Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

Yu Xiaogang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Actually, I should have guessed it a long time ago. I was a failed teacher and did not guide you to cultivate the first martial spirit. However, I still want to remind you that since you chose to cultivate the first martial spirit. Second Martial Spirit, then don't add spirit rings to both Martial Spirits at the same time, otherwise your body will not be able to support it, and it will explode and die."

Tang San nodded solemnly and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I remember teacher."

After saying this, Tang San subconsciously turned towards the clan sitting on the VIP seat from the corner of his eyes, with a proud look on his face, as if to say: Have you seen the clan, this is my true strength.

However, the scene that caught his eye made Tang San envious and more angry. When everyone turned their attention to him, the clan didn't even look at him at all.

I saw that he was flirting with Xiao Wu.

Seeing this scene, Tang San once again felt the feeling of being ignored, especially the person he once had a crush on was now lying in the arms of another man, and the most important thing was that that man was the one he hated the most in his life.

"Damn." Tang San cursed in his mind.

Yu Xiaogang, who was standing beside him, saw this scene, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Tang San's veiled expression could hide it from others, but it couldn't hide it from him.

It can be said that he knows his son Mo Ruofu, although Yu Xiaogang is not Tang San's biological father, but after getting along for seven or eight years, he has long regarded him as his own son, and his lifelong dreams and lifelong hopes are all pinned on Tang San on the body.

Tang San hated the clan, which Yu Xiaogang knew early on, but he didn't expect the resentment would be so deep. Even at the expense of the seedlings, he cultivated the second martial spirit in advance.

If this continues, Tang San will lose the advantage of twin spirits, and will no longer be able to surpass the clan.

Either way! Just be an unqualified teacher like me, leave your old face and go ask someone again!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang made a decision in his heart.

On the other side, the clan was holding hands with Xiao Wu, exchanging feelings.

What Tang San thought, the clan naturally didn't know. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. In his eyes, the current Tang San had no Eight Spider Lances and no Immortal Grass, so he really couldn't interest him.

As for the so-called Tang Sect's secret art? Sorry, Tang Sanhui's clan is basically a city.

Naturally, the clan took Xiao Wu to the Shrek rest area.

first timing,

The clan quickly walked to Zhu Zhuqing, looked left and right at her, and only breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that the other party was really uninjured.

The clan said with a smile: "Zhuqing, it's great that you're fine."

"What kind of injury can I get?" Zhu Zhu gave the clan a clean look. The other party's actions just now were too embarrassing, but the clan cared about her so much, and she was still very happy.

After the conversation changed, the clan turned his attention to Tang San, pretending to be excited: "Aiya! Little San, I didn't expect you to be a twin spirit, and you're such a powerful hammer spirit.

I'll just say it! How could Uncle Tang be an ordinary blacksmith! Although he doesn't like to take a bath, work lazily, and always likes to drink low-quality ale... This is the real person who doesn't show his feelings! "

Although the clan's call was to praise Tang San, it shook out all of Tang Hao's dark history.

Tang San's face was slightly blue, and he glanced at the clan, "If you have time to play tricks here, why not prepare for the finals! I'm looking forward to playing against you."

As he spoke, Tang San's fists were already clenched tightly. Although what the clan said was true, his proudest father was not something anyone could insult. He must be counted together with the old and new hatred of the clan in the finals.

The clan smiled lightly and said, "I'm looking forward to it too."

Next, the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament entered the qualifying round. With Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer in hand, Shrek's team was almost like a broken bamboo. All the way to the last kill. As in the original, their opponent is Kamikaze Academy.

Although with the intervention of the clan, Huo Wu did not have a favorable impression of Tang San as in the original book, but out of the pride of genius, Feng Xiaotian still challenged Tang San.

If Tang San wins, Kamikaze Academy will automatically abstain. vice versa.

In the end, Tang San broke Feng Xiaotian's self-created spirit ability - Thirty-Six Slashes of the Wind with his 36 Hammers.

Sitting high on the VIP seat, the clan sect observed the battle between the two with the use of shackles and spectacles, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, sketching a strange arc, and he murmured in a low voice: "Tang San, your messy cloak, I It was accepted without hesitation.”

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At the same time, Spirit City.

After more than 20 days of exhaustion, Yu Xiaogang, dressed in an old black cloth, finally arrived at Wuhun City.

Yu Xiaogang was already out of breath under the exhaustion of the boat, God knows how he has spent the past 20 days. I vomit up and down every day. If you move for a while, your body will be exhausted.

Fortunately, he finally arrived.

Seeing this place separated for more than 20 years, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but sigh. I don't know what happened to the old man.

Without the slightest pause, regardless of physical exhaustion. Yu Xiaogang came directly to the supreme ruling center of Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

In front of the Pope's Palace.

"Stop." Hundreds of Templar knights raised their spears at the same time and aimed at Yu Xiaogang, "If anyone comes, stop, or kill them."

Facing such a strict temple guardian knight, Yu Xiaogang did not feel any fear in his heart. He glanced around indifferently, raised his hand, and showed the Pope's order that Tang Hao had given him earlier, "Take me to see the Pope."

Half an hour later, in the discussion hall of the Pope's Palace, Yu Xiaogang was quietly sipping fragrant tea.

I saw only Yu Xiaogang in the conference hall of thousands of square meters.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the resplendent hall with disdain, and then his eyes returned to the fragrant tea in his hand. Waiting quietly.

Suddenly, the door was opened. A soft voice sounded outside the door, "You are waiting outside without my orders. No one is allowed in."

Yu Xiaogang looked up, his eyes dull.

Outside the door, a woman came in from outside.

Not tall, he was dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, holding an angel scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so different.

Especially the invisible nobility and holiness exuding from the body makes people unable to bear the emotion of adoration.

The woman glanced at Yu Xiaogang, whose eyes were dull, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she sat on the throne of the conference room. The scepter in his hand fell to the ground, making a light ding sound,

"Why are you here?" The soft and pleasant voice was so intoxicating.

Hearing the soft sound of the scepter hitting the ground, Yu Xiaogang just came to his senses.

ps: first update