Douluo's opening send-off system

Tang San was tied into a rice dumpling with blue silver grass and lifted in front of the giant grass cocoon. The giant cocoon slowly moved away, revealing the man in a bamboo hat inside.

"Boy, why are you running away? I haven't had enough fun yet!" The mysterious man's cold laughter fell on Tang San's ears, like a devil's whisper, with anger surging in his eyes.

From the "fight" just now, he knew that if this person wanted to kill him, it would be like crushing a bug, but he just let him fight back, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

It was really too much to bully people. If he had enough financial support, he could make one of the top ten concealed weapons, how could he be so humiliated!

Lan Yincao put Tang San down and let go of him. At this time, he was only seven steps away from Han Wuyi. With such a close distance, it must be too late for him to release the soul skill just now, right?

How could he miss such a good opportunity? He raised his hand and shot, but the moment he raised his hand, Han Wuyi disappeared, and the arrow in his sleeve was empty. Tang San threw away the empty arrow in his sleeve and fired a few more darts. After falling into his hand, the Purple Demon Eyes were used to their full potential, observing the surroundings.

A bluesilver grass with a tumor slowly rose up behind him and turned into Han Wuyi. The moment Han Wuyi appeared, Tang San felt a chill down his spine. He gritted his teeth and the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared. He swung it hard behind him in his hand.

Ding!

The crisp metal chirping exploded in my ears, causing my ears to hurt. However, I took advantage of the inertia of the counter-shock and flew backwards. After landing on the ground, I rolled a few times. After releasing my force, I half-knelt down with the Clear Sky Hammer. Looking at Han Wuyi from the ground, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

Han Wuyi stood there with his sword behind his back, still in the same mocking tone: "The reaction is not bad!"

No one saw the hand holding the sword hidden behind his back, which was shaking constantly, and a trace of blood spilled from the tiger's mouth.

Seeing the sword blade protruding from Han Wuyi's shoulder, he was shocked and panicked in his heart.

Didn't the teacher say that there are only three twin martial spirits in the entire continent? One of them has died a long time ago. He is one of the only two remaining twin martial spirit owners. Is this person the other one? Does he still have a chance to grow up?

If it were him, he wouldn't let himself live!

The twin martial arts talents are peerless, as long as they are unique, there is no need for a second one!

Han Wuyi's figure disappeared, and instantly came to Tang San, slashing him with his sword. Tang San raised his hammer to block, Ding!

Seeing that the sword was blocked, Han Wuyi smiled ferociously under the bamboo hat, his eyes full of madness.

"Ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-gourd-baby..."

A burst of crazy chops chopped the Clear Sky Hammer into pieces, causing Tang San to vomit blood all over his face. He opened his eyes wide when he saw the sword shadow falling violently, and the blade stopped on his head. Three inches later, he could clearly see what kind of sword it was.

One side is a blade and the other is teeth, strange and bloodthirsty.

The man in the bamboo hat breathed heavily, trying hard to calm down his emotions. After a long time, he took back his martial spirit and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaosan, I really envy you, I envy you!"

Envy me?

Is there something wrong with this person?

Han Wuyi saw his thoughts and without explaining, took out a notebook and threw it to Tang San: "This is my training experience. Take a good look at it and practice it carefully. You can increase the upper limit of soul ring absorption. Don't neglect it. !" After saying that, he left without stopping.

Tang San was dumbfounded, this man must be sick!

When he came here he looked like he was going to kill him, but he just beat himself up and then left with his original training experience?

After walking a few steps, Han Wuyi stopped, turned around and said, "You have to take a good look. I'll come to check tomorrow. If you can't answer the question, I'll really beat you up!"

After saying that, he disappeared from Tang San's eyes, not even the Purple Demon Eyes could catch how he left.

So strong! What a pity that my brain is sick! I've vomited blood and it's not considered a beating, so how can it be considered a beating or amputating my hands and feet?

Pick up the notes on the ground

, clutching his chest and slowly left...