Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Good guy!

After the seven Soul Douluos have trained well, they can all kill Titled Douluo, right?

As expected of a martial arts cultivator, he is very powerful!

Tang Lan was in a good mood and became much more pleasing to Dai Mubai.

"Mu Bai, if you want to join, I would certainly welcome you."

"But you have a special identity. The Tang Sect is in the Tiandou Empire after all."

"How about giving me the status of an outer disciple?"

Dai Mubai smiled bitterly.

I thought that by lowering my status, I could have a chance of survival.

结果

Better than nothing!

"Mubai, thank you, Sect Master!" Dai Mubai saluted with his fists clasped.

Tang Lan skillfully picked up the spiritual light ball and pushed it to Dai Mubai.

It contains the first three levels of the Nine Yang Divine Art and one of the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation techniques.

The former sublimates Dai Mubai's soul power and transforms it into the extremely strong and masculine Nine Yang Divine Art internal force, amplifying his strength in all directions.

Needless to say, the latter will be useful when you reach the divine realm in the future.

Dai Mubai absorbed the spiritual light ball and understood its value.

The feeling of loss that had originally appeared suddenly became one of excitement!

Needless to say, the Nine Yang Divine Art is perfect for him - Ning Rongrong wanted to learn it but was rejected.

The Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation is even more outrageous. It can gather the strength of seven people and amplify it sixty-four times?

Is this the treatment for outer disciples?

Is it because Tang Lan is hindered by the conflict between the two empires and uses outer disciples to cover up his tracks?

Dai Mubai bowed his hands and said seriously -

"Once you enter the Tang Sect, you will be a disciple of the Tang Sect for life."

"No matter what happens to Mu Bai in the future, if I am ordered to do something, I will go through fire and water!"

The original intention is to say,

Even if Dai Mubai regains the throne, he will not forget his roots.

But Tang Lan didn't care at all.

Dai Mubai has the hope of becoming a god in the future, so why would he care about the Xing Luo Empire?

Just follow me to the divine realm and be a pendant to increase your combat power.

He waved his hand to let Dai Mubai go while he went to practice martial arts.

Tang Lan continued to swing the hammer.

He ignored Ma Hongjun's angry look in the distance.

aside,

Flanders had no choice but to see Tang Lan targeting him.

Ma Hongjun had already offended Tang Lan, and even with his mediation, the first impression was extremely bad.

I am lazy and unwilling to endure hardship, and now I give up when I hit a wall.

If Ma Hongjun showed any courage, Flanders would lower himself to plead for mercy.

But now.

"Hey--"

Compared to Flanders's sad face, Zhao Wuji didn't have so many thoughts.

Of the eight students, six entered the Tang Sect.

Unable to hold back any longer, he moved closer to Tang Lan.

"Hey! Well, I also want to join the Tang Sect. What's the process?" Zhao Wuji went straight to the point.

Don't worry about being rejected at all.

I'm 50 years old now and I can understand people's hearts better.

Tang Lan's ambition is obvious.

His potential as Acalanatha has not been exhausted yet, so it won't be a problem for him to be promoted to a Soul Douluo in the end.

He doesn't have Ma Hongjun's bad habits either.

It's impossible to be rejected, it's just a matter of status.

"Teacher Zhao is also joining?" Tang Lan pretended to be embarrassed and said, "The dean's side."

"Hey! I'm just Shrek's teacher, not selling myself to him, Flanders." Zhao Wuji said casually.

Things have come to this point, Tang Lan stopped pretending.

"With Teacher Zhao's strength, it is definitely not suitable for me to be a disciple."

"Then we will create a martial arts hall to focus on fighting, and you will be the head of the martial arts hall first. How about that?"

Zhao Wuji nodded repeatedly in satisfaction.

Although the Tang Sect is still small, he, a seven-ring soul saint, should at least be an elder.

But Tang Lan’s father is Haotian Douluo!

It's great that he, a seven-ringed soul saint, can be the hall master.

"Master, you can call me Zhao Wuji, Lao Zhao, or Wuji from now on." Zhao Wuji said sensibly.

Didn’t you realize that this rough guy is quite sensible?

Tang Lan originally only planned to give a seal of immortality.

现在

Give me the first level of Nine Yang Divine Art.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 42 Zhu Zhuqing breaks off the engagement! Thirty years later?

Tang Lan condensed the spiritual light ball and rolled it out casually.

Zhao Wuji couldn't wait to accept it.

He resigned and ran away to study hard.

If he didn't have to use the gravity soul skill, he could just run away and disappear!

Flanders saw it with complicated eyes.

Although he also coveted Lingbo Weibu.

But unlike Zhao Wuji, he has Shrek's concern.

If he, the dean, joins the Tang Clan again,

Who has the final say in Shrek?

How should his disciple Ma Hongjun deal with himself?

So he had no choice but to watch.

Fortunately.

Shrek's other three teachers were all focused on teaching and had no intention of joining the Tang Sect.

"call--"

"call--"

"call--"

This is Oscar swinging the hammer.

The hundred-jin casting hammer doubled three times under the influence of gravity.

As an auxiliary soul master, Oscar's hand holding the hammer was trembling.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, with amazing willpower.

unfortunately,

Every time the hammer is swung about 10 times, both hands will lose strength and cannot grasp the casting hammer.

Physical strength will not be enhanced by willpower.

But Oscar is an auxiliary soul master.

"I have a big sausage!"

He fucked three recovery sausages in a row and recovered some of his physical strength.

Oscar continued to swing the hammer, the handle of the hammer was covered with blood, but he did not waver at all.

This made Flanders very happy.

Oscar never made him worry too much about his cultivation.

Looking at Ma Hongjun again, that hatred!

You have to practice hard!

On the same day,

Oscar swung the hammer 1430 times and exceeded the task.

The price is blurred hands, exhausted physical strength, and bottomed out soul power.

Shao Xin couldn't hold the spoon steady during the meal. The distressed Shao Xin fed him a few jelly beans and carried him back to the dormitory.

Xiao Wu couldn't bear to see it.

"Tang San, Oscar's attitude is still good, so you don't have to insist on it for seven days, right?"

Tang San was equally surprised.

The number of times he swings the hammer in a day is only just over 3,000 - this is still assisted by the random cloak hammering technique.

Oscar can

But he was also unwilling to accept a disciple.

"Let's see again." Tang San declined.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and asked Tang Lan for help - please take care of your brother!

Tang Lan also felt that

What a great idea!

Tang San received the auspiciousness in order to repay the favor of saving his life.

You can teach them whatever you want and let them go.

But not Oscar!

From now on, it will still be the same college when you look up and look down.

Is it okay to not show some real skills?

But as long as you teach carefully, your cultivation time will inevitably be delayed.

Wonderful!

He immediately pressed his hand to signal Xiao Wu not to worry.