Chapter 173 Qian Daoliu's guess, cat god? Divine cat?

"Boom boom"

Tang Hao, anxious and terrified, stomped on the ground, the muscles on his calves beating violently like his heart, and he showed his strength skills so vividly at this moment.

The hard stone ground collapsed and the shattered stones shot at the wall, leaving cracks.

The power of the flesh, the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, and the surging soul power were perfectly integrated, and the speed of the explosion at that moment even amazed Qian Daoliu.

Of course, if he was determined to catch up, he would definitely catch up. The title of the first in the sky is not a joke.

However, Qian Daoliu just stared at Tang Hao's fleeing back and couldn't help laughing. If he wanted to kill him, he would have done it more than ten years ago.

But watching the contemporary Clear Sky Douluo fleeing in front of him was also quite fun.

'Tang Chen, Tang Chen, your title of Clear Sky has been insulted. '

"Little brother, it's not easy to make that guy do whatever it takes to attack you."

Qian Daoliu said with a smile.

He felt a different quality from Shen An, so he was willing to say a few more words.

After all, not everyone dares to draw a sword against a Titled Douluo under his oppression.

Shen An's clothes were already soaked with sweat at this moment. With the departure of Tang Hao, the originally terrifying and suffocating pressure was instantly gone. He came to his senses and quickly stopped Tom from wrapping the red headscarf around his head.

"Junior Shen An, thank you, senior, thank you for your help."

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered. Isn't this a coincidence? This time he came here just to see Shen An, a man who could make his granddaughter risk exposing the plan she had planned for more than ten years and not hesitate to confront Bibi Dong.

Shen An looked at the man in front of him, young and handsome, and the whole person's aura seemed to blend with the world. It was not simple at first glance, and there was nothing wrong with a low attitude.

Although he had a cheat that could ensure that he could face Tang Hao's comeback, it would not hurt to thank him.

The only thing Shen An regretted was that he wanted to see if he could beat Tang Hao to death with a kung fu headscarf.

As a result, before Shen An launched a series of combined punches, Tang Hao was scared away by the person in front of him.

He ran faster than a rabbit. Shen An was confident that he could defeat Tang Hao and even beat him to half-paralysis, but he seemed to be not good at chasing people.

However, this matter was not so easy to end. Since Tang Hao dared to attack him, he had to be prepared for his son to be slaughtered. He didn't believe that Tang Hao could bear it.

Qian Daoliu looked at Shen An and nodded slightly in his heart. He looked good, and he didn't give up the hope of survival under the oppression of Haotian Douluo, and even wanted to fight back. This was very strong.

"Boy, why did Tang Hao want to kill you? I'm still curious."

Shen An said calmly: "The younger one didn't beat me and suffered a loss, so the older one naturally couldn't sit still and took action."

Qian Daoliu was also happy when he said this. He didn't have a good impression of the people of Haotian Sect, and he was happy to hear someone insult them.

While the two were talking, Tom also put down his guard, and lay quietly on the ground in a pile of blue mud, with only two big eyes swaying on it.

"Thank you for this time, senior. I still have important things to deal with. If we meet again in the future, I will definitely thank you." Shen An politely said goodbye to Qian Daoliu.

This time, Tang Hao's incident also sounded a wake-up call for him, that is, the gap in strength between him and these top masters is too big.

Shen An didn't want to stay with this group of people, it was too dangerous.

"Don't worry, boy, I like you very much. I see that you use a sword, how about I teach you a thing or two." Qian Daoliu said with a smile.

He really wanted to see how powerful this person who was called the most talented by his granddaughter was.

Shen An's mouth twitched, why did he feel a chill on his back, always felt that the strong man in front of him was looking for a reason to beat me up.

The man in front of him could scare Tang Hao away just by his appearance. Beating him would be like beating a baby.

Shen An had tried his best to mobilize his few Douluo impressions, but he still couldn't tell the origin of the man in front of him.

"I'm sorry, senior. My swordsmanship is just like a child's sword dance. It's really embarrassing to see people." Shen An instinctively shirked.

"Boy, I saved your life and kindly taught you, but you refused. This is a bit unreasonable. Quickly draw your sword. I don't need martial soul and soul power." Qian Daoliu said unhappily.

And this look was all pretended. For Qian Daoliu, there was nothing in the world that could shake his heart except his granddaughter and the glory of the Angel Family, including Poseidon on Sea God Island.

