Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

   Chapter 137 This child cannot be spared

  Tang San is very confident in his hidden arrows.

   The sleeve arrow in the wrist is a silent sleeve arrow that he carefully crafted. It hardly makes a sound when it is fired, and the speed of fire is extremely fast.

   He was confident enough to kill the porter without a sound.

   Even Old Jack, who was standing beside him, couldn't detect his secret movements.

   Ordinary things like the concierge can never avoid the shooting of the hidden arrows.

  Tang San grinned slightly, looking at the doorman who got up from the ground, his eyes gloomy:

   "You have a way to die. Even if you kill you, no one will find out that I did it. If there is no evidence, who can prove that I killed people? So, go to hell!"

not far away.

   In shadows invisible to the naked eye.

   Ye Qifeng looked at Tang San's actions and shook his head.

   The heart is worthy of being said, ah, the dog thing, a disagreement is the way to death, the concierge just said a few unpleasant words, you are going to kill someone? !

   hehe~~

  Ye Qifeng let out a laugh.

   sensed the deep cold aura around him, which seemed to be a little richer.

   then asked:

   "Elder Ghost, what do you think?"

The ghost next to   , his voice hoarse and low, commented a few words:

   "Look at that kid's movements just now. He has a few steps, grappling, and skillful application skills. It seems that he has practiced it."

   "And the concierge is just an ordinary person with little ability, otherwise he wouldn't fall down as soon as he fell, obviously not the opponent of that kid."

  Ye Qifeng smiled and nodded lightly.

   He naturally understood.

   That's because Tang San used the Tang Sect's secret skills that he had practiced for five years, the method of lightening his body, and the method of capturing to control the crane and capture the dragon.

   Even if you don’t have much strength, it’s not a problem to deal with ordinary people’s concierge.

   At this moment, the ghostly gaze fell on Tang San's raised left wrist, and his brows instantly wrinkled:

   "There's something wrong with that kid. I can see that there is something hidden on his left wrist. It's dangerous. He's going to kill that porter."

   "The concierge made rude words, mocked his parents, and taught him a lesson. It's understandable, but the crime is not enough to die, but he still wants to kill."

   "From this point of view, that kid is a narrow-minded, ruthless and ruthless."

   "His Royal Highness, shall we intervene?"

  Ye Qifeng shook his head with a smile, and pointed his finger in the direction of the door of Notting College:

   "No, someone will come out to stop him. Hey, it's coming."

   The ghost followed the instructions of His Highness the Son and was stunned for a moment.

   turned out to be an acquaintance.

   A person he can't despise.

   This person, the ghost has not seen or heard of it for many years.

  I thought he was dead.

  I didn't expect that he would hide in such a corner.

   No wonder the previous pope wanted to kill him, but he could not be found

   In front of Notting College.

   Tang San was about to activate the mechanism spring of Xiujian, fired Xiujian, killing the doorman in one fell swoop.

   "Okay, stop."

   At this moment, a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded like a drake.

   The sudden voice stopped Tang San's attempt, and also stopped the concierge's thought of grabbing Tang San and beating him hard.

  Tang San frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

   He didn't know who the person was coming, and how much he cultivated, whether he would find out his intention to shoot the doorman.

   Therefore, I dare not act rashly.

  Tang San returned to his expressionless face, and put down his left hand without a trace.

   However, the safety on the hidden arrow was not closed, and it was faintly facing the direction of the sound source.

  Tang San turned his head to look.

   I saw a middle-aged man with unkempt face, stiff cheeks to the point of sunken, stubby head, beard, and sackcloth sackcloth, walking out of the door of Notting College.

   The age of the middle-aged man is about forty or fifty years old.

   His appearance looks quite ordinary, even ugly, with a bit of laziness and decadence on his body.

  For some reason, Tang San felt a sense of intimacy.

   Oh, by the way, this laziness and decadence is almost exactly the same as the feeling on my father.

  Tang San couldn't help thinking of his father, Tang Hao.

   The look in the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly softened.

   This middle-aged man is exactly the pretentious master of trash, Yu Xiaogang, who has been staying at Notting College, eating and drinking, refusing to teach students knowledge in class.

   In the past few days, it was the registration time for the freshmen of Notting College.

   In order to find a talented genius to test his so-called martial arts theory, Yu Xiaogang came to the gate of Notting College every day to stand guard.

   I hope I can cut my beard to a talented student.

   But unfortunately, Nuoding Academy is only a remote primary soul master academy after all, and the students it recruits are not very talented.

   Almost all of the students have the aptitude below the third level of innate soul power, and none of the students have the aptitude of the fifth or sixth level of innate soul power.

  Students with such low talent, Yu Xiaogang simply disliked them, and did not even want to teach.

  How can his knowledge be passed on to these **** students?

   That is absolutely impossible.

  If you want to get into his eyes, you must at least be a genius with innate soul power level 7 or above.

   is thus qualified to receive his teaching.

   So, Yu Xiaogang came again and again full of hope, and returned again and again with disappointment.

  Today is the last day for new students to register.

  Yu Xiaogang, like the past few days, wanted to come over to see if he could pick up a good seedling with great talent.

   In fact, he has been by the side, listening to it for a long time.

   Watching the porter take the soul master certificate from Old Jack, Yu Xiaogang was also a little itchy, and wanted to go forward and take a look at the information recorded above.

   But seeing Tang San wearing tattered, patched clothes, he looked sloppy.

   Yu Xiaogang lost interest.

   His thoughts were actually the same as the concierge, and he also looked down on Tang San a little.

   What kind of qualifications can a dilapidated civilian have?

   must be another low-qualified student with only a little innate soul power.

  Yu Xiaogang sighed and shook his head. He didn't think there was any hope. After thinking about it, he still didn't go out.

   Until from the door, I heard something about Tang San's martial spirit and innate spirit power.

  Yu Xiaogang finally couldn’t stand anymore:

   "What? It turns out to be innately full of soul power? Martial soul or a waste martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass? Can Blue Silver Grass also be innately full of soul power? Just kidding?"

   "No, that's not right, Blue Silver Grass is just a waste of martial spirit, it can't be innately full of spirit power."

   "According to my excellent martial arts theory, it is inferred that the innate talent full of soul power must come from the genius of top martial arts."

   "So, that child's martial spirit is not Blue Silver Grass, but some kind of top martial spirit."

   "However, the Soul Master's proof should not be false. Although the Spirit Hall is not very good, the management of Spirit Awakening is still very strict."

   "So that child's martial spirit is really just Blue Silver Grass?"

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

   "By the way, there is another possibility, one twin, twin martial souls!"

   "Oh my God!"

  Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have discovered some great secret, a storm surged in his heart, his eyes bulged, and his breathing was short:

   "Such a genius, I absolutely can't let it go, I must have it in my pocket!"

   Just as Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, Tang San clashed with the concierge.

   Seeing that the concierge was about to grab Tang San, he gave him a beating.

   has already appointed Tang San as his future disciple, so Yu Xiaogang naturally wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

   So Yu Xiaogang immediately spoke up and stopped the porter's movements.

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   (end of this chapter)