With a click, the arena could not withstand the pressure and automatically disintegrated. The hardwood fragments, which were comparable to iron sheets, swung in all directions like random arrows. The soldiers watching the battle quickly took out their shields and blocked them in front of the generals. .But there were still dozens of soldiers who were knocked down by the wooden arrows.
Dong dong dong...
The Sky-Shaking Drum sounded crazily, and Tang Chun's fists hit the Sky-shaking Drum like iron lumps. As the extreme blade came out, the shadow light flashed and cut across the yellow-red beam of light.
Chiliu...
This combination of man and gun was really powerful. The extreme blade just cut the light beam belt into two pieces, and then was hit by the light beam and flew a thousand meters away and burrowed into the bushes.
"Lu Tiantong, if you don't help me, I'll take your soul bone later." The sound of Tang Chun's spirit wave struck the soul of Lu Tiantong who was imprisoned by the sole of his foot on the shaking drum.
There was no other way. Lu Tiantong had no choice but to force out all the spirit energy to rush towards Tang Chun's Huangling face. A strange thing happened, Tang Chun suddenly felt his body light up, and Master Feng's wind technique was instantly launched. , with a strange move, he actually removed the powerful cyclone locking effect of the man-gun integration and flew sideways to a height of 100 meters. I know that the help of Lu Tiantong's thick soul power played a role.
Seeing that Tang Chun moved away strangely, Hande was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born. The gun head directly drew a crack up to two meters wide and one hundred meters long on the ground, and then turned around. Tang Chun, who was walking sideways, chased after him.
The Thousand Meters Chasing Moon Step was used again, and Tang Chun dodged again. The two of them moved left and right in the air. Generally speaking, Tang Chun was in a state of being beaten, while Hand was still shouting and chasing.
"Smash him to death. Smash him to death..." Song Mao's cronies shouted.
"Hold on, hold on..." Xi Wuhe and others cheered for Tang Chun.
After moving for dozens of rounds, I found that the speed of Hande's fusion of man and gun had slowed down. I knew that the old boy had expended a lot of internal energy by performing the art of merging man and gun, and now he couldn't keep up.
Tang Chun suddenly slammed down the Sky-Shaking Drum as if it were a weapon. Hande looked at it, sneered, and stabbed his body with the spear. This is what Hande had hoped for, and he is not afraid of you Tang Chun. If I hit you hard, I'm afraid you'd just dodge.
A strange thing happened again, the sole of the foot flew out. Moreover, with the help of soul power and Tang Chun's spiritual power, it actually grew to a size of more than ten meters in an instant. The sole of the foot stepped down. It stepped hard. A dull sound of chirping came from Hande, who was a man and a gun.
Hand felt a mountain-like pressure from the sole of his foot, and he was actually pressed backward from the air toward the ruins of the ring. However, the sole of his foot did not let him go.
The soles of the feet were very ordinary. They were just a little bigger. There was no light or evil spirit. However, the soles of the feet were too thick. Hand screamed wildly and tried all his strength to move away. But it was all in vain. Hand had no choice but to throw out a few middle-grade fire charms and try to move away.
However, the fire talisman exploded, but the air wave was shrouded within the range of the momentum by the soles of his feet. The air waves were compressed into a ring by the soles of his feet and continued to press Handong down.
There was a crisp click sound.
Hande was crushed from the rubble of the arena, but Tang Chun stood on the drum with a majestic look, like a god descending to earth.
"Are you convinced?" Tang Chun asked coldly.
"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!" Hande's voice came from the ruins.
"Then keep pressing, press!" Tang Chun sneered, exerted force, and pressed down with the sole of his foot again. Press again, press again...
Hand was pressed into the ground more than ten meters from the moment he held his gun, and the soles of his feet were hanging high above the ruins of the arena. Tang Chun was like a god stepping on the drum, because it was close to the ground and had the ground.
Due to the counterattack force of the air waves, Tang Chun could hang in the air for a short period of time.
The soldiers were all dumbfounded. What flashed across Song Mao's face was shock and disbelief. Liu Tiezhong, on the other hand, had a look of astonishment. Because, it was unbelievable that Tang Chun, who was only seventeen years old, could actually suppress Han De, a strong man in the semi-qigang realm.
Into the soil.
Could it be that Tang Chun was a Qigang Realm expert? How could this be possible, a seventeen-year-old Qigang Realm master? More than 20,000 people had a big question mark in their hearts.
"The sole of this foot is of a very high grade. Is it a Xuan-level weapon? No, no, it's impossible for Tang Chun, a Xuan-level weapon, to touch it. It should be a top-grade Heaven-level weapon. The little doll is pretty good..."
The old man touched his beard and said, "This big drum has the attack effect of the soul god. The soul god plus the inner energy are two in one. That strong man lost very unfairly."
"Are you convinced?" Tang Chun's momentum was high, and his voice shook the surrounding area for a thousand meters. Naturally, this guy was putting on a show, using all the sound waves emitted by his Dantian.
"No...submit..." Hande's voice came from underground.
"If you don't agree, I will let you know what 'convincing' means." Tang Chun laughed loudly, raised his fist and punched the crack.
Bang bang bang...
Handecong's head was shaking like a rattle, and his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were all covered in blood.
"If you don't obey, you will become a fool." Tang Chunqigang said.
"I'm convinced...I'm convinced...I'm convinced...I'm convinced..." Hande's voice came from underground.
