Hongmeng System Shuttles Through the World

"Hehe, I'm sorry for the three of you, this room...I want it too." Tianzi walked slowly and clapped his hands into the arena, but his age and height did not match his actions.

The three looked at the Son of Heaven in unison, a little puzzled, and found that it was actually a boy who looked a little younger than Tang San, even more so, Dai Mubai, and waved his hands to let him get out.

With black lines all over his face, the emperor tried his best to keep himself calm, standing with a twitching corner of his mouth, looking directly at the three people who were confronting him.

This man... is dangerous...

This was Tang San's first feeling when he saw the Son of Heaven.

"I said, I want this room, do you have any opinions?" The emperor smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Hey, little boy, this is what we came first." Xiao Wu jumped briskly in front of the emperor, compared her height, and found that the emperor was a little shorter than herself, and suddenly smiled, thinking that this is an ignorant person little child.

I... ah this...

The emperor was speechless, but there was nothing he could do. He was only eleven years old and had not yet fully developed, so it was normal for him to be regarded as a child.

Although the height of 11 years and 1.6 meters was already very high in the previous life, this is Douluo Continent. Under the condition that people generally grow tall under the nourishment of spirit power, this can only be regarded as average, normal height. .

Dai Mubai was very direct. He used his soul power to pretend to threaten the Son of Heaven: "Little boy, if you don't leave, you'll be spanked."

Son of Heaven: "..."

Too arrogant, the emperor felt that he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't teach him a lesson.

"Then why don't you try it?" The emperor decided to teach him a good lesson and let him know why the flowers are so red, and then provocatively said.

An evil light flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, and his right fist suddenly raised, accompanied by a forward charge, heading straight for the Son of Heaven to hit him in the chest. His movements are very simple, without any fancy, but the expression of Tianzi has changed. Because the momentum of the opponent's punch has reached its peak in an instant under the action of strength and speed. How can this be done without a wealth of practical experience.

At this time, the emperor must not retreat. When he retreats, the opponent's momentum will skyrocket, which will only increase the power of the punch. Therefore, instead of retreating, he will go up. The right foot instantly took a step forward, and this step took a full three meters, which directly shortened the distance between himself and the opponent. The purpose of the emperor is very simple, that is, to disrupt the rhythm of the opponent's attack.

The right fist was also thrown, and the emperor's hand instantly turned into a lustrous milky white.

With a muffled bang, Dai Mubai's rushing body came to a sudden stop, but the Emperor couldn't help falling back four or five steps before he could stand firm.

Dai Mubai's eyes showed a gleam of surprise. He obviously didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who looked a few years younger than himself, would be able to catch his punch.

What surprised Dai Mubai the most was the Son of Heaven's fist. In terms of attack power, he clearly had the upper hand, but at this moment his right hand was aching and cracked. The Son of Heaven's fist seemed to be as hard as cast iron.

The Son of Heaven smiled, he knew that Dou Po and Douluo were two different cultivation systems, Dou Po plane, Dou Qi nourishes the muscles and bones, and strengthens the body, while Douluo attaches great importance to the cultivation of martial arts.

At least at the current stage, if the physical strength alone, the Son of Heaven is still a step ahead of Dai Mubai.

"Let's go together." The emperor smiled slightly and said to Tang San.

"Okay. If you can take a punch from me, you are qualified to be my opponent."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, and expanded his figure again. This time, his attack was not so simple. He flew up from the ground, and in an instant he was above the Son of Heaven, and his limbs stretched out strangely. , It looks like there are flaws all over his body, but his limbs are moving slightly, as if there are endless backstrokes.

Tang San's face was solemn, his knees were slightly bent, his toes were buckled inward at the same time, his calf instantly exerted force, his left arm circled from the outside to the inside,

The right arm was pushed out from the inside, posing in a very strange posture, and swept towards the emperor.

This blow of Dai Mubai can be said to be his famous stunt. No matter how the opponent blocks or attacks, he has a variety of ways to deal with it. The seemingly flawed movements contain mysterious attack methods, and all limbs can be used as sharp weapons. .

Advanced Mysterious Movement Technique·Dragon Walk

Seeing that the emperor moved his body lightly, he easily escaped the attack of the two.

What a great speed!

The two were startled.

Is this also a step? Tang San pondered slightly.

At this moment, both Dai Mubai and Tang San felt an invisible and powerful pressure, and they became serious.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Spirit: White Tiger, Level 37 Battle Spirit Venerable. Please advise." In Wei Ling's domineering, Dai Mubai reported his Martial Spirit and rank, which represented the meaning of a formal challenge .

In the face of enormous pressure, Tang San also began to change, the violent impulse hidden in his heart gradually emerged, his eyes were covered with a faint purple meaning, and he slowly raised his right hand.

The dark blue light suddenly surged, and a cluster of dark blue grass suddenly grew out of his palm. Each blade of grass looked slender, but it was covered with snake patterns, and the blade of grass was no longer the flat shape it used to be. , but turned into a cylindrical shape. If you look closely, you can clearly see that these grass blades are covered with fine thorns.

"Tang San, Martial Spirit: Blue Silver Grass, 29th-level control system Great Spirit Master. Please advise." Tang San clasped his fists and said respectfully.

The expression was slightly condensed, and he did not dare to be careless. The emperor also sacrificed his own sun-shooting bow.

The back of the bow is as crystal clear as jade, the corners are even more emerald green, the rib and arrow body is jet black, and the strings are also turned into a golden color.

"Son of Heaven, Martial Spirit: Sun-shooting Bow, 30th-level Battle Spirit Master. Please advise."

What? ! Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly, how could it be possible? This is the sun bow!

Legend has it that the sun-shooting bow was the body of the ninth ancestor of Pangu. Possessing the miraculous ability of nine shots in a row, it can shoot powerfully, even if there is no arrow, it can hurt people.

Isn't that something in his world?

But when he saw that there were two more dark green snakes on the sun-shooting bow than he knew, he was relieved, thinking that it was just the same name.

"Thirty-level?" Dai Mubai asked in surprise and looked at the Son of Heaven carefully. It was really hard for him to imagine that this handsome but small boy actually had the strength of the thirtieth level, and his strength On par with him, or even better.

interesting.

Dai Mubai showed a rare smile: "Then let me see if your bow is strong."

His hands became larger, more than twice as large as before, white hair covered the entire palm, and between the fingers, the dagger-like claws constantly protruded and retracted from the palm. Each sharp claw was like a blade, eight inches in length. Flickering cold light.

Dai Mubai's upper body slowly leaned forward, his eyes and four pupils turned a deep blue, giving the impression that he was like a killing machine.

Under his feet, three shining halos rose up one after another, rising quietly, two yellow and one purple. Between the circulation of the soul rings, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure blowing towards the face.

bring it on.

Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Light Wave