Douluo's different Ma Hongjun

"No!" Meng Yiran objected loudly.

A group of people looked at Meng Yiran in surprise, wondering what kind of son she was going to give birth to.

"Last time, we both contributed to the Cockscomb, so we competed fairly. This time, we both contributed to the Man-Faced Spider, so I have to compete fairly with you, otherwise I won't let you absorb it. This soul ring." Meng Yiran argued with reason.

"Well, even if this Man-Faced Demon Spider is given to you, you can't absorb it! We have indirectly saved your life! And now that I have killed this Man-Faced Demon Spider, it is useless even if you win. Ah!" Tang San said in confusion.

"I don't care, anyway, I want to compete with you again. Only if you win can you absorb this soul ring." Meng Yiran said loudly.

"You lost to me last time, you are definitely no match for me this time!" Tang San said.

"This time we are not competing in strength, we are competing in this." Some flying knives appeared in Meng Yiran's hand, and he took a step forward to explain, "Each of us has eighteen flying knives. My grandfather shook the trees in the distance. When the leaves fell, we Everyone throws their throwing knives, and the one who hits the most leaves wins."

"Flying knife?" Tang San looked at Meng Yiran in surprise.

"Brother, this..." Xiao Wu looked at Ma Hongjun with a strange expression.

"Hush! Let them compete." Ma Hongjun whispered.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare?" Meng Yiran looked at Tang San disdainfully.

"Wait, I have a question." Ma Hongjun interrupted.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid that he will lose?" Meng Yiran looked at Ma Hongjun praisingly.

"No, what I want to say is that this is a bit unfair. We won't talk about saving you. You can't absorb this Man-Faced Demon Spider no matter what, so the bet in your competition is not fair." Ma Hongjun said.

"What's fair?" Meng Yiran answered.

"Otherwise, if Xiaosan loses, he will give up absorbing this soul ring. But if you lose, then you can just kiss Xiaosan. How about it? Do you dare to compete?" Ma Hongjun said with a mocking look on his face.

"Let's do it as you say." Meng Yiran was hurt by Ma Hongjun's sarcastic expression and directly agreed to the bet.

"Okay, then get ready to start!" Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

"Here you go." Meng Yiran handed Tang San a piece of cloth filled with flying knives.

"This..." Tang San couldn't bear to explain.

"Stop talking about this and that, if you are a man, just speed up." After Meng Yiran finished speaking, he turned to Duke Long and said, "Grandpa, just use your soul power to hit the two nearby trees 20 meters away. When the time comes, we’ll each have one.”

Duke Long saw the strange expression on Xiao Wu's face and Ma Hongjun's actions just now, and felt a little confused. However, thinking of his granddaughter's many years of experience playing throwing knives, he didn't think his granddaughter would lose. He made a decision in his mind that he would sell it after he won. With the intention of sending the soul beast out, he nodded and said:

"Okay, you guys are ready. I'll start after I count three."

Meng Yiran stared at the trees in the distance after hearing the words, holding the flying knife tightly in his hand, but Tang San closed his eyes after hearing the words, quietly waiting for the order to start.

"Ready, three, two, one." As Duke Long finished speaking, the trees in the distance suddenly shook, and leaves fell.

Meng Yiran saw the leaves begin to fall, his hands kept dancing, flying knives were thrown out, and they were stuck in the tree messily.At the moment when the leaves were falling, Tang San shook the cloth with the flying knives in his hand, and eighteen flying knives flew out at the same time, inserting into the tree along different routes, making only one sound, and all neatly. They are inserted into three rows, with six handles in each row.

Duke Long and Snake Lady looked back and forth in surprise, but Meng still didn't hear Tang San's movements, turned around and looked at Tang San and said:

"Didn't you start?"

"Girl, you lost, you lost completely." Duke Long sighed.

"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't even hear him throw the throwing knife... You... where is your throwing knife?" As Meng Yiran spoke, he saw the empty cloth strip in Tang San's hand, and his expression changed. got up.

"It has been thrown out," Tang San said.

"It's amazing, girl, you really lost." Duke Long said.

"I don't believe it." Meng Yiran said that he didn't believe it as he turned to look at the big tree in the distance and ran towards it.

When Minya ran under the tree and looked at the three neat rows of flying knives, his face full of frustration, Tang San also slowly walked over, walked behind Meng Yiran, and said softly:

"Actually, it's normal for you to lose to me. I've been playing with hidden weapons since I was three years old, and it's been nine years now."

"What? Hidden weapon? You started using this when you were three years old." Meng Yiran turned around and looked at Tang San in surprise.

"Yes, I call this a hidden weapon. I saw it in an ancient book and was very interested in it at the time. In fact, this type of weapon is not used for fighting, but is used secretly to kill people, so I called it The most important thing about it being a hidden weapon is that it can be used suddenly when others are not prepared." Tang San said.

"Is that so?" Meng Yiran looked a little disappointed.

"Actually, this kind of flying knife isn't suitable for you. It's too heavy. I call this kind of hidden weapon a penetrating bone nail. It has strong penetrating power and is not heavy. It should be more suitable for you. You can try it if you have time." Tang San Deliver the transosseous nail.

"Bone-penetrating nail!" Meng Yiran took the bone-penetrating nail curiously and played with it in his hand.

"If you're interested, I can teach you how to use it." Tang San felt a hint of anger and agreement with this girl he had seen for the first time who was studying hidden weapons alone.

After Tang San's instruction, Meng Yiran quickly learned how to use the bone-penetrating nails. Tang San said:

"Then I'm going to prepare to absorb the soul ring. You can study it yourself!"

Seeing the smile on Tang San's face, Meng Yiran suddenly came close and kissed Tang San on the face, then looked away with a blush and explained:

"Don't think too much, I'm just fulfilling the bet I just made."

"Uh, oh, then I'll go back and recover my soul power first." Tang San escaped back in a somewhat embarrassed manner, sitting down cross-legged to practice.

Duke Long and Snake Lady looked at Tang San and then Meng Yiran with a pleased smile on their faces. Ma Hongjun was also smiling, while Xiao Wu had a strange smile on his face. He gave Ma Hongjun a funny look and understood. Ma Hongjun's intention to raise the stakes, Meng Yiran looked at the bone-penetrating nail in his hand, peeking at Tang San from time to time.

After a while, Tang San opened his eyes and said to Ma Hongjun:

"Brother, wait for my good news and I will try my best to catch up with you."

"I believe you! I'm waiting for you." Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

Tang San stood up and walked to the corpse of the Man-Faced Demon Spider and began to absorb the spirit ring.