the eyes of Tang Dynasty. In fact, he didn't quite believe that Yang Ming would know Xuan Tian Bao Jian. He just asked questions abruptly just now, but he was messed up because he was careless.

　　But if Yang Ming didn't know Xuan Tian Bao Jian, how could Xuan Yu hand?

　　 "Yang Ming, I ask you." Tang San pressed the impetuousness in his heart, staring at Yang Ming's eyes, and asked, "You were in my house just now, holding a hammer to cast weapons. Why didn't you hurt your hand?"

　　 "You are asking this."

　　Yang Ming showed a sudden enlightenment, raised his little palm, and said:

　　 "I just watched you practice on the mountain, watched and watched, and I learned it."

　　Looking at it, you learned Xuanyu hands?

　　Do you think you are a wicked genius?

Tang San was almost spitting out of gas, thinking that he had experienced many hardships before he practiced the exercises on Xuan Tian Bao Jian, but now a little fart kid said in person, in fact, it is not difficult at all, is it not that Tang San Is it a waste?

　　After learning for so long, how many people might look at it?

　　Tang Sanda didn't believe it from his heart!

　　He has been practicing diligently and sincerely since he got the Taoist treasure. He knows how difficult it is to practice the exercises. How can he learn it with just a few glances?

　　Tang's face sank, saying:

　　 "Yang Ming, you come with me."

　　 Yang Ming's heart was tight, he didn't know what he wanted to do, but there was no expression on his face, saying:

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Follow me on a trip to the hill." Tang San stared straight at Yang Ming. "I want to see if you are really like you said. You can learn it with just a few glances."

So this is ah!

　　 I thought you were looking for a place to kill me.

　　Yang Ming sighed in relief, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"no problem."

　　The two came one after the other and came to the hill where they practiced on weekdays.

　　 A round of rising sun, Yang Ming leaned back against the sun, and the faint orange light fell on him, setting him much taller.

　　 Tang San's eyes were fixed, and a hand-off style was put forward, saying:

　　 "Yang Ming, let's take a look at the two of us. Let me see if you are really like you said, you can learn my moves with just a few glances!"

　　 Yang Ming smiled secretly. Except for Xuan Tiangong and Ziji Motong, I had learned all of them.

　　 However, Yang Ming said nothing, and raised his hand in a "please" gesture, solemnly saying:

　　 "Come on, I also want to know, which of the two of us is stronger!"

　　Neither of them took the lead in doing so.

Tang San was observing Yang Ming and found that the strict training plan that the village head had set for Yang Ming was indeed quite effective. Although they are all very basic things, there is a saying that is good. The high buildings rise on the ground and only the foundation is played. The safer it is, the higher the building can be built.

　　Yang Mingguang stood there without revealing the slightest flaw, which made Tang San subconsciously regard him as an equal opponent, and he did not dare to act rashly.

As for Yang Ming, the previous life was just an ordinary middle school student. He was also a good student in the class. He had never fought with others before. When he came to Douluo Mainland, he usually compared with grandpa and old Jack. The protagonist in the original book says that if he is not worried, it is absolutely false.

　　 Because of this, the two men stalemate, facing each other, as if sparks rubbed in their eyes.

　　 Quiet.

　　 makes people feel depressed silence!

　　 A mountain breeze struck, the leaves rustled, and a piece of yellow leaves fell down before them.

　　 When the fallen leaves fell to the ground, Tang San moved!

　　 Tang San deserved to be the elite of Tang Men, not moving like a mountain, moving like a raging fire, stepping on his feet, and his figure flicked. It was already a ghost fan, swaying Yang Ming's sight, making it difficult to capture Tang San's figure.

　　 A corner of Yang Ming's mouth, in Tang San's surprised eyes, also stepped on ghosts, leaving a residual image in place, rushing to Tang San in a very fast speed.

　　 "Isn't he really a genius of the evildoer class, can he learn my moves at a glance?"

　　 Tang San was terrified in his heart, but he was always proud. This kind of pride had penetrated deep into his bones, not the kind of person who easily defeated.

Seeing Yang Ming waving his fist and striking towards his head, Tang San took a deep breath, with his right finger pointing inward, making a dragon claw, and a strange suction came from his palm~www.wuxiaspot. com~The way to capture, control the crane and capture the dragon!

　　Yang Ming's fist originally hit Tang San's nose, affected by this suction, he could not help but shift to one side.

While Yang Ming's old strength was gone and Xinli was still alive, and his chest was open to reveal flaws, Tang San's eyes flashed in a flash of light, immediately deceived himself, and the other hand was tightened into a fist, wrapped in full force, a force A faint wind breaking sound hit.

　　 "Come well!"

　　Yang Ming was not surprised but rejoiced. His fists were loosened and his five fingers became claws. He used his eyes for his eyes and his teeth for his teeth.

　　 Tang San has never felt so stumped like today!

　　 The opposite Yang Ming is like himself in the mirror. No matter what moves Tang San uses, Yang Ming is no exception, and all use the same move to see the move.

If only this is the case, after all, Tang San has practiced Xuan Tiangong since his childhood, and his physical quality is far superior to that of adults, and he has great strength, but after several rounds of combat, Tang San was depressed to find that Yang Ming’s physical quality was no less than his own. , And his strength is greater than him.

　　Every time the two fists touched their fists, although they were protected by Xuanyu hands, they couldn't hold a large number, and both of them felt a fierce pain in the back of the fist.

　　If this situation continues, the final result may only be a loss of both sides!

　　 Tang San originally questioned Yang Ming's mind a lot less. Now, he just wants to win!

　　 "Yang Ming, I admit that you are indeed a rare genius in a century."

　　Tang's face sank, and a glimpse of noble purple appeared in his eyes. Apparently he had already used the purple pole magic pupil.

　　 "However, I am stronger than you!"

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