Douluo Continent

Douluo Continent
Chapter 13 Father's Message (2)



Chapter 13 Father's Message (2)


"Spirit fox? What's up?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.


Tang San smiled and said: "It is a kind of soul beast that becomes a spirit, specifically teasing men."


Xiao Wu froze for a moment, seeing Tang San suddenly become a little strange, and in an instant, his emotions suddenly became agitated, "Go, dare you say that I am a vixen, you are, I want to duel with you." As he said, he had already jumped off his body with teeth and claws waving, and rushed towards Tang San.


The other disciples had long been familiar with this scene, and the fight between Miss Wu and Tang San had long since become their custom, if one day the two of them did not fight several times, either, maybe they won't be comfortable.


The next morning, when Tang San was on his way, there was a little girl jumping beside him, wearing Notting College school uniform, leaving Notting City, and heading towards the Holy Soul Village.


For Tang San, last year was very satisfying and satisfying. He broke through Xuantian Kungfu's first-rate bottleneck. Under his hard work, Xuantian Kungfu had made great progress. . According to his own calculations, he should have reached the upper intermediate level of the current second level of strength, according to the soul force calculations, it should be around the sixteenth to seventeenth level.


In the academy, there was only one Xiao Wu that could compare to him in terms of spirit power. Although I haven't seen much Xiao Wu practice, the difference between the two is always not far when comparing spirit power. Sometimes Tang San had it in the wind, but sometimes Xiao Wu would catch up with him. Even though the two of them were children, neither of them would obey the other, so this debate was inevitable.


At first, senior students like Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng sometimes joined in, but when Tang San and Xiao Wu's spirit power increased by leaps and bounds, no one bothered them anymore Just ask, who wants to be What about sandbags?


Therefore, even though Xiao Wu was nominally the boss of all the students in Nuoding, in fact, when Xiao Chenyu and the others called Tang San, they would also call him third sister.


When Tang San was competing with Xiao Wu, he always suffered more losses than victories. Xiao Wu's attack methods appeared endlessly, especially his soft skills, which made people feel like rice cakes. Tang San would almost certainly lose. Even with the spirit ring, by relying on the attachment and paralysis effects of the blue silver grass, at most it would be a draw with Xiao Wu.


As for the hidden weapons that Tang San practiced secretly, he did not use them in the sparring. One of them is because the hidden weapons are too deadly and easy to hurt people. The other was that he also hoped to hone his skills in sparring with Xiao Wu. Maybe because both play a good role in promoting each other as sparring partners.In terms of fighting, they go hand in hand. The teachers of the academy were already too lazy to care for them, in Nuoding, even though Tang San and Xiao Wu were only first-rate, they were already famous geniuses in the academy.


“How far?” Xiao Wu asked casually, looking to the east and west.


"It's almost there. Have you seen the mountain there? Our Holy Soul Village is at the foot of the mountain. "Tang San felt a little excited when he was about to arrive home. Living in the academy, if there was a teacher checking the room every day, perhaps Tang San had long since gone home to meet his father. It's been a year, Dad, how are you?


Perhaps it was due to being an orphan in his previous life, but in this life, Tang San was very affectionate towards this family.


The small mountain village where she had lived for six years was already visible, for some reason, an inexplicable emotion slowly surfaced in Tang San's heart. If he had to describe it in one sentence, he would say, it feels so good to have a home. There is only me and my dad in this family.


Immediately, the two entered the Holy Soul Village, Tang San's home was at the village chief, he raised his finger to the dilapidated mark on the roof, Tang San smiled at Xiao Wu and said, "Look, look, that's myhouse. "


The house was in front of him, Tang San's mood became excited involuntarily, his steps accelerated, and he came to the door of the house in three steps at once.


The door was not as closed as when he left, this had always been Tang Hao's custom, after all there was nothing to steal in his blacksmith shop.


"Dad, I'm back," Tang San shouted excitedly.


Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San in such emotions before, she stood behind him and looked at him curiously, in her impression, Tang San was a very gentle friend, so much so, usually he doesn't talk much, but always feels very busy, there is always something to do. Only in a debate with him can one see the serious side of it. And even if he lost himself, he never saw him get angry or excited.


Shouting, Tang San quickly went inside.


Nothing seemed to have changed, the blacksmith shop was still very chaotic, even more chaotic than before he left, messy items were placed on the floor, and the dilapidated feeling made him better.


“Oh, Xiaosan, you are back.” A soft voice sounded. Someone came out from inside.


Seeing him, Tang San was stunned for a moment, "Grandfather Jack, you are here, where is my father?"


It was Old Jack, the head of the Sacred Soul Village, who came out from it, with a wry smile on his face, he handed a piece of paper to Tang San, and said, "Look, this was left behind by your father. I'll come to find him in the morning." He originally wanted her to pick you up with me, but he didn't expect you to come back."


A trace of nervousness appeared in Tang San's heart, he hurriedly picked up the paper handed over by Old Jack and looked down.


There were only a few simple lines on the paper, and his handwriting was a bit of a scribble, but it could not hide his crude and unrestrained spirit.