Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

When Tang San returned to Notting Academy, what he saw made him somewhat confused.

When he left, the work-study students and the ordinary students were on equal footing, and could fight at any time and anywhere. But when he came back, although both sides still ignored each other, there was no conflict, not even verbal conflict.

After a little questioning, Tang San knew the reason. Xiao Wu actually defeated Xiao Chenyu, the boss of the original school, and now became Xiao Wu's sister to most students in the school. At the same time, he also knew that Xiao Wu was already an eleventh-level soul.

Master, he used the first soul ring, which is still a century-old soul ring. The limelight has already overshadowed Murong Fu who made a big fuss on the first day.

Xiao Wu actually already has the first soul ring, isn't that faster than me? Tang San was a little surprised, but remembering the discussion between him and Xiao Wu the night before he went to the soul hunting forest, he couldn't help but reveal

A smile.

"I don't know if my speed will be faster after I have the spirit ring! I really remember the feeling of shooting a moving target last time!" Tang San smiled lightly.

Tang San wasn't really looking forward to the spar with Xiao Wu, because he knew he would definitely come. Sure enough, that night, he was dragged by Xiao Wu to spar. The originally fragile Blue Silver Grass was enhanced by the soul ring.

He became a lot more tenacious after that, which allowed him to gain a lot of advantage in the competition with Xiao Wu. But even so, he still almost failed in the face of Xiao Wu's suddenly accelerating soul skill.

Compared to Xiao Wu, Tang San was still looking forward to competing with Murong Fu. He always felt that Murong's classmate would be even more powerful!

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Murong Fu only found out about it on the third day after Tang San came back. He couldn't help it. It was a Friday when Tang San came back, so he was dragged by Xiao Wu to practice until midnight. On the weekend, Tang San went to the blacksmith shop in Notting City to find a job.

A job - the life of a work-study student is quite difficult.

As for Murong Fu, he was taken by senior Wei Qingqing and several other seniors for autumn outings around the city for two days on the weekend. Murong Fu was very suspicious that if he hadn't been a little too young, he would have been eaten by several seniors.

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As a result, the two only met each other in class on Monday, and then made an appointment to go to the most remote playground in the school to compete in the evening...

Murong Fu was also quite interested in the competition with Tang San. Tang San should have many secrets. Although knowing too many secrets could lead to a short life, this thing is indeed a bit uncontrollable.

At night, after all the classmates in the dormitory fell asleep, Murong Fu got up and jumped out of the window without opening the door. When he landed, his soul was lifted up without making any sound. He did not go directly to the agreed place, but relied on

After waiting under a tree next to the dormitory for a while, he saw Tang San tiptoeing out of the dormitory corridor window.

"No one saw it, right?" Murong Fu asked in a low voice.

"No! Only Xiao Wu noticed it, I lied to her about going to the bathroom." Tang San also lowered his voice.

Neither of them wants others to see their sparring. In other words, both of them plan to use some skills that they are reluctant to show in front of others!

Without saying anything, the two of them quickly left the dormitory under the cover of night and came to the remote playground. There were no idlers wandering out in the middle of the night, and there were no wild mandarin ducks. The playground was empty. There was a bright moon in the sky, but it was still dark below.

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"Murong classmate, do you need to light some bonfires?" Tang San said calmly with some arrogance: "I have some skills in my eyes, and I can see at night, just like during the day. I'm afraid it's more or less the same.

Got some advantages."

"It doesn't matter!" Murong Fu smiled and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "Although I don't have night eyes, this level is enough!"

"In that case," Tang San opened his stance: "Murong, please enlighten me!"

Murong Fu also raised one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, with a solemn face: "Please!"

Tang San was not polite, he made a mistake with his foot, swayed from side to side, he was already in front of Murong Fu, and struck out with a palm. Tang San's pace was very fast, and with the darkness of the night, if anyone else looked at it, this would be dazzling.

.But Murong Fu saw it clearly!

