The Heavens: Beginning to teach the Tang God King to practice the Sunflower Collection

Chapter 88 Xiao Wu’s pseudonym Hatano Yuimai (please subscribe)

Author: braised donuts

Chapter 88 Xiao Wu’s pseudonym—Hatano Yuimai (please subscribe)

"it's time!"

Xiao He's eyes flashed, and he keenly caught Tang San's flaw.

The next moment, Xiao He pointed out instantly.

Zhao Bin subconsciously put away the wicker stick, and then pierced it out of thin air.

The sword shadows all over the sky condensed into a clear blue and cold sword light, piercing the air and directly striking Tang San's chest.

boom!!!

Tang San felt himself being hit by a huge force. He flew backwards and hit the floor heavily.

puff!!!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Tang San's face turned as pale as paper, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Why? Why did I lose?"

He is the reborn God King. Even if he has no divine power, he still has soul power and Tang Sect's unique skills!

With his soul power and Tang Sect's unique skills, he is enough to defeat soul masters at the soul king level, as evidenced by Ye Zhiqiu of Canghui Academy.

However, he was defeated, defeated at the hands of an ordinary person, and defeated so miserably,

"Third brother, are you okay?"

"Mistress, do you want me?"

"Tang San, how are you?"

Except for Dai Mubai, who was acting as a human chair, the Five Shrek Devils and Flanders all ran to Tang San's side with panicked expressions, asking with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little injury!"

Tang San shook his head, his eyes fixed on Xiao He: "How on earth did you do it?"

"Ah? You have to ask me how you can do something like this that you can do with just a few clicks of your fingers?"

Xiao He shrugged his shoulders, showed a joking smile, and said with a smile: "Then all I can say is, it's better to move your fingers, it's instinct!"

"Xiao He, don't go too far!"

Tang San was furious. He was extremely angry now. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

Regardless of whether it was his previous life or the one before him, Tang San was always pure and pure, a representative of unparalleled wisdom. When had he ever received such an insult?

However, everything he encountered in this life seemed to be saying: "You are trash, you are trash!"

"Yes, yes, I'm just so over the top, what can you do to me?"

Xiao He shrugged his shoulders, with an expression that said, "You can do nothing to me."

This made Tang San go berserk even more. He was thinking of various ways to kill Xiao He, but he found that it was useless.

"If you can memorize the operation routes of those sword skills just now and master them, you can at least become a titled Douluo in the future."

When Xiao He saw this, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, then looked at Zhao Bin and said lightly.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

After Zhao Bin heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and quickly knelt down to thank him.

Although he was just an ordinary person, Tang San was a soul master who defeated the Soul King, and he himself could defeat Tang San with those sword skills.

In other words, as long as you integrate these things and replace it with an iron sword, you can easily kill any soul king.

After all, Tang San had a lot of scars on his body. If it had been a sword, Tang San would have died hundreds of times.

"Well, you can leave now."

Xiao He waved his hand, signaling Zhao Bin to leave.

"Tang Shenwang, do you want to continue gambling now?"

Seeing that Zhao Bin had left, Xiao He asked Tang San again.

"I"

At this time, Tang San's face was very ugly, and he was filled with anger inside, but he had nowhere to release it, so he could only remain silent.

The four secret arts of the Tang Sect: the method of hand training [Xuanyu Hand], the method of eye training [Purple Demonic Eyes], the method of power control [Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons], and the method of body shape [Ghost Shadow and Disappearance].

[Xuanyu Hand] and [Ghost Shadow Trace] have both been cracked by Xiao He.

[Purple Demonic Eyes] will not only be ineffective against a mentally strong opponent, but will also have the opposite effect.

So, can I only compete with Xiao He in terms of control?

However, Xiao He had just controlled Zhao Bin to knock him down. This level of control was far beyond his imagination.

Compared with control, he will definitely lose!

"Haha, I think you should stop gambling. After all, you have no hope at all."

Perhaps seeing Tang San's hesitation, Xiao He couldn't help but persuade him.

"Bet, I want to bet again, this time we bet on forging!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and persisted. He didn't believe that Xiao He was really almighty. He believed that his forging skills could definitely crush his opponents.

"Pfft? Blacksmithing? Are you sure?"

Hearing these words, Xiao He couldn't help but laugh.

This Tang San is simply too funny, he actually chose to compete with a supreme being for forging?

Doesn't this guy know that their imperial weapons were all refined by themselves?

"Sure! I'm definitely better than you in this aspect!"

Tang San nodded, his face full of confidence.

"I don't care, but you have already lost three games, and now it's time to pay off the third game's gambling debt."

When he said this, Xiao He's eyes kept glancing back and forth at the Six Shrek Monsters, his naked malice completely undisguised.

"What do you want this time?"

Tang San asked with a cold face.

"Before I make my request, I have to ask a question."

Xiao He's eyes returned to Tang San, with a strange smile on his face, "How old is your aunt Tang Yuehua this year?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Tang San originally didn't want to answer, but looking at Xiao He's ferocious expression, he could only say helplessly: "My uncle is eight years older than my father, and my father is eighteen years older than my aunt."

"My father is fifty-seven years old this year, my uncle is probably seventy-one years old, and Aunt Yuehua is twenty-nine years old."

PS: Tang Yuehua’s age is a second guess here.

If according to the setting of Douluo's original work, Tang Yuehua was only a few years younger than Tang Hao, then when Tang San went to Yuexuan at the age of 19, Tang Hao was 64 years old, and Tang Yuehua should also be in his early 60s.

So the question is, what will Tang Yuehua look like when he is over 60 years old?

"Twenty-nine years old, that's not bad."

Hearing Tang San's answer, Xiao He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The third gambling debt belongs to Tang Yuehua. From today on, she will be my exclusive flannel ball!"

"What are you talking about? She is my aunt!"

Tang San was stunned. He had no idea that Xiao He would be so heartbroken.

"Stop chirping, you have no right to bargain!"

Xiao He looked at Tang San and revealed an evil smile, "Besides, I'm doing this for your own good. How can a younger sister like my elder brother? It's better to get rid of this idea as soon as possible."

"Xiao He, you are simply a devil."

Tang San clenched his fists loudly, his forehead was covered with veins, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

But he didn't dare to refuse now. After all, if he really didn't agree, Xiao He would definitely kill him.

For the sake of his own life, Tang San could only say secretly in his heart: "Aunt, my nephew is sorry for you, I can only suffer you!"

(End of chapter)