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Chapter 40: Precision Chicken Fighting! [Please vote and read]

Tang Hao originally thought that a mere Soul Master kid was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death, but who could have expected the reversal to be so outrageous.

He, a Titled Douluo, was the one being toyed with at this moment.

First they scattered nails, then they scattered salt, and finally they finished it off with chili water!
The good one didn't install it, but the stupid one did...

Life is really full of ups and downs...

The pepper water mixed with the salt, under the rain, mixed with the blood sizzling from the wound. The intense pain was like dipping the palm of the hand in a frying pan, frying it repeatedly, and then stuffing it into sulfuric acid...

As a Titled Douluo who had experienced all kinds of situations, he was still tortured by the inhuman pain until his lips turned purple, he trembled, and his tiger eyes were filled with tears.

But Tang Hao was a tough guy. He gritted his teeth and didn't even utter a single cry.

It's just some physical torture, what does it matter?
A brave and tough man who is not afraid of difficulties.

That's the pain!
That’s it?
This kid's words are more powerful than his, and his mouth is stinky and poisonous!

"You evil little devil! Who are you? What kind of methods are you using?" Tang Hao stared at him with his big eyes and roared in a low and trembling voice. He was distracting himself, which could reduce the pain of his palm being pierced and prevent the tears from falling because of the pain.

As a Titled Douluo, he could die standing, but he could not afford to lose face by being beaten and crying.

"Me? I'm just a Kamen Rider passing by!"

Lu Xian held the wolf-fang steel needle sword in one hand and picked his nose with the other, then flicked it casually, landing on Tang Hao's furious face.

Your mother—

This was born!
Shame!
There was not a single true word in his mouth. What a bullshit Kamen Rider! Tang Hao had never even heard of this term. He felt like his lungs were about to explode and he was breathing heavily.

It really is like dying immediately, and I can't close my eyes.

"Don't believe it?"

Lu Xian thought and hesitated. It seemed that Kamen Rider was indeed a bit outrageous. He didn't even have a mask. He couldn't even convince himself of this identity, so how could he convince others?

sloppy.

"I know you're anxious, but please don't be anxious. Let me think of other identities..."

Damn you!

Can you be a little more perfunctory? ! ?
Birth! This is definitely a birth!

Tang Hao felt like he was having trouble breathing, and his chest was filled with tightness.

"I thought of it!"

After Lu Xian pondered for a moment, his face suddenly lit up with joy, as if a light bulb popped up above his head. As he spoke, he shook his left hand and took out a mace made of fine steel from his storage ring. This was a real mace, not the kind that was transformed from a martial spirit, and it also came from the blacksmith shop in the world of Zhutian.

He coughed lightly and said righteously, "I won't change my name, I'm actually Li Feiyu."

"Jiejiejie——!"

Lu Xian raised the fine steel mace.

"Next, I, Li Feiyu, will explain to you the principle of using the young to bully the old..."

Lu Xian swung the mace, his arm turning into a rotating windmill, and the steel mace made a whirring sound.

!! ?
——Is this your reasoning?

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot. If he was hit on the head by this thing, would he be okay?

It is true that the Titled Douluo has a strong physique, but if he is kept being controlled and kneeling like this, he will be smashed to death by the mace sooner or later!

Tang Hao's face turned from purple to a pale color. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die in such a cowardly way, dying at the hands of a useless Soul Master who was only over level 30. He still had a lot of things to do...

"Did you think I was going to hit you on the head?"

Lu Xian activated the super charging mode and grinned kindly.

Is not it?

Tang Hao stared at him with hatred in his eyes.

"Hey, congratulations, you guessed it right! There's a prize!"

Lu Xian threw the wolf-fang windmill more and more fiercely. The moment he finished speaking, he used an amazing angle to do a hook attack from below. The wolf-fang-covered vertebrae brushed the ground and smashed into Tang Hao's crotch...

"But - it's a small head!" "Oh yeah! It's a big home run!"

No--

These three words were the only ones that popped up in Tang Hao's mind.

The next second, his face turned as dark as liver, and his eyeballs bulged out exaggeratedly, as if they were about to fly out of their sockets.

He seemed to hear the echo of his own eggs breaking, which was the sound of his lost youth.

The whole person was blown up into the sky by this powerful blow, drawing a beautiful parabola, and then fell into the yellow mud puddle with a plop...

How cruel!

After a brief silence, there was a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

It really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.

No one, no man, can endure the pain of having his balls broken!
It has been scientifically proven and experts have stated that the pain of a man's testicles breaking is 1000 times that of a woman's pregnancy and childbirth!
This is just ordinary egg smash. For a situation like Tang Hao who was bombarded and stabbed by a mace, Lu Xian felt that he could add a zero at the end.

That kind of pain is no longer just physical pain.

It is a fatal blow to both the body and the mind!
Tang Hao was now holding his arms tightly against his abdomen, his muscles contracted to the point of collapse, his hands tightly covering his bloody crotch, and he lay in the mud, howling miserably and twitching non-stop...

This scene proves what the experts said, that the reputation is well-deserved and even the Titled Douluo cannot withstand it.

Tang Hao had been holding back his tears for so long, but this time his tear glands couldn't hold back any more and he shed tears...

Sure enough, no matter how tough the enemy is, the lower body is always their biggest weakness, both men and women are the same, the only difference is that one needs to be smashed and the other needs to be stabbed. Lu Xian has truly verified this conclusion... half!
He looks forward to having the opportunity to verify his other half in the future.

After swinging the mace, I felt completely clear-headed!

The word "refreshing" is not enough to describe his mood at this moment.

Tang Hao was lying far away in the mud pit, his body curled up like a shrimp, blood spurting out from his crotch. He was wailing and gasping for breath, staring at him with resentment in his eyes.

If looks could kill, Lu Xian would have been killed a thousand times.

Lu Xian held a wolf-tooth steel needle sword in one hand and a mace in the other, and walked forward with a swagger, spewing infuriating nonsense:

"The look in your eyes is really scary. Do you really want to kill me? Come and hit me, idiot!"

"Can't move? Are you a wimp?"

"Do you want me to give you something good to replenish your body?"

"——What the hell?"

Too cheap!
This little thing is so cheap!

Tang Hao was almost pissed off to death by him.

"Well?"

Suddenly, Tang Hao felt something extra in his mouth.

A foul smell suddenly flooded into the entire brain cavity. The smell was really choking.

yue——

It sprayed out of his mouth on the spot.

Yes... Damn it!
Tang Hao's mind was in a mess and he began to become a little unconscious due to the stimulation.

Where did this Ollie come from?

It must be this little devil, it must be this evil little devil!
He actually ate it himself!!! This! ?

Tang Hao felt like he was going crazy!

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
Kill this kid, no matter what the cost, this damn and evil kid must be killed today!
Fight until death!

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