The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 163 You Sing, I Come On

"Dai Mubai?"

"Dare to fight or not?"

Feng Xiaotian shouted to Dai Mubai from a distance.

Afterwards, he added loudly: "Speak back, be quick and easy like a man, show your rampantness before, don't be cowardly at the critical moment!"

Dai Mu blushed.

Cut it straight like a man?
Is he still a "dude"?

You scolded the "man" Dai Mubai.

What does it have to do with my "not a man" Dai Mubai?
However, Tang San couldn't bear it.

Anyway, it was all discussed before, although there were only two or three short sentences, but he still stood up with a calm expression on his face: "Before, Mubai was injured in our Shrek Academy's internal sparring, I will do it Your opponent, if you don't worry about bearing the reputation of being invincible and insist on letting Mubai fight with you, then I won't stop you, but I don't know what you think!"

Feng Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Looking at Tang San with an inexplicable expression.

With his IQ, of course he could understand that Tang San's words were just excuses, but if he continued to ask, even if Dai Mubai finally challenged him, he would leave an "aggressive" impression in the eyes of others.

and so……

"What's your name?"

Feng Xiaotian stood on the metal platform.

Folding his arms, his tone was full of perfunctory.

It's not that he's being too proud.

Rather, in his eyes, and also in the eyes of many people, Shrek Academy is just a little-known small academy, even if there are a few geniuses, and the top geniuses in the major soul master academies There is still a big gap, and there is no need to pay attention to it.

not to mention……

Feng Xiaotian can still fly...

But Tang San didn't think so!

Walking past Lin Chaoci and Xiao Wu, the group of soul masters who watched separately walked to the bottom of the metal platform, and immediately stepped hard, turning into a black shadow and standing on the metal platform.

Politely smiled at the wind and bowed to the sky.

The tone was colder than Feng Xiaotian: "Tang San."

"Feng Xiaotian."

Feng Xiaotian didn't mean to talk nonsense.

After signing up, he summoned his martial soul again.

but……

Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Thick blue and silver vines rose up from this metal platform impressively, not only blocking Feng Xiaotian's flight route, but also sealed Feng Xiaotian's dodging route.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, something seemed to come to mind.

Glancing calmly at the ceiling of the auditorium, my heart suddenly "thumped", and for the first time, I had the idea that the battle situation was out of control.

no way.

This is the site advantage.

Don't look at the metal platform's great restrictions on Tang San, the spreading speed of the blue silver vines is far from the speed of spreading on the stone platform, but the existence of the ceiling restricts Feng Xiaotian even more seriously - when all the blue silver vines After it grows upwards to meet the ceiling, he will turn into a small bug with flapping wings, exhausting the last bit of strength in this spider web woven by blue and silver vines!
As for saying...

Why didn't he consider lifting the ceiling...

Didn't you hear Meng Shenji said "comparison" before?

Lifting the ceiling is to show that you can't afford it!
Kamikaze Academy can't afford to lose this person!

but……

"Your self-created soul skills are very interesting."

Tang San smiled and took out a sledgehammer for blacksmithing from the storage soul guide, weighed it twice, and then put on a strange posture:

"I once learned a few hands from a blacksmith."

"Don't dare to say anything about self-created soul skills."

"However, I think that hitting you is enough!"

Seeing this scene, Zhi Lin and Bai Baoshan frowned slightly.

After looking at each other, they looked at Mengshenji.

Mengshenji also knew the meaning of these two people, carefully looked at the hammer in Tang San's hand, seemed to be emotional, and seemed to be explaining to everyone, said to Zhilin and Baibaoshan unhurriedly:
"It's okay, it's just a hammer."

"This kind of thing is not even considered a weapon."

"The rules don't say you can't use a hammer."

"The strength of a soul master should not be viewed in such a one-sided manner. Weapons, armor, and self-created soul skills are all external things. Is it possible to deny the power of a soul master just because these things are external objects?"

Meng Shenji's words choked everyone.

However, most people didn't bother with the hammer.

As Dream God Machine said.

A hammer...