The first blow was tested by each other, but no one spared any effort or avoided it. Tang San struck with a palm, and Murong Fu also met with a palm.

With a loud sound, his palms collided.

Tang San stepped back six steps in a row, his brows raised slightly. Murong Fu only took five steps back, but he frowned slightly.

"Classmate Tang San, what a great fist!" Murong Fu moved his palms, and with that collision just now, he felt like he had hit a rock! And through the moonlight, he also noticed that Tang San's hand was shaking at the moment of the collision.

The palm of my hand actually emitted a faint green light, and was faintly crystal clear, as if it had turned into a piece of jade!

"Family Kung Fu! On the other hand, classmate Murong, the soul power is actually higher than I expected!" Tang San said with a smile, Xuan Yu's hands were Tang Sect Kung Fu, it is not wrong to say it is a family tradition. However, it is from a previous family.

Just pass it on!

"Come again!" Murong Fu roared softly, and this time he was the one to attack, using his palm as a sword and slashing towards Tang San's door.

This time, Tang San didn't block it, but sided away and reached out to grab Murong Fu's wrist. Murong Fu naturally wouldn't let him catch it, so he took a step forward and turned his palm into a claw, grabbing Tang San's armpit.

Tang San grasped the empty space with one claw, without panicking, he pressed down his arm and pushed Murong Fu's

Blocking it with his hand, he raised his leg and hit a knee. Murong Fu pressed his palm and used the force to jump up, hitting Tang San's face with both knees at the same time. Tang San raised his hand to block in front of him, and with a bang, Tang San

San retreated again, but immediately stepped on the ground, turned over and performed a roundhouse kick.

Murong Fu, who had not yet landed on the ground, could not escape, so he had to protect himself with his arms. There was another bang, but this time it was Murong Fu who stepped back.

"Ha! Okay, come again!" Murong Fu regained his interest, laughed loudly after landing, and rushed forward again. Tang San also showed joy on his face, and also rushed forward.

The two of them collided with each other with fists and kicks, either using their strength to fight or defeating the stronger with strength. They each used their own skills. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of rounds, and there was no difference between them!

Tang San secretly exclaimed, "It's awesome! Although Tang Sect is not good at fists and kicks, it can control cranes and capture dragons with its mysterious jade hands, which are also very powerful! However, although Murong Fu would deliberately avoid each other with fists and palms, he did not fall for it."

He was at a disadvantage. On the contrary, his ability to control the crane and capture the dragon seemed to be at a disadvantage!

When Murong Fu and Xiao Wu taught him before, Tang San knew that the other party had a very good grappling technique. Xiao Wu's rather exquisite jujitsu throwing skills were instantly broken and countered! However, his own crane control

Even Capturing the Dragon couldn't suppress it, which Tang San hadn't expected before. And the weird and cunning steps of ghosting and shadowing didn't seem to work in front of classmate Murong!

Not only that, Murong also had a very powerful leg skill, but it was useless! Because he was afraid of the continuous kick skills, Tang San always chose to play short with Murong closely, not daring to distance himself.

Finally, their arms collided and they separated again, each taking a few steps back.

Murong Fu moved his wrists and arms and collided with Tang San's fist, which was quite painful.

Tang San also frowned slightly. Although he seemed to have gained a bit of advantage by relying on the firmness of Xuan Yu's hand, this advantage was far from an advantage. Moreover, he had a feeling that Murong Fu still had reservations!

Although I have my own reservations, the Tang Sect’s most powerful weapon is the hidden weapon! But this is a competition with Murong, not a life and death fight. There is no point in using hidden weapons!

Unknowingly, Tang San's competitive spirit was aroused by Murong Fu. He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Classmate Murong, I am going to use my martial spirit!"

"That's very good," Murong Fu nodded, his eyes solemn: "I have been waiting to see classmate Tang San's soul skills for a long time!"

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The first time you fight against Tang San, should you win, win, or win?