Douluo: Golden Cudgel in the left hand and Pangu Ax in the right hand

"Boy, what are your martial arts skills?"

Holding back the pain, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but curiously asked Mo Lang.

Only this time, his eyes were obviously very wary.

If this kid says it's dangerous again, he will definitely not believe it.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would be killed by this kid instead of being poisoned.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Mo Lang twitched his mouth and couldn't help but said: "Master, you are like this, you should talk less, and when Tang San finishes absorbing the soul ring, he will put it into your body." How about getting rid of the poison and living well?"

"..."

Yu Xiaogang was silent for a while, but when he thought about Mo Lang's two soul rings being ten-thousand-year soul rings, this kind of thing broke his cognition. As a scholar, he was curious.

The reason why he was so curious was because when Mo Lang's soul ring appeared, the scene of the two huge apes made him feel itchy.

So I still couldn't help but said: "You kid, stop inking. If you don't tell me, I will feel even more uncomfortable."

"Okay, since you want to know, let me tell you." Seeing that the other party is so persistent, Mo Lang has nothing to do anyway, so he will show you his real skills.

Watch well and study well.

Mo Lang bent down and rolled up his trousers. Just as he was about to pluck out his leg hair, he realized that he was less than 8 years old and had very hairy leg hair!

Fortunately, I'm still young and don't have the worries of a shifting hairline or baldness.

So Mo Lang carefully pulled out a piece of his hair, and then used his soul power to blow hard. The hair in his hand split into two with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, two people who looked exactly like Mo Lang appeared next to Mo Lang.

But when these two clones appeared, Mo Lang could clearly feel that his soul power was constantly passing away.

He estimated that his current total soul power could only sustain two clones for about half an hour.

So he moved his mind and made one of them disappear, and the speed of the soul power was indeed doubled.

It seems that a clone can last for an hour.

If my strength improves, will I be able to maintain my avatar longer?

However, Mo Lang quickly rejected this inference himself.

Because as his strength increases, his soul power becomes stronger, but the strength possessed by the clone also becomes stronger.

So it's very possible that this time is flat.

In other words, no matter what state you are in, as a clone, you can maintain it for an hour.

That is to say, if he reaches Titled Douluo, ten clones will appear, and he can only last for six minutes.

But that's enough.

If his clone could reach 100% of his strength, he could crush any titled Douluo in six minutes.

Not to mention that his first soul ring was a ten-thousand-year soul ring, which brought him an improvement in overall strength that was completely unmatched by ordinary great soul masters.

For example, Yu Xiaogang felt that he could easily squeeze him to death.

Thinking of this, Mo Lang couldn't help but glance at the other party.

Humph, you little scumbag.

"Boy, are you scolding me?"

Yu Xiaogang, who was shocked by Mo Lang's soul skills, was immediately stimulated by Mo Lang's eyes.

"No, how is that possible?"

Mo Lang withdrew his eyes and quickly denied.

It's not that he's a coward.

It was because he was afraid that Yu Xiaogang would be angered to death by him.

After all, Yu Xiaogang is famous for being hypocritical!

To save face or suffer the consequences.

"How much strength can your clone possess? How many clones can you have now? How long can one last?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't want to worry too much about whether Mo Langguo despised him, but was curious about the strength of the other person's clone.

"Currently, it is 50% of the strength. There are two clones. One clone can last for an hour. If there are two clones, the time will be halved. However, my teacher said that the strength and number of clones can be increased as the strength increases, but the time does not It will change." Mo Lang had nothing to hide from the other party.

Even though he showed his ten thousand year soul ring to the other party, he was still afraid that the other party would betray him?

"It should be so. After all, as the number and strength of clones increases, the soul power required to maintain the clones will also increase accordingly. This is the law of conservation of soul power."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, watching Mo Lang tell him the truth, he was still very touched.

Because this shows that the other party trusts you, and it also shows that the other party is not afraid of being exposed at all.

Obviously, his teacher not only has great theoretical knowledge, but also has absolutely unfathomable strength. After all, being able to seriously injure rather than kill two ten-thousand-year soul beasts so quickly shows that his teacher is much stronger than the ten-thousand-year soul beasts!

But even if the other party does not have a strong master, he will not betray the other party.

Because Tang San's existence allowed him to fulfill his dream, and Tang San obeyed Mo Langyan, there was no way he would dig his own grave.

The stronger Mo Lang is, the safer Tang San will be without growing up.

After getting the soul ring from Mo Lang and daring to come here for the first time, it can be seen that the other party cares about Tang San's safety.

But Tang San's talent was not bad, so why did the other party's master only accept Mo Lang but not Tang San?

The master raised his doubts again.

When Mo Lang saw Yu Xiaogang raising this question, he actually had an excuse for it, and said in a mysterious manner: "You will know soon."

Seeing that Mo Lang didn't want to talk, Yu Xiaogang was sensible and didn't continue to ask. He just felt that Mo Lang really seemed like an old and cunning adult sometimes, but his erratic temper made him look like a child.

He thought of Mo Lang's second ten-thousand-year soul ring, and then smelled: "What is the skill of your second soul ring? Can I see it?"

Mo Lang nodded and said: "The skills of my second soul ring are not offensive skills, but similar passive skills. They are able to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and can sense dangers and treasures. However, the range in front of me is only twenty kilometers. But as the strength increases, this range will also become larger.”

"Fuck!"

I originally thought that Mo Lang's first soul ring would be abnormal, but I didn't expect that this second skill would be even more abnormal!

Sensing danger is already very abnormal, but it turns out that he can also sense treasures. This is a great helper for adventure!

Thinking of this, the way Yu Xiaogang looked at Mo Lang completely changed.

If I take him with me when I go hunting for treasures in the future, wouldn’t it be like picking it up for nothing?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but asked curiously: "Can you sense if there is any danger nearby or if there are any treasures."

"..."

Mo Lang glanced angrily at Yu Xiaogang, whose face turned the color of pig liver. Did this old boy regard him as a treasure hunter?

So, he said angrily: "Baby, I didn't feel it, but I know that if you keep asking like this, you will die, believe it or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang fell into a coma.

This shocked Mo Lang.

I am not seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. I am simply following my words!

Feeling Yu Xiaogang's pulse, luckily he still had breath. As for whether he could hold on until Tang San woke up, it all depended on his own luck.

Who told the other party to be poisoned? There are still so many problems.