What kind of style is this Douluo?

Chapter 88 I May Be Your Uncle

"About your father... I have a bold idea."

Guan Yun turned over and sat up, poking Tang San's quilt.

"Bold? How bold can it be?"

Tang San only thought it was Guan Yun's daily illness, and replied symbolically, and turned himself over by the way.

"I mean I might know who your father is!"

Pushing Tang San hard, Guan Yun looked anxious.

"Are you sick again? Don't you always know who my father is! You've seen it before!"

"Hiss, why are you so stupid?!"

Guan Yun pulled Tang San up from the bed with a solemn expression.

"Think about it carefully, if according to your guess, the Blue Silver Grass came from your mother, and the Clear Sky Hammer came from your father."

"Remember I said that your father should be a very powerful soul master? I didn't expect him to be so strong."

"I thought your father should be a Contra or something, but when I faced the Titan Great Ape that day, the pressure it brought me was almost the same as when I faced your father."

"Do you know what this means? It means that your father should be a Title Douluo level powerhouse, and he is also the strongest among Title Douluo."

Tang San began to ponder. He discovered a long time ago that his other spirit was actually the top Clear Sky Hammer in the mainland. At first he thought his father was an insignificant figure in the Clear Sky School. How could Luo be irrelevant?

"So you guess my father's real identity is?"

He was about to fall asleep, Tang San's mind was in a mess right now after Guan Yun made him so tidy.

"Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao."

"Are you begging brother?! Are you my uncle?"

Tang San blurted it out as soon as he heard it, he still remembers this incident clearly.

"What do you mean I'm a buddy brother?! What nonsense!"

It wasn't because Guan Yun was shy, it was mainly because he was afraid that after Tang San reacted, he would be overwhelmed and wander around.

"Is my father really that strong? Can he compare with the Titan Great Ape?"

Tang San couldn't help asking carefully, this was the only basis.

"Or is it possible that it is an elder of the Haotian School?"

"Impossible!" Guan Yun directly denied Tang San's conjecture.

"The only thing that is certain now is that your father is a Title Douluo, but how old is your father?"

"Under 50 years old, right? Do you know how old most Title Douluo are? The average age is around 90 years old."

"To be able to reach this level at this age, he must be a direct descendant of the Clear Sky School. The combination of these conditions is the most likely to be Clear Sky Douluo, because the time of his actual trace is almost exactly the same as your birth year."

Once it was a coincidence, and the sum of all the signs actually pointed to that matter.

"you're right."

He couldn't find a refutation point for all the proofs Guan Yun listed. They were well-founded, but they lacked some kind of coherence.

"If, I'm just saying, if my father is Haotian Douluo, why would he take me to live in seclusion in Saint Soul Village? And where is my mother?"

Tang San vaguely felt that there was a huge reason behind this incident, he needed to use Guan Yun's brain to think for himself, because his mind was in a mess right now.

"I think you'd better not explore for this reason now."

Guan Yun pondered for a while before giving a pertinent answer.

"Even a Titled Douluo like your father can't do anything about it. Now you absolutely can't get involved. It's better to improve your strength as soon as possible."

The conversation between the two ended here, Guan Yun knew that Tang San needed to calm down for a while, night is the best time for a person to stay awake.

Speaking of which, when Tang San's Eight Spider Lances retracted into his body, there would be eight bumps on his back, did he lie down and sleep?

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"Are you really the monsters in Flender's eyes?"

The master's tone was disappointed.

The special training early this morning was fighting. All Shrek students took turns to fight Guan Yun and Tang San.

In fact, their performance was very poor, very poor, and they did not meet Yu Xiaogang's expected goals at all.

Complete failure, no matter whether the attribute is natural restraint or not, it is complete failure, perhaps because one and a half of his disciples are extremely outstanding, and his vision has also improved a lot.

"Everyone, what I'm talking about is that everyone will go to Suoto City for ten rounds, Tang for 32, and Guan Yun for twenty. Remember, you are not allowed to use soul power, and I released it for you outside. Lanzi with stones in it, run with them on your back."

"Why give me special treatment?!"

Hearing that he was about to run twice as fast as the others, Guan Yun immediately refused. He didn't lose a fight just now.

"Based on your behavior of teasing them just now, your ability to defeat them within three strokes is more than enough. The lion is fighting the rabbit with all your strength, and you should also take every battle of yours seriously."

tease?In fact, strictly speaking, it can't be called a joke. Guan Yun's main purpose is to give everyone a little face. After all, the society is easily defeated, and it doesn't look good, doesn't it?Especially those who teamed up with auxiliary system soul masters.

Everyone fell to the ground and sighed, especially Ning Rongrong. She knew how difficult it was after running once. One round trip was eight kilometers, and ten round trips was 160 kilometers. However, Guan Yun had to run [-] kilometers. But she felt much better.

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"Second brother, why is your name written on this backpack?"

The fat man pointed at the special pannier strangely.

"No way!"

What kind of person is the master?Guan Yun has figured it out over the years, could the special treatment he gave himself be a good thing?

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

Trying to lift it, Guan Yun immediately cursed, is the weight too much?Could this be a rock?
When I opened it, the dark surface was still shining with light. Can the surface of ordinary stone have such brilliance?And how does Guan Yun look at this thing? It looks familiar.

"The surname is Tang! Isn't this the iron you usually practice hammering with? Please explain it to me!"

Forging Fantie into Divine Iron was the last lesson Tang San's father taught him. For so many years Tang San has been insisting on the practice of hammering with the wind of chaos.

And this one is the result of thousands of times of tempering.

Not being able to use the soul power means basically not being able to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu. It is actually not a big problem to run back and forth twenty times only with the strength of the body, at most it is just tired.

But with this stuff... Guan Yun's legs were a little weak, this was revenge, Tang San's naked revenge on himself.

　Sorry for being a little late today, but luckily I posted it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)