Douluo's opening send-off system

After walking not far, I saw a person lying in front of me. I looked closely and saw that it was Wang Sheng. I hurriedly walked over and squatted down to help him, but I stopped and saw a foot at the corner of the flower bed.

He stood up and walked slowly over. Several students fell to the ground, and there was also a teacher. His body froze slightly, and he looked back. Sure enough, there was no Bluesilver Grass anywhere.

The bluesilver grass that originally covered the ground disappeared, leaving only potholes on the ground...

next day

An ordinary young man in simple clothes, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, pushed a cart of dirt to the bumpy road, stopped, picked up a shovel, and began to shovel and backfill the soil, taking down the dirt.

Bang~bang~...

Violent, powerful, and regular impacts suddenly resounded. While slapping the soil, he kept thinking in his heart. There seemed to be a group of dark tentacles dancing behind him, filled with resentment.

Yesterday I met a psychopath. I gave him a beating without saying a word, threw him a notebook and left, saying I would come for a checkup today.

Originally, I had planned to immediately step up my search for materials and make those powerful hidden weapons after I returned home, hoping that one day I would meet someone who could avenge my past humiliation.

He didn't expect to say "I'll come back tomorrow." He was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night, fearing that the lunatic would suddenly jump out and beat him until he went crazy.

Unexpectedly, I spent the whole night worried and frightened in vain. This morning, I didn’t even continue my daily practice. I just ran away to repair the ground that was damaged by the psychopath yesterday. If the repair couldn’t be done today, I would have to pay compensation.

Alas, a penny can stump a heroic man~

Before he could finish his sigh, he noticed someone looking at him from behind. He immediately jumped over the flower bed, turned around and saw a man in black robe wearing a bamboo hat, looking at him.

Wasn't he a fat man yesterday?

Tang San raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he could see Tang San's doubts, and the man in black robe asked slightly teasingly: "I heard that someone stole a girl's underwear at Notting College last night, Tai, couldn't it be you? "

What has changed? I do not know how?

Tang San was startled for a moment, but then he realized that this person was saying that he stayed up last night to become a concubine!

Simply deceiving!

"The first soul skill: Coil!"

Furious, he immediately ignored the difference in strength between the two and launched his soul skills to attack Han Wuyi. At the same time, he threw out the last few hidden weapons on his body, not only to trap Han Wuyi, but to at least hold him back for a while. , making it impossible for him to dodge his hidden weapon.

As long as it can hurt or come into contact with this madman's skin, he can be poisoned. The hidden weapons are poisoned. It is the poison of the Tang Sect in his previous life. As long as it touches the skin, even if he is a Hun Wang, he will die. undoubtedly.

What surprised him was that Han Wuyi didn't dodge his soul skills, letting the blue silver grass wrap around his legs and quickly move towards his upper body.

And the touch feedback from Bluesilver Grass is... wrong! He didn't hit my soul skill at all!

Tang San's pupils suddenly dilated, and he activated Ghost Shadow and left the place. As soon as he left, he heard a bang and mud splashed on his forehead.

He glanced sideways with lingering fear, and saw that the place where he originally stood was occupied by a small hole, and a large gap was directly penetrated in the flower bed in front of him.

"Why are you still so naughty?"

"How is this possible!?" Tang San's face was filled with shock, and the summoned Clear Sky Hammer also dissipated.

Han Wuyi was seen walking step by step, like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, and his blue silver grass was actually guarding him, like a loyal subordinate, protecting his master.

He could even clearly feel that his martial soul was bowing to the entire mysterious man and even begging, as if the attack on him just now was an offense that could lead to death.

Han Wuyi, who was still walking just now, suddenly disappeared. Tang San immediately turned around, his hands folded like white jade in front of his chest, his eyes turned purple.

As expected, a powerful and heavy kick hit the arm and hit the chest hard. His throat suddenly felt sweet, and the green shrubs in the flower bed flew out and fell to the ground. A carp stood up and covered his chest, Yin Hong Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.