Chapter 18
Huang Ming looks at Huang Peng, who turns around and leaves, and sneers at himself. Naturally, he doesn't believe that Huang Xiaolong will be able to win his son in the next annual meeting!
Therefore, the so-called one hundred fighting spirit pills is simply impossible! As for apology, it is even more impossible!
In the hall, the elders looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
Huang Xiaolong of the east hall just sat down and saw his father Huang Peng coming back from the North Hall.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Huang Xiaolong asked.
Su Yan also got up to meet her.
When Huang Peng saw his son, he felt guilty and didn't speak. He sat down on the seat of the hall and lowered his head. His anger did not disappear, but grew stronger.
"Bullying too much!"
"Bullying too much!"
Looking back on Huang Ming's cold eye and his father's preference for Huang Wei, Huang Peng couldn't help but get angry. He slapped his right palm on the chair next to him, and the chair collapsed into pieces.
Huang Peng breaks the chair next to him with one hand, and Su Yan is startled.
"Peng, what's the matter? What happened? " Su Yan asked in a hurry.
Huang Peng looked up, looked at his wife Su Yan and his son, and sighed in his heart. Finally, he told what happened in the main hall. When he said that his father Huang Qide had opened the spirit pool, he should have given Huang Xiaolong the qualification to practice, but instead he gave Huang Wei. Huang Peng slapped the chair beside him in anger.
"Dad, it's so eccentric! In his eyes is only the grandson of Huang Wei After hearing this, Su Yan's Apricot eyes glared and said angrily, "does he still regard Xiaolong as his grandson?"
Huang Xiaolong didn't open his mouth and sneered in his heart. Although he won Huang Wei at the annual meeting a few days ago, and although he showed his second-class strength in front of his grandfather Huang Qide, his grandfather Huang Qide still didn't really look at him. It must be in the heart of his grandfather Huang Qide that he broke through the second level by himself, which was a bad luck. His future achievements are far from comparable to Huang Wei's.
"And Zhou Guang, how dare you say that our little dragon's practice in the spirit pool is a waste of the power of the spirit pool's elixir!" Su Yan said angrily: "this dog slave, if it wasn't for Huang Ming, the big brother behind him, he would dare to say so!"
Although Zhou Guang is an elder, in Huangjiazhuang, the elder's status is higher than some senior guards. In the final analysis, he is still a slave.
"Bruce Lee, I'm sorry!" Looking at his son, Huang Peng's voice was a little low and guilty: "it's father's useless. The qualification for opening the spirit pool this time has not been able to win for you, but taken away by Huang Wei!"
Hearing this, Huang Xiaolong chuckled: "father, mother, don't worry. At the next annual meeting, I will not only beat Huang Wei so much that he can't even recognize his father, but also beat him so that he can't even recognize his grandfather!"
Since grandfather Huang Qide is so biased and values his precious grandson Huang Wei so much, his grandson with "level 7" martial spirit will let his grandfather Huang Qide see clearly that his dog excrement luck will be better and better, and will become stronger and stronger!
Not only the next annual meeting, but also every annual meeting after that, he will beat Huang Wei into a super invincible headhunter!
After listening to Huang Xiaolong's words, Huang Peng and Su Yan think it is their son who comforts them, but just wants them not to worry. Huang Peng is even more guilty.
When Huang Peng and Su Yan want to come, their son only has level 7 martial spirit. As time goes on, the gap between him and Huang Wei will become larger and larger. One year later, Huang Wei should be able to break through the third level or even higher level. However, it usually takes about two years for the son with level 7 spirit to break through from level 2 to level 3.
Can my son really beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting?
"Unless my son can swallow three more elixirs like YangGuo!" Huang Peng sighs in his heart, but how can there be so many miraculous drugs like YangGuo that are encountered by his son again?!
Seeing his parents' expressions, Huang Xiaolong knows that his parents don't believe that he can still beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting.
"Father, mother, in the future, I want to practice in the back mountain!" After thinking about it, Huang Xiaolong said.
It's also convenient to practice Yi Jin Jing in the future. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to run back and forth all the time. Moreover, Huang Xiaolong doesn't want to expose his own cultivation of the Sutra formula.
"No way!" On hearing this, Su Yan shook her head in opposition with little consideration.
Huang Peng also continued: "Xiao Long, I know you want to go back to the mountain to practice, but now you only have the second level strength. It's too dangerous!"
Huang Xiaolong had expected that his parents were against it. After all, he was only a seven-year-old child, and no parent would rest assured that his seven-year-old would leave his home for cultivation.
