After Wang Yanfeng guided Tang San and the others in the practice of wind wolf transformation, he asked them to go back to their rooms to practice.
When it was time for dinner, Wang Yanfeng said to Wang Da, Wang Er and Wang San: "I thought about it and decided to give you a name so that you can have your own name. Are you willing?"
"Yes." Wang Dahan nodded naively.
Wang Er blinked his eyes and said, "Okay."
Wang San is the tallest among the people, taller than Tang San, but very thin, like a bamboo pole, "Is this good?"
"Okay!" Wang Da glared at Wang San.
"Oh." Wang San seemed a little afraid of Wang Da, so he could only nodded.
Wang Yanfeng said: "That's it, I've come up with a name for you all. Wang Da, from now on you will be called Wang Chao. For Wang Er, let's call him Wang Zhong. For Wang III, let's call him Wang Xiaolei."
Wang Chao said happily: "That's great, thank you teacher, I finally have my own name."
Wang Zhong blinked and said nothing. He was also very thin, but compared with Wang Da and Wang San, he seemed more reserved. He was not the timid one. Among the three of them, facing the sacrifice
At that time, only in Wang Zhong's eyes did Tang San catch hatred, rather than pure fear.
Wang Xiaolei frowned and said, "I am three characters. Isn't it difficult to write it?"
"Why do you talk so much? That's all, thank you teacher." Wang Chao glared at him, acting like an elder brother. He was also the oldest.
"Tang San, let the teacher give you a name too." Wang Chao said kindly.
Tang San shook his head and said: "No need, I'll just call you Tang San. It's fine."
"Well, that's it, let's eat."
After dinner, they went back to their houses to practice. The three Wang brothers still needed Wang Yanfeng's personal guidance to enter the state of stimulating blood training. Tang San naturally didn't need it. What surprised Wang Yanfeng was that after his guidance once,
Ling Muxue was actually able to activate her bloodline to practice on her own. This was beyond his expectation.
The night gradually deepened. Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
On the bed opposite, Wang Zhong was still cultivating seriously, and his aura was very stable. Tang San could feel the blood in his body beating. There were vague fluctuations of the wind element around his body.
Quietly getting out of bed, Tang San's eyes became sharp. Among the five children, he was actually the youngest.
Wang Chao is already seventeen years old, Wang Zhong is also fourteen years old, Wang Xiaolei is twelve years old, and Ling Muxue is ten years old. He is the only one who is eight years old.
Life has finally changed, at least it is stable, and there is no need to worry about becoming food again. The most important thing now is to improve his strength. In three years, he only has three years for himself. Three years later, it is the time to leave here, and at the same time
, it was also a time for revenge. Looking out the window, in the direction of the Wind Wolf Town Square, Tang San clenched his fists subconsciously. The mother he had only met once died in the hands of the Wind Wolf Clan, and this was also destined.
There was no change between him and the monster clan.
Quietly pushing open the window, Tang San flashed and walked out through the window. Then he turned around and carefully closed the window.
Although Wang Yanfeng's cultivation level is higher than his, he is sure not to be discovered by virtue of the Tang Sect's secret knowledge he brought from his previous life.
Moving forward quietly, Tang San moved away from his residence step by step. He did not go in the direction of the square, because he was afraid that if he got there and saw the bones under the altar, he would not be able to control his emotions.
He walked along the dark corner of the wall, carefully covering his figure.
He had been to Fenglang Town many times before. Although he was not familiar with every place, most of the terrain was still very clear.
Soon, he came to a larger stone house. From a distance, he could see the brightly lit stone house and hear the noisy sounds inside.
If you look at it from the perspective of a previous life, this is a tavern. Tang San doesn't know what wine is like in this world. But this is the favorite place for the wind wolves in Wind Wolf Town.
It was already very late, but the place was still very lively. This also meant that Tang San found the right place.
He squatted down in a dark corner, silently staring in the direction of the tavern door, and waited quietly.
Perhaps because it was already very late, he was not kept waiting for too long. Several tall figures had already walked out of the tavern, arm-in-arm.
Their voices were loud but unclear, and they were obviously drunk.
These wolf demons were laughing and cursing something as they walked. Tang San watched them walking towards the town. At the fork in the road, the wolf demons separated and went home.
Tang San spotted a medium-sized wolf demon and quickly followed him. He moved lightly, but the other party drank too much and didn't notice it at all.
The wind wolf tribe can basically tell the strength of their cultivation based on their body shape. Generally, those with smaller bodies are second-level wind wolves, and those with tall bodies are third-level wind wolves. Only those who are particularly majestic may be of higher levels.
But in Wind Wolf Town, there are very few particularly majestic Wind Wolf. He is the only one as tall as Lord Wind Wolf who is three meters tall.
The target Tang San chose was a third-level wind wolf, a powerful wind wolf commonly found in Wind Wolf Town.
Quickly following up, Tang San came up behind him silently. His right hand made a pulling motion towards the staggering steps of the wind wolf. The gentle Xuantian Technique was released using the Tang Sect's secret technique of controlling a crane and capturing a dragon.
The wind wolf staggered and was about to fall forward.
But the third-level wind wolf is so agile that even when drunk, he subconsciously puts his hands on the ground and jumps up.
What Tang San captured was this moment of opportunity. He stepped forward and tapped his toes gently on the waist of the third-order wind wolf.
For animals such as dogs and wolves, the waist is their most vulnerable point. The wind wolf is a wolf demon, but it is similar.
The wolf demon was kicked in the waist and eyes by his kick. His body suddenly went limp and he fell to the side. Just as he was about to curse, the back of his neck was pinched by Tang San's mysterious jade hand, his blood vessels were blocked, and he immediately fell into coma.
past.
This series of movements was extremely fast. In just two or three seconds, the third-level wind wolf fell to the ground.
Tang San looked around, but there was no movement. He immediately dragged the third-level wind wolf to a dark place and pressed his right hand on his chest.
After several years of practice, he was still very familiar with the wind element in the bloodline of the Wind Wolf Clan. As soon as the Xuantian Kung Fu was injected into the opponent's body, he immediately felt the presence of the wind element in the bloodline.
What surprised Tang San was that the living wind wolves had much richer bloodline power than the two dead wind wolves two years ago. After Xuantian Kung entered, he unceremoniously devoured the power of these bloodlines, pulling them away.
into Xuantian Kung. Combined with the energy imprint of the wind blade that he originally absorbed.
The two forces from the same source immediately tended to fuse. Although there was some dispersion during the fusion process, Tang San clearly felt that the wave of his wind blade's aura had become stronger. It wasn't that the wind blade itself was stronger.
But the brand belonging to the wind blade has been strengthened.
This also means that when he uses Xuantian Kung Fu to transform the wind blade, he can transform it into a stronger wind blade.
What surprised Tang San the most was that his Xuantian Kung, which had reached the bottleneck of the third level for a long time, finally showed signs of loosening as this energy was swallowed up and integrated, and seemed to be about to break through to the fourth level.
After carefully observing the wind wolf and memorizing his appearance and features, Tang San quickly left and returned to his residence without killing him.
It's not that I don't want to kill this wolf demon, but no one would care if a drunkard fell asleep on the roadside, but if a third-level wolf demon died in the town, it would undoubtedly cause a commotion. Now is far from the time.
