Douluo Super Saiyan Legend

But Wukong did not choose to kill Tang Hao right away. He could easily kill Tang Hao as soon as he appeared.

Keeping him around until now is naturally of some use.

"Xiao San..." Yu Xiaogang knelt on the ground helplessly, suppressed by the pressure, but he still did not forget Tang San.

Wukong rolled his eyes. This guy really was everywhere. He increased his strength and knocked Yu Xiaogang unconscious.

To avoid some barking for a while.

Wukong grinned and said with great interest: "You must be curious about why I came down to earth to kill him, right?"

All the conscious people present invariably pricked up their ears. They also wanted to know what Tang San had committed.

Tang San trembled, it seemed that the person in front of him knew his true identity.

But how can I cope with it?

The other party is a god!

"We can only wait for a while to find an opportunity to kill him with the King of Hell Tie!" Tang San made a small calculation in his mind. Although his hands are disabled now, it wouldn't be difficult if he opened the Twenty-Four Bridge and fired the King of Hell Tie on a bright moonlit night. .

"Why!"

"What did my son do wrong?" Tang Hao was lying on the ground like a dead dog at this time, speaking unclearly.

Wukong pouted and said, "Do you really think this young man in front of you is your biological son?"

Wukong's unusual words aroused doubts and curiosity in everyone present, and they all turned their attention to Tang San.

"What does he mean by this?" Bibi Dong murmured in her heart.

Of course, what God said would not lie. Is there really something different about Tang San in front of him?

"Uncle Jian, what does he mean?"

"Is there anything special about Tang San?" Ning Fengzhi was very depressed, as if he had no fatal disease except for being a bit of a monster in nature.

"I don't know, but since it can attract the attention of such a hundred-level god!"

"It also aroused the other party's murderous intention, so it is definitely not an ordinary thing." Sword Douluo quietly turned to Tang San and looked at him carefully.

Is it no different from normal children?

"Third brother?"

Xiao Wu also unconsciously looked at Tang San next to her. How could the third brother have a problem?

Just when Wukong was about to say his next sentence, Tang San, who was supported by Xiao Wu, jumped up!

Once his true identity is exposed, it will definitely cause countless unnecessary troubles!

Moreover, he is also very confident in the King of Hell Tie, believing that no one in the world can defeat the God of Death, King of Hell.

"How dare you hurt my dad!"

"go to hell!"

Tang San roared, enduring the severe pain in his hand, and pulled out the King of Hell's Tie from Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

A steel needle as long as a chopstick, with wisps of black smoke rising from it, shot towards Wukong's eyebrows without any hesitation.

An unusually confident smile appeared on Tang San's lips at this moment. He didn't expect that God's perception was so poor.

Little did he know that this was Wukong's intention.

"Ant~" Wukong snorted emotionlessly.

The moment the King of Hell approached Wukong, it turned into ashes, as if it had never existed.

When Tang San saw the open-mouthed boss in this scene, his expression was extremely horrified. The top hidden weapons in Xuantian Baolu were actually ineffective against him!

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now. Aren't you playing time travel?"

"Isn't it necessary to forcefully change the history of another place?"

"I'll let you taste the consequences of forcibly changing history now!" Wukong teleported to Tang San's side.

He patted his shoulder gently, but this time it made Tang San extremely painful.

He cried out in pain: "Ahhhh!"

Even for ordinary Saiyans, their power is beyond the reach of all soul masters in Douluo Continent.

Not to mention that half of Tang San's hands are now useless.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu felt extremely heartbroken when she saw Tang San in such pain.

His eyes were fierce and glowing red, and he almost wanted to tear Wukong into pieces.

"Look at the hammer..." Wukong smiled contemptuously.

Anyway, this little rabbit won't be able to run away for a while, so I'll deal with her after finishing my own affairs.

Then he walked towards Tang Hao with brisk steps, squatted down and said, "You and the Blue Silver Emperor's real son were already dead when you were chased by Qian Xunji..."

