"Yes, ancestor, you are really as smart as a god!"
Tang Hao smiled and took out a book, "This is the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique that my grandson created!"
"I don't need this!"
Zhang Fan shook his head. "Do you have the secret technique of ring explosion? Please give it to me!"
"Um?"
When Tang Hao heard this, he was stunned for a moment and his face became serious.
"Is he about to wake up?" Zhang Fan became a little nervous.
"Grandfather, how can you say please? You should say in an imperative tone: Bring me the Secret Ring Explosion Technique!" Then my grandson will bring it out immediately."
Tang Hao immediately took out the secret technique of blasting the ring and handed it to Zhang Fan respectfully.
"Grandfather, is there anything else you want me to do?"
Tang Hao bowed towards Zhang Fan with extreme respect, lowered his head, and did not dare to look Zhang Fan in the eye.
"Okay, go back!"
Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Tang Hao calmly, with his back to him, pretending to be profound.
"Yes!" Tang Hao flew into the sky and left.
Zhang Fan returned to the dormitory, threw himself on the bed, and hugged something soft.
I couldn't help but lift the sheets, only to see Xiao Wu appearing in the bed.
"You little brat!" Zhang Fan said unhappily.
"Hehe... Master, I can't sleep alone!"
Xiao Wu said with a slightly red face, then hugged Zhang Fan.
"Alright! You're in luck!"
Zhang Fan smiled wickedly. It was really cool to be able to pretend to be cool and sleep with a beautiful woman in his arms.
Xiao Wu's figure has been getting better and better over the years.
Let him hold her.
Very fleshy.
That smooth feeling of skin...
It's also very good.
And she exudes a faint scent of vanilla, a special fragrance that she mixed herself, which smells very nice.
After a while.
Tang Hao appeared in the hotel, checked the time, and looked confused:
"Why did I fall asleep? Didn't I want to hit Zhao Wuji just now?"
He felt a little tired and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning.
"Swoosh..." But he still went to hit Zhao Wuji.
After all, Zhao Wuji was so cruel to his son, he must let him know that his son cannot be taught a lesson by just anyone.
And he abused his own son so badly.
Afterwards, Zhao Wuji was beaten by Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer. He screamed in pain and his face was bruised and his nose was swollen.
And Tang Hao inexplicably forgot about beating Zhang Fan.
Zhao Wuji was carried back to the dormitory by Flanders.
"Tang... San is His Majesty Tang Hao's son?"
Zhao Wuji asked in confusion, "Why don't I feel like that?"
"They really don't look like him. Tang San's spirits are Blue Silver Chicken and Clear Sky Dog, both of which have mutated. They really don't look like him at first glance, but Tang Hao's spirit is Clear Sky Hammer, so it makes sense that they look like him. And Tang San is Yu Xiaogang's apprentice!"
Flanders put the miserable Zao Wou-Ki on the bed.
"The leader of the Iron Triangle, Yu Xiaogang, the creator of the top ten competitive forces of Wuhun - Master!"
Zao Wou-Ki had not expected:
"Master's spirit seems to be Luo Sanpao, a mutated blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, which looks like both a pig and a dog, and Tang San's spirit Clear Sky Hammer mutated into Clear Sky Dog, which looks like both a dog and a hammer? The two of them are really destined to be together!"
"Keep your voice down!"
Flanders walked outside the dormitory and found that there was no one, so he sighed. Otherwise, if the stingy Lord Haotian heard it again, Xiao Zhao would be beaten again.
"Then how do I train him in the future?"
Zhao Wuji said helplessly:
"It's better to have a grassroots genius like Zhang Fan! Although he also came from the Holy Spirit Village, Zhang Fan is many times stronger than Tang San and has no background!"
"You little brat... Zhang Fan, we got a great bargain!"
Flanders smiled:
"You can ask him to help train students in the future. After all, he is already level 38 at such a young age, and he is also very skilled in swordsmanship. He can definitely help you!"
"Yeah!" Zhao Wuji nodded.
…
The next day.
Zhang Fan got up, took the 100,000-year soul bone sent by Tang Hao, sat cross-legged, and with a thought, he started to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art.
The soul power and true energy lifted the soul bone in front of him.
The light shines.
Soon, the hundred thousand year old soul bone turned into a golden rune and sank into his right leg.
"Buzz..." A surge of energy surged into his body.
It washed over his limbs and bones, causing his soul power to continue to surge.
Transforming every cell in his body.
Soon, his soul power continued to soar.
It soared from level thirty-eight to level thirty-nine, and then to level forty.
I feel full of strength.
He soared to level 40 and stopped.
Of course, if additional spirit rings were added, it should be able to increase the level by two more levels.
The fluctuation of soul power also woke Xiao Wu up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and was surprised:
"Wow... Master, you... have reached level 40?"
Xiao Wu jumped directly off the bed, hugged Zhang Fan's neck, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
The whole person was pressed on his back.
"Uh..." Zhang Fan was stunned when he felt the weight of Xiao Wu behind him, as well as the feeling of contact.
It's just kind of wonderful.
"Ding, triggering the story modification mission."
[Tang San held the toothbrush in one hand and squeezed a drop of toothpaste onto the toothbrush with the other hand. ]Two words can be modified.
Zhang Fan smiled evilly, and with a thought, he changed the word "toothpaste" to "mustard".
"Ding, the dialogue has been modified successfully, the plot is a spoof, and 20 modification points are awarded."
Tang San held the toothbrush in one hand and squeezed a drop of mustard onto the toothbrush with the other hand.
Then he took the toothbrush, put it in his mouth and started brushing his teeth.
Brush for a while.
"Ahh…"
Tang San felt uncomfortable due to the strong spicy taste of mustard, and he kept spitting.
The saliva and mustard were spat onto Dai Mubai who was also brushing his teeth nearby.
"Uh...what the hell are you doing?" Dai Mubai was furious. Was this guy hit in the back yesterday and became brain-destroying?
Suddenly he started spitting out saliva and sticking out his tongue, like a dog sticking out its tongue.
Going crazy?
"Ahhh..." Tang San immediately picked up the water scoop, scooped a basin of water into his mouth, and spit it onto the ground.
Repeated several times.
Just got better.
At this time, his face was already a little red and warm.
Dai Mubai's face turned red with anger.
It was a good morning, but the mood was ruined by this idiot Tang San.
"Oh... I can't hold it anymore. I didn't know the toothpaste suddenly became so spicy and pungent!" Tang San saw Dai Mubai rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take action.
Explain immediately.
"Do you think I will believe it?"
Dai Mubai shouted angrily:
"It's obvious that you were abused so badly by Teacher Zhao yesterday, and you want to find someone to vent your anger on? But you found the wrong person, I'm not a soft egg, I'm a fierce tiger!"
"No, no...why don't you try to see if it's spicy!" Tang San handed the toothbrush to Dai Mubai.
"Are you disgusting? Who wants to taste your toothbrush?" Dai Mu rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan, squeezed out some of Tang San's toothpaste and brushed it on his own toothbrush:
"You're in trouble. This toothpaste doesn't taste spicy!"
"Bang..." He threw the toothpaste at Tang San.
Tang San squeezed out a little more toothpaste and found that it really wasn't spicy at all. So what was the spiciness just now?
He was at a loss.
Standing there in a daze.
Dai Mubai's fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed into Tang San's face.