The return of the king of Douluo Continent

After the meal, everyone at the table was in a better mood.

"Shaoyu, thanks to your wine, it tastes really good!"

Tang San only drank some, Jianyi drank even less, but Dai Mubai drank more, so Dai Mubai was just smiling stupidly.

"Brother Jianyi, I'll send Shaoyu back to his room to rest. I'll ask you to send these things back later."

After Tang San finished speaking, just as he was about to help Dai Mubai leave, Jianyi suddenly said: "No, just ask the people at the inn to send these things back."

"Ah?" Tang San was stunned for a while before he reacted, "That's okay too."

After saying that, Tang San glanced at Hai Ling. Hai Ling understood what Tang San meant and went to call the people from the inn.

Tang San sent Dai Mubai back to his room to rest. When he returned to his room, Jianyi was still sitting there, as if waiting for him to come back.

Seeing Tang San return, Jianyi was about to speak when suddenly there was a dull pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spilled out.

When he raised his head again, there was a trace of blood on his lips, and his expression was miserable and frightening.

"Senior, are you okay?" Tang San looked at the weak Jianyi and asked with concern.

"It's okay. I have passed on all the spiritual power I accumulated to you. I am a little weak now. I will be fine after a few days of cultivation." Jianyi said in a weak voice.

Tang San immediately sat cross-legged behind Jianyi, using his palms to press against Jianyi's back, the lingering spiritual power slowly flowed into Jianyi's body, helping Jianyi deal with the injuries in his body.

Jianyi's injury is not optimistic, and as he is now, he is only helping Jianyi heal his injuries, not giving his spiritual power to Jianyi, so Jianyi is still very weak.

The reason why he became like this was basically because of Tang San, so Tang San blamed himself and was also worried about him.

"Brother Jianyi, this..." Tang San looked at Jianyi and said seriously, "I will definitely let you return to the top one day."

Jianyi seemed to rest for a long time before continuing: "My spiritual power has basically entered your body now. You can combine it with your own spiritual power. I believe it will definitely help you advance. In this way, you can In the next knockout rounds, we will have greater certainty.”

"How could I..." Tang San couldn't bear to take the spiritual power of Jianyi as his own, then who would he be? Robber? In that case, what should I do with my sword intention?

Jianyi frowned, "You're a big man, why are you grinding and grinding? Don't even think about returning it to me. Spiritual power is passed around, and there will inevitably be losses. You'd better keep it well. Anyway, if you don't combine it with yourself, , sooner or later it will dissipate, and that would be called a waste!"

The two of them were silent again. After Tang San used his strength to help Jianyi heal his injuries, he stopped his strength, breathed a long sigh of relief, and quickly asked: "Brother Jianyi, how do you feel now?"

"I feel better, thank you."

Although Jianyi's complexion at this time was still a little pale, his expression was already somewhat graceful, much better than before.

Seeing that Jianyi was obviously getting better, Tang San also felt very relieved. He had finally done something that could make Jianyi feel better.

Jianyi stood up, took a deep breath and said, "I have a set of palm techniques to give to you."

"This……"

"You don't have to refuse. I won't give you the mental formulas or the like, nor will I give you its rubbings. I will only give you the moves. You have to understand the rest by yourself. Do you understand what I mean? ?”

Tang San nodded heavily, "I understand!"

Martial arts cannot be passed on casually. Each sect has its own unique martial arts. Others may not be good at it, nor may it be suitable for others, so they cannot be passed on casually.

Jianyi said this, so the martial arts he taught must be very suitable for Tang San, but he couldn't violate the prohibition on teaching martial arts to others, so he only taught him moves.

But even in this state, Tang San was confident that he could comprehend this set of martial arts as his own and give it new meaning!

Thinking of this, Tang San was full of confidence! The blood in the chest seemed to be burning!

The sword thought said: ""Walking Cloud Palm", as the name suggests, the speed of palm movement must be fast. When your speed reaches a certain level, coupled with your spiritual power, you can achieve devastating power!"

From what he said, this "Walking Cloud Palm" should be a martial skill of a high level, otherwise it would be difficult to achieve such high power.

As if he guessed what Tang San was thinking, Jianyi said: "Yes, this "Walking Cloud Palm" is a very powerful martial skill. I can't tell you how advanced it is. I can only say that after knowing its I can't understand all the details, and I still haven't been able to understand its true power. I teach you today, which can be regarded as placing a hope on you, hoping that you can understand it."

"I will definitely live up to your expectations, Brother Jianyi!"

After saying that, Jianyi taught Tang San martial arts in the room. After teaching for a while, when Jianyi felt that Tang San had memorized the entire set of palm techniques, Jianyi finally nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, I I’ve taught you everything, now it’s up to you.”

"Ok!"

Jianyi and Tang San sat down at the table again. Tang San poured two cups of tea, but Jianyi took it and drank it without any courtesy.

"Tang San, this knockout can be said to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there must be people from Lu Shi among them, so you must be careful! And you must win!" Jianyi looked at Tang San expectantly. said.

"I will!"

"When the time comes, I have to wait for you to take me to Li Shuangshuang. I can only rely on her to cure my poison!"

This feeling of placing your life on someone else is really bad. Even if this person is your friend or relative, it is not a good feeling.

This has nothing to do with the issue of trust, just because there is a saying, I can’t control my destiny. Who doesn’t want to hold his destiny firmly in his own hands?

Tang San asked worriedly: "What about before that? You know, it will still be a long time before the elimination round ends. You have already said today that the poison is already eroding your own strength."

"Sigh." Jianyi sighed deeply, "At present, I can only stay with Lu Shi and swallow my anger. After all, I can only survive with the medicine of his father Lu Yu. And his father wants to take advantage of I, or control me, will definitely not give me the antidote easily, but I will not let me die either, so my life will not be in danger for a while."

"That's all it can do."

Tang San felt deeply guilty for not being able to help Jianyi in this matter.

For the first time in his life, Tang San felt so useless, so unhelpful, so powerless! If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Return of the King of Douluo Continent", follow " " on WeChat