Chapter 161 Consonance 1 Finger VS Tang 3 Tang Sect Hidden Weapon (ask for a monthly ticket)
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Chi Nai De Xiao Zhu
Chapter 161 One Finger of Consonance VS Tang San Tang Sect Hidden Weapon (ask for monthly ticket)
"So fast!"
"What a wonderful step!"
"Brother Haoyue is so powerful, how come Tang San is so fast? Where did he learn such exquisite lightness kung fu steps?"
"Could it be that Tang San is really a genius who created his own martial art?"
"How is this possible? Martial Ancestor wasn't so evil at his age, right?"
The friends watching the battle were all stunned.
Before they thought Tang San was arrogant and self-indulgent.
I didn't expect Tang San to be so powerful.
Everyone can learn the Martial Ancestor Changquan, but Tang San's exquisite steps, let alone Tang San, a commoner, is difficult to learn even from a wealthy family.
The entire academy estimated that the martial arts teacher who was Wu Zong's registered disciple might be able to.
"This kid has something, no wonder he is so crazy, and his tone is so loud!"
As the boss, Zhou Yuan looked at Tang San who was able to fight Zhou Haoyue in the field, with some surprise in his eyes.
He is the son of Zhou Yi and Liu Erlong's son Zhou Yulong.
It is seven years old this year.
It can be called the eldest grandson of Zhou Yi.
His physique is also extraordinary, he is the overlord of the holy dragon, coupled with his age advantage, he is also worthy of the name of the eldest grandson, and his strength is also the strongest.
"Brother Yuan, this kid didn't use Wu Zong's martial arts, did he really create it himself?"
Zhou Hong's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although they have practiced martial arts since childhood, they have all kinds of resources. Among their peers, they can be said to be the leaders.
But it is impossible to create martial arts by yourself.
too difficult.
"It may not be his own creation. It has been decades since the birth of martial arts. There are always some geniuses who can innovate, but Tang San is absolutely impossible. How old is he?"
Zhou Yan sneered and said: "The Martial Ancestor is a heavenly genius, with the appearance of a god and man, unparalleled in the world. He awakened his martial soul at the age of six. Because the soul master's talent is not good enough, he created martial arts!"
"It took Martial Ancestor several years to create the thirteen deadly swords that are equivalent to soul skills, and after that, it took 16 years to create the current martial arts system."
"That's right, Tang San definitely didn't create it himself, he probably got the opportunity from elsewhere, saying he created it himself."
Zhou Yu agreed.
The three of them are the grandsons of Zhou Yi and Xiao Wu.
"Tang San is about to lose!"
Zhou Yuan spoke suddenly.
Several other people looked over.
really.
Right now Tang San was relying on that delicate step to barely parry, but Zhou Haoyue's Martial Ancestor Chang Fist had already been practiced to perfection.
What's more important is that Zhou Haoyue's internal strength is far deeper than Tang San's.
Internal strength is the foundation of everything.
One power down ten sessions.
The profound inner strength, coupled with the perfect Martial Ancestor Chang Fist and Xiao Cheng's supernatural powers, directly suppressed Tang San.
Tang San came across time.
Because in the previous life, he practiced ghost shadow fan tracking step, which is equivalent to the perfect state.
And experienced.
If not.
He has long been defeated.
"hateful!"
"It's all the shit world's fault. You need a spirit ring to improve to level ten. Otherwise, how could my internal strength be inferior to that of a six-year-old kid!"
Tang San's heart was full of aggrieved, he hadn't had time to obtain the spirit ring, during this time his skill was restricted and he couldn't improve.
"I can't lose!"
"Not to mention a six-year-old child!"
"My Tang Sect is based on hidden weapons and poison!"
"Competing with others in boxing skills is to use one's own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths."
Tang San's thoughts changed.
this battle.
He must win.
Otherwise, he would establish the Tang Sect and stand on top of the world in the future, which would be a shame that he would never wash away.
Not to mention.
With the wisdom of his two lifetimes, this little kid in front of him can have this kind of skill at such a young age, mastering such a delicate lightness skill.
It must be Wu Zong's direct line.
He is a man who wants to surpass Martial Ancestor and Martial Ancestor.
How could he lose to a brat.
"Today, I will let you know my Tang Sect's true unique skill - the power of hidden weapons!"
Tang San touched the sleeve arrow hidden on his wrist.
This is the basic hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, but it took him nearly a hundred days to build it.
Although there are only three sleeve arrows in this tube, they are extremely exquisitely made, and there are three blood grooves on each sleeve arrow.
The small quarter fin at the tail can make the Shuriken fly extremely smoothly.
There are spiral traces on the tapered arrow.
When the sleeve arrow is shot, it will have stronger penetrating power.
The sleeve arrow he made has an effective range of 30 meters.
"Tang San is about to lose, but being able to fight like this with Zhou Haoyue is enough to be proud of."
The martial arts teacher looked at the battlefield, and a touch of expectation for Tang San rose in his heart.
This is a martial arts genius.
