Douluo’s Haotian Myth

Tang San carefully scrutinized the boy opposite the suspected clan brother.

His body is tall and straight, more than 1.8 meters, and his handsome face always has a calm momentum, exuding a strong self-confidence from the inside out. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the most noticeable thing was his eyes that were as deep as the stars, exuding an unparalleled look, and his half-long hair that was as black as ink was naturally scattered behind his head.

His skin was crystal clear, and there was a faint hint of Baoguang revealing that he stood out in the crowd with a decent azure blue team uniform.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San said seriously: "Tang San, forty-one control system soul sect, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, please advise."

Tang Bufan was slightly startled, "You must have learned my identity from Uncle Ning, so I won't introduce it, but my soul power is too strong for you, so use your full strength!"

Tang San nodded to show his understanding, and shot directly and decisively.

The fourth spirit ring lit up directly on his body, ready to cast the blue silver cage.

The moment Tang San's fourth spirit ring lit up, Tang Bufan's figure disappeared from the spot. Although he was not afraid of the blue silver cage, there was no need to deliberately feel the power of this spirit ability.

At the same time, a disappointed expression appeared on Tang San's face, and his mental power really couldn't lock onto Tang Bufan.

He pushed the Purple Demon Eye to the limit, and soon caught a blue figure attacking from the left. His expression remained unchanged, and he stepped on the ghost shadow and cast his Xuanyu hand to attack Tang Bufan.

Tang Bufan was slightly surprised, this clan brother has a lot of tricks! It's just a pity that I met myself.

His right palm turned into a palm, and slapped Tang San with a strong inner strength, before the palm reached Tang San's body, blocking all his escape routes.

Tang San was stunned, his whole body was locked by a powerful mental force, if this palm flinched, it would definitely be an overwhelming attack waiting for him, and his whole personality would be seriously affected, I'm afraid there will be no day to turn over again .

At this moment, he finally felt how much pressure his partners were under.

He couldn't help roaring, and under Tang Bufan's pressure broke out the strongest palm in his life.

Soon the two palms collided, and a powerful roar erupted.

Tang San knew from the very beginning that his palm was not the opponent's opponent, and his only purpose was to keep the opponent's palm out of his attack range.

Therefore, as soon as the two palms touched, he used the strength of the opponent's palm to quickly float towards the rear, leaving Tang Bufan's attack range.

But how could Tang Bufan's palm be so good? He was instantly injured, and a trace of bright red blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai and the others looked at the arena worriedly, even if they were as strong as Tang San, they were slightly injured in the first round. The only thing fortunate is that Xiaosan was temporarily out of his attack range.

Tang Bufan did not continue to attack, and glanced at Tang San with admiration, being able to use his own strength to take the opportunity to escape, very clever. If he doesn't, a maximum of three palms can end the game.

There was a wry smile on Tang San's face. Although the palm just touched it in a hurry, he could feel the unfathomable spirit power of the opponent, definitely deeper than Gao Zhangkong's, not to mention the sixtieth rank, but also Not far off.

Earth College.

Gao Changkong looked at this scene on the field with a solemn expression. This Tang Bufan was actually so terrifying. Although he knew that Shrek Academy would definitely lose, he didn't expect that they would lose so quickly.

And it seemed that even this Tang San couldn't last long.

VIP seat.

Salas looked at Ning Fengzhi proudly, "Let me just say, Shrek Academy will definitely lose!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a half-smile on his face, but he was also very shocked in his heart.

He originally thought that he had overestimated Tang Bufan, but he didn't expect the other party to refresh his cognition again and again.

Even if Tang Bufan said that he has now broken through to Soul Emperor, he still believes it.

Tang San took a deep breath, took back the blue silver grass, and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.

After all, the Blue Silver Grass is useless now, and the Clear Sky Hammer can at least be used as a weapon.

Seeing Tang San summoning the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Bufan was slightly startled, do you want to use the Chaotic Cloak Hammer?

This is indeed a good choice, but it has a fatal disadvantage, that is, he is more familiar with the chaotic cloak hammer method than him. Forget it, just give him some pointers!

Thinking of this, Tang Bufan swept towards Tang San.

Tang San's expression was solemn, his body began to rotate, and he immediately used the Random Cloak Hammer Technique.

Tang Bufan's expression changed slightly, and in an instant he increased his speed to the extreme, and began to move quickly around Tang San. Immediately, seven Tang Bufan figures appeared around Tang San, this was the seventh realm of Transfiguration, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the real.

Tang San's expression changed slightly, and with the help of Ziji Demon Eye, he finally saw Tang Bufan's body. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand smashed into one of the phantoms unceremoniously, but the next moment his expression changed drastically, and the hammer actually smashed into the air.

The next moment, a crystal-like jade-like left hand stretched out from behind him, hitting his back with a powerful force, and then his whole body was blown away by an unimaginably powerful force. In the air, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His body seemed to be falling apart, and the Xuantian Art's running line was directly interrupted by a force, and it was difficult to use internal force in a short period of time.

His eyes instantly lost the look of the past, and he looked like he had been severely hit.

After a full minute, Tang San got up from the ground, his eyes fixed on Tang Bufan in front of him, "Can you tell me, what is your strength?"

Tang Bufan stared into Tang San's eyes earnestly, before saying after a long time, "If you're not afraid of being hit, I can tell you, after all, everyone's surname is Tang."

Tang San's heart sank, no matter what he wanted to know the difference between the two sides, he nodded without hesitation.

Tang Bufan sighed lightly, his eyes were strange, his lips moved slightly, "My soul power just broke through the sixtieth level!"

Level 60, this was the answer he gave to Tang San after careful consideration, if it was less, Tang San probably didn't believe it at all, and more would not be good.

Seeing Tang San's shocked expression, Tang Bufan continued: "Actually, you don't need to be discouraged, it can be seen that you are still young, and you haven't practiced the Clear Sky Hammer. Even so, you can still become a soul at this age. Zong, even the fourth spirit ring is a ten thousand year spirit ring, even in the sect, no one can do it.”

Tang San's expression softened a little, "Then how old are you?"

Tang Bufan was stunned for a moment. Naturally, he couldn't tell his real age, so he asked, "Didn't Uncle Ning tell you how old I am? I'm twenty."

Tang San's eyes lit up, he is now fourteen years old, he still has about six years to catch up, twenty years old, sixty-level, it is entirely possible to do it with his talent.

Tang Bufan looked at Tang San's eyes to regain his confidence, and encouraged: "Come on!"

In this way, Tang Bufan defeated the seven Shrek players in a row by himself and won the game.