Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

"Blue Silver Grass? When will Blue Silver Grass be able to be practiced?" He pretended to be slightly startled and looked extremely surprised. The acting expert Yang Pojun came online.

If Yang Pojun was pretending, then the others behind him were really surprised, especially Tai Long, whose mouth suddenly burst into laughter, looking at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

The rest of Shrek glared angrily, but Tang San looked calm and said the classic words very cooperatively: "My teacher once said that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters."

After hearing this, the master's gloomy expression gradually softened, and an ugly smile like an old father appeared on his stiff face. He took a deep breath. Everyone in the world looked down on me and said I was a waste. Now my theories are being verified one by one on Xiaosan. , it turns out that my theory is correct.

Ha... There is no useless martial spirit, only a useless soul master. He is worthy of being a brother to Flanders. One is misleading children, the other is deceitful. These words are just to deceive children!

Yang Pojun really wanted to tell Tang San, you have been deceived, you are stupid, your Blue Silver Grass is not an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, it is the unique Blue Silver Emperor, one that can compete with the top martial arts spirits on the continent. Comparable high-end goods!

In fact, Yang Pojun does not need to evaluate whether the master's theory is correct or not. You can know it from other people's attitudes towards the master.

It may be unconvincing for someone to say that he is a loser, but the soul master world in the entire continent is not all idiots. Why is there no such treasure boy as the master of discovery with a discerning eye?

Why don't others believe his theory, "There are no useless martial arts spirits, only useless soul masters"? As long as you look in the mirror before going out, you wouldn't have said such a thing if you had just drank a few sips the night before.

Not to mention that Tang Hao recognized the master. Compared with the teachers in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, the master obviously has an advantage. If Tang Hao had not retired and stayed in the Haotian Sect, do you think he would be willing to Tang San handed it to the master.

Although he was slandering in his heart, on the surface, Yang Pojun nodded with deep approval: "Well said, being able to say this clearly shows that your teacher is a powerful soul master. Otherwise, I can’t say such grand words.”

"???"

Tang San's mouth twitched, his face slightly embarrassed: "No, you are wrong. Affected by the martial spirit factor, although my teacher is not strong, his theory is invincible..."

After finishing speaking, Tang San vaguely felt that something was wrong...

"Affected by martial arts factors? Didn't you say that there are only useless soul masters and no useless martial arts? Blue Silver Grass can cultivate to more than 30 levels, what martial spirit can be worse than Blue Silver Grass?" Wrinkled Frowning, Yang Pojun looked at Tang San with a puzzled expression!

A sentence of torture from the soul, Tang San was stunned...

What is a slap in the face at the speed of light, a stab in the back from the soul, and an invisible stab in the heart?

Yang Pojun never looked at the master, as if he really didn't know who Tang San's teacher was!

There was nothing strange about his innocent face.

That is to say, there is no Oscar in Douluo World, otherwise the Academy Award this year would have to go to Yang Pojun!

"........."

Even though Tang San was a man with an exquisite mind, he was speechless at this moment. He felt that Yang Pojun did it on purpose, but he had no evidence.

After all, he said it himself, so it is reasonable for him to ask...

Luo Sanpao: There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters, are you right?Yu Xiaogang.

At this moment, the master's face could no longer be described as ugly. One second, a smile was still hanging on his face, and the next second, his expression suddenly lost control.

"No...impossible...how could it be like this?" The master's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he was suddenly confused by a hundred thousand reasons.

At this moment, Flanders had already come over, and his expression changed drastically when he heard Yang Pojun's question. He knew that the master had been obsessed with the study of martial arts since his emotional frustration. It can be said that before Tang San appeared, the martial soul theory was the master's. everything of.

After so many years, he may not realize why his theory has not been accepted by the world, but how could Flanders not know?

It's just that out of sympathy, he didn't want to attack the master.

Now, after completely losing Liu Erlong, his theory has burst like a bubble. One can imagine what a fatal blow this is to the master's fragile mind!

Through the lenses, a pair of pupils stared sharply at Yang Pojun, Flanders not hiding his murderous intent.

After giving the master a complicated look with dull eyes, Liu Erlong's intuition told her: "This little bastard definitely did it on purpose. He knows that Xiaogang is this kid's teacher."

However, even though he guessed it, Liu Erlong still remained silent.

Don't ask, if you ask, just do it on purpose. Whatever my little man says is right!

"Damn, that's too bad..." Almost at the same time, all Shrek's teachers and students glanced at the master, whose face was pale and his eyes were dull. The same thought came to mind unconsciously.

When they looked at the master again, everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts. They were not Flanders, they had no life-long friendship with the master, and they were not Tang San. They were like father and son with the master. They were just spectators.

However, the only thing that is the same is that their faces are slightly ugly. After all, the master is also a member of Shrek. If the master is embarrassed when he is away from home, it is equivalent to the entire Shrek being embarrassed...

Unlike the teachers and students of Shrek, except for Liu Erlong and Yang Pojun, everyone at Lanba Academy seemed a little confused at first, not knowing who the teacher named Tang San was.

However, as everyone in Shrek glanced at the master, they turned their eyes and aimed at the new leader...

Oh...it can't be him, right?

In silence, all the Lanba students present looked at the master, some with disdain, some with contempt, some with gloating, and some shaking their heads and sighing.

Huh...a series of gazes came over me.

The master swayed, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He felt that his heart was beating violently, the blood rushed to his face, and a sense of shame arose spontaneously.

Being stared at by everyone, the master felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with his head lowered and his throat swelling, as if he wanted to dig a hole and get in!

"Xiao Gang..." Flender reached out to support the master who was about to fall, and Flanders had mixed feelings in his heart.

The shame on his face receded like a tide, and the master froze there, not daring to move: "I...I'm fine..."

He deserves to die... Tang San's face was gloomy, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and when he looked at Yang Pojun again, his eyes were already burning with blazing anger.

He didn't care whether the master's theory was correct or not, he only knew that Yang Pojun should be punished for humiliating his division commander in front of everyone!

Seeing Tang San's cold side glance, Yang Pojun apologized again and again as if he was thinking and cupped his hands: "Oh, Master is your teacher? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

"No one is a saint, and no one can do anything wrong. Xiaogang, don't be surprised. Xiaojun said it unintentionally. Xiaojun, why don't you apologize to Xiaogang quickly?" For some reason, Liu Erlong felt relieved for no reason. However, on the surface, he scolded Yang Pojun with a serious face.

"Oh...oh...oh...Master, I'm sorry, sir, please don't be on the same level as me!" Seeing that his purpose of irritating Tang San was achieved, Yang Pojun listened to his little aunt's opinion obediently.

The master's face was pale and he shook his head feebly. He didn't dare to raise his head or even look at Liu Erlong. His pride was ruthlessly trampled on, but he was unable to refute, God, why are you so unfair to me...

I'm not a waste...no...

"Come on, talking more is useless, I will prove to you that the teacher's theory is correct!" Looking at the master's lost look, Tang San felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. From childhood to adulthood, the master was the only one who thought that he was like a human being. The existence of a parent and son, and he has long regarded the master as his father.

Therefore, at this moment Tang San has already made murderous intentions!

However, Tang San knew that the person who could make Dai Mubai feel afraid was not weak, but he also had a hidden weapon as a back-up. Maybe his soul power was not as good as his, but if he added a hidden weapon, the outcome would still be unknown. .

"Okay, let's do it! Yang Pojun, Wuhun Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Gun, as for the level, you don't need to know, and I won't bully you. As long as you can force me to use soul skills, you will win."

arrogant...

blatant discrimination...

Is he really powerful, or is he trying to hide it?