Regardless of whether Tang San created his own kung fu or got other opportunities, at such a young age, he was able to practice kung fu to this extent.
It's already called a monster.
"Defeat!"
Zhou Haoyue slammed down a punch hard, but the ordinary punch had a back-to-basics meaning, which brought about a strong wind.
Tang San fell to the ground and rolled over, dodging the punch.
Then, the moment a carp rolled and jumped up, its body turned in the air, and with a lift of its left hand, a black light shot out silently.
The sleeve arrow he worked so hard to forge was finally shot for the first time.
Tang San's eyes had completely turned purple at this time, relying on the effect of the purple magic pupil, he could clearly see every movement of Zhou Haoyue.
The arrow shot directly at Zhou Haoyue's shoulder.
After all, this is college.
And Zhou Haoyue must have a strong background, he would not dare to kill anyone.
"It is also your honor to be defeated by my Tang Sect's hidden weapon!"
Tang San sneered in his heart, as if the outcome had been decided.
And in the future, his Tang Sect's hidden weapons will surely shock the mainland and make people fearful, forging the prestige and glory of his Tang Sect.
At that time, Zhou Haoyue's defeat by his hidden weapon can be said to be his glory.
"stop!"
At the moment Tang San released the hidden weapon, the martial arts teacher's pupils shrank, startled and angry, never expecting Tang San to have such a despicable method.
It's a pity that he was caught off guard, and it was too late to rescue him.
Zhou Haoyue and Tang San were too close.
But two or three meters.
The hidden weapon arrived in an instant.
"asshole!"
The martial arts teacher was terrified. Although he didn't know Zhou Haoyue's true identity, he must be a direct descendant of Wu Zong.
If something goes wrong.
He was afraid he was going to die.
this moment.
For Tang San, a villain who used hidden weapons, his heart was filled with boundless anger.
It's just a contest.
Actually use this kind of thing.
Compared to the panic and fury of the martial arts teacher, Zhou Yuan and the others were not afraid or worried, but the way they looked at Tang San changed completely.
next moment.
Just when Tang San was holding the winning ticket and the martial arts teacher was about to rush forward to rescue, their eyes froze.
I saw that Zhou Haoyue raised his right hand at some point.
Two fingers as white as jade pinched Tang San's sleeve arrow.
A sharp finger!
Although Zhou Haoyue was only a beginner in this martial art, it was enough to catch Tang San's concealed weapon, the sleeve arrow.
"how is this possible?"
Tang San was dumbfounded.
Although the Hidden Arrow is only a basic hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, it is well-made, and even soul masters and great soul masters may not be able to block it.
To be caught between two fingers by Zhou Haoyue, a six-year-old brat?
……
(End of this chapter)
"So fast!"
"What a wonderful step!"
"Brother Haoyue is so powerful, how come Tang San is so fast? Where did he learn such exquisite lightness kung fu steps?"
"Could it be that Tang San is really a genius who created his own martial art?"
"How is this possible? Martial Ancestor wasn't so evil at his age, right?"
The friends watching the battle were all stunned.
Before they thought Tang San was arrogant and self-indulgent.
I didn't expect Tang San to be so powerful.
Everyone can learn the Martial Ancestor Changquan, but Tang San's exquisite steps, let alone Tang San, a commoner, is difficult to learn even from a wealthy family.
The entire academy estimated that the martial arts teacher who was Wu Zong's registered disciple might be able to.
"This kid has something, no wonder he is so crazy, and his tone is so loud!"
As the boss, Zhou Yuan looked at Tang San who was able to fight Zhou Haoyue in the field, with some surprise in his eyes.
He is the son of Zhou Yi and Liu Erlong's son Zhou Yulong.
It is seven years old this year.
It can be called the eldest grandson of Zhou Yi.
His physique is also extraordinary, he is the overlord of the holy dragon, coupled with his age advantage, he is also worthy of the name of the eldest grandson, and his strength is also the strongest.
"Brother Yuan, this kid didn't use Wu Zong's martial arts, did he really create it himself?"
Zhou Hong's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although they have practiced martial arts since childhood, they have all kinds of resources. Among their peers, they can be said to be the leaders.
But it is impossible to create martial arts by yourself.
too difficult.
"It may not be his own creation. It has been decades since the birth of martial arts. There are always some geniuses who can innovate, but Tang San is absolutely impossible. How old is he?"
Zhou Yan sneered and said: "The Martial Ancestor is a heavenly genius, with the appearance of a god and man, unparalleled in the world. He awakened his martial soul at the age of six. Because the soul master's talent is not good enough, he created martial arts!"
"It took Martial Ancestor several years to create the thirteen deadly swords that are equivalent to soul skills, and after that, it took 16 years to create the current martial arts system."
"That's right, Tang San definitely didn't create it himself, he probably got the opportunity from elsewhere, saying he created it himself."
Zhou Yu agreed.
The three of them are the grandsons of Zhou Yi and Xiao Wu.
"Tang San is about to lose!"
Zhou Yuan spoke suddenly.
Several other people looked over.
really.