Tang Chun gracefully finished his work, and the Shaking Sky Drum shrank and retracted to Bei Baoli. The soles of his feet naturally returned to the drum.
"Master...Master, I'm about to die." At this time, Lu Tiantong's weak and pitiful voice came.
Tang Chun scanned it and found that this guy's soul was now the size of a soybean. His whole body was shaking violently in the soles of his feet, as if he had a cold and was shaking.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, recover slowly, your soul will not dissipate for the time being." Tang Chun comforted this former Dzogchen monk in the foundation building stage.
"My lord, please help me find something that can moisturize my soul. Otherwise, my soul will not be able to live for more than a hundred days." Lu Tiantong looked pitiful.
"Well, okay, I'll try my best." Tang Chun said, comforting the poor guy.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will take you to find the tripod as soon as I recover." Lu Tiantong knew that it would be impossible not to give him some benefits, otherwise, he would probably be dead. Would Tang Chun be so kind? Lu Tiantong didn't believe it at all.
"General is mighty..." Suddenly, under the leadership of Xi Wuhe, all the more than 20,000 soldiers shouted. Boss Tang stood at a high place. He found that the "popularity" of the more than 20,000 soldiers was rolling in. This
The goods were absorbed without hesitation.
In just a few seconds, all the inner spiritual energy that had been consumed was restored. Moreover, the steady stream of popularity was still pouring into the body, constantly squeezing and expanding Tang Chun's meridians and blood vessels.
Because the overall strength of the soldiers in the Forbidden Army camp is high, this "popularity" is also very strong and the quality is high. It is more nourishing than eating a dozen century-old mountain ginseng king when absorbed in one meal.
Moreover, popularity is more critical to the growth of Tang Chun Soul God. Because most of the popularity is a gas-like substance on the spiritual level. Therefore, Tang Chun discovered that the facial features of Huang Ling's face in Tianyan gradually became more clearly revealed.
Could it be that this Huangling face could become another version of himself? Tang Chun wondered and was full of expectations.
After the battle with Handecong, Tang Chun successfully established his prestige in the Yellow Flag Camp of the Forbidden Army. This battle was actually a good thing for Tang Chun. Of course, Tang Chun also took a big gamble. Handecong was really a good person.
A straight man, his face was still swollen and he reported to the Tang Mansion in the evening.
"My lord, Decong will be the slave of the Tang family from now on." When he saw Tang Chun, Handecong knelt down on one knee with a respectful look on his face.
"What happened in the morning was just a joke, Decong doesn't need to keep it in mind. If Decong thinks that Tang Chun and I can be friends, we will be friends from now on." Tang Chun stretched out his hands to signal Handong to get up.
"No, I, Hande, will never tell lies in my life. If my lord does not recognize Decong as a slave, Decong cuts off his arms and quits the imperial army. From then on, he settled down opposite the Tang Mansion and spent his whole life with the Tang Mansion.
"Han Decong's attitude was unprecedentedly resolute, but he just couldn't get up.
"Decong, I know you are a generous person. You must have been instigated by others to challenge me. Those people are villains, Decong doesn't have to care about the things between us." Tang Chun seemed to be sincere,
In fact, this guy is playing the emotional card.
"De Cong knew in his heart that Song Mao was a villain. De Cong had seen him clearly a long time ago, but this person was related to the Empress of Fire Palace's natal family. Therefore, it was not convenient for De Cong to offend him too much.
In fact, challenging the lord is something De Cong has always looked forward to. Speaking from the bottom of my heart, De Cong at that time was not willing to see Huangqi Camp led by such a young man.
However, after this battle, De Cong understood. You really can't judge a book by its appearance in this world. The master is a gift from heaven, and De Cong is a lifelong blessing for De Cong to follow him.
Decong hopes that the master can find a way to transfer me directly into the Tang Mansion. In that way, Decong will have more time to be with the master." Handecong said.
"If De Cong has this intention, then I have decided to appoint you as the leader of my personal guard. In this way, you can be with me at any time." Tang Chun saw that the situation was almost over, and he directly recognized this 'house slave'
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"Thank you, lord, for looking up to Decong. However, for the convenience of following the lord, can Decong move into the Tang Mansion? The lord can just give Decong a few rooms to settle his family." Hande Decong was very serious.
"Okay, let's do this. In a few days, I will arrange for people to build a few more buildings. Then I will give Decong an independent small courtyard." Tang Chun smiled.
"Okay, Decong also has his own house." Handecong looked happy and grateful.
"It's weird, Hande Cong, doesn't your dignified fifth-grade general not have his own mansion?" the fat man asked in surprise.
"Well, it's a long story. There was originally a small house, but then my mother became seriously ill and contracted a strange disease. In order to buy medicine, Decong sold the house. Now he rents a small house.
They live in the courtyard. Moreover, Decong is a rough man. He doesn’t know how to do business, so he can’t make any money." Handecong said with a depressed look.
"This guy, a master of the Half Qi Gang Realm, is really stupid." Fatty muttered in a low voice.
"How many people are there in De Cong's family?" Tang Chun asked. After entering the hall, Hand Cong was very impressed and curious when he saw Tang Chun's new building. However, when Tang Chun motioned for him to sit down, he was
He resolutely refused to sit down and stood beside Tang Chun as a bodyguard.
"My parents, brothers and sisters add up to about twenty people." Hande replied respectfully.
"Is it possible that De Cong hasn't married yet?" Tang Chun was a little surprised. (To be continued...)