Tang Yan looked up at Wang Hao, who had an arrogant face, and didn't pay attention to it, but got up and came to the little fat man Zhang Xiaofu.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofu looked lonely like a frosted eggplant.

Tang Yan sat down and asked with concern, "Little fat man, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaofu glanced at Tang Yan aggrievedly, and cried out: "Brother Yan, I'm finished, I'm going to become a guy with a big head and a thick neck, I'm so miserable, my heroic dream, my youth, it's gone, it's gone!"

Tang Yan was a little puzzled, what kind of martial soul did this little fat man awaken, so that he cried so sadly!

Zhang Xiaofu showed his martial spirit, a three-legged and two-eared pressure cooker!

"That, eh, little fat man!" Tang Yan patted Zhang Xiaofu's shoulder, the muscles on his face were tense, and said to Zhang Xiaofu: "I'm a serious person, and I don't laugh on ordinary occasions, unless I really put up with it...... Can't help it, hahaha!"

Zhang Xiaofu opened Tang Yan's hand and said, "Hmph, I treat you as a brother, you actually buried me, say, what kind of thing have you awakened again!"

Hearing the little fat man's question, Tang Yan instantly changed into a sad expression, and whispered to the little fat man: "Brother, awaken, hammer!"

"???" The little fat man was stunned for a moment, suddenly stared at Tang Yan's crotch, and asked, "Flesh Martial Soul?"

Tang Yan's face was black.

The so-called physical martial soul means that the awakened martial soul is a part of one's own physical body, just like clairvoyance and shunfeng ear.

Tang Yan wanted to explain, but suddenly thought of Wang Hao, who was still mocking him behind him, so he nodded towards Zhang Xiaofu, and said loudly with a proud face: "Yes, it is the flesh martial soul, I named it Haotian Hammer!"

After that, Tang Yan deliberately turned his head, looked at Wang Hao with a provocative expression and said: "Some people only know how to fight and kill, but they don't know that many times, this world is not respected by martial arts. ”

When Wang Hao heard this, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he pointed at Tang Yan with a trembling hand and said, "You, you, you wait for me!"

After speaking, Wang Hao turned around and left!

"Hahahaha!"

Tang Yan and Zhang Xiaofu's laughter came from the spot, and then Zhang Xiaofu hammered Tang Yan's shoulder with a fist, and asked with envy: "Brother Yan, is it really a flesh martial soul?!"

"It's a martial soul that lied to you!"

Saying that, Tang Yan summoned his martial soul Haotian Hammer!

"Hey, I'll just say it, your face is not white, how can you awaken this flesh martial spirit!" Zhang Xiaofu somehow secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the conversation that followed, Tang Yan learned that the little fat man's first soul skill was called Tixian, in short, it was the food made by this pressure cooker martial soul, and the nutrition could be increased by ten percent, and it could be improved with the increase of level.

Tang Yan also reported his first soul skill, strengthened!

The so-called "strengthening" means that when Tang Yan beats something with the Haotian Hammer, there is a chance to strengthen this thing, the success rate of strengthening depends on his own concentration, and the degree of strengthening depends on his own realm.

Listening to Tang Yan's skills, Zhang Xiaofu's eyes lit up, his hands kept rubbing, and he looked at Tang Yan with a look of wanting to speak and being unspeakable.

"If you have something to say, just say it!" Tang Yan looked at Zhang Xiaofu, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the little fat man's gourd.

"That...... Brother Yan, can you...... Can you use your hammer to beat me seriously!"

"Get out!"

......

After awakening, all students had to go to the class teacher to register, and then re-classify, no accident, Tang Yan and Little Fat were assigned to the life class.

At noon, after Tang Yan and Zhang Xiaofu had lunch in the cafeteria together, they came to the grade bulletin board early and began to check their classes.

In the crowded crowd, Tang Yan saw the class he was in, class 15 of the first year of high school, and it happened that the little fat man Zhang Xiaofu was also in class 15, and these two difficult brothers became classmates.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan, we have become classmates, haha!" Zhang Xiaofu found Tang Yan and said excitedly.

Tang Yan looked at this Xiaofu, this thing looked like he was going to die in the morning, and after eating at noon, he became lively again, what a happy dead fat house! .

"Let's go, go and report for duty. Tang Yan pulled Zhang Xiaofu to find the fifteenth class of high school.

In Fuyang No. 2 Middle School, there are a total of 20 classes in each grade, generally speaking, the combat class is 1-10 classes, and the auxiliary class is 11-20 classes.

found the classroom, Tang Yan and Zhang Xiaofu lined up in turn to register, and sat on the seats at random, waiting for the head teacher to readjust their seats.