Right now Tang San was relying on that delicate step to barely parry, but Zhou Haoyue's Martial Ancestor Chang Fist had already been practiced to perfection.
What's more important is that Zhou Haoyue's internal strength is far deeper than Tang San's.
Internal strength is the foundation of everything.
One power down ten sessions.
The profound inner strength, coupled with the perfect Martial Ancestor Chang Fist and Xiao Cheng's supernatural powers, directly suppressed Tang San.
Tang San came across time.
Because in the previous life, he practiced ghost shadow fan tracking step, which is equivalent to the perfect state.
And experienced.
If not.
He has long been defeated.
"hateful!"
"It's all the shit world's fault. You need a spirit ring to improve to level ten. Otherwise, how could my internal strength be inferior to that of a six-year-old kid!"
Tang San's heart was full of aggrieved, he hadn't had time to obtain the spirit ring, during this time his skill was restricted and he couldn't improve.
"I can't lose!"
"Not to mention a six-year-old child!"
"My Tang Sect is based on hidden weapons and poison!"
"Competing with others in boxing skills is to use one's own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths."
Tang San's thoughts changed.
this battle.
He must win.
Otherwise, he would establish the Tang Sect and stand on top of the world in the future, which would be a shame that he would never wash away.
Not to mention.
With the wisdom of his two lifetimes, this little kid in front of him can have this kind of skill at such a young age, mastering such a delicate lightness skill.
It must be Wu Zong's direct line.
He is a man who wants to surpass Martial Ancestor and Martial Ancestor.
How could he lose to a brat.
"Today, I will let you know my Tang Sect's true unique skill - the power of hidden weapons!"
Tang San touched the sleeve arrow hidden on his wrist.
This is the basic hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, but it took him nearly a hundred days to build it.
Although there are only three sleeve arrows in this tube, they are extremely exquisitely made, and there are three blood grooves on each sleeve arrow.
The small quarter fin at the tail can make the Shuriken fly extremely smoothly.
There are spiral traces on the tapered arrow.
When the sleeve arrow is shot, it will have stronger penetrating power.
The sleeve arrow he made has an effective range of 30 meters.
"Tang San is about to lose, but being able to fight like this with Zhou Haoyue is enough to be proud of."
The martial arts teacher looked at the battlefield, and a touch of expectation for Tang San rose in his heart.
This is a martial arts genius.
Regardless of whether Tang San created his own kung fu or got other opportunities, at such a young age, he was able to practice kung fu to this extent.
It's already called a monster.
"Defeat!"
Zhou Haoyue slammed down a punch hard, but the ordinary punch had a back-to-basics meaning, which brought about a strong wind.
Tang San fell to the ground and rolled over, dodging the punch.
Then, the moment a carp rolled and jumped up, its body turned in the air, and with a lift of its left hand, a black light shot out silently.
The sleeve arrow he worked so hard to forge was finally shot for the first time.
Tang San's eyes had completely turned purple at this time, relying on the effect of the purple magic pupil, he could clearly see every movement of Zhou Haoyue.
The arrow shot directly at Zhou Haoyue's shoulder.
After all, this is college.
And Zhou Haoyue must have a strong background, he would not dare to kill anyone.
"It is also your honor to be defeated by my Tang Sect's hidden weapon!"
Tang San sneered in his heart, as if the outcome had been decided.
And in the future, his Tang Sect's hidden weapons will surely shock the mainland and make people fearful, forging the prestige and glory of his Tang Sect.
At that time, Zhou Haoyue's defeat by his hidden weapon can be said to be his glory.
"stop!"
At the moment Tang San released the hidden weapon, the martial arts teacher's pupils shrank, startled and angry, never expecting Tang San to have such a despicable method.
It's a pity that he was caught off guard, and it was too late to rescue him.
Zhou Haoyue and Tang San were too close.
But two or three meters.
The hidden weapon arrived in an instant.
"asshole!"
The martial arts teacher was terrified. Although he didn't know Zhou Haoyue's true identity, he must be a direct descendant of Wu Zong.
If something goes wrong.
He was afraid he was going to die.
this moment.
For Tang San, a villain who used hidden weapons, his heart was filled with boundless anger.
It's just a contest.
Actually use this kind of thing.
Compared to the panic and fury of the martial arts teacher, Zhou Yuan and the others were not afraid or worried, but the way they looked at Tang San changed completely.
next moment.
Just when Tang San was holding the winning ticket and the martial arts teacher was about to rush forward to rescue, their eyes froze.
I saw that Zhou Haoyue raised his right hand at some point.
Two fingers as white as jade pinched Tang San's sleeve arrow.
A sharp finger!
Although Zhou Haoyue was only a beginner in this martial art, it was enough to catch Tang San's concealed weapon, the sleeve arrow.
"how is this possible?"
Tang San was dumbfounded.
Although the Hidden Arrow is only a basic hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, it is well-made, and even soul masters and great soul masters may not be able to block it.
To be caught between two fingers by Zhou Haoyue, a six-year-old brat?
……
(End of this chapter)