"What!" Tang Hao slurred and was surprised. He now also knew the identity of the person in front of him.

But he didn't want to believe the answer, and so did everyone around him, waiting for Wukong to tell new big news.

Now, everyone in Shrek Academy looks more shocked than the other.

Oscar silently held Ning Rongrong's little hand, preparing to accept the final trial.

I don’t understand this, and I won’t judge you. What are you afraid of?

Wukong felt the curious glances from around him, as well as the ashen-faced Tang San over there, and thought that his plan was already half successful.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Wukong smiled and spread his hands to the people around him.

"Every one of the hidden weapons he has made since he was a child is extremely sophisticated. The Qibao Glazed Sect must have studied the parts of Tang San's hidden weapons in private." Wukong looked at Ning Fengzhi who was lying on the ground over there, and said with a strange air.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned. It seemed that this was really the case. Sword Douluo moved his body and tried his best to block Ning Fengzhi's front.

He looked as if he was ready to die.

"Tang San has never been taught these things since he was a child, and he has never even been exposed to them."

"Maybe Tang Hao knows this best." Wukong kicked Tang Hao below.

"The question is, he has never been exposed to these things, so why can he create such sophisticated things?"

"Even the famous craftsmen of Qibao Glazed Sect can't tell. Do you think his decades of experience are not as good as a little kid messing around for a while?"

"How is that possible?" Wukong shook his head, indicating that he was not trustworthy at all for such a thing.

Everyone thought about it carefully and found that there was indeed some truth to this. Tang San grew up in a rural area.

Even a big city like Tiandou Imperial City has not figured out this thing. How could it be possible for a small rural village that has never been exposed to these things?

At this time, some people's aristocratic mentality began to play a role, which undoubtedly gave Wukong a boost.

"And he also knows so much about poison. Even Dugu Bo, your so-called Poison Douluo, can't get rid of a poison in his body."

"But it was easily lifted by Tang San, and when he used your Ice and Fire Eyes."

"The familiar one called out the names of all the fairy grasses there. How do you explain this?" Wukong looked at Xiao Wu at this time.

"Tang San has been in the countryside since he was a child. It is impossible for the countryside to have such a heritage, otherwise the village would have become popular long ago."

"He went to Notting College. How could a low-level college record such a thing?"

"If it is true, then why does Dugu Bo, who is known as the Titled Douluo for his poison, not recognize any of the herbs in it?"

"Those few years ago, Tang San didn't share anything with Xiao Wu. So if he really got a book about this kind of thing, why wouldn't he share it with Xiao Wu?"

"Did he tell you? I think you know best, little rabbit?" Wukong reached out and touched Xiao Wu's head, but his face was still so cold.

"And the weird steps he usually makes have eyes. If he had figured out the steps himself, it would be excusable."

"And his skills with hidden weapons cannot be mastered in just a few decades. I'm curious, why haven't you found any clues now?"

"And his eyes..."

"I believe you should also ask him where these things you know come from." Wukong said.

"But he must have given the same reply. He got some mysterious inheritance." Wukong almost wanted to laugh when he said this. Which Douluo god would do these things?

"Everyone present is without exception. They are all well-known figures on this road. Some are just ordinary geniuses."

"But I want to ask you big shots. Since you have been in such high positions for a long time, you must have read many books."

"Have you seen any sect in the history of Douluo Continent, and which strong man has used these things?"

As soon as Wukong said this, everyone suddenly stopped and quickly recalled the books they had read.

"Uncle Jian, you know a lot. Is there such a heritage on this continent?" Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully.

Sword Douluo grimaced and replied, "I've never heard of it..."

Wukong touched his mouth and seemed to have a dry cough.

"As a god in the sky, there is no god in the world who uses this kind of thing!"

"And as far as I know, the hidden weapons and techniques he used exist in a world of low martial arts!"

"And him!" Wukong raised his voice at this time and pointed directly at Tang San.

"That's Tang San, a disciple of a second-rate sect in that low-martial world, Tang Sect!"\u003c!--over--\u003e