Chapter 6 Tang 3's Horror! I Bet There Are No Stones in Your Arms!

Tang San walked out of the Holy Spirit Village briskly.

While walking, I was thinking about how to make Brother Feng lose better without hurting Brother Feng as much as possible.

"My secret weapon is a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, but I don't have a hidden weapon forged right now, but even an ordinary stone can exert great power in my hands."

Tang San felt the stones in his arms and cuffs.

This is only what he occasionally uses to practice many hidden weapon techniques, so as not to become unfamiliar.

But after all, it is not a real hidden weapon, and its power is limited.

But the damage to children is still very large, a pebble, if you control it yourself, and pack it out in a big bag, it will not be a problem.

"Wait a minute, you don't need hidden weapons... Just use basic fists and kicks. You can also use Xuan Tian Gong... Judging from the situation of Brother Feng climbing the mountain that day, his physical fitness is slightly worse than mine... If he uses Xuan Tian Gong, In addition, these days, the improvement brought by wielding a giant hammer and hitting the iron, I am afraid that Feng Ge will be unable to bear it."

Tang San pondered, "Should, just rely on physical fitness, plus basic boxing skills, it should be enough."

This is just Tang San's normal thinking.

He didn't mean to look down on Brother Feng.

Although it was only a child fighting, Tang San has always been an extremely serious person.

Now that he said it, if Brother Feng didn't feel 'lonely', Tang San would definitely do what he said before thinking about it.

Not long after, Tang San came to an empty forest.

Still, it's the same woods.

Tang San saw Brother Feng.

I saw Wang Feng, standing in the distance, with his hands on his back, his back facing him, and looking at the sky.

A master style!

It's just that he is too small, and although he has a demeanor, he looks a bit funny.

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched as he watched, not to mention, Brother Feng's back looks like a strong man.

just too small...

I don't know when.

The breeze is rising.

The branches rustled.

Brother Feng's clothes are brand new, unlike himself, they were washed white.

However, the back is lonely.

"You're here." A faint voice came from Brother Feng's mouth.

"I'm here." Tang San nodded.

"I knew you would come." Wang Feng continued to say lightly.

"Of course I will come, isn't it agreed?" Tang San wondered.

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly turned around and stared at Tang San. After a long time, he slowly said, "Almost a month has passed."

"Well, twenty full days." Tang San nodded.

Wang Feng sighed, "It's been a long twenty days."

Tang San was even more puzzled: "Twenty short days..."

But inexplicably, Tang San felt a rare bitterness in Brother Feng's tone!

Coupled with this situation, Tang San felt unspeakably heavy, and for a while, he was speechless.

After all, twenty days, for him, was the blink of an eye.

But Tang San didn't know that these twenty days seemed like years to Wang Feng!

The arduousness of the training, almost every moment, is destroying people's will.

Fortunately, Wang Feng knew that there were Meteor Tears, otherwise, he would have died of such a life-threatening exercise.

"Hey...Little San'er, even though you haven't read Gu Long's novels, this one is okay...hahaha!"

Wang Feng laughed suddenly, destroying the heavy atmosphere in an instant.

What he said just now was a short conversation between Fu Hongxue and Yan Nanfei in Gu Long's novel.

Unexpectedly, Xiao San'er really met him.

This laughter suddenly made Tang San's forehead float a black line.

Brother Feng is really unpredictable...sometimes heavy, sometimes laughing.

"bring it on!"

Wang Feng's tone suddenly changed!

His voice just fell.

Tang San kicked his right foot on the ground, and ran towards Wang Feng extremely fast, an uppercut hit him in the face, hitting Wang Feng's side face.

At his speed, he was of the same age, and he would definitely be knocked down with one move, and he would not be able to react at all.

Even an adult man is not good at parrying.

However, at the moment when the punch was about to hit Wang Feng's cheek, when the calcium carbide flared, Wang Feng's head moved slightly back an inch as if it had entered bullet time.

It is this inch, and it is dangerous and dangerous to avoid this punch!

The punch was empty, Tang San didn't stop at all, using his elbow as a weapon, he continued to attack Wang Feng's shoulder.

Wang Feng just laughed lightly, and moved sideways a few inches, dangerously and dangerously, avoiding the elbow.

Seeing this, Tang San was a little surprised. He didn't expect Brother Feng to always avoid him when he was about to hit him.

"coincide?"

Tang San frowned, and immediately his fists and feet were mixed with all kinds of unrestrained offensives, like a tide, attacking Wang Feng wave after wave.

If you look at it from a distance, you can see a little boy, shot with a stern look, very disciplined to another little boy with a smile, fists and feet.

But this smiling little boy was unscathed, and he just didn't let the attacking little boy touch a corner of his clothes!

ten minutes later.

Tang San missed another punch, then stepped back, looking at Brother Feng.

Incomparably horrified!

If it is said that the first two attacks are coincidental.

But the next period of time is a bit scary!

His own offensive has never stopped, even two adult men will be beaten down by his own offensive, and there is no way to fight back.

Brother Feng didn't get a trick of his own!

'He seems to be able to see through all my attacks! There is only one possibility, his speed is much faster than mine! ’

Tang San was shocked in his heart.

You know your physical fitness! Brother Feng…

This is the case.

