"About your father...... I had a bold idea. ”

Guan Yun rolled over and sat up, poking Tang San's futon.

"Bold? How bold can it be? ”

Tang San only regarded Guan Yun's daily illness, and symbolically replied, and turned himself over by the way.

"I mean, I probably know who your dad is!"

Pushing Tang San hard, Guan Yun's face was a little anxious.

"Are you sick again? Didn't you always know who my dad was! You've seen it before! ”

"Hey, why are you so stupid?!"

Guan Yun pulled Tang San up from the bed with a solemn expression.

"Think about it, if you guess, the Blue Silver Grass is from your mother, and the Haotian Hammer is from your father."

"Remember when I said that your father should be a very powerful soul master? I didn't expect him to be so strong. ”

"I thought your father should be a Contra or something, but when I faced the Titan Giant Ape that day, the oppressive force it brought to me was almost the same as when I faced your father."

"Do you know what that means? It means that your father should be a Title Douluo-level powerhouse, and he is also the strongest among Title Douluo. ”

Tang San began to ponder, he had discovered a long time ago that his other martial soul was actually the top Haotian Hammer in the continent, at first he thought that his father was an insignificant figure in Haotian Sect, according to this, how could a Titled Douluo be insignificant?

"So you guess my father's true identity is?"

They were all about to fall asleep, and being so whole by Guan Yun that Tang San's mind was a mess at this time.

"Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao."

"You worship your brother?! Are you my uncle? ”

As soon as Tang San heard it, he blurted out, he still remembered this incident vividly.

"What do you mean by me worshipping my brother?! What nonsense! ”

It's not that Guan Yun is ashamed, it's mainly that he is afraid that after Tang San reacts, he won't be able to eat and walk around.

"Is my father really that strong? Can it be compared to the Titan Ape? ”

It is impossible for Tang San not to ask carefully, this is the only basis.

"Or is it possible that there is some elder of Haotian Sect?"

"Impossible!" Guan Yun directly denied Tang San's conjecture.

"The only thing that can be determined now is that your father is a Title Douluo, but how old is your father?"

"Less than fifty, right? Do you know how old most of the Title Douluo are? The average age is around 90 years old. ”

"To reach this point at this age, he must be the descendant of Haotian Sect, and the combination of these conditions is most likely Haotian Douluo, because when he is actually traced, it almost exactly matches the year you were born."

One time was a coincidence, and all the signs added up actually pointed to that thing.

"You're right."

Guan Yun listed all kinds of proofs, he couldn't find a rebuttal point, it was justified, but it lacked some kind of coherence.

"If, I just said that if my father is Haotian Douluo, then why would he take me to live in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village? And where is my mother? ”

Tang San vaguely felt that there was a big reason behind this matter, and he needed to use Guan Yun's brain to think for himself, because his mind was now in a mess.

"I think you'd better not explore it now."

Guan Yun pondered for a while and gave a pertinent answer.

"Even a Title Douluo like your father is helpless, now you definitely can't get involved, it's better to improve your strength as soon as possible."

The conversation between the two ended here, Guan Yun knew that Tang San needed to calm down for a while, night was the time when a person could stay awake the most.

Having said that, when Tang San's Eight Spider Spear was withdrawn from his body, there would be eight bumps on his back, why did he lie down and sleep?

…………

"Are you really monsters in the eyes of Flender?"

The master's tone was disappointed.

The special training early this morning was a fight, and all the students of Shrek took turns to fight with Guan Yun and Tang San.

In fact, their performance was very poor, very poor, and they did not achieve the goal expected by Yu Xiaogang at all.

Defeated, whether the attribute is inherently restrained or not, it is a complete defeat, perhaps because one and a half of his disciples are extremely outstanding, and his vision is also much higher.

"Everyone, I'm talking about everyone giving me ten runs back and forth to Soto City, Tang thirty-two, and Guan Yun twenty. Remember, you are not allowed to use soul power, and I put you out there with blue seeds filled with stones, and run away with them. ”

"Why do you give me special treatment?!"

Hearing that he was going to run close to twice as many as the others, Guan Yun immediately refused, he didn't lose a fight just now.

"With what you just played on them, it is more than enough to defeat them within three moves of your ability, and the lion is still doing his best, and you should also take every battle you have seriously."

Tease? In fact, strictly speaking, it can't be called a joke, Guan Yun is mainly to give everyone a little face, after all, society was easily defeated, and his face is not good-looking, right? Especially those who are teamed up with auxiliary soul masters.

Everyone fell to the ground and sighed, especially Ning Rongrong, who had run once, she knew how difficult it was, one round trip was eight kilometers, and ten round trips were eighty kilometers, but she felt a lot better when she thought that Guan Yun had to run one hundred and sixty kilometers.

………………

"Second brother, why does this basket indicate your name?"

The fat man pointed to the special basket with some strange eyes.

"No, it won't!"

What kind of person is the master? Guan Yun has figured out over the years, can the special preferential treatment he gave himself a good thing?

"! What the hell?! ”

Tried to mention it, Guan Yun suddenly scolded, is this weight too much? Can this be a stone?

When you open it, the dark surface is still shining, and ordinary stone surfaces can have such brilliance? And how does Guan Yun look at this thing, how familiar it is.

"The surname is Tang! Isn't this the iron you usually use to practice hammering! You explain it to me! ”

Forging Fan Iron into Divine Iron was the last lesson Tang San and his father had taught him, and Tang San had been insisting on the practice of hammering the cloak for so many years.

And this piece is the result of thousands of tempering.

Not being able to use soul power means that you basically can't use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and running for twenty rounds with the strength of your body is not a big problem, at most you are tired.

But add this thing...... Guan Yun's legs were a little weak, this was revenge, Tang San's naked revenge on himself.