Tang San felt that he was being stabbed into his body by that cold object, his legs kept swinging, and then a sharp pain came from below, and there was a slight feeling of warmth, which was the blood that flowed out after his flower broke.

The enthusiasm on the majestic middle-aged man's face decreased a lot, and he said indifferently:

"Tang San, Ju Zhili Third Stage, Level: Low Level!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words blurted out, it was no surprise that there was a commotion of ridicule on the field.

"Three paragraphs, as I expected, this "genius" has been standing still again this year. ”

"Hey, this shit has really disgraced the face of our Shrek Village."

"If it weren't for the fact that his teacher and the village chief were friends, this kind of waste would have been driven out of Shrek a long time ago, and he would have been left to fend for himself, where would there be a chance to stay in the village."

"Who's to say it isn't."

The taunts from around him poured into Tang San's ears like a magic spell, and Tang San's eyes, which had just been lowered from the stone pillar, were gradually filled with murderous intent.

These people humiliated him in such a way, and ridiculed him to the fullest, what a way to die!

"Little San, are you okay?" Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San's shoulder, his face showing bitterness, "Little San, I know that incident had a great impact on you at the beginning, hey, next time if you still fail to recover your former talent, I'm afraid that both of us master and apprentice will be kicked out of the village." ”

He said, with a sad look in his eyes.

"Teacher, I'm a little tired." Being slapped by Yu Xiaogang, Tang San only then retracted the killing intent in his eyes, he had to find out what was going on first, could it be that everything in the Douluo Continent was just a dream?

Looking at Tang San's figure holding his ass and gradually walking away, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his eyes gradually firmed, as if he had made up his mind.

At night, the moon was thick, Tang San was lying on the bed trying to cultivate Xuantian Gong, for some reason, he found that his Tang Sect Peerless Sect was invalid here, and he couldn't cultivate at all, but Tang San still didn't want to give up.

How can he not repay today's humiliation, but if he has no strength, how can he take revenge.

Dongdong!

Yu Xiaogang walked in with the decoction, and when he saw Tang San meditating cross-legged, he was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses and walked to Tang San's side.

"Little San, it's time to drink medicine."

Tang San looked at the black-brown decoction in Yu Xiaogang's hand, feeling very uncomfortable in his stomach, this decoction smelled of for some reason, and he didn't know what medicinal herbs it was made of, drinking this medicine was like eating.

But looking at Yu Xiaogang's eager eyes, he also knew that he would have to drink this medicine even if he didn't drink it today.

So he could only make a bitter face, picked up the medicine bowl, and poured it into his mouth, as long as he drank it fast enough, the smell of couldn't catch up with him.

"Teacher, can you tell me what Master Chrysanthemum is? I kind of forgot. ”

After drinking the medicine, Tang San rubbed Jiang Chuanhai's stomach, relied on super perseverance to hold back the feeling of vomiting, wiped his mouth and asked.

"Absolutely." Yu Xiaogang sat on the head of the bed and shook the whole bed.

"Little San, the chrysanthemum master is the most noble profession in the world, the cultivation is the power of the chrysanthemum, the realm is divided into the power of the chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum, the great chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum spirit, the chrysanthemum king, the chrysanthemum emperor, the chrysanthemum sect, etc., and you are now in the stage of polishing the power of the chrysanthemum, which is the initial stage of the chrysanthemum master's cultivation......"

Suddenly, Tang San, who was listening carefully to Yu Xiaogang's popular science, felt a little dizzy in his head, "Teacher, why do I feel a little weak in my body." ”

Yu Xiaogang hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, Xiao San, this is just a normal reaction after drinking the medicine." ”

"Teacher, but I still feel a little uncomfortable."

"Little San, the teacher said that it's okay, it's okay, you have to believe the teacher. Let me continue to tell you, the power of the chrysanthemum is cultivated as a natal chrysanthemum, and in the initial stage of cultivation, you only need to constantly expand and strengthen your chrysanthemum..."

As he spoke, Tang San suddenly fell on the bed as soon as his body went limp.

"Teacher, what's wrong with me, I feel like I can't move."

Tang San faced the bed, feeling that his body was now pressed by a ghost, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

"Little San, it should be a physical problem, let the teacher help you take a look."

Yu Xiaogang stood up, unbuttoned Tang San's shirt, and carefully examined Tang San's body.

