Douluo angel and knight

Chapter 400 Not enough time

How do you feel?
Generally speaking, there is a strange calmness, and the anger that is gushing from the heart!

Tang San is in this state now, from his face, he probably has no special emotions.

But from the slight trembling of his body, it can be seen that his heart is probably not very peaceful.

"Who is your father?!"

Killing the father and the enemy, I only knew before that Camelot or Wuhundian did it, but now I can pinpoint who it is, and I should know its name.

It's not the kind of father-son relationship that looks like strangers, if he can get revenge, he still wants revenge.

He and Tang Hao had a deep "father-son relationship" aside, Tang Hao's death had a great impact on his growth.

If that indomitable Haotian Douluo was still there, would Ning Fengzhi dare to shout at him? !
If Tang Hao was still there, would Wuhundian dare to treat Tang San as dispensable garbage? !

Whether it's because of the relationship between father and son, or because of what he has suffered, he can't ignore the killing of his father and enemy!
"you guess?"

However, Yang Ning didn't continue talking. When the spear was turned, the tentacles had to be detached from the barrel.

"Killing you, I think your father can't hide it either!"

It doesn't matter to Tang San, it's the same to collect a part of the interest first!

You kill my father, I kill your son, it is reasonable.

"Oh, you can try it?"

Yang Ning sneered, the spear danced, and came with a fierce offensive, without any nonsense at all.

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and a trident quickly appeared in his hand, facing Yang Ning.

"boom--"

The sound of gold and iron intersecting exploded in the ears, and the two weapons collided fiercely!
Tang San only felt severe pain in his arms, and he was pushed back several meters by Yang Ning.

Yang Ning didn't move at all!
There was a sneer at the corner of Yang Ning's mouth: "Would you like me to let you in, otherwise it would be impossible to avenge Tang Hao in the next life depending on the situation of your trash."

After finishing speaking, the spear in Yang Ning's hand disappeared, and he looked around.

"Snapped!"

A wooden stick appeared in Yang Ning's hands. The curved stick and the branches on it were full of irony.

— just snapped off a nearby tree.

"I hope you don't regret it before you die!" With such contempt, Tang San's eyes became even colder.

"Don't think I'm insulting you, I'm a paladin."

While pointing the wooden stick in his hand at Tang San, the spirit ring behind Yang Ning's head has emerged.

Tang San's eyes sank.

The opponent is a paladin, and he is just a traditional soul master. The battle armor he relied on in this competition has also disappeared.

The other party is really not insulting him.

But a nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart, and the anger that should not have arisen rose from the bottom of his heart.

This anger overwhelmed the anger of facing the son who killed his father and enemy, it was the anger of being despised and looked down upon by others!
This anger came so strongly, so inexplicably!
But Tang San didn't refuse, didn't suppress, he chose to comply with this anger.

The ghost shadow under his feet moved forward, and the trident stabbed out first!

Yang Ning also sprinted towards Tang San with a wooden stick in his hand, the speed was so fast that he almost turned into a phantom.

Obviously he was the last to make the move, but the last to come first.

Tang San's pupils dilated suddenly, and that wooden stick, which was harmless in anyone's hands, seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake.

The trident that had been stabbed suddenly changed direction, blocking the opponent's attacking long stick.

Tang San heaved a sigh of relief, but what followed immediately was even greater anger!
"Yang Wudi, the patriarch who claims to be the top three in the world of soul masters in terms of attack power, has only succumbed to my feet in previous lives. What kind of thing are you?" '

Yang Ning didn't know what Tang San was thinking, and didn't want to give him a chance to breathe, so he swung the stick, a typical sweeping posture!
This is a move that anyone with a stick-shaped object can use, but it is faster, more accurate, more ruthless, and stronger than Tang San imagined!

Tang San had no choice but to wave the trident again to resist.

"Dang!" With a loud noise, Tang San and his trident were sent flying.

"Crack~"

There was another sound of a tree being snapped.

Yang Ning looked at the wooden stick that had just been broken off in his hand, and the other wooden stick with only the tail left, and then at Tang San who was on guard, feeling a little helpless.

It's not that he doesn't want to chase, the stick is just a stick after all, and it's because of his superb skills that he can collide with the Wuhun to that extent.

It is true that some titled powerhouses have said that at a certain level, even if a paper weapon is held in the hand, it can be used as a magic weapon.

But obviously, he hasn't reached that level yet.

"I would like to advise you, I have been using a gun since I was a child, and my family is full of people who use guns.

"Return those disgusting tentacles of yours honestly."

Although there is no pursuit, it does not prevent the victory from being divided.

Maybe there is a bonus to the physical fitness of the soul ring exceeding the limit, but if a wooden stick beats a high-level martial soul like that, no one can open their eyes and say that the two have not yet won.

Tang San calmed down the qi and blood fluctuating due to Yang Ning's attack, but the two tentacles still held the trident firmly.

Of course he understood the meaning of Yang Ning's words.

——I have been playing with guns for more than ten years, and you just want to hit me with a fork?

However, if you ask me to change, I will change. Doesn't that make me lose face?

Seeing this, a hint of sarcasm appeared in Yang Ning's eyes.

Do you really think that this place is in the trajectory of fate, that if you just practice for half a month, you can match or even exceed the eating skills of others for more than ten years?

Yang Ning admits that there are geniuses in this world, and there are geniuses who can rival others' kung fu for more than ten years after just practicing for a period of time.

But that will only be one aspect, only a certain ability, not all aspects.

But what about the trajectory of fate?Tang San seemed to be a perfect man, full of skills all over his body.

All kinds of hidden weapon manufacturing have reached the full level, so it is normal for blacksmith skills to follow the level of master craftsmen.

All kinds of martial arts moves are equally genius?This can only be regarded as the genius stage.

Is the tactical arrangement still invincible?The theory of soul masters and the knowledge of soul beasts are also at the full level?It's a peerless genius.

Then enter the Sociability Academy for a year and become aristocratic?Know everything about astronomy and geography?Playing a game of fun and soul master competition is the temperament of a superior?
Finally, what about wisdom that is invincible?

Moreover, those who have completed all the above-mentioned studies will only be in their twenties when they finally become gods.

If it is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years and has learned all the above things, then it is normal, after all, time is there.

Can be more than 20 years old?Fighting and taking revenge while studying?
Really, masturbation is not so masculine.

Leaving aside whether I have the brain or not, there is not enough time.

What's more, Tang San didn't even have a brain.

If the trajectory of fate is a storybook, then the author's brain must be as underdeveloped as Tang San's, and he has extremely low self-esteem.

Fortunately, this is not the trajectory of fate.

(End of this chapter)