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Home > Fantasy > Emperor of Douluo > Chapter 20

Chapter 20

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Reality had proven that Tang San, who was once the number one disciple of the Tang Sect, had a decent level of blacksmithing!

Lu Yuan was very satisfied as he looked at the magnificent and domineering spear in front of him.

This spear was about two meters long, and there was a five-clawed golden dragon circling around the silver-black spear. It was very majestic, and every dragon scale on the golden dragon was very lifelike. The dragon's head spat out the tip of the spear, which shone with a silver light. The sharp tip of the spear was suffused with a bone-chilling intent.

The spear wasn't light either. It weighed at least one hundred and fifty kilograms. Lu Yuan held it in his hand, and it was very suitable for him.

If he had held this spear that day, it might have been much easier to deal with the Demonic Ape.

"Good spear!" Lu Yuan casually waved the spear, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"This little friend is so strong!" As the boss of the number one blacksmith shop in Soto City, he had never seen a kid with such great strength. This one hundred and fifty kilogram spear seemed to be nothing in his hands. Even Tang San, who was born with great strength, had to expend a lot of effort to move this spear.

"Yes, indeed!" Tang San couldn't help but nod his head. This spear weighed one hundred and fifty kilograms. He could carry it with the Mysterious Heaven Technique, but he was still far from being able to use such a heavy spear as he wished like Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan laughed and took out a money pouch from his soul tool. He passed it to the blacksmith and said, "Uncle, this is the remaining balance. You can count it and see if it's correct."

"It's correct!" The blacksmith used his hand to feel the weight. For someone like him who dealt with metals all year round, he could basically determine the weight of a piece of metal by using his hand. Gold soul coins were no exception.

"Then I'll go back first!" Lu Yuan smiled and nodded at the blacksmith, then stood up and left.

"I'll go back with you!" Over the past seven days, Tang San had been in charge of forging Lu Yuan's spear. He had completed his task today, so he could get off work early today.

"Alright then!" Lu Yuan carried the Astonishing Spear on his back while Tang San followed beside him. Under the astonished gazes of the surrounding people, the two of them returned to Notting Academy together.

Tang San was very curious about Lu Yuan. That day when he attacked the Lie Mountain Boar, the powerful fist technique and elegant movement technique he used, and even the design of the five-clawed golden dragon on the Astonishing Spear all tugged at Tang San's nerves. Was he a transmigrator like himself?

These things didn't exist on the Douluo Continent. They were products that only existed in his world. He wanted to ask Lu Yuan about them, but he didn't know how to start.

After thinking for a while, Tang San made up his mind and said to Lu Yuan beside him, "Lu Yuan, can we spar?"

"Spar?" Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks. He was a little surprised by Tang San's words. Tang San should know his strength, why would he take the initiative to challenge him?

It wasn't that he looked down on Tang San, but the gap between him and Tang San was too big. The Tang Sect's martial arts and Blue Silver Grass were not worth mentioning to the current Lu Yuan. As for hidden weapons, Tang San couldn't use those powerful hidden weapons right now, so they couldn't threaten him at all.

However, since Tang San took the initiative to challenge him, he wouldn't give up the opportunity to beat up the main character.

"Sure!" Lu Yuan nodded.

"Then let's meet at the plaza at nine o 'clock tonight!" Tang San suggested.

There were fewer people at night, so he could wholeheartedly focus on the spar.

"I don't mind, anywhere is fine!" Lu Yuan nodded and turned to return to the courtyard.

Looking at Lu Yuan's back, Tang San's eyes flickered, "Lu Yuan, are you and I the same kind of person?"

.....

As night fell, the lights in Notting Academy flickered.

Nine o 'clock was already very late. For people on the Douluo Continent who didn't have many entertainment facilities, most of them were already asleep.

Tang San quietly got up when he saw that most of the working students were already asleep. He gently opened the door and walked out.

Tang San's movements were very gentle, so he didn't wake the other students except for a little rabbit who was still awake.

"It's so late. Where is Little San going?" Xiao Wu scrunched up her cute face. "Who cares. I'll follow him first."

Xiao Wu quietly got up and followed Tang San from a distance.

Tang San was so eager to learn Lu Yuan's true identity that he didn't notice Xiao Wu following behind him.

.....

At nine o 'clock, the plaza was deserted except for a few teachers who might pass by. In the darkness of the night, the vast plaza was quiet.

Lu Yuan clasped his hands behind his back. As the footsteps grew clearer and clearer, his handsome face remained calm.

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

Lu Yuan turned around and said softly, "You're here?"

"Yes, I'm here!"

"I'm too late!"

"No, I'm the one who's early!" Lu Yuan shook his head.

"Then let's start!" Tang San said.

"No rush!" Lu Yuan shook his head and looked behind Tang San. "Little rabbit, how long are you going to hide?"

"There's someone behind me?" Tang San was startled. He hurriedly turned around and saw a short figure walk out from around a dark corner.

The moonlight sprinkled on the figure's face. Tang San couldn't help but cry out, "Xiao Wu, why are you here?"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and huffed. "I was going to ask you the same thing. What are you doing out here so late at night?"

Tang San awkwardly scratched his head. "I just came out to compare notes with Lu Yuan!"

"Compare notes!" Xiao Wu was overjoyed at the mention of sparring. She had always been a little violent and loved to fight. Not to mention that the sparring partner was Lu Yuan. She had been curious about this person for a long time. She immediately said, "Why don't you count me in?"

Seeing the excited Xiao Wu, Tang San couldn't help but feel a headache. He turned to look at Lu Yuan.

"I don't mind!" Lu Yuan said indifferently.

Tang San shook his head, feeling rather regretful. He originally wanted to find out about Lu Yuan's identity tonight and see if he was a transmigrator like him. However, with Xiao Wu's interruption, his thoughts were completely ruined.

However, even if he couldn't find out about Lu Yuan's identity, Tang San still wanted to fight with Lu Yuan. He also wanted to know how powerful Lu Yuan was!

"Then I'll go first!" Xiao Wu took small, quick steps forward. Her body flickered with a red light, and a snow-white rabbit appeared behind her. Following the possession of her martial soul, Xiao Wu's ears also turned into furry rabbit ears. "Xiao Wu, your martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit. Rank 12 assault-type soul master!"

Below Xiao Wu's body, a yellow hundred year Soul Ring shone.

Lu Yuan smiled. A yellow light flashed on his body and the image of a Golden Dragon appeared behind him. "Lu Yuan, Martial Soul Golden Dragon, Rank 15 Assault System Battle Soul Master."

There was an unwritten rule in the world of Soul Masters. When Soul Masters were fighting, if one party reported the rank of their Martial Soul, the other party would also have to report their Martial Soul and rank. This was unless the Soul Master looked down on the opposing Soul Master and wasn't afraid of the other party's revenge.

Lu Yuan and Xiao Wu didn't have any conflicts. Out of respect for Xiao Wu, he also allowed his Martial Soul Possession. Although he might not need his Martial Soul to deal with Xiao Wu!

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