Douluo's personal pendant

Tang Fei watched Tang Hao quietly. His story was seven points true and three points false. He successfully changed the subject and made Tang Hao interested in a blacksmith shop owner who knew his identity.

Tang Hao asked again: "Then did he tell you how I met him?"

"No, but when the master mentioned you, he was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and emotionally unstable."

Tang Fei responded.

Tang Hao touched his stubborn chin, and said to himself: "That seems to be a defeated general in the past, huh, this kind of character also dare to take advantage of my Tang Hao. When I see him, I will let him He gave me an explanation." At these words, Tang Hao's aura as a Title Douluo burst out of his body, although Tang Fei didn't feel anything, after all, a man who swallowed even a hundred thousand years of soul beast meat, plus Tang Hao is also Unconscious, so there is no discomfort.

Tang Fei looked at Tang Hao with a dark face. After all, there was nothing wrong. He was taken his son as an apprentice by a previous defeated general, and his seniority was equal to him. His heart must be full of resentment. Tang Fei said, "What? , Father, don’t bother with my teacher. Although he really didn’t teach me anything, but at least he took care of me for six years, and now he is too old and can’t stand the trouble, so don’t go to him. Trouble."

When Tang Hao heard this, the grievances in his heart dissipated a bit, his complexion returned to calm, staring at Tang Fei as if he had something to say, but he was stuck in the rhythm and couldn't say anything. Tang Fei also looked at Tang Hao and blinked. , He thought about how to take his Title Douluo father quickly to let him leave, so he could sleep well.

Tang Hao's expression suddenly became very weird, as if thinking of something, he stared at Tang Fei and asked, "No, what's the matter with the breath of a hundred thousand year soul beast on you, and your body is not right." Staring at Tang Fei's thin and tall body, he looked back and forth, thinking about and remembering something.

Tang Fei was dark in his heart, and thought to himself: "It's broken, I've made a big circle, but still haven't gone around, what should I do." Just when Tang Fei was very anxious, his mind was like a steam engine, and white mist kept coming out of his head. At that moment, he only listened to Tang Hao's sudden realization, and said slowly.

"Have you met any weird person."

Tang Fei's question mark face, "What a strange person." Thinking in his heart, he heard Tang Hao continue.

"If human beings want to absorb one hundred thousand year spirit ring, they must at least have the strength of Title Douluo before they can try it. Moreover, if a hundred thousand year spirit beast dies with great resentment and the chance of failure is extremely high, you, a great spirit master, want There is only one possibility of having a 100,000-year spirit ring, and that is sacrifice, yes, only sacrifice."

His face sank when he thought of offering sacrifices to Tang Hao, and the sorrow that never came out flashed across his eyes.

"Sacrifice?" Tang Fei didn't expect Tang Hao to make up for it by himself. He touched his brain thoughtfully, "It turns out that Big Brother's method was called sacrifice."

Normal people can think of an unreasonable artifact like the spirit ring automatic fusion device in the world. Tang Fei's plug-in can only be turned away, and even the master can't control it.

"Big brother?"

Tang Hao stared at Tang Fei and seemed to want an explanation, but when Tang Fei explained.

"All of this will start with another bat, that is..."

Before Tang Fei could start making up, Tang Hao waved his hand to interrupt him.

"It's alright, don't talk about it. I just didn't expect you to be so lucky to let the 100,000-year soul beast take the initiative to sacrifice for you. It seems that the soul beast will die soon, but you can't be too lucky. Passing pride, you have to know that those who don't grow up are useless at all, you know." After that, Tang Hao picked up his father's majesty from nowhere, and said righteously to Tang Fei.

Tang Fei nodded inexplicably, like a student who had scored a hundred on the exam. He returned home, eager for his parents' praise, but his parents told him.

"You are either peeking this time or you are lucky, there is nothing to be proud of."

Although the parents' intentions are good, the child has finally gotten a high score in the test. What do you want to hear?However, Tang Fei is not a child anymore. I don't know when he has passed the age of eager praise from his parents. Although, he was still a little bit disappointed in his heart, but seeing Tang Hao's serious look, he nodded.