The head teacher's name is Yang Yao, tall and tall, with a preliminary estimate of more than 1.7 meters, and a pair of long legs are particularly eye-catching!

In the classroom, Tang Yan observed that there were about 40 people in the entire class, including those who were still queuing up to register on the podium, and the current situation was that there were more women than men.

Tang Yan felt that his shoulder had been bumped, and when he looked back, it was Zhang Xiaofu with an excited face.

"Brother Yan, the quality of these 15 classes is very good!" Zhang Xiaofu's eyes lit up, and he looked around at the female classmates in the class, looking stupid.

"Come on, little fat man, don't think about those who don't have it, now I'm in better spirits, I'll hammer you a few times?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaofu was taken aback, "here?"

Tang Yan was stunned for a moment, although the classroom was very noisy, but he could always strengthen it by hammering it a few more times, so he nodded at the little fat man.

"Brother Yan, it's not good, this is a big court. Zhang Xiaofu shook his head desperately.

Tang Yan looked at Zhang Xiaofu and expressed puzzlement.

Zhang Xiaofu said: "You use your flesh martial soul Haotian Hammer to beat me in public, you are comfortable, but what can I do with my reputation, I still can't fall in love or get married!"

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly became quiet, and the students turned their heads to look at Tang Yan one after another, some male students showed envious looks, and some female students blushed with shame, and the whole classroom could be heard falling pins!

Tang Yan looked at Zhang Xiaofu with an embarrassed face, and couldn't wait to hammer Zhang Xiaofu to death here!

Tang Yan had no choice but to summon the Haotian Hammer in public, raise it high, and say loudly: "Little fat man, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will hammer your chest with a small hammer!"

When everyone saw the extremely ordinary hammer in Tang Yan's hand, the classroom became noisy again.

Zhang Xiaofu was also interested, and summoned his own pressure cooker with the appearance of a little daughter-in-law, and said to Tang Yan: "Brother Yan, light, people are afraid of pain!"

Tang Yan was speechless, and silently hit Zhang Xiaofu's martial soul with a hammer.

"Ding~"

The sound is crisp, and this pressure cooker is relatively strong!

As Tang Yan continued to drop the hammer, a pleasant sound sounded in the classroom.

Summoning a martial soul is to constantly consume soul power, in the process of strengthening, not only Tang Yan can't last long, but the little fat man is the same, when this martial soul has just awakened, it is very good to be able to hold on for a quarter of an hour!

"Ding~" Enhancement +1! Soul Power Limit +40!

Tang Yan was stunned for a moment, a feeling of +40 soul power appeared in his heart, according to this growth measure, if there are 50 more enhancements, he will be able to upgrade to the 2nd order of the Gathering Energy Realm!

Tang Yan calculated that with his current soul power, a maximum of 6 enhancements would exhaust his soul power.

Tang Yan returned the pressure cooker to Zhang Xiaofu and said to Zhang Xiaofu, "Do you see if there are any changes?"

The little fat man took over his martial soul pressure cooker with an excited face, and said to Tang Yan: "Brother Yan, you are really an immortal!"

"What's wrong?"

"Strengthen, my martial soul has been strengthened by +1, and the effect of freshness has increased by 1%!" The little fat man rubbed his pressure cooker martial soul, and then handed it to Tang Yan again, and said: "Brother Yan, brother, you hammer me quickly, hammer me hard, don't pity my delicate flower, quickly, hard!"

Tang Yan took the little fat man's martial soul pressure cooker with black lines on his face and continued to beat it.

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

"Ding~" Enhancement +1! Soul Power Limit +40!

With the rare enhancement +1, the little fat man's martial soul pressure cooker has been raised to the point of strengthening +5, although the soul power consumption to maintain the concretization of the martial soul has increased exponentially, but Zhang Xiaofu doesn't care about these!

In the little fat man's smiling eyes, Tang Yan, whose soul power had also been exhausted, fell the last hammer of the day.

"Ding~" Enhancement +1! Soul Power Limit +40!

Then Zhang Xiaofu's pressure cooker disappeared at the same time.

At the moment when the martial soul disappeared, Zhang Xiaofu's face turned red, and then he said to Tang Yan with a hellish expression: "Brother Yan, you hammer, why are you so perverted?"

"What's wrong?" Tang Yan rubbed his somewhat sore right hand a little tiredly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My martial soul pressure cooker is now strengthened by +6, I'm special, I have to go to the second level of the Gathering Energy Realm to summon it, Brother Yan, I'm miserable!"

When Tang Yan heard this, he frowned, and many thoughts suddenly popped up in his head.

Tang Yan suddenly felt that the enhancement function of his Haotian Hammer was a bit perverted!

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