Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

After hearing Yang Jian's unceremonious reply, Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he almost spit fire with his eyes because of Yang Jian's contempt, and became furious.

"I, Wang Sheng, hate the most when others look down on me!"

The sturdy young man, who was a head taller than Yang Jian, shouted angrily, took a step back, raised his fist and hit Yang Jian's face without reservation.

The onlookers who were attracted by the movement of the two people looked at this scene with unbearable expressions on their faces.

"This man is too fierce. That little brother just looks at him and will hit him."

"I'll tell the teacher right away."

"It has long been said that many working-study students are unreasonable, and it is indeed true."

These nonsense words penetrated into Wang Sheng's ears, irritating his sensitive heart even more, making him look hateful.

The punch, which was already based on the man's height and strength, was unreserved, but at this time, a layer of light yellow shadow was attached, and the illusory appearance of a tiger's claw was vaguely visible.

This Wang Sheng clearly used the ability of the martial spirit directly.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

In his eyes, all of Wang Sheng's movements were no different than a clown in slow motion. No move could escape his capture, and the ruthlessness of his attacks also surprised Yang Jian.

He looks like an immature child of six or seven years old. Under normal circumstances, he has just awakened and cannot use soul power and soul skills yet.

If he were hit by Wang Sheng's punch using a soul skill, it would only be a trivial matter to have serious sequelae. In severe cases, he could even be killed on the spot.

Yang Jian, who originally planned to teach this man a small lesson, his eyes became sharp.

He smiled coldly, then took a step forward, and almost ran into Wang Sheng's arms when he saw the unexpected look in his eyes. At the same time, he turned around, clasped Wang Sheng's wrist with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other, and leaned forward to exert force.

It doesn't require any martial arts, just a quick and vigorous over-the-shoulder throw.

Wang Sheng felt his eyes blurred, and his body was thrown out uncontrollably like a rag doll. The sky and the earth spun around in his vision, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

"you!"

He looked frightened and tried to stand up in panic.

But there was a pain in his chest, and Yang Jian stepped directly on him, as if he was being pressed down by a huge boulder, unable to move at all.

Looking up again, Yang Jian's calm and childish face reflected the light in Wang Sheng's pupils, making him feel great fear in his heart, knowing that he had met someone he could not mess with.

"You're so ruthless in your attacks."

"If I don't show you how good I am, I'm afraid I won't have a long memory in the future."

Yang Jian said lightly, an internal force flowed down from Wang Sheng's right leg and entered Wang Sheng's body in the blink of an eye.

He is not a good saint, but he is not a vicious person who will kill people because of the slightest contradiction.

Yang Jian disdains the idea of ​​killing a mentally retarded child.

Therefore, when the internal energy of the flaming sun explodes later, it will not kill Wang Sheng, but it will make him seriously ill with fever due to the fire poison, and he will spend several months in bed.

Next to him, Tang San's lavender pupils shrank slightly, sensing the inner force entering Wang Sheng's body.

He reached out and flicked it, and a black shadow went straight to Yang Jian's back.

Without even looking, Yang Jian turned sideways to avoid it, reached forward and grabbed the black figure between his fingers, then turned around, bent his fingers, used his internal strength, and flicked hard towards Tang San.

call out!

The stones turned back faster than they came.

Tang San's pupils narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to the side, narrowly avoiding Yang Jian's counterattack. His face was slightly stinging, and at the same time he was horrified in his heart.

After he obtained the soul ring of the Mandala Snake, his stagnant strength increased a lot, and he felt that it was already comparable to Yang Jian's back then, but this moment of fighting let him know that Yang Jian's strength had also improved. Changjin can still suppress him easily.

But without a real fight, it's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker... Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his mind.

Because he believed that the hidden weapon technique was his unique skill, which was enough to bridge many power gaps.

Although the Locust Stone popped up by Yang Jian was also very fast and violent, in Tang San's opinion, the technique was crude and clumsy, relying entirely on strong strength and abundant internal energy, which showed that he didn't know much about hidden weapons.

"With 24 Bridges and a bright moonlit night, I have a rich store of hidden weapons, so I won't be afraid of him."

Thinking of this, Tang San's face darkened, and he yelled at Yang Jian: "What do you want to do? You've already beaten people like this and you want to beat them again. Do you want to cause death in the academy?"

The onlookers who were attracted by the news were all shocked when they heard that people were killed.

Tang San was quite skillful in using the method of hating him.

Yang Jian was startled for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly. Feng Qingyun said calmly: "When he made the first move, you didn't stop him, but now you stop me. What's the reason?"

As he spoke, he stepped on Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng struggled but could not move.

"Boss, you are better than me, beat him for me!" he shouted at Yang Jian's feet.

Before Tang San could speak, Yang Jian had a look of surprise on his face, shook his head at Tang San and said: "So you are in the same group, no wonder you are trying to get along."

Upon hearing what Yang Jian said, the students who came around showed contempt for Tang San.

It seems that this kind of behavior is looked down upon no matter in which world it is.

Tang San's palace was very deep and he was not angry. He just looked at Yang Jian and said, "No matter what, it is a fact that you are stepping on him now. How long do you want to step on him?"

The meaning of these words is to make everyone think that Yang Jian has a surly character and is unreasonable and unforgiving.

Some smart people had vaguely heard the incompatible and tit-for-tat words between Tang San and Yang Jian.

At the same time, a crisp sound like a silver bell sounded.

"Brother Yang Jian, is someone bullying you?"

"Xiao Wu is here to help you!"

Turning around, he saw the delicate-faced Xiao Wu, with an angry look on her face, who separated from the crowd and stood next to Yang Jian, glaring at Tang San.

Yang Jian touched Xiao Wu's head and felt it was silky and soft. He smiled and said, "Who can bully me? I've already knocked people down."

Wang Sheng hesitated and wanted to speak, but Yang Jian stepped on him hard and was speechless. He could only continue to lie there with a pale face.

Tang San, who was opposite, looked at Xiao Wu with something strange in his eyes. At the same time, because of the intimate behavior between Yang Jian and Xiao Wu, he subconsciously felt a sense of jealousy and resentment in his heart.

Tang San felt his emotional changes keenly, was startled, and took a few deep breaths to calm down.

"What's going on? It's just a strange girl, why does it make me feel strange?"

He shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, then turned his attention to Yang Jian alone, and said in a deep voice: "I apologize to you on behalf of Wang Sheng, and this matter will end here."

"He has a reckless personality and just has no intention of conflict."

Yang Jian nodded, but did not move his feet away from Wang Sheng's body. He just glanced at Tang San's jade-inlaid belt and said, "He said you are his boss, so as the boss, after all, Be somewhat responsible.”

"Let's do this. You and I will have a duel. If you win, then it will be as you wish. I will just pretend that this never happened."

After a pause, Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and he changed the topic: "But if you lose, give me the soul guide on your waist."

He was just thinking about how to get the 24 Bridges of Bright Moon Night from Tang San, but Tang San directly gave the opportunity to him because of a stupid and impulsive friend.

On the other side, Tang San's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Yang Jian actually wanted the soul tool he had just obtained. If he lost the soul tool, he didn't know how to explain it to the master, so he originally planned to reject it directly.