Seeing Tang Fei’s well-behaved appearance, Tang Hao was very satisfied. His mood was not as calm as the surface. It was a one hundred thousand year spirit ring. If he had guessed that Tang Fei still had a one hundred thousand year spirit bone, this kind of super The son of Tang Hao is the son of Tang Hao, who has no history in the top configuration, hahaha, "No, you can't laugh, keep your personality, calm."

Tang Hao got up and walked towards the window, turned his head to Tang Fei who was sitting on the edge of the bed and said, "Follow me." After that, he jumped out of the window, leaving Tang Fei with a bewildered look.

"Don't these powerhouses go to the front door?"

Chapter 43 Tang Hao's Midnight Training

A black shadow swept past Shrek Academy's road against the floor, because the wind generated too fast would blow the gray-yellow fallen leaves that fell on the ground. The fallen leaves had not fallen yet, but were blown up by the wind generated by another black shadow passing by.

Tang Fei followed Tang Hao to a wood next to Shrek Academy. He saw Tang Hao stop in front of him. Tang Fei also hurriedly put away his spirit power and lowered his speed. When he stood firm, he looked Around, the pitted floor is worse than the noon assessment battle. There are big trees that need three adult men to hug, and they are torn apart by huge force like torn bread, and fell to the ground. Above.

Fallen leaves, dead branches, mud pits, fallen trees, this dilapidated scene made Tang Fei's heart cool, "It's big night, why did my father bring me here? Wouldn't it be that I want me to see what Teacher Zao Wou-ki was like? Yes, but where is Teacher Zao Wou-Ki?” Tang Fei, who was intelligent, looked around for a while and knew that Teacher Zhao is probably not good enough, but he looked around for a while and didn't see Zao Wou-Ki.

"Don't look, that fellow Zao Wou-ki probably ran back." Tang Hao's slightly cold voice came, causing Tang Fei, who was looking left and right, to stop, touching the back of his head and smiling.

"Hehe."

Tang Hao turned around, his face full of scumbags even had a slight smile. Tang Fei thought he had made a mistake and rubbed his eyes, but he opened his eyes again and Tang Hao had recovered his previous appearance.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?" Tang Hao said.

Tang Fei shook his head.

"Originally, I was sending your brother away. After three departures, I wanted to stay by my side and teach you to practice, but when I got home a, you were no longer there. I have been protecting your brother for so many years. Looking for your figure, do you know how difficult it is for me, how lucky I am."

Tang Fei swallowed his saliva and looked at the words in front of him like a flat wave, without the slightest fluctuation of Tang Hao. Even though he still has no changes on the surface, the resentment has long since emerged from the gap between words and lines. Tang Fei oozes out and turns into a cool night breeze, but his back is cold, but his heart is a little warm. Tang Hao doesn't need to lie to him, he is really looking for him with all his heart, but this is also the most terrifying.

"Father, can you not use such a calm expression so terrible words, I am a little scared." Tang Fei thought to himself, he didn't dare to come out.

Tang Hao continued: "However, it is beyond my expectation that you can obtain the spirit ring of the 100,000-year spirit beast. With your current body and spirit power cultivation base, I have nothing to guide you in this respect. From now on, you only need to follow the steps and practice gradually, and it will be a matter of time before you become Titled Douluo."

Tang Fei nodded quickly, the chill on his body didn't dissipate with the wind, but strengthened. If it was cold before, now the coldness has penetrated into his bones.

Tang Hao looked at him, then continued: "But, as a father, I still have to teach you something. Do you know what you are missing now."

Tang Fei didn’t understand Tang Hao, who was now controlled by his father’s power to discipline his son. He was really cold, but he didn’t dare to show it. He grinned and made a non-smiling smile and said: "Father, I feel I don’t have to learn anything. It’s a bit cold, I’m going back to sleep first, I’m too sleepy."

Tang Hao snorted coldly, making Tang Fei who had originally wanted to turn around to stop his body, as if being frozen instantly, Tang Hao smiled again and slowly approached Tang Fei as he walked.

"Yes, age has allowed you to have a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. This is a good thing for you, but it also allows you to develop a feeling of arrogance and complacency. You must remember that today I want to teach you two points. One point is to let you know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You must always keep awe of the strong."

