Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 167 Tang San was drugged by Yu Xiaogang

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 167 Tang San was drugged by Yu Xiaogang

Tang San felt that the cold object was stabbed into his body, and his legs kept swinging. Then there was severe pain coming from below, and there was also a slight sense of warmth. That was his flower.

The blood that comes out after a baby ruptures.

The enthusiasm on the majestic middle-aged face faded a lot, and he said in an indifferent tone:

"Tang San, third level of chrysanthemum power, level: low level!"

As soon as the middle-aged man blurted out his words, as expected, there was a commotion of ridicule on the field.

"Third Dan, as I expected, this "genius" has been treading water again this year."

"Hey, this trash has really disgraced our Shrek Village."

"If his teacher hadn't been friends with the village chief, this kind of trash would have been driven out of Shrek long ago and left to fend for himself. There would be no chance of staying in the village."

"Who says it isn't?"

The taunts coming from the surroundings poured into Tang San's ears like a curse, and Tang San's eyes, which had just been lowered from the stone pillar, were gradually filled with murderous intent.

These people humiliated him in such a way and ridiculed him so much that he was really justified in his death!

"Xiao San, are you okay?" Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder, with a bitter look on his face, "Xiao San, I know that incident had a great impact on you. Hey, if you still can't recover from your past next time,

With such talent, both our master and apprentice may be kicked out of the village."

He said with a sad look in his eyes.

"Teacher, I'm a little tired." After being patted by Yu Xiaogang, Tang San restrained the murderous intent in his eyes. He wanted to figure out what was going on first. Could it be that everything in Douluo Continent was just a mystery?

A dream?

Seeing Tang San walking away with his butt covered, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his eyes gradually firmed up, as if he had made a certain determination.

At night, the moonlight was thick, and Tang San was lying on the bed trying to practice the Xuantian Technique. For some reason, he found that all his Tang Sect secret arts were useless here, and he couldn't practice at all, but Tang San still didn't want to give up.

How could he not avenge today's humiliation, but how could he avenge himself without the strength?

Boom!

Yu Xiaogang walked in with the decoction. When he saw Tang San sitting cross-legged and meditating, he was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and walked to Tang San's side.

"Mistress, it's time to take medicine."

Tang San looked at the dark brown decoction in Yu Xiaogang's hand, and felt very uncomfortable in his stomach. For some reason, this decoction smelled like shit, and he didn't know what kind of medicinal materials it was made from. Drinking this kind of medicine was simply...

It's like eating shit.

But looking at Yu Xiaogang's eager eyes, he also knew that he had to drink the medicine today if he didn't want to.

So he could only make a sad face, pick up the medicine bowl, and pour it into his mouth. As long as he drank it fast enough, the smell of shit could not catch up with him.

"Teacher, can you tell me what Ju Shi is? I kind of forgot."

After drinking the medicine, Tang San rubbed his stomach, which was turbulent. He held back the feeling of vomiting with his super perseverance, wiped his mouth and asked.

"Of course." Yu Xiaogang sat on the head of the bed, causing the whole bed to vibrate.

"Xiao San, the chrysanthemum master is the most noble profession in the world. What you practice is the power of chrysanthemum. The realms are divided into the power of chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum master, chrysanthemum master, great chrysanthemum master, chrysanthemum spirit, chrysanthemum king, chrysanthemum emperor, chrysanthemum sect, etc.

Wait, and you are now in the stage of polishing the power of chrysanthemum, which is the initial stage of chrysanthemum master's practice."

Suddenly, Tang San, who was listening carefully to Yu Xiaogang's science talk, felt a little dizzy, "Teacher, why do I feel a little weak in my body?"

Yu Xiaogang raised a corner of his lips, "It's okay, Mistress, this is just a normal reaction after taking the medicine."

"Teacher, but I still feel a little uncomfortable."

"Xiaosan, if the teacher says it's okay, it's okay. You have to believe the teacher. Let me continue to tell you. What you practice with the power of chrysanthemum is a natal chrysanthemum. In the initial stage of practice, you need to constantly expand and strengthen your power.

That chrysanthemum"

As he was talking, Tang San suddenly felt weak and fell onto the bed.

"Teacher, what's wrong with me? I feel like I can't move."

Tang San faced the bed, feeling as if his body was being pressed down on the bed by a ghost, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

"Mistress, it seems to be a physical problem. Let me help you take a look."

Yu Xiaogang stood up, unbuttoned Tang San's clothes, and carefully inspected Tang San's body.

"Teacher, why did you take off your clothes too?"

