Douluo: Unlimited lottery system

Interacting with the system cannot be known by outsiders, so when Tang San saw Xiao Tianyang in this state, he couldn't help but start to worry again, secretly thinking: "Tianyang, you must still be feeling very uncomfortable, right?"

Thinking of this, Tang Seng suddenly made a decision, but before he could say it, Xiao Tianyang suddenly sat up, startling him.

"Xiao San'er, I have decided!" Xiao Tianyang looked solemnly in the direction of the rising sun.

"Little San'er?" When Tang San heard this title, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed on his face.

During the previous chat, Tang San mentioned what his father called him, but he didn't expect that it would change a bit when Xiao Tianyang heard it.

But considering Xiao Tianyang's relationship, Tang San didn't put forward any opinions, but also stood up side by side with Xiao Tianyang and asked: "What has been decided?"

Xiao Tianyang's expression was serious: "I want to become stronger, I hate feeling weak!"

Tang San looked at Xiao Tianyang with some surprise. At this moment, for some reason, he found that Xiao Tianyang was very strong in his heart, a bit like an admirable elder brother.

"We can do it together!" Tang San suddenly smiled.

"Then let's walk side by side, little San'er, I won't be surpassed by you in the future!"

After leaving these words, Xiao Tianyang turned and left, and under the sunlight, from Tang San's perspective, the feeling just now became even clearer.

……

In the next ten days, Xiao Tianyang and Tang San mingled together, getting up early every day to meet in this mountain bag, and went back to their respective houses until noon. Occasionally, they would go to Tang San's house for a meal.

While Tang San was cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, Xiao Tianyang could also practice the Nine Yang Divine Art without affecting each other or delaying the two.

As for the rest of the time, Xiao Tianyang used his special skills, which came from another world civilization and had a scientific and theoretical training method!

That's right, what Xiao Tianyang brought out were movements such as squats, push-ups, sit-ups, etc. With Tang San's craftsmanship, some simpler fitness equipment could also be manufactured, which amazed Tang San.

In fact, when he came up with these proposals at first, Xiao Tianyang still had lingering concerns. After all, he had changed so much in a short period of time, and at the same time he came up with these fantastic ideas, which would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.

But after some testing, Xiao Tianyang still felt that he was too worried.

Tang San himself has secrets, some behaviors are quite unique to people in this world, and because of this, the adults in the village think he is precocious, and he has no friends at the same age.

After finally finding someone to chat with and who has the same dream, how can we not cherish it?

How about a little more secrecy?

Didn't he too?

So apart from the initial temptation, Xiao Tianyang now has no worries and completely lets himself go.

Standing on the top of the hill, Xiao Tianyang held the sun with open hands, glanced at Tang San, who was carrying a 25 kilogram dumbbell on both sides, and said: "Xiao San'er, you have been practicing for so long, how about we give it a try?" Right?"

Tang San, who had just finished a squat, couldn't help but be puzzled: "Why?"

Xiao Tianyang said seriously: "Because you are no match for me whether it's running, arm wrestling, squat jumps, etc. Besides fighting, do you have any other choice?"

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched: "Brother Tianyang, you won't have any friends if you talk like this."

"Wouldn't it be enough to have you alone?" Xiao Tianyang grinned.

He was stunned for a moment, but soon, Tang San shook his head and said, "You're trying this trick again, I won't."

If it were at the beginning, Tang San would still be moved by this sentence, but not now.

Because in the previous game, Tang San knew he couldn't win, but just because of Xiao Tianyang's words, Tang San dared to compete. What was the result?

Failed!

It can even be said that he was pressed to the ground and rubbed!

I don't know why, he should be better at practicing Xuantian Baolu, but in terms of physical fitness alone, even Tang San can't deny that Xiao Tianyang is simply a monster!

It was obvious that the two of them had a simple meal every day, and the occasional meal of meat was about the same amount, but why did the height difference between the two of them grow by ten centimeters in just 10 days?

What's the point of this?

It was for this reason that Xiao Tianyang 'forced' Tang San to call him brother.

Therefore, it can be concluded that competition = injury = bruised self-esteem = uncomfortable.

So I won’t compete, I won’t compete!

Seeing that Tang San didn't take the bait, Xiao Tianyang couldn't help but said, "Well, you can use any means to fight me, while I can only rely on my hands and feet. Is that okay?"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Tang San hesitated. When the two were training here before, he didn't shy away from Xiao Tianyang's method of training hidden weapons. He even asked Xiao Tianyang the day before yesterday if he wanted to learn it, but unfortunately, he was rejected.

In Xiao Tianyang's words: 'You can't even beat me, why are you learning all these bells and whistles? '

So what Xiao Tianyang meant was not to limit himself from using other means to win.

To be honest, this was a bit unfair, but these ten days of consecutive losses made Tang San want to make a comeback.

And it was precisely because of this thought that Tang San finally nodded seriously: "Brother Tianyang, this is what you said."

"Yes, I said that!" Xiao Tianyang raised his chin.

"Okay, I promise you, but it will be tomorrow." Tang San said after a pause.

Xiao Tianyang agreed without thinking: "No problem."

Then he came closer and whispered: "You kid, do you want to prepare more hidden weapons?"

"No, I just want to prepare some ointment for you, you'll need it after you apply it." Tang San said very honestly.

Xiao Tianyang raised his eyebrows speechlessly, thinking: "I don't know where this kid got his confidence. Doesn't he know that the Nine Yang Divine Art can defeat all the bells and whistles?"

The morning passed quietly, and by noon, everyone went back to their homes.

In the evening, Tang Hao put down his work and looked back, only to find Tang San squatting at the door, brewing herbal medicine. He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Xiao San, are you injured?"

"No, Dad."

After saying that, Tang San glanced at the things on hand and couldn't help but say: "This is for Brother Tianyang. We have an appointment to have a fight tomorrow. I was afraid that he would be injured, so I prepared some in advance."

Tang Hao's eyes showed doubts at first, and then he suddenly recalled that brat Xiao Tianyang secretly took a hammer and struck iron...

Looking down at Tang San again, he thought to himself: "I'm afraid this thing will still have to be used on you, Xiao San."

"Father, what's wrong?" Tang San asked cautiously.

"It's nothing, just be careful." Tang Hao said lightly.

It's just kids fighting, it shouldn't be a problem...

Naturally, Tang San would not hide what Xiao Tianyang had done recently from Tang Hao. The two of them would occasionally take some iron embryos from here.

As for caring, it's not that big of a deal. After all, Tang Hao is too lazy to care about his own son, let alone other people's?