"Your dragon elephant has broken through one layer, and your body strength has improved a lot, this wood is a little lighter, and you will get a heavier one!" After Wu Liang's words, Ning Kong grabbed forward, and a log weighing seven or eight hundred catties flew sideways.

Looking at the big tree in the distance, the trunk was naturally disconnected up and down, the branches fell off inexplicably, and a log about three meters long flew over suddenly, Tang San was horrified in his heart, and after glancing at his master, he hurriedly put the wood on his shoulder.

"Target Notting City, go!" Wu Liang, who was riding on the fire qilin, said in high spirits, then closed his eyes and let the Qiankun Devouring Gong run on its own, while he quietly practiced the meditation technique.

More than two hours later, more than a dozen people blocked their way, and a young man in brocade clothes in the center said proudly: "Your mount is good, Young Master Ben bought it, how much does it cost, you make a price!" ”

Wu Liang didn't open his eyes, he was still practicing meditation, he wanted to see how the cheap apprentice would deal with this matter?

Tang San threw the wood on his shoulder on the ground and said in a deep voice, "That's my master's mount, I won't sell it to you!" ”

"Okay, Young Master Ben is here in person, and he doesn't even open his eyes, it's crazy!" The brocade-clothed boy said angrily.

"What do you want to do?" Tang San rushed forward, stood in front of the Fire Qilin, and shouted angrily.

"Little brat, don't think that you can scare us if you carry a fake log, this is the money to buy a mount, leave the mount, take the money and get out!" The boy took out a handful of soul coins and sprinkled them on the ground like alms.

"That's it, our young master has taken a fancy to your mount, that's your honor!"

"Hurry up and hand over your mount and get out, or one of you will break a leg!" More than a dozen people on both sides of the young man said very rampantly.

"One breaks a leg, let them fuck off!" Wu Liang shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master!" Tang San nodded in response, his body was like a tiger, and he rushed over, punching and kicking, breaking bones, and screaming.

"The ability is not strong, the act is arrogant, and the blame is self-inflicted!" Wu Liang sneered.

"Ahhh......hh More than a dozen people lying on the ground looked very frightened, and under the unbearable pain, they all screamed loudly.

"The Golden Soul Coin turned out to be pure gold, and the Silver Soul Coin is also pure silver, so it seems that I can still get a lot of gold and silver in this world!" Grabbed two coins from the ground with his telekinesis, and after looking at them carefully, Wu Conscience was overjoyed.

"Let's go!" Wu Liang stretched out his hand and walked in front of Xiaohuo.

"Yes, Master!" Tang San picked up the wood, ignoring the screams, and followed behind with heavy steps.

"Master, can you take a break?" An hour later, Tang San shouted weakly.

"If you want to be rich in front of people, you have to suffer after people, you can't bear this hardship, why do you become an immortal and a god?" Wu Liang asked.

Tang San gritted his teeth and dragged his heavy steps, moving forward step by step.

Stop and go all the way, and at dusk, Wu Liang signaled Xiaohuo to stop, and then said: "Sit down with your knees crossed, and immediately practice the God of War Catalog!" ”

"Yes, Master!" Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged, and practiced the mental method of running the God of War Catalog.

After the other party finished his work, Wu Liang said: "I will now teach you the foundation pile method of Xingyi Five Elements Fist, Xingyi Three-Body Style, look at it!" ”

Tang San looked at it seriously, a simple action, he didn't understand what the magic was, seeing that the master was so serious, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly remembered the action of the three-body form.

"Stand for an hour in the three-body pose!" Wu Liang said.

"Yes!" Tang San stood in a three-body posture according to his words.

After correcting the other party's movements, Wu Liang took out pots and pans, took out three Liang Ziweng medicine snakes, and began to fiddle with dinner.

After spending the night on the bed, the next morning, the two of them entered Notting City with a divine beast.

"Go and ask where Notting House is?" In line with the principle of having something to do for the apprentice, Wu Liang said to Tang San.

"Yes!" Tang San nodded, and after some inquiry, he walked back with the wood on his shoulder, and then said, "Master, Notting Academy is not far from here......!" ”

"You're leading the way!" Wu Liang said.

Tang San carried the wood, ignoring everyone's stunned gazes, and went straight to Notting Academy.

A few minutes later, the two of them arrived at the gate of Notting Academy.

"Take a few minutes off, and then you can challenge the students of Notting Academy and gain some combat experience!" Wu Liang said.

"Yes, Master!" Tang San nodded in response, and after recovering his physical and internal strength, he walked to the middle of the academy gate and shouted loudly, "All the students in Notting Academy, which of you dares to fight with me!" ”

"The kid is five or six years old at most, right? Why are you so arrogant? ”

"See that log? It was the child in your eyes who carried that piece of wood just now! ”

"Could it be that the kid is a soul master?" One by one, the people who followed the sound pointed and said.

"Keep shouting, the more ugly the shouting, the better, there is a promising teacher sitting on the side, what are you afraid of?" Wu Liang said.

Tang San was greatly encouraged, and his heart moved, and he shouted loudly: "The wastes in Notting Academy, don't you dare to come out? I'll do it dozens of times, if no one comes out to fight...... Ten, nine, eight, seven, five! ”

"I'm going to fight you!" An eight- or nine-year-old child ran over angrily, and children and teenagers of different ages rushed out of the academy one after another.

"Take my punch!" As soon as Tang San's words fell, he rushed over like a fierce tiger and punched the opponent in the chest.

"You're foolish, I'm not ready, do it again!" The child who fell out of a few meters quickly stood up and said unconvinced.

"Are you ready?" Tang San asked with a frown.

"That's it!" The child nodded.

"Take my punch!" After Tang San said that, he rushed over as fast as the wind, still using only one punch to knock the other party to the ground.

"You, I haven't released my soul skill yet!" The child said dissatisfiedly.

Tang San was disdainful, looking at the indignant students one by one, he said domineeringly, "Next!" ”

"I'm going to fight you!" An eleven or twelve-year-old boy walked out of the crowd.

"Are you ready?" Tang San asked in advance.

"That's it!" The boy said.

"Take my punch!" Tang San shouted, clenched his fists and rushed over, with a punch that was extremely fast, knocking the other party to the ground on the spot, looking around, he shouted again: "Next!" ”

"That kid is too powerful, at most six or seven years old, and even the Great Soul Master is not his opponent!"

"It's so strong, other people's soul skills didn't use it, and they were knocked down by him with one punch!"

"It's so powerful, there are more than a dozen students on the field, and none of them can take his punch!"

Watching Tang San punch one by one, knocking down the students of Notting Academy one by one, Wu Liang nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, Tang San asked proudly, "Who else?" ”

"Let's go, the strength of the students of Notting Academy is too weak, even if you use your soul technique, you are not the enemy of one move!" Wu Liang shook his head and rode the fire qilin in the direction where he was outside the city.

"Eh, that's too weak!" Tang San sighed and chased after him with the wood.

"Do you understand what violent beauty is?" Wu Liang asked without replying.

"Master, I understand, as long as the speed is fast enough, the strength is strong enough, and the body is strong enough, you can sweep everything, and the simplest, most direct and most brutal action is the most effective move!" Tang San nodded and said.

"Perhaps!" Wu Liang said noncommittally.

(End of chapter)