Look at the sky, count me the most wave

Chapter 32 Eighteen Years of Bitter Bamboo (Main)

Immediately afterwards, black fonts flew out of the air one by one and flew towards Yu Xiaogang's cheek.

"ah--"

After coming into contact with these black words, Yu Xiaogang suddenly let out a miserable, sharp howl!

The black fonts, like strange magic patterns, were imprinted on Yu Xiaogang's cheeks and forehead one after another.

"This Xiao He is a madman..."

Looking at the font imprinted on Yu Xiaogang's cheek, Tang San couldn't help but shudder.

Those fonts seem to be a lot, but in fact there are only twelve characters, three characters for "waste", three characters for "object", three characters for "people", and three characters for "scum"!

And they are branded on the left side of the cheek, the right side and the forehead, each side is filled with [waste] [thing] [person] [scum]!

"Tang San, do you think what I said makes sense?"

After taking care of Yu Xiaogang, Xiao He clapped his hands and looked at Tang San with a smile.

"I'm going to find an eight-hundred-year-old bitter bamboo and use it as my first soul ring!"

Click!

Yu Dashu will definitely hate Xiao He, the culprit.

In an instant, a cool yet warm energy began to flow into Tang San's body.

"The characteristics of bitter bamboo are hard and sharp, which can make the leaves of Blue Silver Emperor stronger and have stronger penetrating power. Coupled with my concealed weapon throwing technique and the regeneration ability of Blue Silver Emperor, I have the ability to take advantage of it.

An inexhaustible hidden weapon!"

Xiao He smiled sadly and signaled Tang San to take action quickly.

What an impact this will have on his future achievements!

"Xiaosan, my good apprentice"

"good!"

"It makes sense, it makes perfect sense!"

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Tang San, who had twin top martial arts souls and would be able to become two gods in one body in the future, would actually absorb a ten-year soul ring.

"Very good, it seems that your IQ is a little higher than that waste, reaching a negative number of 250!"

In Tang San's words, I haven't felt it yet, and you're done?

The sky was hazy, the moonlight was sparse, and there were a few stars hanging in the sky. The stars were dotted, illuminating the dark night sky.

"For example, an eighteen-year-old bitter bamboo?"

In just a moment, a faint white light condensed from the broken bitter bamboo and floated above it.

Without any hesitation, Tang San directly summoned his Blue Silver Emperor Spirit, and then pulled the eighteen-year-old Bitter Bamboo Spirit Ring with ease.

Tang San began to absorb this ten-year spirit ring that he had never absorbed before!

A gentle breeze drifted across the sky, making a rustling sound from the branches, and a faint scent of flowers came with the wind. When Tang San smelled this scent of flowers, he suddenly felt that his body felt much more relaxed.

Although he has awakened the Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit, absorbing plant spirit beasts can enhance the source of life, which is of great benefit to him.

This green bamboo is green all over, as if carved from beautiful jade, exuding a light luster, and a light and elegant fragrance comes out of the body, which is invigorating.

The Clear Sky Hammer hit the bitter bamboo hard, and a clearly audible cracking sound instantly sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender green bamboo tore through the air and stuck diagonally on the ground.

"Uh... no, absolutely not!"

Seeing Tang San begin to absorb the ten-year soul ring, Yu Dashi saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Tang San lowered his head and looked at his body. He found that he seemed to have grown taller and his shoulders were broader.

The absorption of the ten-year soul ring is very smooth. How smooth is it?

Tang San gritted his teeth and responded, then summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and struck it with one hammer.

"Tang San, do you think I'm discussing with you?"

At this time, Yu Dashu was not only resentful of Xiao He, but also resentful of Tang Hao.

It was obviously a compliment, but Tang San always felt that Xiao He was scolding him, and he couldn't find any evidence.

"Suck, I'll suck!"

As Xiao He said that, he closed his eyes and began to use his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings, searching for the location of Bitter Bamboo.

Tang San was immediately speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Tang San understood that this was the effect of his life source being slightly improved.

Tang San looked at him with a flattering face, nodding and bowing constantly.

"Hey, the absorption is complete, it seems to be going very smoothly!"

"Send Buddha to the West, help people everywhere, I will help you find it!"

Just kidding, if it were really the eighteen-year-old Kuzhu, then his first soul ring would have been wasted.

Tang San explained, a flash of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Then you should know that your opportunity has come!"

He said this, but in his heart Tang San cursed all eight generations of Xiao He's ancestors.

Xiao He smiled even brighter. He walked to Tang San, gently hugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Have you considered what kind of plant-type soul beast you will absorb as the first soul ring for your martial soul?"

?”

Tang San pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, desperately suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Oh, why bitter bamboo?"

Xiao He also seemed to notice the change in Tang San's expression, he stared at Tang San with a strange smile.

After a moment, Xiao He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Tang San with a smile.

Xiao He's eyes narrowed, he leaned close to Tang San's ear, and said with a smile: "Don't forget your identity, you are just my slave now, you just need to obey!"

This bitter bamboo, which was only eighteen years old, was smashed into two pieces by Tang San with the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Found it!"

Being frightened by Xiao He, Tang San quickly replied in a low voice.

This bastard actually dares to threaten me like this. When one day I become a serf and sing, I will kill you first to avoid future troubles!

"However, you can't be too ambitious. An eight-hundred-year-old soul ring is a bit difficult for you. Would you like to consider one with a lower age?"

As for Tang Hao, this trashy father who didn't protect his son, Yu Dashu also hated him!

It's just that hate is hate, Yu Dashu has no ability to retaliate at all, and can only be furious.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to absorb the eighteen-year-old bitter bamboo?"

At this moment, Xiao He's weird tone sounded again.

Xiao He looked at Tang San who stood up and asked with a smile: "Great God King Tang, what is your first soul skill?"

"Yes, yes, Tang San understands!"

Xiao He asked.

Hearing Xiao He's words, Tang San instinctively felt a sense of strangeness.

Let this unprecedented white spirit ring slowly attach itself to the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit in the palm of his right hand.

"Bitter Bamboo!"

"Jie Jie Jie, this is your first spirit ring. Tang San, go up and kill it, and then absorb it!"

"My soul skill is entanglement!"

Tang San had a gloomy face and responded sullenly.

"My mother's entanglement? This soul skill is indeed the most suitable for you, bar none!"

The corners of Xiao He's mouth raised slightly, his tone full of sarcasm.

(End of chapter)