Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 222 The three-year agreement has arrived

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 222 The three-year agreement has arrived

If the thought of turning back into a man after becoming a god hadn't been motivating him, he would have collapsed and given up long ago.

Now, these damn three years of humiliation are finally over, and he, Mr. Tang Sanshao, is back again!

"Is this person stupid?" A middle-aged beggar next to him looked at the crazy Tang San and couldn't help but touch the back of his neck in fear. They and Tang San were both beggars without gangs. They usually lived in this small town.

In the alley, because Tang San looked too sinister, they basically had no contact.

"It's normal." An old beggar next to him seemed to have seen a lot of the world, and said: "There was a beggar who was hysterical before and said he was some kind of prince. In the end, he had to beg. A beggar is a beggar, don't do that.

An unrealistic dream.”

Tang San let out a long roar, letting out the soul power in his body wantonly, and the fifty-level soul power aura emerged. He has not stopped practicing in these years, and the hatred for Wuhun Palace in his heart has always supported him. The one who snatched Xiao Wu away

He never dared to forget the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

He even had nightmares from time to time where Xiao Wu was being molested by the Holy Son, which almost tortured him crazy.

"Martial Spirit Empire, wait! I'm back!"

"Soul Master, he is actually a soul master?" Seeing the four soul rings lighting up on Tang San's body, the old beggar and the middle-aged beggar both widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

How could a dignified soul master end up begging for a living with them? Is it possible to experience life?

Or? The old beggar thought more.

"It's actually the Master Soul Master." The middle-aged beggar showed envy in his eyes. Soul Master, what a desirable profession. He actually begged with the Master Soul Master. This is so impressive.

"No." The old beggar made a sound in his heart and pulled the middle-aged beggar's clothes, "Let's leave quickly."

"Ah, why?" The middle-aged beggar did not leave. He wanted to take the opportunity to chat with the soul master. After all, they were people who had begged together. Maybe he could be appreciated by the soul master for this and get rid of the beggar.

I have reached the pinnacle of my life.

"Nothing." The old beggar suddenly noticed Tang San's gaze and laughed brightly, "I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

With that said, he walked quickly out of the alley, completely different from the way he used to be unable to move.

"Haha, want to run? It's too late!"

The ferocious laughter sounded.

Several screams came from the alley, and then calmness quickly returned. Tang San casually wiped his hands on the old beggar's clothes.

After seeing him, Mr. Tang, at his most desolate, do you still want to survive?

Haha, ridiculous.

And who knows whether they will expose themselves and attract their enemies. Xuantian Baolu has a saying - only dead people are considered good people.

"The reward for the seventh test of the God of Suffering is a tenth level soul power increase, a god-given soul ring, and a 30% affinity for the God of Suffering."

The sound of the divine test suddenly sounded, and then a spirit ring appeared out of thin air and clung to Tang San. If it were Shang An, he would have discovered that it was the result of the power of faith. This spirit ring was smoothly transformed into a ten thousand year spirit ring.

Then it stopped.

The joy on Tang San's face suddenly stopped. His fifth spirit ring was stuck for ten thousand years and couldn't be moved. Why is the fourth spirit ring even older than this!

He gritted his teeth and wanted to continue to increase the age of the fifth ring, but the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth finally made him stop.

After three years of being a beggar, his body has become very weak, with a sallow complexion and thin muscles, severe malnutrition, and a mutilated body. Being able to carry a ten-thousand-year soul ring is already a pretty good result of his soul power cultivation.

Then divine power was poured into his body, and his soul power began to increase. After reaching the tenth level of soul power, his realm finally stopped at level sixty.

"I still have a second martial soul. The first martial soul and the soul ring are almost nothing, and almost nothing is nothing." He comforted himself like this.

But I’m still so angry!

"The eighth test of the God of Suffering, killing the master. As your teacher, Yu Xiaogang is weak and is an obstacle on your way forward and also your inner demon."

"The mission requirement is to retaliate with tooth for tooth, repay the suffering that Yu Xiaogang brought to you in the illusion in the same way, and then kill Yu Xiaogang in the most cruel way."

"As a reward, I will receive a god-given soul ring and level five soul power. Do you accept it?"

The loud voice sounded in his ears again, but the content of the divine test made him tremble.

Killing a master?

This is contrary to his long-standing philosophy. How could he do such a thing? It goes against the principles of human ethics!

But when he thought about the torture he had endured in the past three years, thought of the little reason he had lost, and thought of Xiao Wu being snatched away, he couldn't say no.

