Douluo: Peeking at the diary, the goddesses are broken

Tang San didn't listen to his opponent's begging for mercy at all. He had already regarded his opponent as Wang Jingyu, so he would not be merciful at all.

The whole place fell into silence as the great watermelon exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

Tang San looked very calm after killing his opponent. Although his face was covered in blood, he didn't look uncomfortable at all.

This made everyone present feel terrified. It was difficult for such a terrifyingly calm six-year-old child to imagine what he had gone through.

Tang Hao couldn't help but look at his son's high performance. His son had never killed anyone before.

Even though he had been accompanying him in the small place of Holy Soul Village, he never expected that he could have such a character. The existence of such a character made even Tang Hao feel ashamed.

Thinking of his previous experience in the Killing City, he was inevitably disgusted by that kind of place.

However, his son's character is definitely the most suitable being to practice in the field of killing. It seems that there will be an opportunity in the future to arrange for his son to go to the city of killing.

Of course, if possible, Tang Hao would not want his son to become such a vicious and cruel person.

But because of Wang Jingyu's existence, they felt threatened, especially since their father and son had offended Wang Jingyu. In addition, Tang Hao would never forget this grudge.

So at this moment, he also supported his son to undergo such an experience. Only such cruel power could allow Tang San to grow up quickly and become a strong man.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao turned around and walked directly outside the Soto City Great Soul Fighting Arena. Since his son had such a character, there was no need for him to worry about anything.

He was basically certain that with his current temperament, his son would be invincible in the lowest life-and-death arena.

In the future, under such cruel experience, his son will soon become a strong man in his own right.

However, Tang Hao was a little worried. If his wife could be resurrected one day in the future, would he blame himself for being so cruel?

Tang San on the ring suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look in the direction of Tang Hao, but Tang Hao had long been overwhelmed by countless figures, making him unable to reach his eyes.

Tang San withdrew his gaze, looked at the corpse on the ground, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Wang! Just wait for me. One day I will kill you and rescue Xiao Wu and his wife!

Time, now I only have time. As long as I have enough time, I will be able to defeat you one day. "

If Wang Jingyu heard Tang San's remarks here now, he would definitely laugh out loud.

This kid Tang San just smashed a level 24 trash to death, so he thought he was so awesome.

If it weren't for the fear that the future would be too boring, Tang San would have been killed by him long ago, and it would be his turn to scream here.

The boy Tang San is arrogant now only because he, Wang, allows him to be arrogant.

If he, the king, doesn't allow it, even if Tang San has become a god, he, the king, will still have a way to cure him!

After winning a round, Tang San received fifty gold soul coins. As a reward in the death arena, it would definitely not be possible to earn just ten gold soul coins like in an ordinary death arena.

The income gained from a life-and-death arena match is several times or even ten times that of an ordinary arena match. After all, a life-and-death arena is about exchanging victory, and it is not an ordinary game.

Many onlookers in the audience who bought Tang San's opponent to win had bitter expressions on their faces.

They didn't expect that the child in front of them, who looked only about six or seven years old, would actually have those methods, and he would be even more cruel and ruthless than expected.

Not only did he win the Death Battle Arena, but his expression never changed after he killed the target. This kind of mentality was terrifyingly calm.

After Tang San stepped off the ring, Ma Hongjun, who came over to him, couldn't help but praise him.

"Xiao San, you are so handsome. I didn't expect you to be able to win a battle with an opponent with level 24 soul power. I admire you!"

At this moment, Ma Hongjun felt sincere admiration for the companion in front of him who looked almost the same as himself.

Flanders also reached out and patted Tang San on the shoulder, saying something appreciatively.

"Good job, Junior San. You will have a good rest later. There is another game in the afternoon, and the opponent in that game will be stronger.

You must not be careless. I heard that your opponent's martial spirit in the next match is the agility-type Swift Wind Demonic Wolf martial spirit with a spirit power as high as level 29. You have to be careful. "

When Tang San heard Flanders' reminder, his expression couldn't help but become serious.

Level 29, agility and attack type martial spirit, this is extremely difficult for Tang San at the moment.

It would be extremely difficult to restrict the opponent's movements by relying solely on blue silver entanglement. The body skills that I was so proud of had nothing to be proud of in front of an agility-type spirit master who was fourteen levels above me.

It's no exaggeration to say that if he didn't have Xiu Jian as his trump card, Tang San felt that his chance of winning was close to 0.

Even with such a trump card, Tang San felt that his winning rate would not be very high, and the only way was to make his opponent underestimate him.

This very much takes into consideration Tang San's acting skills and the character of his subsequent opponent.

So at this moment, Tang San felt extremely stressed, so he didn't bother to talk to Ma Hongjun anymore, and planned to go to his private room to have a good rest, and study what tactics he should use to make his opponent underestimate him.

It's a pity that the teacher doesn't know why, but he just doesn't want to come to the Soto City Great Soul Fighting Arena. Otherwise, if the teacher is by his side now, he can have a good discussion with the teacher about tactics.

Tang San, who had doubts in his heart, glanced at Flanders, who was tall and wearing a pair of gold glasses, and asked after pondering for a moment.

"Dean, can I ask you a question?"

Flanders felt the curious gaze from Tang San and nodded slightly.

"What do you want to ask? As long as it's not a matter of principle or money, I will tell you the truth."

"Hmm..." After Tang San nodded, he directly asked his question.

"Dean, why didn't my teacher take us to the Great Soul Fighting Arena in person? Instead, he asked you to take us here?

I don’t know why, but my teacher always seems to be averse to the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Not only the Great Soul Fighting Arena, but my teacher seems to be afraid to even go on the streets of Soto City. "

"Yes, yes, I also discovered this problem."

At this moment, Ma Hongjun also remembered that the master had hardly been out since he came to Soto City, although he still had some inconvenience in his hands and feet.

But after careful treatment by the healing soul master invited by the dean, he no longer needs to use a wheelchair.

This master is still unwilling to leave Shrek Academy and go to the streets. This feeling is like a wanted criminal who dares not see the light of day and only dares to hide in the one-third of an acre of Shrek Academy.