"Teacher, why did you take off your clothes?"

"It's a little hot in this room, it's okay for me to continue showing you."

"Teacher, what are you doing in bed?"

"It's a little uncomfortable to stand."

"Teacher, what are you going to do here?!"

"Little San, don't blame the teacher, everything is for your future."

"Huh?"

"Ahh Teacher, don't! ”

In the room, Tang San's voice gradually became fierce.

......

"Ahh

Tang San woke up screaming, his eyes bloodshot.

In the illusion, he experienced all kinds of pain, at first it was just a simple punishment, and then gradually metamorphosed, although after coming out of the illusion, he knew that it was all fake, but he felt that he could no longer face the teacher.

Now when he thinks of Yu Xiaogang's face, his body trembles,

Then the voice of the thorns sounded again,

"The sixth test of the God of Suffering is completed, and the soul bone skill is rewarded, and the fart is like thunder."

I saw a divine light appear from the void, pass through Tang San's body, and penetrate into his crest pillar soul bone, a warm heat dared to penetrate his body from top to bottom,

This is an active attack soul skill that unleashes a foul-smelling fart to disgust enemies.

Moreover, the consumption of soul skills is not large, as long as Tang San is willing, he is a mobile source of pollution.

Sounds good... Yarn!

What is a fart like thunder, isn't this his teacher's soul skill?

How could he use such a disgusting soul technique, and that was the reward for the Divine Examination?

For a moment, he felt a deep malice from the God of Suffering.

"Thorns, what's going on?" Tang San took a deep breath, then asked angrily.

"This is an assessment of the ability that is automatically formed according to your illusion, for example, if you are burned in the illusion, you will gain the ability of fire, and if you are blown by the wind, you will obtain the ability of the wind system, and I don't know what kind of soul skill will appear." Thorns are serious nonsense.

"Then I don't want this soul skill, can I change it?" Tang San's expression was as if he had eaten Xiang, and he was a little green. Feelings, he worked hard and endured all kinds of humiliation to complete the sixth exam, and he was rewarded with such a thing?

"Sorry, once the reward is given, it will not be returned or exchanged." Thorn's voice was still extremely mechanical, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and it looked like a businessman.

"But heirs, please rest assured, this is only a special case, and this will not happen again with other assessment rewards."

"Okay." Seeing Thorn say this, Tang San could only choose to believe it, and admit the reward with a black face, the big deal was that he would never use this soul skill.

"Whether to open the seventh test, the seventh test will reward an increase of ten levels of soul power, and God will give a soul ring."

Hearing the seventh test, Tang San, who instinctively wanted to refuse, suddenly froze, this rich reward made him unable to say anything about refusal, could it be to compensate for his reward for the sixth test, so this time the reward was so rich.

Although he wanted to slow down, he gritted his teeth when he thought of the increasingly anxious situation on the mainland and Xiao Wu, who was already lying in someone else's arms: "Start the seventh test." ”

Time is running out, I must become strong as soon as possible in order to defeat the Martial Spirit Hall and snatch back Xiao Wu.

"The seventh test of the god of suffering, the suffering of waste, the opening of the three-year covenant."

"From now on, Inheritors will not be able to use any skills.

Soul power or secret weapon, must pretend to be an ordinary person, duration - three years, during which the information of the divine examination cannot be disclosed to anyone, nor can it be let others know through any other means, please complete the divine examination strictly, otherwise you will lose the qualification for divine succession! ”

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Tang San's originally resolute expression suddenly became a little sluggish, what kind of ghost test was this.

Originally, although he thought that the reward for this divine examination was so rich, it would definitely not be simple, but he didn't expect it to be so strange.

Three years of waste?

He was in a hurry to take the exam just to rush the time, was this going to make him waste three whole years?

If he could, Tang San really didn't want to take this divine exam, but the price of not completing the divine exam was to lose the qualification for divine succession.

O God!

He went through all kinds of pain to completely pass the first six exams, how could he just give up!

And without the inheritance of the god position, what will he use to fight with the Wuhun Palace, what to take back Xiao Wu, and what will he use to treat the roots he lost?

"The seventh test does not limit the venue, but you can't stay in the secret realm, inheritors, please be prepared, the secret realm is about to close." Thorn's indifferent words pierced Tang San's mind.

"Five, four, three..."

The mechanical sound of the timer sounded.

Tang San was taken aback, "Wait! ”