My divine examination has already progressed to this point, how could I give up just now?

He was never willing to give up the divine examination.

The teacher will also understand.

After all, isn’t the teacher’s long-cherished wish to cultivate a disciple who can prove himself?

Tang San's expression was uncertain, his face shrouded in shadow, like a hungry wolf.

"accept!"

When I become a god, I will definitely rectify my teacher's name and make him respected by the world.

"Ding, the eighth test of the God of Suffering has begun. Please complete it within one month, otherwise it will be regarded as a failure and you will lose the qualification to inherit the divine throne."

After taking the divine test, Tang San's expression became increasingly deserted, and he walked out of the alley. One month was not much time, and he had to complete it as soon as possible just in case.

After gaining strength, Tang San no longer hid, first he took out the golden soul coins from the long-sealed storage soul guide, found a hotel, took a shower and changed clothes, and then spent money to buy

With some materials, I simply changed my appearance and rushed towards Tiandou City.

As far as he knew, although the Tiandou Empire was destroyed and his teacher Yu Xiaogang also lost his position as national master, due to the protection of the Qibao Glazed Sect, the Tang Sect was still safe, and his teacher Yu Xiaogang should still be living there.

.

"Ning Fengzhi is okay. Although there are signs of defecting to Wuhun Palace, seeing that he has protected the Tang Sect, I will keep him alive in the future and only liquidate those Qibao Liuli disciples who supported and defected to Wuhun Palace.

." Tang San thought to himself, he, Young Master Tang San, is so kind.

The small city he was in was not far from Tiandou City. He rented a carriage and walked to Tiandou City in only two days.

Tiandou City is still prosperous. Although it is no longer the imperial capital, years of accumulation here will not decline overnight. In addition, the war between Wuhun Empire and Tiandou is mostly for show, so there is no impact on Tiandou Empire.

had a huge impact on the economy.

Tang San easily sneaked into the city, followed the route in his memory, and walked to the front of the Tang Sect station. Looking at the plaque with the word "Tang Sect" engraved in front of him, his expression was still a little dazed.

Tangmen, his Tangmen, he is finally back!

"Who are you?" The guard at the door couldn't help but asked when he saw Tang San standing motionless in front of the door for a long time.

Tang San waved his hand and took out a token.

"It's the sect master!" The two guards were shocked and immediately knelt down on one knee, "Welcome the sect master back!"

Seeing the respectful expressions of the two of them, Tang San nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that these people still had him as the leader of the sect in their hearts, the teacher was running a pretty good job.

He strode in with his hands behind his back, but he didn't know that not long after he entered, one of the guards immediately reported the news of his return.

Yu Xiaogang sat on a special big chair in the room, chewing chicken legs and flipping through books with greasy fingers. He didn't care if the grease stuck to the books.

After losing his status as a national master, his food supply has dropped a lot. Fortunately, the Tang Sect still has some money left over, which is enough for him to spend for the time being.

It's just that in the past, those officials were so insidious as Grandma Zhente that they bought some of the antique calligraphy and paintings they gave him. As a result, they found out that Dunima's was a fake, or the most rubbish kind of fake, and not even worth one in total.

Gold Soul Coin.

Marshal Gelong's old troops also came to block the door from time to time. He was beaten three times because of this, and it was really harder every time!

All the teeth in his mouth have now been replaced with gold ones, just because all the original teeth were knocked out. If it hadn't been confirmed that he really didn't know where Tang San was, he might not have been as simple as just being beaten.

It's going to kill you.

Anyway, he is trying his best to hide in the Tang Sect and not dare to go out. The Tang Sect is taken care of by the Qibao Glazed Sect, so others don't dare to break in, but Yu Xiaogang doesn't.

"Hey, the concept of the spirit fusion skill in this book is very good. You can organize it and put it into the ten core competitive theories of the new spirit that I will publish soon."

Thoughts of inspiration burst out in his mind, and the words in the book danced in his mind. He began to think about how to copy, uh, no, organize them.

Suddenly, the door was opened.

Yu Xiaogang frowned and did not raise his head. He put down the drumstick and slapped the table and shouted: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb me? Don't you know that I am doing research on martial arts theory? If my inspiration is interrupted, you guys

Do you know how much damage it will bring to the soul master world?"

The person who pushed the door was stunned for a moment, then walked in and closed the door.

"Teacher, it's me."

"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head, his small eyes squeezed by fat stared at the figure in front of him for a long time before confirming: "Xiao San! Is it really you who is back?"