The look just now was just a means to stimulate Shen An.

Just like seven years ago, he took a walk and accidentally went to Sea God Island to take a look at Poseidon, the woman he once loved deeply.

Thirty-eight years later, when he met her again, he found that he had no feelings at all, and his heart was as calm as water.

Shen An did not hesitate, and the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass suddenly appeared in his hand. The other party had said so much, and he could not shirk it, so he might as well be straightforward.

When the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass appeared, Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised. With his eyesight, it was not difficult to see that Shen An's martial soul was of extremely high quality, and it could even be said that it was not inferior to the six-winged angel of their Qian family.

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows, interesting, and a simple long sword appeared in his hand.

The figures of the two intertwined, sword moves continued, sparks flew, and after a stick of incense, Shen An was covered with wounds and directly clasped his fists to admit defeat.

Qian Daoliu seemed to be refreshed and praised: "Yes, I was about the same level of swordsmanship as you when I was your age."

Shen An was sore all over at this moment. The swordsmanship of the man in front of him was so high that he suppressed him throughout the fight.

Every time he thought he had a brilliant idea to break the situation, he found that it was a trap set by the other party.

What Shen An didn't know was that Qian Daoliu's heart had already set off a huge wave at this time.

Shen An's swordsmanship was too spiritual, and every move pointed directly at his flaws. Thanks to his superb swordsmanship and rich combat experience, he could turn disadvantages into advantages.

How did he practice such a swordsmanship at such a young age? Qian Daoliu couldn't figure it out.

You can also blame your granddaughter for praising it. Maybe it's not really that he thinks too much. Xue'er just cherishes his talent because of his talent.

"Okay, I have other things to do, you go back." Qian Daoliu said bluntly. He was originally very quiet and wanted to see what kind of person his granddaughter praised.

Now that people not only saw him but also beat him up, naturally there was nothing else to do.

Shen An came to a pool of blue mud and shouted: "Tom, go home."

Qian Daoliu looked at him in confusion. What's wrong with this kid? Isn't there a pool of mud in front of him? Did I just beat him silly?

Hearing Shen An's call, Tom jumped out immediately. The original pool of blue mud instantly turned into a brand new cat with flesh and blood.

Qian Daoliu's face froze. Was there this cat just now? How could there be a cat that I, a level 99 Extreme Douluo, could not find.

Qian Daoliu's eyes then blossomed with interest. This cat is very special. There are very few things on the Douluo Continent that he doesn't know.

He even curiously used his mental power to explore the situation of this cat, but found nothing, as if this cat did not exist in his spiritual world.

Qian Daoliu's face, which had always been calm and indifferent, suddenly changed. At his level, all visual and tactile sensations were not as clear as the exploration of mental power.

He closed his eyes as if he didn't believe in evil, and repeatedly used his vast spiritual power to explore the cat in front of him, but still found nothing, as if it didn't exist at all.

Qian Daoliu could sense the surrounding grass and trees, including Shen An in front of him, but he couldn't sense Tom's existence.

But when he opened his eyes, a cute blue cat stood in front of him.

Qian Daoliu was silent. This was beyond his cognition. What was something that could only be seen but could not be detected with spiritual power?

Inexplicably, he thought of the statue of the angel god that his lineage had served for a lifetime.

Isn't the angel god like this? You can see him, look up to him, and believe in him, but you can't use your pitiful spiritual power to explore his greatness.

This is like the gap between a spark and the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

Shen An looked at Qian Daoliu who was staring at Tom in a daze, and a smile suddenly rose on his lips: "Senior, I forgot to tell you something. I learned all my swordsmanship from Tom."

"I guess the fight just now didn't satisfy you. Why don't you have a fight with Tom? If we only talk about swordsmanship, I believe you can enjoy it."

Unexpectedly, Qian Daoliu didn't say anything like "a cat is worthy of fighting with me" or "how can a cat know swordsmanship". Instead, he nodded seriously.

"Okay, I think my swordsmanship has reached the peak of the secular world. If you can inspire me, that would be the best."

Tom didn't refuse. He knew that it was the man in front of him who helped them resolve the danger just now, so he decided to give him a face and compete with him seriously.

For this reason, Tom put on his swordsman suit again.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The sound of swords clashing rang out.

