Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

"Teacher!" All the team members returned to the rest area. Tang San couldn't help but straighten his back. The hearty victory brought his confidence to a new height.

"Well, not bad, but don't be careless. This is only the first game, and the opponent is only Tiandou Team [-]. After this, I believe that other participating teams will definitely formulate tactics against you. Don't be careless." Patting Tang San on the shoulder, the master looked expectantly.

"Yes, teacher!" nodded, maybe Tang San also felt that he had indeed expanded by a hundred million points.

"Okay, let's go back to the academy first. The first round of qualifiers will take two more days. Then you will have enough time to rest. However, Xiaosan, you still need to work harder these two days. You have to work with Erlong and I during the day. Get up to watch the battle and practice again at night. Although you don't have to go on the field, it is a good opportunity to observe your opponent, which will help you better plan your tactics in the future." In order to better establish Tang San's image, the master no longer pretends to be anything. .

And for the master, a hard-working tool man, what else can Yang Pojun do besides applaud?

After all, high-quality tool men like Grandmaster and Tang San are really rare!

You can gain reputation just by lying down!

Look to the sky...

This feeling is simply too exaggerated...

It's just that you are just watching the battle. Why do you need to bring my little aunt with you?

Perhaps he also heard Yang Pojun's thoughts. Liu Erlong, who had been whispering to Ye Lingling and the others just now, immediately put away his kind and friendly smile when he heard this, and showed a "we all met by chance" expression, and said:

"Xiao Gang, I'll forget it. I'll leave the team to you. I can rest assured. Besides, I have things to do these days, so I won't come to watch the battle!"

The master's stiff face twitched slightly, and the disappointed expression flashed away, and then he forced a smile: "Uh...then...okay..."

Because there was only one game in the opening ceremony today, all the spectators and participating team members began to leave the venue one after another.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Yang Pojun suddenly felt that the way the master looked at his little aunt today was a little too right!

Why do you say that?

Because Yang Pojun saw something called hope in his eyes...

Are you trying to cause trouble... Narrowing his eyes, Yang Pojun turned his back on the master.

"Boss, boss, did you see my performance just now? Is it fierce or not?" Tailong approached Yang Pojun and raised his arms excitedly, showing off his biceps.

"Cute, it's so cute... Go ahead and play!" After waving his hand, Yang Pojun frowned, pinched his chin, and looked at the master's back with doubtful eyes.

The little aunt has already led Ye Lingling and the others towards the exit passage. The master led Tang San closely behind, and the others followed in an orderly manner!

Tai Lung, who was asking for trouble, scratched his head. He didn't know why the boss had such an expression. After muttering something in a low voice, he turned around and ran a few steps to exchange his thoughts with Huang Yuan.

Master, this tool man, is a bit unusual today. Why do you feel that this guy is trying to be a monster?

Yang Pojun stood there, staring at the master's back. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it...

Seeing that a group of people were about to disappear from sight, I suddenly felt a thunderclap on my forehead, and my thinking gradually became clearer.

"Fuck... not good!" Yang Pojun suddenly figured everything out with a slap on his forehead.

If the master hadn't suddenly invited his little aunt to watch the match today, he wouldn't have noticed it yet. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that 8 is right.

谷叭

Yang Pojun had a deep memory. When the aunt and the master made it clear at the beginning that he was already a master, although the master did not leave Lanba Academy for Tang San, his whole person was extremely depressed, his eyes were dull, his expression was decadent, and he was different from the little one. The aunt didn't have any communication, she was like a stranger.

But since he and his little aunt came back from sending Xiao Wu off, the master's whole person has obviously changed. The most intuitive feeling is that he is full of fighting spirit. His eyes are no longer dull, but full of hope, especially when he looks at his little aunt. When I was there, I felt an inexplicable longing.

At first I didn't pay much attention to it, but now that I think about it, there is indeed a problem.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, Yang Pojun could roughly guess why this happened.

The reason is very simple. Although the little aunt said that she already has a heart, the master and the others have been coming to Lanba Academy for a while, but the man of the little aunt has never appeared, which makes people suspicious...

If you are interested, ask the original teachers of Lanba College...

Ha... maybe the master is still lucky, thinking that Liu Erlong is just angry with him, so he lied that he belongs to him...

From this point of view, the master is evil-minded and wants to take advantage of the little aunt's lottery ticket.

There was already no hope, even if I wrote a thank you for your patronage, it would just be another disappointment.

If we get a special prize, we will make a lot of money...

"There are hundreds of millions of people to worry about..." Yang Pojun scratched his head. Although Yang Pojun probably guessed the master's thoughts, he was helpless to deal with this situation.

After all, the relationship between myself and my aunt is still similar to that of an underground party - shady!

There was no way he could openly hold the little aunt's hand to prove that he was the one who cuckolded the master, right?

Will your fish pond explode by then?

But seeing another man keep eyeing his woman... I really want to hit him... What should I do?

"Brother Yang, what is making you so worried? Tell me and see if I can help you?"

I don't know when, Qian Renxue, who was wearing Xueqinghe skin, walked up behind Yang Pojun with a smile.

You kill the master for me... He turned around and glanced at the calm Qian Renxue. Thinking that she had not yet fulfilled her promise, Yang Pojun got angry and acted like a prank, taking advantage of Qian Renxue's lack of attention. , hugged his neck and said: "Brother Xue, you are unjust, where are the things?"

Being hugged by Yang Pojun coldly, Qian Renxue's expression suddenly froze, and her body suddenly stiffened. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and then her face turned slightly red. She tried her best to break free from Yang Pojun's clutches, pretending to be nonchalant. .

"I have prepared the materials, but the production will take some time. It will be completed in a few days!" Qian Renxue resisted the urge to slap Yang Pojun to death and tried to calm down the turbulence in her heart. The anger...

This bastard, he...he actually dares to hug himself...no...I'm going to kill him...forget it...he is still useful...save his life first!

"So fast?" Yang Pojun was stunned and looked at Qian Renxue with some confusion. He really didn't expect Qian Renxue to move so quickly. He originally thought that she could finish it before the end of the Soul Master Competition. But it’s only been a few days?

However, when I think about it, I feel relieved. As the real eldest lady of Wuhun Palace, as long as there is anything in this world, she can't get it.

Hiss...Miss Wuhundian...did I hug her just now?

I feel like she might be angry...

Do you think she will kill me?