He looked at Tang San with some surprise. It was impossible for Tang San not to know that someone wanted to take revenge on him. Could it be that when he came back now, he had recovered from the strange disease that caused his soul power to disappear, and he felt confident?

Tang San saw the confusion in Yu Xiaogang's eyes and replied: "Teacher, my strength has been restored and I have reached level sixty."

"Level 60! Okay, okay, you are indeed my good disciple. I know it, I know it."

The resentment Yu Xiaogang had towards Tang San disappeared in an instant, and he opened his mouth to praise:

"Xiao San, you have indeed lived up to the high expectations of being a master. Considering that you have become the Soul Emperor at the age of less than twenty, I am afraid that you are the first one in the entire Douluo Continent."

The good-for-nothing Tang San is nothing to him, but the genius Tang San is his treasure. It doesn't matter how many times he gets beaten. With Xiao San's talent, he will become a god sooner or later, and then he, Yu Xiaogang, will become famous as Douluo.

It's time.

He stood up and walked up to Tang San with his increasingly fat body, his eyes full of relief, "Xiao San, it'll be good to come back. Tang Clan needs you, and I need you too."

Only this mouth of his revealed a mouth full of big gold teeth.

"Teacher, your teeth?"

"It was Ge Long's old men who did it." Yu Xiaogang said with resentment in his eyes:

"They want to inquire about you, but how do they know that we have a deep relationship between master and disciple? I will definitely not betray you, mistress, so they can't get any information from you, and they want to vent their resentment, so they often send me

He was dragged into the woods and raped so hard that all my teeth were knocked out by them."

"Teacher~" Tang San was suddenly touched. This was his teacher, his second father! Although he wanted to kill the teacher as cruelly as possible, he would definitely let the teacher rest in peace as soon as possible afterwards, and let the teacher get what he deserved.

willing.

"Mistress~"

The master and apprentice looked at each other affectionately, both seeing the sincerity in each other's eyes.

"Xiaosan, are you still leaving when you come back this time?" Yu Xiaogang suddenly asked.

"Teacher, I came back this time to complete my eighth divine test, but don't worry, teacher, after completing the divine test, I will get rid of those people who hurt you and avenge you." Tang San replied.

"Is that so? Completed the Divine Examination." Yu Xiaogang looked surprised. Although he felt that there was something in Tang San's words, he had already been dazzled by the news of his disciple's Divine Examination. How could he care about this.

Tang San had mentioned to him before that there were nine tests in the divine test. Now that Tang San had reached the eighth test, wouldn't it be almost over?

When Tang San becomes a god, he will be the master of the gods and should be worshiped and enshrined by the world.

His own disciple has become a god under his careful teaching. Who dares to say that he is plagiarism and who dares to call him a waste? Even his own father will have to look at him with admiration. Those tribesmen who originally looked down on him will definitely do it.

I was blind and regretful.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have seen the scene where he would be worshiped by thousands of people later.

"Teacher, the content of my Eighth God Test is related to you. Let's go to the secret room to discuss it in detail." Tang San said with some evasive eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's go now." It was about the disciple's divine test. Yu Xiaogang was more anxious than Tang San and was ready to leave immediately. This urgency made Tang San somewhat embarrassed.

The two of them came to the secret room of the Tangmen Station through a deep secret passage. This secret room was built at Tang San's request when the Tangmen Station started construction. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, sometimes a lot of shady work had to be done in the secret room.

So Tang San specially made such a secret room, look, it will be used now.

After closing the door to the secret room with his own hands, Yu Xiaogang turned on the soul guide lamp in the secret room.

Then he said to Tang San impatiently: "Xiao San, what is your divine test? Don't worry, as long as you can use me, no matter what it is, I will help you."

Tang San's eyes were a little unnatural, he coughed, and then said: "Teacher, don't worry, do you know a blood-red stone?"

"Blood red stone?" Yu Xiaogang touched his head, "I've never heard of it."

"That's such a pity." Tang San said it was a pity, but in fact he didn't care too much. He just suddenly remembered that Yu Xiaogang was related to the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, and he just wanted to see if he could get information about this stone from Yu Xiaogang.

, he has never forgotten this missed stone.

But since the teacher doesn't know, there's no need to keep him around anymore. Let's complete the divine test as soon as possible.

"Xiaosan, is this stone important to you?"

"Yes, I feel that this is a great opportunity for me, but I was bought by a disciple of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect."

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang's fat body, thinking about how to start.

"Did the disciples of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect buy it?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed a little when he heard this, and then he showed a hint of determination, "Xiao San, I will help you get it back."

