MTL - From the Power of Space To the Heavens-Chapter 4 The world itself is unfair!

  Chapter 4 4. The world itself is unfair!

  On the low hillside, both Lu Yuan and Tang San took a few steps back and stood still.

  Old Jack looked at Lu Yuan, then at Tang San, finally sighed helplessly, and moved away from the middle of the two.

   Tang San's eyes sank slightly.

  He is not absolutely sure that he can win this battle.

   Both parties are soul warriors, and neither has obtained a soul ring, so naturally they have no soul skills.

  From that punch just now, he has roughly figured out the purpose and effect of Lu Yuan's martial soul.

  Just like he can easily control the growth of blue silver grass without a soul ring, Lu Yuan can also simply control the air without a soul ring by virtue of his martial soul.

   In terms of martial arts, he is not superior.

so.

  Tang San casually grabbed a handful of gravel on the ground, and used a special throwing technique to divide the gravel into several batches and threw them towards Lu Yuan one after another.

  The crushed stones whizzed sharply in the air, but they all stopped not far from Lu Yuan, and then fell to the ground.

  Looking from a distance, it seems that there is an invisible wall standing in front of Lu Yuan.

   "Let's see how long you can last!"

  Accompanied by Tang San's stern shout, a pile of gravel hit Lu Yuan head and face again.

   But he was stopped in front of Lu Yuan again.

   Immediately afterwards, there was another handful of gravel with whistling sound.

   Then he was intercepted again.

   Fortunately, there are many stones on this small hillside, and it is not difficult to find them.

  Otherwise Tang San would not have enough ammunition to consume Lu Yuan.

  Gravel for remote consumption.

  Long-range dodge use ghost shadow fan step.

   Xuanyu hand for melee combat.

  Although he couldn't break Lu Yuan's tortoise shell for a while, it's impossible for Lu Yuan to hold the tortoise shell forever!

  Martial soul is martial soul, and soul power is soul power.

  He can consume Lu Yuan's soul power without using it.

   But Lu Yuan can only defend passively, and even if he counterattacks occasionally, he will dodge it with ghost fans.

   After a long time, Lu Yuan will only collapse without fighting!

   It can be said that Tang San's tactical arrangement is very good, fully utilizing the geographical advantage, and exerting his own strengths.

  Looking at Tang San who kept testing himself, Lu Yuan felt angry.

   Of course, this doesn't alleviate the fact that his body is stiff.

  Now he can't even raise his arm, and he has no ability to fight back.

   Can't even control finger movements!

   Tang Hao!

  Lu Yuan recited the name silently in his heart, and firmly hid his anger in his heart.

  Can continue to suppress him with coercion without crushing him, and the scope of coercion is only aimed at him alone, and does not involve Old Jack and Tang San who are not far away

  This precise control, in this small village, who else but Tang Hao!

  However, compared with its powerful strength, this kind of heart is even more contemptible!

  Although it is not clear whether Tang Hao's old injury is healed or not.

  But even if Tang Hao's injury hasn't healed at all, he still has the strength of a standard Title Douluo level.

  A titled Douluo, using coercion to suppress him, a soul warrior who has not obtained a soul ring, makes him disqualified from counterattack and can only passively defend

  Although I know that your Tang family has always been a protective character.

   But Huduzi is not such a protector!

   Hatred is inevitable.

   Could it be that he still has to thank Tang Hao's subordinates for being lenient and not crushing him?

   Moreover, there is a bit of biting chill mixed with this coercion.

not much.

  Since he had never experienced it in his previous life, Lu Yuan was not sure if it was a killing intent.

  But today, it really made him realize what it means to be "like a glow on his back"!

   This is no longer eccentric.

   This is clearly giving Tang San the correct answer, then snapping off the pen in his hand, and finally throwing it out of the window!

   So what if he knew the answer?

  He doesn’t even have a pen, what should he use to answer the questions?

   In other words, does he still have the guts to continue answering the questions?

  The biting chill made Lu Yuan dare not move rashly.

  He didn't dare to bet his own life on whether Tang Hao would make a move.

   Win the bet, one admission place.

  The bet was lost, and he died.

  According to Tang Hao's temperament, Lu Yuan still thinks it's better not to gamble.

   Taking a deep breath, Lu Yuan suppressed the humiliation welling up in his heart.

   Shit's fair!

   It's because he thinks things too simply!

  In this world where the strong are respected, even the world itself is unfair!

  If the world were relatively fair, there would be no soul masters, no soul beasts, and no gods!

  However, Han Xin was able to bear the humiliation of his crotch in the past, why couldn't he?

   What's more, the humiliation he suffered has not yet reached the level of humiliation in the crotch.

   "Stop, I admit defeat!"

   In front of you.

   In the void.

   As far as Lu Yuan could see, the transparent silk threads were connected end to end, forming an irregular oval space barrier.

  The space barrier is not damaged in the slightest.

   But the master who created it has been forced to bow his head.

   This battle is not its fault.

   It was just because I ran into a Titled Douluo who didn't care about martial arts.

   Tang San threw the gravel in his hand on the ground with a smile on his face.

  He perfectly realized the expected tactics.

  Although the fact that Lanyincao was a useless martial soul disappointed him, not only did he have another martial soul, but he also defeated another genius who was born with full soul power without using the martial soul.

   This just proves that the martial soul cannot decide everything!

   "Although I don't know how you did it, I was indeed suppressed a lot."

   "However, it is not wrong to lose to another person who is innately full of soul power."

   "You take the admission quota."

   "I'm not the kind of person who can't afford to lose."

  Feeling the body's flexibility slowly recovering, Lu Yuan touched the cold sweat on his back with his backhand, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

  If it is said, he had only serious doubts about Tang Hao before.

   So now, yes!

  How could there be such a coincidence?

   As soon as he conceded defeat on the front foot, the pressure on him from the back foot dissipated without a sound.

   Who are you fooling!

  Co-author really thought he was a six-year-old kid?

  If Tang Hao hadn't been observing this place in the dark, Lu Yuan would have dared to perform a handstand split in front of everyone.

  However, the most urgent thing is to get out of this muddy pit first.

  Lu Yuan walked up to Tang San with an ugly expression, reached out and patted Tang San on the shoulder, without saying a word, passed Tang San and walked down the hillside.

  The movements and expressions all reflect the depression in Lu Yuan's heart at this moment.

  Tang San subconsciously turned around.

   Lu Yuan's desolate and lonely figure has gone further and further away.

   "Did I go too far?"

   This thought flashed through Tang San's mind, and then it was squeezed out by the joy of victory and the spoils.

   Not even the slightest sense of existence was left.

  Old Jack looked at Tang San immersed in joy, then at Lu Yuan who had walked away, and sighed deeply.

  Although there were only three people who knew the details of the incident, the incident was soon known to every household in the small village in the evening.

  Small villages have the benefits of small villages, and big cities also have the benefits of big cities.

  Once something interesting happens in a small village, it doesn’t take three days or five days, it only takes one day or one night to be known by the gossiping villagers in the village.

   Of course, it's not just about the things themselves.

   There are also seven or eight adapted short stories based on the incident itself.

  Lying on the bed, Lu Yuan reached out and touched the pattern on the back of his right hand.

   Today's shame must be kept in mind.

   Notice:

   I am born to be useful, and my wealth is gone

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   I always feel that I am like a third-rate up master, wanting three consecutive times all day long~

  (end of this chapter)