Douluo: Haotian myth

Tang San carefully looked at the boy who was suspected to be a clan brother opposite him.

His body was tall and over 1.8 meters tall. His handsome face always had a calm aura, and he exuded a strong sense of self-confidence from the inside out. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which attracted the most attention.

It was his eyes as deep as the starry sky, exuding an unattainable spirit, and his black half-length hair was naturally scattered behind his head.

His skin was crystal clear and there was a faint light. It was outstanding in the crowd with a decent blue team uniform.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San said seriously: "Tang San, level 41 control soul sect, martial soul blue silver grass, please give me advice."

Tang San was slightly stunned, "I guess you have learned my identity from Uncle Ning, so I won't introduce it. But I have too much soul power for you, so show your full strength!"

Tang San nodded to show his understanding and took action directly and decisively.

The fourth soul ring lit up directly on his body, ready to cast the Blue Silver Cage.

The moment Tang San's fourth soul ring lit up, Tang Bufan's figure disappeared from the spot. Although he was not afraid of the Blue Silver Cage, there was no need to deliberately feel the power of this soul skill.

At the same time, a disappointed expression appeared on Tang San's face, and his mental power could not lock on Tang Bufan.

He activated the purple demonic eye to the limit, and soon caught a blue figure attacking from the left. His expression remained unchanged, and he stepped on the ghostly ghost track and used his Xuanyu hand to attack Tang Bufan.

Tang Bufan was slightly surprised. This clan brother had many tricks! It was a pity that he met him.

His right hand turned into a palm and slapped at Tang San with strong internal force. Before the palm reached, the palm wind had approached Tang San's body, blocking all his retreat.

Tang San was shocked. His whole body was locked by a powerful mental power. If this palm retreated, what awaited him would inevitably be a huge attack. Moreover, his entire aura would be seriously affected, and he was afraid that there would be no more time to turn over.

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At this moment, he finally felt how much pressure his friends were under.

He couldn't help but growl and burst out with the strongest palm in his life under the pressure of Tang Bufan.

Soon, the two palms collided, and a powerful roar burst out.

Tang San knew from the beginning that his palm was not the opponent's opponent's opponent, and he had only one purpose, that is, to continue the opponent's palm to escape from his attack range.

Therefore, as soon as the palms were touched, he quickly floated back with the force of the other party's palm, leaving Tang Bufan's attack range.

But Tang Bufan's palm was not so pleasant. He was immediately injured and a trace of bright red blood appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai and others looked at the arena with concern. Even though they were as strong as Tang San, they were slightly injured in the first round. The only thing that was thankful was that the mistress temporarily left his attack range.

Tang Bufan did not continue to attack, and looked at Tang San with admiration. He was very smart to be able to use his own strength to escape. If he didn't do this, he would be able to end the game with only three palms.

Tang San smiled bitterly on his face. Although the palm just now was just a hurry to contact, he could also feel the other party's unfathomable soul power, which was definitely deeper than Gao Changkong's soul power. Not to mention level 60, but

Not far apart.

Earth College.

Gao Changkong looked at the scene on the field with a serious expression. Tang Bufan was so terrifying. Although he had known that Shrek Academy would definitely lose, he didn't expect that they would lose so quickly.

And it seems that even this Tang San can't last long.

VIP seat.

Saras looked at Ning Fengzhi proudly, "I'll say, Shrek Academy will definitely lose!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile on his face, but he was also very shocked.

He originally thought that he overestimated Tang Bufan, but he didn't expect that the other party refreshed his cognition again and again.

Even if Tang Bufan said that he had broken through to the Soul Emperor, he believed it.

Tang San took a deep breath, took back the Blue Silver Grass, and summoned the Haotian Hammer.

After all, the Blue Silver Grass can't play a role at all now, and the Haotian Hammer can at least be used as a weapon.

Seeing Tang Bufan summoning the Haotian Hammer, Tang Bufan was slightly stunned. Do you want to use the Chaos Cloak Hammer?

These are indeed ten good choices, but there is one fatal disadvantage, that is, you are more familiar with the hammering method of the cloak in the air than him. Forget it, just give him some advice!

Thinking of this, Tang Bufan rushed towards Tang San.

Tang San's expression was solemn, his body began to rotate, and he directly used the hammering technique of the cloak.

Tang Bufan's expression changed slightly, and in an instant, he increased his speed to the extreme and began to move quickly around Tang San. Suddenly, seven figures of Tang Bufan appeared around Tang San, which was the seventh level of the transformation of shadows.

The realm is difficult to distinguish between real and real.

Tang San's face changed slightly. With the help of Ziji Demon Eye, he finally saw Tang Bufan's body. The Haotian Hammer in his hand hit one of the phantoms without hesitation, but the next moment his face changed drastically, this hammer

It was actually broken.

The next moment, a crystal-like left hand emitting precious light stretched out from behind him, hitting his back with abundant force, and then he was knocked away by an unimaginable powerful force.

When he got into the air, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

His body seemed to be disintegrating, and the Xuantian Gong operation line was directly interrupted by a force, and it was difficult to use internal force in a short period of time.

His eyes instantly lost his former glory and looked like he had been hit hard.

A full minute later, Tang San got up from the ground and stared at Tang Bufan in front of him, "Can you tell me, what level of your strength has reached?"

Tang Bufan stared at Tang San's eyes seriously and said for a long time: "If you are not afraid of being hit, I can tell you that everyone's surname is Tang after all."

Tang San's heart sank. No matter what, he wanted to know the difference between the two sides, and nodded without hesitation.

Tang Bufan sighed lightly, his eyes were strange, and his lips moved slightly, "My soul power has just broken through level 60!"

Level 60, this is the answer he gave to Tang San after careful consideration. If there are fewer, I guess Tang San doesn’t believe it at all, and it’s not good if there are too many.

Looking at Tang San's shocked expression, Tang Bufan continued: "Actually, you don't have to be discouraged. You can tell that you are still young and have not practiced the Haotian Hammer. Even so, you can still become a soul at this age.

The sect, even the fourth soul ring is still the ten thousand-year soul ring, and no one in the sect can do it."

Tang San's expression relaxed a little, "How old are you this year?"

Tang Bufan was slightly stunned, naturally unable to tell his real age, so he asked back: "Didn't Uncle Ning tell you how old I am? I am twenty."

Tang San's eyes lit up. He is fourteen years old now and has about six years to catch up. He is twenty and sixty years old. With his talent, it is entirely possible to do it.

Tang Bufan looked at Tang San's eyes and regained his confidence, and encouraged him: "Come on!"

In this way, Tang Bufan lost seven Shrek players in a row with his own strength and won the game.