"Alright, let's go inside."

After speaking, Tang Zuo stepped forward and pushed open the door of the hotel.

The hotel really looks a bit shabby, and there is even a lot of dust on it.

Entering the room, the three clear typing of the Hongmen Banquet hung unabashedly on the beams of the room.

Looking at these three big characters, Tang Zuo was really speechless, and he really didn't know how the shopkeeper got this name.

"Owner, we're going to order."

Tang Zuo waved his hand at the man at the front desk, who was lying on the table without the slightest movement.

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't speak, Tang Zuo and Ning Rongrong stepped forward suspiciously.

Donzo tapped his fingers twice on the table.

"Shopkeeper, wake up."

As if hearing Tang Zuo's call from the depths of his soul, the shopkeeper opened his eyes.

Look up at the two of them.

"Eh, it's out today, and I've come to the guests, it seems like there's been no guests for a long time."

The shopkeeper wiped his eyes, looking as if he was shocked by the arrival of the two.

"No, the menu is here, give." The shopkeeper raised his hand, and without warning, a menu appeared in his hand and threw it to Tang Zuo.

Tang Zuo's face was cold, the speed of this menu flying was very fast, so fast that Tang Zuo felt that he couldn't throw it at such a speed.

Reaching out to take the menu, the menu fell firmly in Tang Zuo's hand, and he took two steps back.

Yes, it is because of the strength of the store manager.

The strength of this store manager ...... It's really unusual.

"Brother Zuo, what's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong noticed Tang Zuo's movements and quickly asked.

“⊙∀⊙！ , it's okay, let's order, ahem. ”

Feeling the heat in his hand, Tang Zuo sighed even more at the strength of this shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked very sloppy, with fluffy hair, a long face, and a rough beard, and if he wasn't strong, Tang Zuo might not say anything.

But his appearance like Tang Hao is really a bit of a big husband's informality.

But the devil agrees that the devil is in the details.

I don't know which one is better.

Now that Donzo has summed it up, you are already strong and informal, because your details are useless.

The devil is in the details.

When your strength is very different from the other party, the details really don't matter.

There may be a little more of a different process, but the end result will not be changed.

It's like letting Tang Zuo fight with Title Douluo.

Tang Zuo may not be able to shake Title Douluo one step, this is an indisputable fact.

Because of hard power.

And judging from the shopkeeper's light flutter just now, Tang Zuo knew that this person's strength was definitely above the Soul Saint.

Contra, even the title Douluo......

The shopkeeper yawned, his eyes glancing at Tang Zuo from time to time.

"Tut-tut, such a young man is rare in the world......"

Tang Zuo had a feeling that he was being seen through, as if he was naked and looked through.

Teng covered his whole body at once, which was an instinctive reaction of the body to defend itself.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly.

The next moment, the style of painting changed.

Bang!

A huge burst of soul power, and the store manager had already appeared in front of Tang Zuo's eyes.

The manager's eyes turned red, but rather they glowed red.

Sloppy hair fluttered.

A sword spared three times around him.

Nine soul rings appeared in an instant.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

These nine soul rings were extremely bright, and a gust of wind blew, making the shocked Tang Zuo can't help but take two steps back.

At that moment just now, the store manager didn't have any strength at all, so he really threw it away.

Throwing it casually made Tang Zuo take two steps back, and his strength can be imagined.

"Introduce yourself, Yu Su, Martial Soul Xianyu Sword, Ninety-six-level Powerful Attack Super Douluo, Titled Hit the Street."

The store manager's generous voice made Tang Zuo shrink suddenly, and this name also matched his husband's temperament.

"You, are you a Title Douluo?" Ning Rongrong on the side covered his mouth in surprise and asked.

Yu Su glanced at Ning Rongrong and smiled, how did she ask this question?

"Isn't that obvious? Need to ask? ”

Yu Su's answer made Ning Rongrong spread his hands embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Boy, show your martial soul for me to see."

Yu Su's eyes immediately focused on Tang Zuo.

Tang Zuo reacted, and his face became serious.

"Tang Zuo, Martial Soul Writing Wheel Eye, Sixty-three Levels of All-round War Soul Emperor!"

As the words fell, a circle of soul rings rose, and the writing wheel eyes of the three hooks formed in Tang Zuo's pupils.

"Twelve...... Soul Emperor ...... Do you have any other secrets? ”

At first, Yu Su looked shocked, but after thinking about it, he looked at Tang Zuo again.

"You have more than one martial spirit, right...... The age of your soul ring is given by God! ”

The two sentences confirmed that Tang Zuo's previous feelings were true.

He was really looked at, not by his appearance, but by himself as a person.

was seen through the essence of the street fighting Douluo in front of him called Yu Su.

"You, how do you know ......"

Don Zuo betrayed him with a shocked look.

"Haha, show me your second soul ring for me to see."

Ning Rongrong stood aside obediently, she knew that she shouldn't speak now.

Or that it's useless to say anything yourself.

She could still see the situation.

Tang Zuo thought for a moment, he could only gamble now.

Bet that this Title Douluo is not a person from the Wuhun Palace, but a hidden enemy of the Wuhun Palace.

Because he didn't hear about it in the original book.

Maybe it's the butterfly effect.

Sure enough, do the strong love to live in seclusion? Sure enough, do the strong love to open stores? Sure enough, the strong don't care about money? Sure enough, the strong don't care about appearance?

These questions were generated in Tang Zuo's mind.

"My second martial soul is called ...... Ten fist swords. ”

After that, the red light flashed, the soul ring did not change, the writing wheel eye did not disappear, and the powerful soul power exploded.

The Ten Fist Sword appeared in Tang Zuo's hand.

"Sword! Ten Fist Sword! What a ten-fist sword! ”

As the owner of the Sword Martial Soul, Tang Zuo could see that the strength of the person in front of him was stronger than Sword Douluo.

It's not the strength of the soul, but the level of swordsmanship, the attainment of swordsmanship.

Judging from the appearance of the fairy wind bones, it can be seen.

This person is not ordinary.

"Soft and strong, extremely sharp, haha, boy, would you like to worship me as a teacher."

Yu Su began to sigh at Tang Zuo's strength, but what he didn't expect was that he wanted to accept Tang Zuo as an apprentice.

Tang Zuo summoned the Bloody Yin and Yang Eyes, and he saw the disobedience of the appearance of the person in front of him.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?"

When Yu Su heard this, he knew that his secret had been broken by Tang Zuo's wonderful eye soul technique.

With a slight smile, the light suddenly rose.

The light blocked Yu Su's face, but from behind the light, he saw the long flowing hair.

A long turquoise dress with a hint of white accents.

He...... It's a woman!