"Damn, what's the matter?"

Tang Hao's eyes were spinning rapidly, and this speed was nothing in the eyes of the title Douluo.

But these are his two sons, one is seven years old and the other is six years old.

When did he learn this kind of ability every day under his nose?

Tang Hao was shocked at this time and didn't even notice that the wine was scattered around his neck.

He began to have deep suspicion, feeling that Old Jack was right.

I am so fucked that I am not worthy of being a father, and I don’t even know the basic situation of my child.

Now who can tell him what's going on?

"Tang Hao, why are you still standing there?"

"Do you want the mistress to protect you? Are you still a man?"

Jack's old eyes were dizzy and he couldn't see the two people moving at high speed.

But he knew that Tang San was fighting, so how could he not be in a hurry?

"Uh...that's Xiaochen, don't worry..."

Tang Hao couldn't help but say something, and at this moment he actually felt proud.

I really want to shout out loud: Look, those two are my sons.

"Xiao Chen?"

Old Jack was also puzzled, feeling that he didn't seem to understand them even more.

Ding ~

The two sides of the battle collided again, and Tang San was bounced away far away.

The numb arms could hardly hold Kyuubi.

"So strong...completely crushed..."

Tang San was gasping for breath, and the little soul power in his body had already been consumed.

Now with physical fitness, I guess I will lose within two or three moves.

Moreover, Tang Chen was calm and calm, so he was obviously reserved and was practicing with him.

A strong sense of frustration surged in my heart, and it was all born by a parent.

The same is true for the practice, and he practiced it for several years in advance.

But the gap is so big...

"No more fun, this clone's soul power has been used up!"

"I'll give you these ninja tools. I'll wait for you at the city gate!"

Bang~

Tang Chen had no choice but to spread his hands. He had just played with his head and his soul power disappeared.

After all, the clones don’t carry much, and there is no reincarnation eye to replenish soul power.

After saying this, it turned into smoke and dissipated into the woods.

Only a lot of ninja tools were left behind, and the people were stunned.

"Clan? Is this just a clone?"

Tang San felt a little angina pectoris, as if he had suffered a critical hit of ten thousand times.

After a long time of struggle, it was just a clone that someone had made.

Is this too hurtful for self-esteem?

Tang San stood quietly and his thoughts were transformed again.

He was even thinking that his brother was a genius who could not be produced in billions of years.

Born as an immortal...

"Missary, let's go. You are not the opponent of that little bastard."

Tang Hao's big hand was lined up on Tang San's shoulders.

As a person who has experienced it, he can understand this feeling best.

The world is so big, even if I am a top genius.

But there are always a few that can never be defeated.

Only by adjusting your mentality and moving forward in adversity can you be able to transcend.

"Okay father, I'll clean up!"

After all, Tang San has lived for more than 30 years and his mentality is beyond comparison to young children.

After a brief shock, he recovered. His current goal is to surpass his elder brother.

Even if you can't catch up with your cultivation, you can't lose in terms of hidden weapons.

"Just understand, only by moving forward in adversity can you become a real strong man."

Tang Hao nodded with relief and began to help Tang San collect scattered hidden weapons.

He didn't say much, he had already neglected his duties and had no face to ask.

......

"Ouch!"

"This kid has some tricks!"

After the shadow clone was lifted, Tang Chen felt strong feedback.

It seems that I have experienced the battle myself and all my feelings are clear.

In the end, his arm was also numb when he fought with Tang San.

He quickly shook his hands and made the clone feel conscious.

This shadow clone is worthy of being a forbidden technique, and it has been used to soar into the sky.

If you don't use it well, you will harm others and yourself...

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the three of them walked slowly over.

"Dad, mistress!"

"Grandpa Jack!"

Tang Chen greeted him warmly and looked at the wound on Tang San's body.

He took the initiative to take out the recovery fruit, after all, it was his younger brother.

Get out of the original work or something...

Don’t look at people with prejudice, and use your own heart to understand everyone.

Only in this way can the truth be discovered, rather than being guided by wrong ideas.

At least don’t follow your facial features, it will look too vulgar.

but...

It looks good, and it seems that you can really do whatever you want.

Tang Chen unconsciously touched his face...

"Thank you, brother..."

Tang San felt the change, and his injuries and soul power were recovering at a faster pace.

"Dad, do you miss me?"

Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao with a smirk, and for some reason he wanted to tease him.

There are so many fuss on the body...

"In no mood..."

"But you're very good!"

Tang Hao said without a trace, only Tang Chen could understand this.

"Haha, of course I'm good, how bad is your son?"

Tang Chen smiled all over his face, then handed over a few recovery fruits and said softly.

"I'll eat it, I always vomit blood in the middle of the night, which makes people feel nervous!"

Tang Hao looked at the fruit in his hand and was suddenly stunned.

The old injury has been bothering him, and he has not found a auxiliary soul master to treat him.
To be continued...