Douluo: I am the true master

Since the Tang Clan was overthrown by the Iron Blood Sect, Tang Ya has been painstakingly studying the Tang Clan's unique skills passed down from ancient times all the time, hoping to use these methods to avenge the murder.

It's a pity that Tang Ya didn't know from the beginning to the end that not only the exercises she learned were incomplete versions, but also the hidden weapons and other secret skills passed down by the Tang Sect from ancient times were also castrated versions.

Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus, Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, and Peacock Feather, none of the three peerless hidden weapons that can directly kill Titled Douluo have been handed down.

Otherwise, what if the threshold for concealed weapons is several times higher than that for soul tools? In the face of absolutely brutal physical attacks, as long as the Titled Douluo can be killed, the Tang Sect will not fall.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

It can even be said that the decline of the Tang Sect was due to excessive and blind worship of Tang San.

The sect leader only recognized Lan Yincao, a soul master with a waste soul, and he only practiced the techniques passed down by Tang San, so he had to be castrated.

Even if a genius like Tang San really emerged in these ten thousand years, how could he shine under such a flawed inheritance?

But Tang Ya didn't know that Tang Ya was still painstakingly studying hidden weapons.

Even though Tang Ya knew that even the Soul Saint couldn't deal with these ordinary hidden weapons.

But so what? Tang Ya was just a remnant of the Tang Sect who had lost all support and could only survive in Shrek Academy by relying on the few connections she had with the Tang Sect.

But even so, Tang Ya still exerted the tenacity and perseverance of Bluesilver Grass and studied it painstakingly for many years.

But such a strong girl finally left Shrek, the place she relied on for survival, and the Tang Clan, which she longed for.

And this all goes back to three days ago.

On that day, Tang Ya was still painstakingly making the hidden weapons handed down from the Tang Sect.

As for the hidden weapon technique, Tang Ya has given up, because the so-called hidden weapon technique relies more on the spiritual master's own cultivation, and Tang Ya is very self-aware that he will never be able to break through to a titled Douluo in his life, so naturally he does not dare to follow him The great ancestor Tang San called these supreme hidden weapon techniques, Guanyin Tears.

"Koke, is Teacher Xiaoya here?"

Just when Tang Ya was concentrating on making hidden weapons, a burst of clear boys suddenly came from outside the hospital.

Tang Ya's hand suddenly shook, and the hidden weapon that was just one step away from being completed suddenly scattered into a table of parts, and she couldn't help but sigh.

But Tang Ya didn't blame others, because she knew that her heart was not calm enough, otherwise she would never have shaken her hands just now.

Moreover, Tang Ya couldn't be angry with the person who came. He was a peerless genius who he had finally managed to get into the Tang Sect.

"coming."

Tang Ya responded and went to open the door, but the moment she opened the door, she was a little surprised because Tang Wulin was not the only one who came.

"Beibei, why are you here too?"

As his lover and also a student, Tang Ya had never seen Beibei and Tang Wulin come together on weekdays, which was a bit strange.

In addition to the two of them, there was a stout middle-aged man with an expressionless face standing behind them. He didn't speak. However, Tang Ya could tell by his demeanor that he was definitely not an ordinary soul master. He was definitely quite high-ranking. A level soul master.

But why did they come together like this? At this time, the kind-hearted Tang Ya did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

As the three of them entered the small courtyard, they fell into silence and silence. Beibei was a little embarrassed to look at Tang Ya, and looked at the empty space and squirmed.

Tang Ya also noticed something strange at this time, but she was lively and asked directly.

"What do you want to do with us today?"

Tang Wulin, who was originally relatively calm, now looked a little embarrassed and did not look at Tang Ya.

But the middle-aged man was not familiar with Tang Ya, so he just shouted.

"It's not okay for you to be so shy, Xiao Wulin. As a man, you can say whatever you want."

Then the strong man looked at Tang Yadao, "Little girl, hand over the Tang Sect's token. From today on, you are no longer the head of the Tang Sect."

Tang Ya, who was still a little curious, suddenly turned dark and looked at the three of them unkindly.

"Beibei, Tang Wulin, what do you mean?"

The original kindness was gone, and Tang Ya even called the two of them by their first names.

Even Tang Ya was still doubting whether she was dreaming. The one in front of her was her closest lover, and the other was a kind-hearted boy who called her sister Xiaoya all day long. Why would they want to take away the last and most precious thing from her? thing?

Tang Wulin's face paled when he saw the strong man being so straightforward, and he quickly grabbed the strong man's arm, as if begging.

"Second father, what you said is too much. Let me do it."

The originally serious man suddenly relaxed his brows, looked at Tang Wulin with affection in his eyes, and rubbed his head.

"You are a big kid too. Since you want to do it by yourself, then you can do it!"

The strong man was Erming, the titan ape who was resurrected by Tang San and had priest-level strength. This time he came to Shrek City to receive Tang San's order.

After all, even Tang San had his own desires, and as a superior god, he needed the power of faith from all living beings to support him.

Although as long as Shrek Academy still exists and the name of the Shrek Seven Monsters continues to spread, Tang San will be able to obtain a steady stream of power of faith, but that won't be enough.

Tang San was not a parallel import like the other seven monsters who only had second-level gods. He was an unprecedented dual god holder, holding the two divine titles of Asura God King and First-level God of the Sea respectively.

In order to gain more power of faith, Tang San had to revitalize his Tang Sect.

But Tang San himself also knew that the root cause of Tang Sect's decline was the trap he left behind.

But so what? They are just some mortal ants.

How can a mere ant obtain the inheritance of a true god?

But there was no need to delay in revitalizing the Tang Sect, so Tang San set his sights on Tang Wulin.

In the extraordinary world, the power of the masses is always small, and only the strongest can lead the Tang Sect to rise again.

Tang San believed that his precious son Tang Wulin would be able to carry forward his true Tang Sect secret knowledge.

As for Tang Ya

Although it looks like an ordinary Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, it actually has the potential of a Blue Silver Emperor-level bloodline.

But so what?

Just the Blue Silver Emperor~

Tang San's own family knew about his family affairs. Although the Blue Silver Emperor was strong, he didn't make his fortune through this stuff. Otherwise, why wouldn't his son have this martial spirit?

Tang Wulin kept rubbing his hands, his eyes full of complexity. He didn't expect that things would get to this point.

"Sister Xiaoya, you also know that it was the great ancestor Tang San who founded the Tang Sect. He is not only the ancestor of the Tang Sect, but also the ancestor of my Haotian Sect."