"Oh." Tang San's hand that was about to move suddenly stopped.

"Teacher, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. Last time Emperor Qinghe went to ask for it for me, he couldn't get it back."

Yu Xiaogang smiled confidently, "Xiao San, have you forgotten? I am the son of Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, the leader of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect. If you are willing to sacrifice your face to beg my father, the disciple who took the stone will definitely be willing to give it to me."

This is my face."

His identity as the son of Thunder Douluo has always been his pride.

That's right! Tang San's eyes lit up. The teacher is Thunder Douluo's son. With him here, will he really not be able to get his stone back? It's also because the teacher is usually such a waste that he forgets that the teacher is actually a title fighter.

Luo's son.

If the teacher takes action, I'm afraid that the stone may not be able to be returned. I was willing to give up the near and seek the far away.

Thinking like this, Tang San temporarily gave up his intention to complete the divine test immediately.

But Yu Xiaogang still didn't know that he had already passed through the gate of hell.

"Teacher, that stone is very important to me, so I leave it to you."

Tang San bowed deeply towards Yu Xiaogang.

"Master and disciple, why should we be so polite?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly helped Tang San up, his eyes filled with relief. He was a filial disciple who knew etiquette and treated him like his biological father.

Tang San took advantage of the situation and stood up.

Suddenly Yu Xiaogang sighed again, "What a pity, Haotian Douluo has not appeared since the last time we said goodbye."

"Haotian Douluo?" Tang San didn't know why the teacher suddenly said this.

"Xiao San, originally I promised Haotian Douluo to hide this matter, but now that you are about to become a god, I won't hide this matter from you."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San suddenly had a guess in his mind, could it be that

Yu Xiaogang continued: "Xiao San, do you know the origin of the Clear Sky Hammer in your hand?"

Tang San thought for a while and said: "I heard that the inherited martial spirit of the Haotian Sect, the first sect in the world that was destroyed by the Spirit Empire, is the Clear Sky Hammer. Could it be that my father is a disciple of the Haotian Sect?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and shook his head, raised his head and said: "Your father is not only a disciple of the Haotian Sect, but also a contemporary Haotian Douluo."

"Haotian Douluo!" Tang San exclaimed, he really couldn't connect his blacksmith father with the dignified titled Douluo.

"That's right." Yu Xiaogang's expression showed some reverence. Ever since he knew that Tang Hao had killed Qian Xunji, he had become Tang Hao's biggest fan.

"Your father is not an ordinary Titled Douluo, and your mother is not an ordinary person either. When Wuhun sent three Titled Douluo to hunt down your mother, one of them was the Pope of the previous generation. I thought it was a sure shot.

Who knows, so your father broke through the Title Douluo on the battlefield and defeated the three major Title Douluo in a row, and even the previous Pope died under your father's Clear Sky Hammer."

Yu Xiaogang told Tang San the version he knew one by one. In fact, this version was not very accurate, and was more based on hearsay, but it deceived Tang San.

It turns out that my background is so great and my father is so strong!

Hearing that he still had such a life experience, Tang San was a little confused. He was not a poor boy from a blacksmith's family, but the son of a dignified Douluo. Fortunately, he didn't rush to kill Yu Xiaogang, otherwise how could he know

these messages.

But then Tang San became a little resentful: "Since my father is a Titled Douluo, then why has he never appeared?"

You must know how much torture he has suffered over the years, not to mention the time in the Star Dou Forest, and during the martial arts competition, his lower body was crippled and Tang Hao did not appear. Moreover, he has been hiding in Tibet for the past three years.

Tang Hao didn't even see a ghost. Does he still have his son in his heart?

"Hey, Xiao San, although I don't know what Haotian Douluo did, but in fact your father cares about you." Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder, leaving a grease stain on his clothes,

"When you came to Notting College, your father came to see me, and he also gave me the papal decree. However, in recent years, perhaps because the Wuhun Empire has launched a hunt for him again, in order to avoid it and not to

It hurt you, that’s why he didn’t show up.”

"Is that so?" Tang San murmured. After listening to Yu Xiaogang's words, his resentment towards Tang Hao dissipated a bit. After all, he was his father whose blood was thicker than water, and he was still different from Yu Xiaogang.

, in his previous education, father was heaven, so Tang San still chose to forgive his father.

Then he gritted his teeth and came out with a few words: "Martial Soul Palace, Martial Soul Empire, you again, such an evil force has a way to kill you, I will destroy it!"

(End of chapter)