Douluo: Steal Tang San's Luck and Become Stronger

"Then what did you do when you sneaked into my dormitory in the middle of the night two nights ago?"

"brush--"

"brush--"

The eyes of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were instantly locked on Ning Rongrong!

Xiao Wu even let go of her hand and frowned.

——Why is there another guy trying to steal my brother?

Ning Rongrong panicked!

"No! It's not what you think!"

"I used to just be"

Ning Rongrong was stuck.

How to say?

That she went to steal bullets and was forced to play roulette?

How could she reveal this dark history?

this moment,

She experienced it personally and understood Dai Mubai's situation just now.

——It’s so frustrating!

"Why don't you speak?" Tang Lan repeated: "I just said a few words. You won't be angry, right? No, right?"

That sinister tone made Dai Mubai feel happy!

The sect master still has a way to cure this little witch.

but

He glanced at Tang Lan vaguely.

They all have Xiao Wu as their company, and they are still ambiguous with Zhu Zhuqing.

Now Ning Rongrong is going to attack at night again?

This sect leader is so romantic!

Feeling the hurtfulness of words, the aggrieved Ning Rongrong reluctantly apologized to Dai Mubai.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words. I was the one who poked your wound."

Dai Mubai snorted with a cold face and wanted to turn around and leave.

But thinking that Tang Lan is still there.

He said in a cold voice: "Let's leave it as it is."

He strode out of the cafeteria with quick strides.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was about to leave, instead continued to wash the dishes, his eyes drifting towards Tang Lan.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu pouted and said, "What night? Why don't I know?"

Tang Lan glanced at Ning Rongrong, who stood up awkwardly and fled the cafeteria.

This is the complete story of what happened that night.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't that matter.

Tang San's focus was peculiar.

"Brother, the first batch of bullets manufactured had no anti-theft features, which is a hidden danger."

Oh!

Tang Lan was negligent.

Fortunately,

There are also those with the old version of bullets, namely Zhu Zhuqing, himself, Tang San and Xiao Wu.

They are all our own.

"Then you should collect the bullets, Xiao Sanzi, and replace them with new ones." Tang Lan said.

"Okay bro."

Let's stop here.

Zhu Zhuqing also washed the dishes and left in a cat-like manner.

Tang Lan was eating delicious food, his eyes fell on Oscar.

Ma Hongjun is lazy, greedy, lustful and doesn't like to practice cultivation.

Oscar is at the other extreme.

He has a strong character and clear goals. He was in a scrapped state last night, but now he can walk.

But

It is also in a low-health state.

I am afraid.

On the playground.

Just as Tang Lan expected.

Oscar's physical condition is very poor.

Although he was swinging the hammer with all his strength, the bloodstains on the handle proved that he was not at ease.

But he acted as if he didn't feel anything and just gritted his teeth and persevered.

If you can’t do it anymore, eat some intestines and then continue swinging the hammer.

Repeatedly.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh - it would be great if Oscar and Ma Hongjun's martial spirits were exchanged!

The food-type is lazy and gluttonous, while the attack-type is hardworking and persevering.

It sounds like a good match.

Now.

Flanders roared frequently.

"Ma Hongjun!"

"Add another 150 pounds to my load!"

"You're so lazy even when running laps, go do some push-ups!"

"What kind of obscene posture are you in? Are you going to fuck the floor?"

"Stand up straight!"

Flanders stood in front of Ma Hongjun and stared at him.

Everyone else is very self-disciplined and just takes a look occasionally.

Ma Hongjun has become autistic after being scolded - if I had known it would be so hard, I would have swung a sledgehammer with Oscar!

Tang Lan has also been following the Oscars.

This is a tough guy!

Because he and Ning Rongrong were both auxiliary soul masters, they were not recognized by Ning Fengzhi.

After five years of training on the mainland, he created a "mirror intestine" that could copy 5% of the combat power of others, making himself a strong attacker.

In the future, he will become the first Food-type Titled Douluo.

Among the Shrek Seven Devils, only Oscar is impeccable.

so.

Tang Lan planned to help him.

——Otherwise, if Oscar fails, who will delay Tang San?

He disbanded Lei Yan Haotian Hammer and came to Oscar.

The latter was still swinging the hammer mechanically, and even though a living person was standing in front of him, he didn't react much.

——He is now persevering purely by will.

But my body is almost reaching its limit and will collapse in the next two days.

Tang Lan threw out a life soul, the Blue Silver Emperor, which served as a link to input the internal force of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

While repairing Oscar's damaged body, he also mobilized his soul power to operate the first level of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

Oscar followed instinctively.

Under Tang Lan's hands-on instruction, he quickly mastered the first level, and the loose soul power transformed into misty purple air.

His physical condition was mostly restored with the nourishment of the Nine Yang Divine Art's internal energy.

Oscar consciousness returns.

Noticing the changes in his body, his eyes were filled with excitement.

Is this the soul power route that the dean said could cure the fat man’s evil fire?

but

"Thank you." Oscar asked puzzledly, "But why?"

Why teach him?

"I'd love to." Tang Lan said casually.

Turn around and leave.

Oscar was left with a complicated expression.

genius

Are you all so willful?

But he quickly put his thoughts aside and swung the hammer faster.

Then more surprises were discovered!

While swinging the hammer, activate the first level of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

It can warm up sore muscles and help them recover faster.

The condensed purple internal energy also has an amplifying effect on his soul skills!

Recovery Sausage has been strengthened by approximately 10%.

As one grows, the other shrinks.

It could barely cover the energy consumed by his hammer swing.

It’s just that the body is always on the edge of its limit and still needs strong willpower to support it.

But at least there is hope of completion!

Tang San naturally also noticed this change.

The look that drifted towards Tang Lan couldn't help but be filled with resentment.

Bro, what are you doing?

The goal he set at the beginning was to make it impossible for Ma Hongjun to complete the task, let alone win an Oscar.

Now let’s do this.

Tang San was thinking, does it still count?

Night falls.

Oscar carried his bruised body, ate a few of Shao Xin's candy beans, and was barely able to move back to the dormitory by himself.