Chapter 7: Little 3, be confident! (2/2)

Tang San's complexion was reddish, and his face was covered with intensive fine sweat.

At this moment, Tang San knew.

He lost!

Tang San kicked back several steps, leaning on a big tree, and barely got up.

While she was shocked in her heart, she felt bitter again.

It's been a long time since I tasted the taste of failure, although it was just a fight between children.

Tang San looked at Brother Feng who was coming from a distance, his face was not red, he kicked off, his face still had the rosy luster after exercise, he couldn't help but smile:

”Brother Feng, I lost, you seem to be better than me.”

Tang San was a little bit lost.

At this time, Wang Feng came over, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

”Little San, be confident.”

Hearing this, Tang San was startled, dark spots in his heart lost, and immediately disappeared.

What's to be afraid of if you lose?

Brother Feng is right, be confident,

I am a genius of Tang Sect, there is no need to be lost, only when I fail, I will become stronger!

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but looked at Brother Feng slightly gratefully.

Feng Ge is still very good, he is not proud of winning, and he comforts himself.

But when Tang San was about to thank Wang Feng, he went to listen to Wang Feng laughing and saying:

”Be confident, remove the two words as if!”

”...” Tang San's mouth twitched, and suddenly he felt more pain in his body.

At this time.

Wang Feng picked up the ointment on the ground and said in amazement, ”Little San, I seem to be complimenting you. I didn't expect you to be so prescient. Have you even prepared the ointment for yourself?”

How could Wang Feng not know this ointment, because he was afraid that it was Xiao San, who was afraid that he was injured, so he prepared it for himself.

”...” Tang San's mouth twitched again.

”Hahahaha... teasing you.”

Wang Feng laughed loudly, ”I will give you medicine.”

Tang San smiled and nodded, his heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

At this time, he felt pain in several places all over his body. When he dodged the stones just now, he exhausted his energy and didn't want to move.

Wang Feng rubbed the medicine for Tang San, and Tang San also recovered a little bit of strength.

”Brother Feng, you didn't use all your strength just now, did you?” Tang San hesitated and asked.

”No, UU reading only spent about 80%.” Wang Feng said casually.

In fact, he only uses 50%.

”...” Tang San was startled.

Eight achievements crush oneself...If it is ten%...

Suddenly, Tang San was also aroused by a vigorous fighting spirit!

Feng brother is very strong!

Not right, is Tang San weak?

More than ten years of Tang Sect, and the past few years of rebirth, I have had a smooth life and I have never experienced failure.

Now Brother Feng tells me that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world... I, Tang San, must become stronger!

For a moment, Tang San thought to himself.

Wang Feng didn't know what Tang San was thinking at this time, but only helped him back to the Holy Soul Village.

‘To defeat Tang San, I am inherently full of soul power, so I am stable. ’

Wang Feng thought secretly in his heart, ‘Next, I’m waiting for Brother Tao to come to Holy Soul Village. ’

After the two separated, Tang San limped back to the forge.

just came back and heard his father’s voice:

”I'm back? Take a good rest. Today you don't need to strike iron for now.”

Tang San was startled, and it was a long time since he saw his father not sleeping in the morning, as if he had guessed something a long time ago, waiting for himself.

clang clang clang!

Tang Hao waved the giant hammer and hit the original iron without going to see Tang San.

”Father...” Tang San opened his mouth and said solemnly, ”I lost. Brother Feng is much better than I thought...”

”Hmm.” Tang Hao spit out a word.

He glanced at the piece of raw iron that was sent back, and said in his heart:

I can use my hammer to knock out a piece of raw iron at a time, faster than your ten days.

If you don't lose, it's really a ghost.

This maple boy... not easy.