Chapter 6 6. Fighting Tang San! (New Book for Collection and Recommendation Ticket!)

Guess?

Guess you!

Tang San faintly had the urge to go berserk. After all, Xuantian Baojian was his foundation and his biggest secret!

Seeing a trace of killing intent flashing in Tang San's eyes, Yang Ming was startled, and immediately restrained his indifference.

Just after receiving a lot of rewards from the system, Yang Ming almost floated, this Tang San is not an ordinary child, but an elite of the Tang Sect!

If he can't give Tang San a satisfactory answer, I'm afraid, Tang San might kill him!

Thinking about it this way, a cold sweat appeared on Yang Ming's forehead, and before Tang San completely went berserk, he said:

"Xuantian Treasure Mirror? Third Brother, what is this?"

Thanks to the advantage of his young age, Yang Ming's tender face was full of sincerity, and he couldn't tell that he was lying. He should have been awarded a golden man trophy.

Yang Ming and Tang San are also good friends who grew up together.

Tang San's eyes flickered. In fact, he didn't quite believe that Yang Ming would know about the Xuantian Treasure Mirror. The aggressive question just now was just because he was concerned, he was confused.

However, if Yang Ming didn't know Xuantian Baojian, how could he know Xuanyu Hand?

"Yang Ming, let me ask you." Tang San suppressed the impetuousness in his heart, stared into Yang Ming's eyes, and asked, "You were at my house just now, casting weapons with a hammer, why didn't your hand get hurt?"

"You're asking this."

Yang Ming showed a look of sudden realization, raised his small palm, and said:

"I just watched you practice on the mountain, and I just learned by watching."

Just looking at it, did you learn the Xuanyu Hand?

Do you think you are a monster-level genius?

Tang San was so angry that he almost vomited blood, thinking that he had gone through untold hardships to cultivate into the exercises on the Xuantian Treasure Mirror, but now there is a little kid who said to his face that it wasn't difficult at all, didn't he say that Tang San Is it trash?

After studying for so long, why not take a look at it?

Tang San didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart!

Since he obtained the Tao Xuantian Treasure Mirror, he has been practicing diligently and diligently. He is very aware of how difficult it is to cultivate the exercises inside. How can he learn it by looking at it?

Tang San's face sank, and said:

"Yang Ming, come with me."

Yang Ming's heart was tight, he didn't know what he wanted to do, but he didn't show any expression on his face, and said:

"what?"

"Follow me to the hill." Tang San stared straight at Yang Ming, "I want to see if you are really like what you said, you can learn with just a few glances."

So this is ah!

I thought you were going to find a place to kill me.

Yang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"no problem."

The two came one after the other and came to the hill where they practiced on weekdays.

A round of rising sun, Yang Ming leaned back against the sun, and the orange-red light sunlight fell on him, making him much taller.

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and he put on a starting gesture, saying:

"Yang Ming, let's have a fight. Let me see if you are really as you said, and you can learn my moves with just a few glances!"

Yang Ming chuckled in his heart, except for Xuan Tian Gong and Zi Ji Demon Eye, I have already learned everything secretly.

However, Yang Ming did not show any expression on his face, raised his hand in a "please" gesture, and said solemnly:

"Come on, I also want to know which of the two of us is stronger!"

Neither of them took the lead.

Tang San was observing Yang Ming and found that the strict training plan formulated by the village chief for Yang Ming was indeed quite effective. Although they were all very basic things, there was a saying that, when a ten thousand-foot-high building rises from the ground, only the foundation is laid. The more secure it is, the higher the building can be built.

Yang Mingguang stood there without revealing the slightest flaw, which made Tang San subconsciously regard him as an equal opponent, not daring to act rashly.

As for Yang Ming, he was just an ordinary middle school student in his previous life. He was also a good student in the class. He had never fought with others. When he came to Douluo Mainland, he usually competed with his grandfather, Jack, and faced Tang San. The protagonist in the original novel is absolutely false to say that he is not uneasy.

Because of this, the two of them stalemate like this, with their eyes facing each other, as if sparks rubbed in their sight.

quiet.

Feel the oppressive silence!

A gust of mountain wind came, the leaves rustled, and a piece of withered and yellow leaves floated down and passed in front of the two of them.

The moment the leaves fell to the ground, Tang San moved!

Tang San is worthy of being the elite of the Tang Sect. He is as motionless as a mountain, moving like a rush of fire, stepping on his feet and flickering his figure, he is already casting a ghostly shadow, swaying Yang Ming's line of sight, making it difficult to catch Tang San's figure.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, and under Tang San's astonished gaze, he also stepped on the ghost's trail, leaving an afterimage on the spot, rushing towards Tang San extremely fast.

"Could it be... he is really a genius of the monster level, can he learn my moves at a glance?"

Tang San was terrified in his heart, but he had always been proud, this pride had penetrated deep into his bones, and he was not the type to give up easily.

Seeing Yang Ming waving his fists and attacking him with his head covered, Tang San took a deep breath, hooked the five fingers of his right hand inwards in the shape of dragon claws, and a strange suction came from his palm.

The method of capturing, controlling the crane and capturing the dragon!

Yang Ming's fist originally hit Tang San's nose, but under the influence of this suction, he involuntarily shifted to one side.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yang Ming's old strength was gone, and his chest was open to reveal flaws, Tang San's eyes flickered, and he immediately bullied himself up. The other hand was clenched into a fist, wrapped in full strength, a burst of energy. A faint sound of breaking wind came.

"Good come!"

Instead of being surprised, Yang Ming was overjoyed, his fists loosened, his five fingers turned into claws, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, the same suction came out from his palm, attracting Tang San's fist with the method of controlling a crane and capturing a dragon!

Tang San has never felt so aggrieved like today!

Opposite Yang Ming is like himself in the mirror, no matter what moves Tang San uses, Yang Ming is no exception, he always uses the same moves to see and dismantle.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. After all, Tang San had cultivated Xuan Tian Gong since he was a child, and his physical quality was far superior to that of an adult. His strength was also very strong, but after several rounds of fights, Tang San was depressed to find that Yang Ming's physical quality was no less than his own. , and more powerful than him.

Every time the two of them touched their fists, although they were protected by Xuanyu hands, they couldn't hold back the number of them. Both of them felt a hot pain on the back of their fists.

If this situation continues, the final result may only be a lose-lose!

Tang San's original questioning about Yang Ming has faded a lot. Now, he just wants to win!

"Yang Ming, I admit that you are indeed a rare genius."

Tang San's complexion sank, and a noble purple gleam appeared in his eyes, obviously he had used the Purple Demon Eye.

"But I'm better than you!"

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