Traveling to Douluo Ma Hongjun, the ancestor of martial spirit, the Phoenix!

Chapter 150: Disdain, Clear Sky Hammer without Spirit Ring

This plain sentence exploded in the ears of the two people like thunder.

Ning Fengzhi even took a breath of cold air.

Although he has never learned swordsmanship, he is the head of the clan.

As long as the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect have talent, they can all learn weapons.

He once thought that there were disciples in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect who were extremely talented and could be noticed by these two priests.

Unfortunately, no one could become their student. Although Ning Fengzhi felt a little regretful, he did not force it.

After all, these two have been with him for many years and have long been like brothers to him.

He couldn't force anything.

In the past, there was a disciple who had a great talent in this area, and he earnestly asked Chen Xin to give him some guidance.

But even so, it took several months to condense the first sword energy.

Seven days!

What kind of genius is this?
I heard that even Chen Xin took about 10 days to learn kendo.

"It seems that Rongrong really needs to hurry up."

"Which of those girls following this boy is simple?"

Ning Fengzhi talked to himself.

Gu Rong was so envious that he gritted his teeth.

"You are really lucky, old man. You actually got such an outstanding disciple for free."

"No, no, I also want to find an apprentice."

Gu Rong's eyes rolled around.

Chen Xin, who was standing by, hit the nail on the head.

"Don't even think about it. Even if you find him, he's still no match for that kid."

"If that were the case, it would be easy to find students, and I'm afraid you and I wouldn't have not accepted any disciples until now."

Gu Rong had to accept the reality.

But he still looked at his old brother with envy.

.........

Haotian Sect.

Tang Long and his companions frowned so hard that they could pinch a fly to death.

They didn't expect that the son born to the talented Tang Hao would be so useless.

Although the strength of level 30 is good, it is still not enough for the first sect.

If they speed up a little, Tang San will fall behind and can't keep up.

After trying twice, they could only slow down.

After all, we can't really leave Tang San alone on the road.

Tang San gritted his teeth and followed behind, his face full of grievance.

He could sense the disdain and contempt from the three people in front of him.

But he couldn't say anything. After all, he came here to ask for help from the Haotian Sect.

Several people soon arrived in front of the cable car.

Tang Long casually threw a noose to Tang San.

"Tie it yourself."

After saying that, the three of them took out their ropes and sped up their actions.

"Follow me. If you fall, you won't have to go to Haotian Sect."

When Tang Long jumped onto the cable car, he looked back at Tang San.

Then he walked forward slowly and cautiously.

The other two followed behind him, moving just as cautiously and slowly.

Tang San looked at the fog and the cableway that spread out in the fog.

He gritted his teeth and jumped onto the cable car.

As soon as I got up, I felt the cold wind blowing across my body and I couldn't help but sway.

The cableway under my feet also swayed gently.

This made him feel like he was out of control and that he might fall into the abyss at any time and anywhere.

Tang San instantly broke out in a cold sweat and used all his strength to keep himself in place.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the cable car slowly returned to calm.

"Hurry up."

Tang Long's voice came from the mist, his tone was very impatient. Tang San gritted his teeth, he knew that if he delayed any longer, even if the three people in front of him would not abandon him, they would not be in a good mood.

"Don't be nervous. This cableway looks dangerous, but don't forget that you are wearing a noose."

"Even if you accidentally fall down, you can get back on the cableway through the noose."

Tian Meng said in Tang San’s mind.

With Tian Meng's words, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching the noose around his waist, it indeed gave him great courage.

I moved forward slowly and cautiously, feeling the cool mountain breeze on my back.

He tried hard to control his body in the wind until three blurry figures appeared in front of him.

Realizing that he had reached the end, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and slowly quickened his pace.

"Are you really from our Haotian Sect? How dare you be so cowardly?"

Tang Long was very dissatisfied.

The two figures next to him glanced at Tang San.

Tang San clenched his fists and did not refute.

"This is your first time here, and you don't come here every day. It's okay to be a little cautious."

"It's his first time, so he might not be as good as you."

Tian Meng started clamoring again in my mind.

Anyway, the human in front of him couldn't hear him, so he could mock him as much as he wanted.

After hearing this, Tang San felt a warm current surge from the bottom of his heart.

Although facing such a dilemma, there is still someone who can stand behind you and accompany you.

"Let's go."

Tang Long was too lazy to say anything more, so he turned around and left.

"This must be the Tang San that Second Aunt was talking about. I feel like he's too weak."

"Yes, yes, I thought that under the guidance of Haotian Douluo, his strength would definitely be very strong."

Two thin figures were whispering behind Tang Long.

Originally, Brother Tang Long could have done this mission alone.

But they were curious, so they followed along to see Tang Hao's biological son.

Although Tang Hao made the Haotian Sect pay a heavy price, his strength is now recognized as strong among the younger generation.

This group of passionate young people worship the strong and are naturally curious about Tang Hao.

Without the chance to meet Tang Hao, it is inevitable that the filter is transferred to Tang San.

Unfortunately, Tang San’s strength really shattered their filters.

They didn't expect that the son of a powerful man would be so weak.

The pace quickened and soon they arrived in front of a few houses.

"Show me the token!"

A young man in a gray robe looked at Tang San with a cold expression.

Of course he knew Tang Long and his companions, but he was still a little wary of Tang San, the new face who suddenly appeared.

Tang San was a little confused. He didn't know what this token was.
After all, he came here by himself, and Tang Yuehua didn't give him anything.

"Haotian Hammer."

Tang Long sighed and gave a reminder from behind.

He just feels tired now.

I wouldn't have taken on this task if I had known this earlier.

Tang San finally understood, opened his left hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer quickly appeared on his palm.

Seeing the Clear Sky Hammer, the gray-robed young man withdrew his gaze but curled his lips in disdain.

At such an old age, he doesn’t even have a spirit ring.

He didn't even want to admit that this person was from the Haotian Sect.

Tang Long knew Tang San's background. He took a look at Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer and said nothing.

Only after several people entered did the two gray-robed young men guarding the gate gather together.

"What do you think this person is?"

"He shouldn't be a member of our Haotian Sect, but he has the martial spirit of the Haotian Sect."

"I'm not sure, it could be the bloodline that has been lost outside, but unfortunately it's not strong enough to even have a spirit ring."

The two of them speculated, but their eyes were full of disdain.

(End of this chapter)