Could it be possible to turn the sky upside down...

However, there are always some people whose thinking is out of bounds!

Just like Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Huo Wushuang, Shui Bing'er, and Shui Yue'er, their expressions changed slightly after Tang San took out the hammer, as if thinking of something that shouldn't but is possible thing.

Yu Tianheng even turned his head to look at Yu Xiaogang in Shrek Academy.

Then, suppressing doubts, he turned his head.

"what happened?"

Yufeng seemed to sense something was wrong with the atmosphere in the team.

He looked at Dugu Yan who was suddenly silent.

He looked at Yu Tianheng with a solemn face again.

Scratching his head, he asked awkwardly.

"It's nothing."

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth: "Is that right, Yanzi?"

"what?"

"Oh, oh, yes!"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Dugu Yan said absently.

Then, it seemed like a charade.

Leaning to Yu Tianheng's side, he said in a low voice: "The closed-door disciple that your uncle has accepted is really someone's child, right?"

"Who knows..."

Yu Tianheng smiled wryly and shook his head.

Surnamed Tang, it's nothing.

It's okay to dance with hammers.

Wuhun is blue silver grass, that's nothing.

But these three conditions added together...

In addition, who is his brother-in-law's fanatic...

The problem is big! ! !
The new era has indeed arrived, but this does not mean: since the new era has arrived, the old era will disappear!

Those who are famous in history will live forever, or they will be infamous for thousands of years.

Will Tang Hao live forever?

No one knows.

Will Tang Hao be infamous forever?

No one knows.

However, Tang Hao will definitely go down in history!

Just because he is the only man who beat the current pope to death since the Wuhun Temple was established for thousands of years!

And Tang Hao's wife, it is said, is a 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor...

Feng Xiaotian didn't expect this level.

He is in the game.

I can't understand the situation at the moment.

Seeing Tang San accumulating energy, he became a bit interested, taking advantage of the remaining soul power, Feng Xiaotian didn't hesitate, just like hitting Shi Mo before, he continued to swing the Gale Wind Demon Wolf 36 Slash!
but……

In front of the Chaotic Wind Hammer Method...

Galewind Demon Wolf 36 Zhan is a younger brother!
Do not!
It should be said - the door is like an axe!
Tang San stepped on the blue silver vine, and with the help of the ubiquitous borrowing points, he had a head-to-head confrontation with Feng Xiaotian who was flying in mid-air but could not move!

Three hammers!

Just three hammers!

Feng Xiaotian sensed something was wrong!
The opponent's hammering technique was more subtle than he had imagined, and the increasing power ratio of each hammer was even more exaggerated than his Gale Demon Wolf's 36 Slashes!

"Seventeen cuts!"

"It's just seventeen cuts!"

"He is a level 34 soul master, and he can use the No. 17 hammer to compete with the No. 39 chopping court of my level 17 soul master!"

"This kind of hammering method will never be unknown!"

"It's even more impossible for a blacksmith to teach him!"

Feng Xiaotian roared in his heart.

With great effort, he swung the No.18 chop.

Tang San also swung the No.18 hammer.

The turbulent wind spread.

Shaking the white tablecloth off the field.

A black shadow flew out.

It hit several thick blue and silver vines.

Finally, land slowly.

Several blue and silver vines were broken, burying this figure in disarray, and for a while, it was unclear who the person who flew out was.

but……

When Tang San held the half-broken hammer, stood firmly on the metal platform, raised his arms high, and signaled that he was the final winner, the moment he broke into everyone's field of vision...

The hall was full and there was no sound!

Feng Xiaotian, the winner just now, lost!
Lost in the hands of an unknown boy!

"Ah."

"Played well."

Lin Chaoci took a bite of the apple slowly.

Then, put the apple down.

Picking up the napkin, she wiped her hands gracefully.

Next...

Tang San should challenge him...

This is the script he wrote a long time ago...

after all……

"You are not a magnanimous person!"

Looking at Tang San who raised his arms high on the metal platform.

Lin Chaoci, who was sitting off the court, thought to himself.

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