The figures of the man and the cat continued to spread throughout the space, presenting a visual feast to Shen An.

Of course, Tom's style is the most interesting. For example, he would retract his limbs to avoid attacks, and then stretch them out again to hold the sword and continue to fight.

However, ignoring Tom's tricks, Tom's swordsmanship skills are unquestionable. It's just simple, fast, accurate and ruthless, but it broke Qian Daoliu's tricks.

After a stick of incense, Qian Daoliu's eyes contained too many colors, including incredible, puzzled, guessed, and awe.

Qian Daoliu fought Tom very seriously and basically gave his all, but he found that no matter how high his swordsmanship was, Tom would always suppress him, no more, no less, just that.

This kind of swordsmanship that is higher and stronger makes him think of the level of gods again, and also makes him see the possibility of further improvement in his swordsmanship that he thinks has reached the peak of the secular world.

But why can a cat beat himself as a level 99 Extreme Douluo?

'Could this cat be a cat god, or a sword god, or the reincarnation of other gods. 'Qian Daoliu murmured in his heart.

As one of the two strongest men who fought with Tom, he was different from Chen Xin.

Chen Xin was devoted to the sword. He only knew that fighting with Tom could promote his sword skills, so he never cared why Tom had such an outrageous sword skills.

Qian Daoliu was different. As the strongest man on the continent and a member of the Angel Family, he was naturally familiar with the existence of the gods who were above everything else.

He even had the intention of striving to become a god at the legendary level 100, but this path was too difficult. He was favored by the Angel God but was restricted by his own talent and it was difficult for him to succeed.

But in terms of everything in the world, he thought he had reached the peak, including the sword, and even Chen Xin's father was not his opponent.

And now he lost to a cat, which made it difficult for him not to wonder why.

What could beat him standing at the top of the secular world, Qian Daoliu thought, perhaps only the gods.

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Tang Hao, who was like a terrifying shadow, had already arrived at Shrek Academy. Qian Daoliu's appearance made him feel terrified. He was afraid that this old guy was looking for trouble with him for Qian Xunji.

Of course, Tang Hao would never have thought that Qian Daoliu was just because he was too quiet to think about it, and wanted to see who his granddaughter praised, not for him.

This was a revenge for killing his son. Tang Hao thought from his heart that if anyone dared to kill his son, he would have to kill the whole family.

Tang Hao ignored his own injuries. At this moment, he just wanted to take his son and the top-level resources prepared for his son away.

As soon as Tang San and Xiao Wu opened their eyes, they saw a big man grabbing them.

Tang San was fine, knowing that it was his father, there must be a reason, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious.

But Xiao Wu's face was pale, this was a Titled Douluo with nine soul rings, isn't it obvious why he arrested her? She couldn't figure out how she was exposed.

Tang Hao's arrival was just a flash.

Flanders, Liu Erlong and others only felt an extremely terrifying breath, and then found that their two students were missing.

When Flanders saw a mouthful of blood in Xiao Wu's dormitory, his eyes became even more gloomy.

Having dealt with Tang Hao, he was naturally familiar with this being Tang Hao's handiwork, but why did he run away so hurriedly in the middle of the night?

Qian Daoliu left, and before leaving, he bowed respectfully to Tom, muttering something in his mouth, great gods, I am the angel god's offering, thank you for your guidance.

At the same time, Shen An took Tom home, and it was Ning Rongrong who opened the door.

Ning Rongrong was surprised to see Shen An with a bruised face: "Shen An, were you beaten?"

Shen An was stunned for a moment, and responded vaguely, saying that he met a master who saw his extraordinary talent and wanted to teach him.

In fact, being beaten was secondary. These injuries were left when he fought with Qian Daoliu. Although he didn't know why, Shen An always felt that Qian Daoliu had no ill will towards him, but just wanted to beat him.

Of course Shen An didn't know, because his granddaughter's praise and completely inconsistent behavior aroused the temper of a grandfather.

Shen An didn't say anything about Tang Hao. It's useless to say such things. Instead of asking the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to help him solve the trouble, it's better for him to use the system props himself.

Anyway, Shen An has made up his mind that whenever he meets Tang Hao again, he will start with a kung fu turban.

I have a fever recently and my thoughts are too messy. I am not satisfied with the plots I wrote in the past few days. I will revise them all in the next week, and then I will note the words (revised) after the new chapters.