Douluo: Reincarnation of the Water Dragon King

 Chapter 117 117: The tears of the tomb robber

 In the entire Tiandou Royal Academy, there is absolutely no way there is another person named Xue Beng.

Zhao Wuji was a little embarrassed at this time. He didn't expect that although he called someone for help, he actually called a prince.

Of course, he didn’t pay much attention.

 Prince?

Isn’t there someone running over there?

　　It is quite speechless to say that the dignified third prince of Xingluo has joined the Tiandou Royal Academy.

If the Xingluo royal family found out about this, they would probably be furious and stab Dai Mubai in the spine, right?

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Wuji waved his hand boldly and said to Xue Beng: "Fourth Prince, I still need to train students."

 “If you are interested, you can watch it.”

“If you’re not interested, I’ll treat you to a drink later, Zhao.”

Hearing this, Xue Beng was stunned. This Soul Saint is so heroic!

If you can take this opportunity to win over...

 A soul saint is no weakling.

Thinking of this, Xue Beng had a smile on his face and said, "Wherever you need a treat from Director Zhao, wait until Director Zhao is done with his work. You can pick whatever you want in Tiandou City!"

 “Director Zhao, you are busy first.”

 Since Zhao Wuji is so bold and forthright, just follow his temperament.

 As a "dandy", it is reasonable to take Zao Wou-ki to go out and have a drink...is it reasonable?

Thinking of this, Xue Beng's face turned up slightly.

 Sometimes, this "dandy" status is quite useful.

Xue Beng's words made Zhao Wuji couldn't help but look at him twice. Do you really think he, old Zhao, is stupid?

He wanted to see what tricks this avalanche could do.

“Then thank you so much, His Highness the Fourth Prince!”

 Zhao Wuji cupped his hands and said.

“Director Zhao, you’re welcome, just call me avalanche.”

"You are the teacher and I am the student. The fourth prince is just a false name."

Xue Beng said calmly, as if he didn't care about the prince's identity.

“Okay, Xue Beng, stay aside for now, I’m going to train the students.”

"good…"

After Xue Beng walked aside, Zhao Wuji shouted to Tang San on the scene: "Tang San, come here!"

By this time, Tang San was already sweating profusely, and big beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

He felt a little dark in front of his eyes...

Hearing this, Tang San was shocked, subconsciously sobered up, and then looked at Zhao Wuji.

Tang San just felt that Zhao Wuji was targeting him, although he had no evidence.

After thinking for a moment, Tang San "ran" towards Zhao Wuji.

Under the khaki light, Tang San's speed could only be described as walking, or even slower than walking.

 He really tried his best!

After arriving beside Zhao Wuji, out of "respect" for the strong man, Tang San said: "Teacher Zhao...what's the matter?"

Tang San's words were weak.

Zhao Wuji did not talk around in circles with Tang San, and said bluntly: "Tang San, I said before that there was something wrong with Yu Xiaogang's training method, and that this kind of training was wrong."

“You have a strong opinion on this and choose to support your teacher Yu Xiaogang.”

“In this case, I will remove the weight of gravity from you, and you can run with these stones on your back.”

Zhao Wuji said without changing his expression.

Since Tang San doesn't agree with his statement, let him experience the master's training method himself.

As for whether it will become useless after refining, it has nothing to do with Zhao Wuji. This method was provided by Yu Xiaogang and approved by Tang San.

After hearing this, Tang San was slightly startled and frowned. Did Zhao Wuji have no bottom line for him?

 There is obviously a better way to "bear weight", why should we use the oldest method?

It's not that Tang San thinks his teacher Yu Xiaogang is wrong, it's just that training under gravity is indeed much more effective than carrying rocks.

 Although Tang San was unwilling to admit this, his body told him that it was indeed the case.

"Is there a better training method, just to target me, Tang San?" "Zhao Wuji, I remember it!"

“Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don’t bully young people into poverty!”

“When I reach the realm of soul saint, that’s when you have a way to die!”

 Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don’t bully young people into poverty.

 Don’t bully the middle-aged and poor.

 Don’t bully the old and the poor.

 The dead are the greatest.

 The tears of the tomb robber.

Looking at the backpack, Tang San clenched his fists, but didn't say much.

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, looked sideways slightly, and with a casual wave of his hand, the earthy yellow light on Tang San disappeared.

The sudden disappearance of gravity caught Tang San off guard, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

After recovering a little, Tang San picked up his backpack and staggered back to the playground.

 The weight of more than two hundred kilograms is nothing to a powerful soul master.

 But if you are training, over time, the weight of more than two hundred kilograms will become a kind of torture.

When Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun and others saw this, the corners of their mouths raised slightly.

Should!

Navilette all explained the dangers of carrying stones. They also experienced it personally and understood that Navilette was right.

They are from a reclusive family, how could they lie to them?

When Zhao Wuji took them back to question Yu Xiaogang, Tang San supported his teacher's theory life and death, which made Zhao Wuji a little embarrassed.

Even though it has been so long, it is still as vivid as yesterday.

Later, Zhao Wuji suddenly realized, isn’t it just carrying a heavy load?

Isn’t it easy to bear weight all over your body?

 He can control gravity!

After realizing the new uses of gravity, Zao Wou-Ki felt more and more that he himself was the best teacher!

His soul skills seem to be specially designed to take care of children...

Positioning tracking: It is miraculous in helping students obtain soul rings.

 Gravity: Help students exercise...

 Fudo Mingwang Shen: sparring partner.

 Mighty Vajra Palm: Repair disobedient students.

 …

“Run, run! Tang San, what’s wrong with you!”

 “How come it’s like…ahem…!”

 “Twist!”

 “Let’s run with big strides!”

 Zhao Wuji began to launch magic attacks again, mainly targeting Tang San.

This can't be blamed on him, Tang San's running style is indeed too bad.

 It is hard for a rough guy like Zhao Wuji to appreciate it.

 Ma Hongjun, Oscar and others were thoughtful.

Xiao Wu’s mouth twitched, but she didn’t say anything.

 Zhao Wuji's metaphor is very vivid.

Tang San kept running with a dark face. What could he do?

Looking at Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun with some resentment, Tang San lowered his head, the murderous intent in his eyes was very strong.

Most of the reasons why he is like this are because of this **** Ma Hongjun. One day, Tang San will repay him tenfold or a hundredfold.

As he ran, Tang San felt that the way he was running was becoming more and more uncoordinated.

ˆ and running under gravity are completely different concepts.

Although the feeling is uncomfortable, the pressure on the whole body is the same.

 However, carrying a backpack full of stones is a different feeling...

 (End of this chapter)