Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

　　 Outside the gate of Shrek Academy, Tyrone and Tyno were standing beside an old man. The old man has gray hair. A short hair stands erect on the top of the head like a steel pin. The figure looks similar to the strong king Tainuo, but his eyes are much deeper. Standing there gives people a sense of arrogance. From the awe in the eyes of the father and son Tyrone and Tyno when they looked at him, one can know the position of this old man in their family.

　　 "Grandpa, I beg you. You go back. If this goes on, I really can't get involved in the college." Tyrone begged his grandfather with a wry smile. At this time, the extra illusion that the clan had imposed on him had been automatically released, and even he himself didn't know why he would mention the beaten up a week ago to his father at home, and it happened to be heard by the old man.

　　 The old man standing between him and Taino is his grandfather, Titan. Also the patriarch of the family.

　　 Titan had his hands behind his back. Glancing at his grandson coldly, "Shut up. You don't even know who beat you up."

　　Don't talk about Tyrone, even Tylenol doesn't know why this old man has to come to Shrek Academy with them today. Since being beaten by the clan a week ago, he found that he had forgotten the other's looks.

　　 Yesterday, Tyrone approached him and said that the father and son had beaten a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master boy before. Should he tell Grandpa Titan. Unexpectedly, the Titan just heard it nearby.

　　 Tylenol didn't dare to hide it, and told what happened. The result is a big mouth and the words of embarrassment. After being beaten by someone, he didn't even see the other side's appearance.

　　 At this time, Tang San and Oscar had already walked out of the academy surrounded by a group of students.

　　 When Tang San saw Old Titan Land for the first time, his heart couldn't help but shrink. Although the Purple Demon Eye didn't look through the autumn water, and only looked at the realm, he could see something from the surface. This old man was probably even more powerful than Zao Wou-ki.

　　 Where is a person, it is a mountain!

　　 "Which one of you's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass." The Titan asked faintly with an old and majestic voice.

　　 Hearing this, a trembling voice came from the crowd, "Tang San's martial arts spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

　　 Who is vocalizing? Of course, the clan controlled an ordinary student and made him shout.

　　 The old Titan glanced at the student who was speaking in the crowd, and he was so frightened that he almost peeed his pants, with a look of disdain, "Who is Tang San?"

　　 "I am." Tang San stepped forward slowly. The body is adjusted to the best, ready to react accordingly.

　　 "Your kid is still kind. A week ago, did you hurt my son and grandson?" Titan asked faintly.

　　 Tang San shook his head, "No, I haven't fought anyone at all in this period of time."

The old Titan disdainfully said: "You are arrogant! Don't think that these two shameful boys in my family can get through without seeing your appearance. But Wuhun can't deceive people, except for you who are there. Is it Blue Silver Grass? I think you are at the level of a soul-sovereign. I guess you will be a black hand!"

　　 "Ah" Tang San's mouth twitched. He was Tang Sect. He is accustomed to hidden weapons and poisons, and he likes black hands. Wuhun was indeed Blue Silver Grass, but he really hadn't done it this time.

　　 Suddenly, Tang San's eyes lit up.

　　 And that person's spirit is also Lan Yincao, maybe he did it. Is it possible to confess him directly?

　　 As soon as he thought of this, Tang San vetoed it. When did I become so timid? He hates ancestry, but he also has his own rules. If it is this time to shrink back and take people to thunder, then let alone others, even oneself will look down on oneself.

　　 Tang San looked directly at each other, "If you haven't done it, you haven't done it."

"I am too lazy to argue with you, whether it is you or not. My son and grandson were injured, but they are incapable. But they are not incompetent. You dare to stand up today, and still contradict. Old man, let me lose my face, and say that I have to earn face. Don't worry, I will not bully the small with you. How about we make a bet?" The Titan said lightly.

　　 Tang San gritted his teeth, not afraid, "What a bet."

　　 As in the original work, the old Titan lit an incense.

　　 If Tang San can withstand the pressure released under the premise that he doesn't make a move or activate his martial spirit, then the Li Clan will join the Tang Sect. On the contrary, Tang San joined the force clan.

　　 After the old Titan signaled Tang San to be careful.

　　 I saw that the air between Tang San and the Titan seemed to be twisted, rippling water-like ripples, but I couldn't feel anything. But at that instant, Tang San's expression suddenly changed, and his whole person took a step back. At the same time, he immediately released his martial soul.

　　 There is no Eight Spider Lances, and there is no Ice Fire Alchemy Body. Tang San's physique, under the influence of Xuan Tian Gong, was also stronger than the Wuhun Soul Venerable of the same level, and soon there were signs that he could not support it.

"what!"

　　 Along with Tang San's scream, Tang San was overwhelmed by the fierce and violent pressure of the old Titan. With Lan Yincao's support, Tang San reluctantly propped up his body and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, eating the sausages that Oscar had prepared for him in advance, turning the Xuantian Gong to its limit. At this moment, he was already out of breath, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his bones made a light crackling sound.

　　 Tang San's performance was seen by the old Titan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The other party can enter the Soul Venerable ~www.ltnovel.com~ at such an age. But it stands to reason to be able to easily defeat his grandson and later defeat his own son, it should not be so bad. I wondered: "Is it really him?"

　　 But doubts go to doubts, and you will not be merciful when you start. What you say is like splashed water. If the other party held a stick of incense because of mercy, then one of them would be Tang San's domestic slaves.

　　 At this time, Zao Wou-ki was still called by Meng, and when he saw the old Titan, he also expressed his powerlessness. Unexpectedly, Tang San actually provoked this madman.

　　Meng was still anxious, and couldn't help shouting: "Old Titan, if you dare to hurt Tang San, I will ask my grandparents to avenge him."

The Titan crossed Meng and still glanced, and said faintly: "Oh? You seem to be the granddaughter of the two old guys, Long Gong and Snake Po. Their martial arts fusion skills are indeed very tricky, but it is a pity that we have already placed a bet, even if they come. There is nothing to say."

　　 While talking, Titan increased the pressure by one more point.

　　 "You--" Meng was still choked by a sentence, and immediately looked at Tang San, "Little San, give up! Don't hold on."

　　噗----, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Tang San was just a trapped beast fighting, and under the sudden pressure increase, Tang San could no longer support it.

　　 At the same time, he had already returned to the clan of Shrek Academy.

　　 Sitting high on the roof of a tall building in Shrek Academy, looking at everything below from a distance, he secretly smiled in his heart, without the Eight Spider Lances and without the fairy grass, I see how Tang San can hold on. If this old guy can kill or mutilate Tang San, then he can save a lot of things.

　　 Just when the clan was looking energetically, a crisis suddenly came, and the clan's hairs were frightened, and he subconsciously cast the instantaneous technique and left the place.