Sword Three + Douluo, the Fortune-Telling God, the Second Part Sequel

Yan Le didn't know anything about the mental activity of the system, and kicked Ma Hongjun directly into the pit.

Tang San expressed his delight in seeing what happened to Yan Le in the tavern, but his face was still hypocritically concerned about Yan Le's hurt little heart.

Yan Le followed Tang San back to the academy dejectedly, and did not go to Soto City during the following holidays.

It seems that the blow encountered in the tavern this time was very big for Yan Le.

Even Ma Hongjun lay on the bed for a few days after "comparing" with Dai Mubai, and he came to see Yan Le to go to the tavern with Yan Leyi after he got better, but Yan Leyi stubbornly refused.

Yan Le said that he would concentrate on cultivating in the next time, and would not play everywhere.

Yan Le: I love learning, and learning makes me happy ^_^ Ha ha!

After solving the problem that Yan Le went out to hook up with Miss Sister, and after confirming that he would not go out again in a short time, Tang San continued to go back to the forging room to retreat.

One month later.

Tang San had been immersed in the production of hidden weapons during this period, and the clanging sounds in the forging room became more and more intense every day.

It sounds every day before dawn, and the hanging of the stars will not stop completely until night falls.

During this period of time, after resolving Yan Le's tavern incident, Tang San was relieved and was immersed in the production of hidden weapons all day long. He was very taciturn, even when he went to the cafeteria to eat, he was always in a state of thinking.

In the process of forging hidden weapons, Tang San seemed to be also forging his own body.

He is a bit stronger than before, and his height is also a few centimeters longer. There is a faint purple in his eyes, which is breathtaking.

Tang San sat on the roof, looking at the sunrise in the distance, the east where the golden thread was gradually expanding, the purple qi in Tang San's eyes gradually rose.

Quietly raised his hands, and as his fists clenched, the steel-like muscles of Tang San's whole body suddenly tightened, like a cheetah standing still, full of strength and wild beauty.

"Forty-nine days, forty-nine days, I finally succeeded."

Tang San slowly opened his palm, and a pair of perfectly round subway **** appeared in his grasp.

The iron ball was pitch black, and even in the sun, there was no luster, but a layer of cold breath quietly permeated the iron ball.

There are also eighteen subway **** in the room behind him. If you let Shrek's other people know about it. In these two full months, most of his energy was just producing these twenty iron balls. I don't know how he would feel.

Tang San shook his wrist lightly, and two iron **** flew out through the air. One left and one right, the same is silent.

They bizarrely drawn two arcs in the air, and then flew back to Tang San's grasp, spinning around in his palm, but from beginning to end, they never collided.

After finishing his accustomed cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San walked back into the casting room again, and all the metal in the casting room had disappeared.

Including Tang San later bought from the blacksmith shop in Soto City.

Tang San took the two iron **** in his hand, including the eighteen on the table, back together into the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridge.

Lifting his right hand in front of him, a faint blue light gushed from his palm, and a seemingly weak blue silver grass swayed in his palm.

Feeling the internal force running in his body, Tang San added a somewhat delighted smile on his face, murmured, "It seems that he has improved again."

During these forty-nine days, Tang San had been casting and thinking non-stop every day, and the pressure this brought was no less than the first two trainings formulated by the master.

The high-intensity casting greatly exercised Tang San's spirit and physique.

According to Tang San's estimation, the training during this period of time allowed his spirit power to rise again, reaching the 33rd level.

Tang San packed himself up and returned to the dormitory to change a set of clothes. Yan Le was not in the dormitory. After checking the time, Tang San walked to the canteen on the other side of the school.

As early as ten days ago, several other people in Shrek got up early to practice.

Originally everyone was going to relax after the holiday, but seeing Tang San's hard work and hearing the percussion that had almost never stopped for 49 days, Tang San was irritated.

Even the laziest Oscar has been working hard these days.

The master proposed to them a cultivation method that uses cultivation instead of sleep. Except for some necessary soul skills exercises and physical activities, the rest of the time is cultivating soul power.

When Tang San walked into the canteen, everyone had already started to eat breakfast.