"Another point is that although your physical fitness and spirit power are far superior to those of your age, and even the beam of light used to attack Zao Wou-ki before is far better than the average soul emperor, you have two fatal shortcomings. One is the lack of fighting consciousness, and the other is the lack of fighting skills. Both of these points are reflected in the palm of Zao Wou-ki you insisted."

"Today, I am an opponent with you. I hope that you can learn to think and use your own power from this battle, instead of playing indiscriminately. There is no skill. If you still don’t learn, then in the future Every night of my life, I will bring you here and teach you carefully."

Tang Fei didn’t dare to gasp, not because he didn’t want to gasp, but because his body was no longer under his control. When Tang Hao came out to teach, his tone aggravated. Tang Fei’s body stopped listening to the command of his brain. He stood there and watched. He walked to Tang Hao half a meter in front of him.

Tang Hao finished, stopped, and made fists with both hands. This fist was simple and unpretentious, without light, no air flow, and no special effects. It was like a random punch, and the speed was not fast. If Tang Fei could move, he only needs to twist his waist. He could escape his fist, but Tang Fei couldn't move even if he wanted to, tears almost flowed from Tang Fei's eye sockets.

From the perspective of Wairao, Tang Hao’s punch is indeed plain and unpretentious, but in Tang Fei’s eyes, this punch is like gathering all the light in the world, sucking away the moonlight that was still silvery white through the leaves, a powerful The cyclone of Tang Hao was spinning around Tang Hao's fist, swallowing all the energy around him.

The fist struck Tang Fei's abdomen, unhurriedly or slowly. Tang Fei watched the fist hit. For some reason, seven black men in suits appeared in his mind, and the black men in suits carried gorgeousness in his mind. The grand coffin, accompanied by brisk and festive music, danced.

The fist finally landed on Tang Fei’s abdomen, and his body returned to control, but at this time he preferred not to recover. A sharp pain came from his abdomen, like ink dripping into a cup of clean water. It spread quickly throughout his body, and his whole body broke out with the same sharp pain in his abdomen in the next moment, even in some sensitive places.

And this kind of pain is not like being hit by a heavy object, or being pierced by a sword and slashed away from the body. He feels like sticking out of a meat grinder, and every part of his body is like It is pinched, turned back and forth, agitated, muscles, bones, blood vessels, nerves, and internal storage.

The evening breeze passed through the leaves, and the leaves were rustling. Tang Fei squatted down with a pale face while holding his stomach, but the pain in his legs deepened. He sat down and his butt hurts. Rolling on the ground, so that all parts of the body are evenly pained, just like frying meat patties.

After about ten minutes, the pain in his body began to dissipate from his abdomen again. Tang Fei lay on the ground, panting heavily, with blue veins crawling across his now pale face, and his eyes that were shining like stars were lost. The high light was covered with bloodshot eyes, his hair was messy, and drips of hot sweat dripped from the tips of his hair to the ground, leaving spots of wet marks.

Tang Fei was very strange at this time. For some reason, after the severe pain, he only felt that his body was very relaxed. All his exhaustion seemed to be dispelled by Tang Hao's punch, as if he got up from a hot hot spring soup and washed cold water. The process of taking a bath was very painful, but in the end it flew up coolly.

Tang Hao walked over and said blankly: "Fei, have you realized it."

Tang Fei sat up from the ground, propped up his soft body with weak arms, and stood up tremblingly. Although his face gradually returned to zero rosy, his lips were still pale, his forehead was full of sweat, and he looked weakly at Tang. Hao, he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, "Enlightenment? What can I realize? What else can I realize besides pain, but this is quite comfortable in the end."

Naturally, he couldn't speak to Tang Hao with the words in his heart, but Tang Hao didn't reply when he saw him, as if talking to himself, and then as if telling Tang Fei: "It seems I haven't realized it yet."

Before Tang Fei could refute, Tang Hao disappeared and stayed where he was. This time, Tang Hao didn't use his aura to control Tang Fei. Tang Fei only felt that the wind blade was blowing from the side, so he quickly raised his arm to resist.

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