In Wang Feng's eyes, all of Tang San's attacks seemed to be slowed down at least three or four times!

Even if he closed his eyes and chewed on the blue silver grass, he could avoid it.

All of Tang San's attacks, to him, seemed to have entered the bullet time in the game, he could dodge as much as he wanted!

At this point, Wang Feng probably has a vague limit to his own strength.

'It seems that I have to use Xuan Tian Gong to increase speed and strength, and solve the battle within three punches! ’

Wang Feng's speed aroused Tang San's fighting spirit.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the Xuan Tian Gong in Luck's body charged towards Wang Feng again.

This time, his speed has at least doubled!

Come rushing like lightning!

Wang Feng condensed slightly, and thought to himself: Could this be Xuan Tian Gong?

I also have an energy in my body. I don’t know how it compares to the internal force generated by Xiao San’s practice of Xuan Tian Gong?

Every time the body exceeds the limit, the meteor tears will overflow with energy, flow through the whole body, and finally stay a few inches below the abdomen.

Normally, Wang Feng would not use this special energy.

While thinking about it, Wang Feng still didn't use it this time.

Because Wang Feng felt that with Tang San's speed, he was still able to dodge.

But this time, Wang Feng did not dodge.

After having a clear understanding of his own speed, Wang Feng wanted to try his own strength.

It just so happened that the mistress who used Xuan Tian Gong was a perfect target.

One punch, hit.

Wang Feng first turned his body sideways, his eyes flashed brightly, without avoiding or flickering, he swung his right fist, directly facing Tang San's fist, and greeted him.

Seeing this, Tang San was surprised, but he didn't expect Brother Feng to stop flashing this time!

Still choose to collide with yourself?

was thinking.

boom!

Two fists collide!

A muffled collision sound erupted!

The next moment, Tang San's expression changed, only to feel a huge force coming from Brother Feng's fist, making his fist numb!

Ding Ding Deng!

Unable to stop, Tang San took a dozen steps back, before stabilizing his body.

I was terrified again.

His own punch was much stronger than that of an adult. At about 200 jins, and with the luck of Xuantian Gong at this time, his strength increased greatly.

With this punch, at least 400 jin goes up...

Although it has been expected that Feng Ge, who is very fast, will not be too weak.

But I never thought that I couldn't bear it at all!

This means that Brother Feng's punch definitely surpasses himself by a lot!

"Could it be that I read it wrong? Brother Feng climbed the mountain that day... Although he did not show great strength, his physical fitness would not possess such strength!"

Tang San was horrified again and again, "It's stronger than my Xuan Tiangong... It's incredible! Brother Feng's hiding is too good, right?"

Thinking of these years, seeing Brother Feng slack every day, Tang San couldn't help twitching.

But what Tang San didn't know was...

'I only used 50% of my power...'

Wang Feng calculated in his heart that his physical fitness far surpassed that of Tang San.

But the key to innate soul power is not just physical fitness.

But this energy in the body!

Wang Feng had read most of the novel Douluo Dalu, and now he has forgotten a lot, but he still read it very carefully.

Tang San was able to be innately full of soul power, it was because he cultivated to the first level of Xuan Tian Gong, and the internal power generated in his body, which was later transformed into soul power!

Therefore, this energy in one's own body is the key to the innate soul power!

'However, innately full of soul power, I shouldn't have to run. The energy in my body exceeded the limit for the fourth time. Although the meteor tears overflowed a lot, the quantity did not increase, but the quality was higher. ’

Wang Feng knew that this should be the reason for the Douluo Continent's rules. It is necessary to have a spirit ring in order to obtain more energy.

Just like Tang San, Xuan Tian Gong has never been able to break through the first layer.

At this time.

Tang San suddenly said solemnly: "Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to be so strong, but I have to be serious. I won't admit defeat easily!"

Wang Feng was slightly stunned by those words that were full of anger.

Did the little three use a hidden weapon?

Tang San, the genius in the Tang Sect, the hidden weapon, is what he is best at!

Tang San touched his chest and cuffs with his palm...

Seeing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but smile and said:

"Little San'er, what are you doing with your chest? Is it possible that you are going to throw stones at me?"

Hearing this, Tang San paused and didn't speak, but felt that Brother Feng was extremely sensitive.

Wang Feng naturally knew that Xiao San'er had not yet built a hidden weapon, so he could only use the stone as a hidden weapon...

Thinking of this, Wang Feng smiled calmly and said:

"Haha, I bet there is no Shizier in your arms! Give up! Little San'er!"

Tang San:"……"

Tang San shook his head and said solemnly: "Sorry, Brother Feng, you bet wrong! There are a lot of stones in my arms!"

Wang Feng: "..."

Wang Feng complained in his heart, it seems that not everyone can be a Yan Shuangying... There is a long way to go, I will go up and down and seek!

The moment the voice fell, Tang San moved!

But did not attack.

Instead, it moved quickly around Wang Feng!

shhhhhh!

One after another, the sound of breaking the air came from all directions!

Accompanied by pebbles, precise, like marbles, they attacked Wang Feng!

Countless stones, like laying out a giant net, made Wang Feng unavoidable!

In an instant, he fell into an extremely dangerous situation...

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