Chapter 725: Twenty-nine

Chapter 725 Chapter Twenty Nine: Second Disease
With such resilience at this age, the future achievements of this child will be extraordinary.
The critical and mocking eyes instantly became peaceful and indifferent, and people turned their eyes to Tang Luo, wanting to learn from his brother which young son this was.
Ok? It's also a face.
If Tang Xing is a childish boy, then Tang Luo is at best a young man who has just grown up, with the childishness of a young man on his face. Although Jianmeixing looks very heroic, it is compared to the warriors in the field. , Is still too young, but this sturdy figure can't be concealed even in a wide robe, which is unforgettable.
Tang Luo obviously didn't expect that the little guy's bluffing would become the focus. He wasn't afraid of life, but felt that if he was recognized by the young man in the challenge, there would be more unnecessary trouble.
But things in the world are like this. The less you don't want him to happen, the more it will happen. Causality is always so naughty.
The young master on the stage just wanted to see the idiot at first, but after seeing Tang Luo's face, he couldn't remove it anymore.
The memories of the past rushed to my heart, and the young boss had a sullen expression. He pointed to Tang Luo's nose and shouted: "You dare to appear in front of me?"
The crowd broke apart in a rush, and suddenly no one was seen beside the two Tang family brothers.
What does this mean?
Tang Luo with a confused look pointed at himself, and said in doubt, "Acknowledge the wrong person."
"I know you all turned into ashes!" The young master gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred.
As the son of Dapeng Mountain Lord, he was held in the palm of everyone when he showed his great talent when he was young, and he has always considered himself to be the pride of heaven and earth, the hope of Wu Shengshan.
But who would have thought that just wandering around with his cousin would harvest the first stain in his life.
In a draw with a dead man, he became the laughing stock of Bu's family.
During the holidays, relatives will find him to take a look, saying that a strong talent does not mean a strong combat power; a warrior who has no spiritual power but no fighting talent is just a mascot and the like.
He knew that these relatives were just jealous of his talent, but these words still hurt him.
What's even more sad is that he has no way to refute, because the other party is indeed a congenital leaky body, and he is a descendant of Wu Shengshan Bu's family.
Although after entering the outer gate, he has used his strength to prove for himself, but whenever he dreamed back at midnight, he would think of the ring in Xiling, thinking how good it would be if he could kill him with one palm.
No matter Tang Luo wanted to break his head, he didn't understand why this Wu Shengshan infant who had only one-sided relationship hated himself so much, but the advantage of maturity is that you can try to tolerate some incomprehensible things.
"Let's go, go to the next ring." Tang Luo patted his younger brother's head, turned around and left. After all, taking care of a second-degree illness doesn't seem like an adult should do.
But Xiao Zhengtai, who has always regarded her brother as an idol, watched the young ringmaster on the stage dare to provoke, and even slipped into the ring.
When Tang Luo turned his head, he saw that the little guy had stood in front of him and said to himself: "Xiling Tang Xing, please advise!"
"Oh, you are a little bit more courageous than the useless man." Bu Chen folded his hands on his chest and raised his chin towards the little guy in front of him: "But you didn't even support a single move in the first ring, trying to challenge. I'm just looking for a dead end!" Three fingers proudly said: "My rank in the outer door is three times higher than that guy."
"Tranquil, chirp!" Tang Xing choked back with a cold face, choking back what Bu Chen was about to say.
Perhaps when he learned from each other, he couldn't even hold on to the warrior in No. 1 Challenge, but if he fights, it is not necessarily the case. In the past two years, he has not been abandoned!
Burning spirits, open!
The spiritual power in the body is boiling and surging like magma, and the transpiring aura is gushing out from the pores of the whole body, and the hair strands are flung away, and the violent blood is as fierce as a ghost.
Diamond seal, get up!
The diamond seals pinched by both hands were tightly closed in front of the chest. The red skin that had been burnt by spiritual power was stained with a layer of brass, and the coat broke!
Spirit fire painted body, congeal!
Several spirit fire seals were condensed on Tang Xing's brass-colored upper body, and the pattern of the fire cloud swallowed a red color of varying brightness, like a red eye of a monster beast that chose someone to eat in a deep cave.
At this moment, Linghuo Tianjiao, there is no such thing as immature appearance, several kinds of mystery plus the warrior behind him are clearly the devil who descended on the earth.
The red light flashed, the ring bounced to pieces, and the bronze-colored brilliance rushed towards Buchen, leaving afterimages in place.
"boom!"
After all, Bu Chen lost the initiative because of his pride. He could only rely on his hard power to support the left and the right. He hoped that he could use his spiritual skills to explode the distance and perform the secret skills. If you can't block the skills at all, just use the diamond seal to resist.
The spiritual fire painted body condensed on the surface of the body has begun to absorb spiritual power, and the spiritual rhyme transpired by the burning spirit technique has become the best nourishment for the spiritual fire. Tang Xing is now in a cloud of spiritual fire, constantly moving forward. Dust attacked.
The gang wind exploded in the center of the ring, and the roar of spiritual skills was endless, and the two figures kept colliding on the ring, and they were evenly matched.
Those who can be invited to Wu Sheng Mountain to challenge are all outstanding young people. Seeing Xiao Zhengtai's performance, they all looked like a ghost.
"Really, nonsense." Tang Luo frowned, but the two teleporting figures on the stage were extremely clear in his eyes.
He certainly knows that the little guy has made some interesting things in the past two years, but the biggest problem with these things is that after the First World War, it takes a long time to adjust the breath.
The so-called burning spirit technique is to rely on the spiritual energy in the burning meridian to achieve the effect of stimulating the physical body and the consciousness of the sea, which will greatly increase the speed and response of the warrior, and the spirit of clarity.
The Diamond Seal is a body protection technique developed by the Secret Skill Pavilion on his creation of seals. It is similar to the spiritual skills of strengthening the physical body, but the superimposed effect of the two seals is almost comparable to the top-level spiritual armor, and it will greatly enhance the physical strength.
With these two secret techniques, the little guy is already close to the top martial artist in the world in absolute strength, which is also the biggest reliance on which he dares to challenge.
But to say that Bu Chen can be suppressed until he is defeated by two secret techniques, that would be a bit taken for granted. In the final analysis, Tang Xing is not strong enough.
These three secrets are all secrets that consume very much spiritual energy, especially the burning of spirits or the secrets that need to be continuously cast, unless Tang Xing can use three or even four uses in one heart, and add a gas recovery method to supplement during combat. Strong.
Otherwise, this set of tactics, that is, a powerful three-handed axe, will be counterattacked if it does not occupy an absolute advantage before the spiritual power is exhausted.
(End of this chapter)