Douluo: When Tang San’s sister played with idioms

"Prepare--"

"three--"

"two"

"One! Run!"

"Infinite power!"

"Full of energy!"

After giving the order, the eight people who were still walking slowly at the fork in the road suddenly started running, helping each other, and no one was left behind.

Tang Tang quickly said two words to bless the eight people. Several people were shocked, and invisible energy was injected into their bodies. Suddenly their waists no longer ached, and their legs no longer hurt. It dangles on the body, as light as a feather.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone took long strides and rushed forward, trying to run a few more meters before the teacher could react.

Don't tell me, don't tell me. Zhao Wuji, who was hiding in the dark, relaxed all the way. The sudden outburst of the little monsters really confused him. Looking at the backs of several people swirling smoke and dust, Zhao Wuji didn't know whether to be angry or laugh:

"What's going on? A collective rebellion? A bunch of little bastards!"

While swearing, Zhao Wuji's movements on his hands were not slow. The gravity that had been maintained for a day suddenly increased, from 0.5 times to about 2 times, completely irregular.

The body suddenly became a little heavier, but compared with Tangtang's increase, it was still not enough. Tang Tang and the others just paused for a moment before running away again.

"Quick, quick, quick! The person supervising us is Teacher Zhao! Run a few more steps and be careful, or you will be pressed to the ground by gravity! Tang Tang, and Yan Ling, please support me!"

"Walking like flying!"

"The hearts are connected!"

"Run! Rush!"

At the end of the road in the distance is the gate of Soto City. Outside the gate, the familiar figure of the master is already standing on the roadside with hands and hands, waiting calmly, and the surprised look in his eyes is clearly visible.

Go ahead, victory is at hand!

Stop it! Triple gravity!

"puff!"

There was a neat muffled sound, and one by one, a group of eight people fell to the ground with their backs to the sky and their faces to the loess.

The stone in the bamboo basket behind him swayed freely with inertia, flew over his head and landed on the ground, rolling around a few times and making a dull sound.

Judging from the position, he was only a few centimeters away from eight round heads. It was almost impossible to give Zhao Wuji eight concussions and brain hemorrhage.

"Damn it! Teacher Zhao, you're going to commit murder!" Oscar shouted angrily and swallowed a mouthful of dirt.

"It's so heavy... I'm about to be crushed to death..." Xiao Wu's face looked painful, and she lay on the ground with her hands spread out. Her pretty face was streaked with white and gray, and she looked so embarrassed.

Zhao Wuji was startled and immediately walked out of his hiding place, restoring the gravity on his hands to twice as much as he walked.

[Tacit understanding]——Run!

As soon as they felt light on their bodies, Tang Tang and the others immediately got up on their hands and feet. Not caring about the dust all over their bodies, they picked up the stone and rushed forward. Even putting the stone into the bamboo basket seemed like a waste of time.

Why are you putting on a bra for the old sow? A set of tricks!

Zhao Wuji stood there and gave them a hard time.

three times!

Eight people fell neatly again.

Before Zhao Wuji could get closer, Tang San struggled to take out a large handful of iron pieces and iron rods from his soul guide, and distributed them to the others one by one:

"Run! Even if you dig the ground, you have to dig to the end!"

After saying that, Tang San thought for a while, and then added with a serious face: "Even if the official system is ruined, it will be paid for by the college, so don't panic, just be reckless!"

With these words as the foundation, everyone immediately cheered up. Even Ning Rongrong, who was the most image-conscious, moved quickly left and right with the chisel in hand.

Suddenly, smoke and dust were everywhere, and from a distance, it looked like eight large lizards were lying on the official road. Dust was rolled up all over the sky as they marched, and the place they passed was like a mess as if it had been plowed by some large spirit beast.

The master stood at the door and was frightened back by the actions of several students.

He has been traveling for more than ten years and has never seen any big storms or waves, but he has never seen this scene today!

The eight students were crawling towards me like aliens using their hands and feet. They had ferocious expressions on their faces, as if they were trying to eat people. Their mouths were opening and closing. The total number of people crawling over along the way must have eaten a few kilograms of dirt. Their eyes were open. His eyes almost fell out of his sockets. The unparalleled pressure made him feel sick just by looking at them.

The eight people took care of each other under three times the gravity and finally climbed to the master's side. The breath they were holding on immediately disappeared, and they each lay peacefully in a row in front of the master.

At this moment, Tang Tang's speech spirit failed, and several people didn't even have time to say hello, and just "died" with a smile on their faces.

Master: Should I call someone or collect the body?

I prepared a summary of the day, is it meant as a eulogy?

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