Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 32: The Road to Godhood! (Kneeling for a recommendation ticket!!)
Mo Lang's words pierced Flender's heart like sharp arrows, making him unable to refute.

He took a deep look at Mo Lang, and the playful and confident smile on the corner of his mouth made him feel like he was seen through.

This made him very upset, but what the other party said was indeed true, and it also touched his heart.

"Boss, don't you really want to promise him?"

Zhao Wou-ki panicked, he knew Flender's character well, and everything this kid said was reasonable, so he couldn't do without panicking.

"Don't worry, you still don't know what kind of person your boss is?"

Flender gave Zao Wou-ki a reassuring look, then looked at Mo Lang and said:

"I, Flender, have always been strong and strong, and I gave you the dean not because of the mere 30 gold soul coins, but because I think you have the same demeanor as I did back then, handsome and rich. .”

Zao Wou-Ki: "..."

Li Yusong: "..."

Xiaowu Tang San and the others: "..."

With your shoehorn face and poor looking, how can you have anything to do with the words handsome, handsome and rich?
"Boss, even if you give up the position of dean to this kid, I still don't agree with him as the dean."

Knowing that he couldn't change Flender's mind, Zhao Wuji turned his head to look at Mo Lang and said, "Boy, you won't be cowardly, will you?"

"Oh, do you think the aggressive method is useful to me?" Mo Lang looked at Zhao Wuji who was a head shorter than himself with a sneer and said with contempt, "However, if you want to be my younger brother, I don't mind teaching you a lesson."

Mo Lang was impatient with what Zao Wou-ki said. If he hadn't had a good impression of Zao Wou-ki, when the other party started to provoke him, he would have let him lie down for a month.

"It must be so. Stop talking nonsense. Grandpa has to teach you a lesson today, telling you not to be too crazy."

Zhao Wuji sneered, the soul power of the soul sage exploded with all its strength, and the overwhelming soul power pressed towards Mo Lang like a stormy sea!
"Since you're sincerely looking for abuse, I'll see if your tortoise is hard, or my stick is hard!"

The corner of Mo Lang's mouth rose, and he immediately used the Title Douluo Peak Experience Card.

boom!
For a moment, Mo Lang only felt that his soul power was being continuously improved until he reached the peak strength of the Titled Douluo.

Feeling the incomparably surging soul power in his body, Mo Lang clenched his fists. He felt that he could shatter the void with one punch now!

At the same time, because Mo Lang's soul power suddenly soared to an incredible level, the people around were oppressed by the soul power emanating from Mo Lang's body and were speechless.

Especially Tang San and the others, their faces were full of astonishment, with a pained look on their faces, and they couldn't help but kneel down.

Fortunately, Mo Lang put away the pressure in time, and they were relieved, but even if it was only for a moment, their backs were already wet with sweat.

"Is this the breath of Title Douluo?!"

Zhao Wou-ki and Flender's eyes widened. They couldn't believe that the boy who was less than 15 years old was actually a Titled Douluo! !

And judging from this breath, it's not an ordinary Title Douluo, even the pope doesn't seem to have the strong breath of the other party.

Especially Zhao Wuji, now his intestines are full of regrets, and he can't wait to give himself two big mouths.

Why don't you listen to me so much?
The other party is a Titled Douluo, why are you playing a fart?

Go up to seek abuse?
But Mo Lang had already turned his head to look at him, and said jokingly, "Come on, I'm in a hurry."

"Boss..."

Zhao Wou-ki swallowed hard, and looked at Flender begging for help.

"I'm not your boss, your boss is now Dean Mo!"

Flender said righteously.

Zao Wou-Ki: "..."

"Okay, as long as you hold on to me for 5 minutes, it's over."

Mo Lang waved his hand, he couldn't wait to see how strong he was now.

"Come on then."

Seeing that Mo Lang had his own words to say about himself, Zhao Wuji couldn't bear his old face.

But since he can't hide, then he will go all out to see how big the gap between himself and Title Douluo is.

Ding Ding Ding!
A series of voices sounded, and seven gorgeous soul rings appeared behind Zao Wou-ki.

Two yellows, two purples, three blacks.

Under the blessing of the seven terrifying soul rings, Zao Wou-ki's height and muscles have been greatly improved, and his whole person looks like a berserk giant bear.

"Do not move the body of King Ming!"

"Vajra Palm!"

"Gravity increases!"

"Location Tracking!"

"Gravity Squeeze!"

"Great Vajra Roar!"

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

In an instant, the seven spirit rings behind Zao Wou-ki lighted up simultaneously.

Immediately, he rushed towards Mo Lang in front of him in an instant.

Since a war is about to start, let's act first!
boom!
Facing Zhao Wou-ki's attack, Mo Lang just raised his hand, and then had a big mouth on Zhao Wou-ki's face.

with a snap.

All of Zhao Wuji's attacks, under this slap, seemed to be in vain and had no effect at all.

The whole person was thrown out in an instant, spinning in the air for an unknown number of times before landing on the ground.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped.

Is this the strength of Title Douluo!
A soul saint can be blown away with a single slap!
It's just terrifying! !

"puff!"

After Zhao Wuji fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Lao Gao, with his left cheek swollen, looked at Mo Lang with resentment.

Seeing this scene, Flender couldn't help swallowing.

This slap made Zao Wou-ki's unhandsome face even worse.

But Mo Lang should have saved some face for Zhao Wou-ki, otherwise he would have knocked out a few of his teeth with this slap.

It seems that this kid is also a narrow-minded person, and he only hits people in the face.

"Do you know why you were hit in the face?" Mo Lang looked at Zhao Wuji and asked.

Without waiting for Zhao Wuji to answer, Mo Lang asked himself and answered, "My Mo Lang has only one grandfather, and that is Old Jack."

"Whoever dares to call me grandpa in front of me, I don't mind...kill him."

"Today's slap is just to teach you a lesson, and next time, no matter who it is, there will only be one end."

"That's death!"

Mo Lang's words were so domineering that everyone present was speechless.

But it was precisely because of these words that everyone present knew that Mo Lang was an emotional person.

"sorry."

After hearing Mo Lang's words, Zhao Wou-ki, who still had resentment in his heart, immediately stood up and bowed down respectfully to apologize.

In any case, it was my own provocation first, let alone the person who offended the other party's caring about me, this slap is worth it.

"Let's forget about this matter. There are more than four minutes left. Let's continue." Mo Lang waved his hand and said.

"..."

Zhao Wou-ki originally thought this matter would be over like this, but he didn't expect to be beaten again, and suddenly felt worse than eating shit.

As for why Mo Lang didn't let Zao Wou-ki go, that's because when he used the insight skill on Zhao Wou-ki just now, he found that the insight skill could also see the flaws in Zao Wou-ki's body!
More importantly, there are detailed notes on the side!

[Using the nine-nine-to-one hammer method can make up for and strengthen this defect! 】

That is to say, the ninety-nine return to one hammer method can not only be used to temper the divine weapon, but also the physical body!
Thinking of this, Mo Lang suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

If one can really temper the body with the nine-nine-to-one hammering method, wouldn't it be possible to temper the body to a hardness comparable to that of a divine weapon! ?
Reach the realm of becoming a god in the flesh! ?

Ask for a recommendation ticket! ! !

Ask for collection! ! !
Thank you Daniel Wu and Joey Wang! ! !
Wang Zuxian is my goddess! ! !

The update is changed to one in the morning, for the benefits of staying up late, one at 12:[-] noon! ! !
(End of this chapter)