"It's a little hot in this room. If it's okay, let me continue to show you."

"Teacher, what are you doing sitting on the bed?"

"It's a little uncomfortable to stand."

"Teacher, what are you doing?!"

"Xiao San, don't blame me for being a teacher, everything is for your future."

"Um?"

"Ah! Teacher doesn't want it!"

In the room, Tang San's voice gradually became more violent.

"ah!"

Tang San woke up screaming, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

In the illusion, he experienced all kinds of pain. At first it was just a simple punishment, but later he gradually became abnormal. Although after coming out of the illusion, he knew that they were all fake, but he felt that he could no longer face the teacher.

Now when he thought of Yu Xiaogang's face, his body trembled.

Then the sound of thorns sounded again,

"Complete the sixth test of the God of Suffering, rewarded with soul bone skills, farting like thunder."

A ray of divine light appeared from the void, passed through Tang San's body, and penetrated into his spine soul bones. A warm feeling penetrated his body from top to bottom,

This is an active attack soul skill that can release loud farts full of stench to disgust the enemy.

Moreover, the consumption of soul skills is not great. As long as Tang San is willing, he is a moving source of pollution.

Sounds like a good idea! What a yarn!

What is farting like thunder? Isn't this his teacher's soul skill?

How could he, the dignified Third Young Master Tang, use such a disgusting soul skill? This is the reward for the divine test?

For a moment, he felt the deep malice coming from the God of Suffering.

"Jiji, what's going on?" Tang San took a deep breath, and then asked angrily.

"This is an assessment of abilities that are automatically formed based on your illusion. For example, if you are burned by fire in the illusion, you will gain the ability of fire. If you are blown by wind, you will gain the ability of wind. I don't know what will happen specifically.

Soul skills." Jingjia said nonsense seriously.

"Then I don't want this soul skill, can I exchange it for another one?" Tang San's expression looked as if he had eaten something, and it was a little green. Feeling that he had worked hard and endured all kinds of humiliation to complete the sixth test, so he was rewarded with such a thing?

"Sorry, once the reward is given, it cannot be returned or exchanged." Jingji's voice was still extremely mechanical, without any emotion, and looked businesslike.

"But heirs, please rest assured that this is just a special situation. This situation will not happen again with other assessment rewards."

"Okay." Seeing Jingji say this, Tang San could only choose to believe it and accept the reward with a dark face. At worst, he would never use this soul skill.

"Do you want to start the seventh test? The reward for the seventh test is to increase your soul power to level ten and receive a god-given soul ring."

After hearing the seventh test, Tang San, who instinctively wanted to refuse, froze for a moment. This generous reward made him unable to speak out the rejection. Could it be that it was to compensate for the reward of the sixth test, so this time

The rewards are actually so generous.

Although he wanted to take it easy, but thinking of the increasingly anxious situation on the mainland and Xiao Wu already lying in someone else's arms, he gritted his teeth and said, "Start the seventh test."

Time waits for no one, he must become stronger as soon as possible in order to defeat the Wuhun Palace and snatch Xiao Wu back.

"The seventh test of the God of Suffering, the suffering of waste, the beginning of the three-year covenant."

"From now on, the inheritor will not be able to use any skills.

Soul power or hidden weapons must be disguised as an ordinary person, and the duration is three years. During this period, the divine test information cannot be disclosed to anyone, nor can it be made known to others through any other means. The successor is required to strictly complete the divine test.

Take the test, otherwise you will lose your qualification to inherit the divine throne!"

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Tang San's originally resolute expression suddenly became dull. What kind of ghost test was this?

Although he originally thought that the rewards for this divine test would be so generous, it would definitely not be easy, but he did not expect that it would be so weird.

Three years of waste?

He was originally anxious for the Divine Examination just to rush for time. Was this going to make him waste three years?

If possible, Tang San really didn't want to take this divine test, but the price for not completing the divine test would be losing the qualification to inherit the divine throne.

God's throne!

He went through all kinds of pain to pass the first six exams, how could he just give up like that?

And without the inheritance of the divine position, what could he use to fight against the Spirit Hall, how to win Xiao Wu back, and how to treat his lost roots?

"There are no restrictions on the venue for the seventh test, but you are not allowed to stay in the secret realm. Heirs, please be prepared, the secret realm is about to close." Jia Ji's cold words penetrated Tang San's mind.

"Five, four, three"

The mechanical timing sound sounded.

Tang San was suddenly startled, "Wait!"

It's the end of the month. Use your monthly ticket to kill me. Thank you.

(End of chapter)