"Dad, mom, I'm just outside the back mountain. As long as I don't go into the back mountain, there won't be any danger!" "Don't worry," said Huang Xiaolong
However, no matter how Huang Xiaolong persuades him, Huang Peng and Su Yan just don't agree.
"What if I can beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting?" Huang Xiaolong has no choice but to turn his tone at last.
"Defeat Huang Wei?" Huang Peng and Su Yan look at their son.
"If you can really beat Huang Wei in the next annual meeting, I will allow you to practice in the back mountain!" After a while, Huang Peng pondered: "however, we have to wait until the next annual meeting, and you can defeat Huang Wei.""All right, then." Huang Xiaolong said, in this case, we can only wait another year, which is no way.
In the North Hall, Huang Wei heard his father Huang Ming say his grandfather Huang Qide's decision when he was in the main hall. He couldn't help smiling: "it's still a waste of granddad's wisdom to know that spirit pool is a waste even if it's given to that boy!"
When he came back from the main hall, Huang Ming was in a good mood. He said with a smile: "since your grandfather gave you the chance to practice in the spirit pool, you should not disappoint your grandfather and me at that time. Although your talent is very high, you still need to practice hard!"
Huang Wei said with a smile, "Dad, don't worry. If you enter the spiritual pool for cultivation, I will certainly be able to break through to the third level within one year." Speaking of this, his eyes were full of hate: "at the next annual meeting, I will let the dog kneel in front of me, and I will smash his hands and feet!"
After returning to the courtyard from the East Hall, Huang Xiaolong did not continue to practice the Sutra formula. Instead, he took out the drawing in the Sutra formula.
Now, he has broken through the fourth level and can practice fighting skills.
On the drawing, there are two sets of fighting skills recorded. One is the Shura sword technique which matches the attack of the Shura blade, and the other is the Shura ghost claw.
There are 18 moves of the Shura sword technique, each of which can be divided into three moves. However, there are fewer Shura ghost claws, only five claws.
After looking at the Shura sword technique and the ghost claw of Shura, Huang Xiaolong's eyes fell on the first small picture of Shura sword. He decided to practice the Shura sword first.
When he came out of the room and came to the courtyard, Huang Xiaolong called out the blade of the Shura sword. He recalled the attack posture and the method of running Qi and strength in the first small picture of the Shura sword technique. The blade of the Shura came out of nowhere, and a dozen blades of light appeared slowly, forming two wind groups, which were constantly rotating and rolling in the courtyard.
The first move of Shura sword: the wind of hell.
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Therefore, the so-called one hundred fighting spirit pills is simply impossible! As for apology, it is even more impossible!
In the hall, the elders looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
Huang Xiaolong of the east hall just sat down and saw his father Huang Peng coming back from the North Hall.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Huang Xiaolong asked.
Su Yan also got up to meet her.
When Huang Peng saw his son, he felt guilty and didn't speak. He sat down on the seat of the hall and lowered his head. His anger did not disappear, but grew stronger.
"Bullying too much!"
"Bullying too much!"
Looking back on Huang Ming's cold eye and his father's preference for Huang Wei, Huang Peng couldn't help but get angry. He slapped his right palm on the chair next to him, and the chair collapsed into pieces.
Huang Peng breaks the chair next to him with one hand, and Su Yan is startled.
"Peng, what's the matter? What happened? " Su Yan asked in a hurry.
Huang Peng looked up, looked at his wife Su Yan and his son, and sighed in his heart. Finally, he told what happened in the main hall. When he said that his father Huang Qide had opened the spirit pool, he should have given Huang Xiaolong the qualification to practice, but instead he gave Huang Wei. Huang Peng slapped the chair beside him in anger.
"Dad, it's so eccentric! In his eyes is only the grandson of Huang Wei After hearing this, Su Yan's Apricot eyes glared and said angrily, "does he still regard Xiaolong as his grandson?"
Huang Xiaolong didn't open his mouth and sneered in his heart. Although he won Huang Wei at the annual meeting a few days ago, and although he showed his second-class strength in front of his grandfather Huang Qide, his grandfather Huang Qide still didn't really look at him. It must be in the heart of his grandfather Huang Qide that he broke through the second level by himself, which was a bad luck. His future achievements are far from comparable to Huang Wei's.
"And Zhou Guang, how dare you say that our little dragon's practice in the spirit pool is a waste of the power of the spirit pool's elixir!" Su Yan said angrily: "this dog slave, if it wasn't for Huang Ming, the big brother behind him, he would dare to say so!"
Although Zhou Guang is an elder, in Huangjiazhuang, the elder's status is higher than some senior guards. In the final analysis, he is still a slave.
"Bruce Lee, I'm sorry!" Looking at his son, Huang Peng's voice was a little low and guilty: "it's father's useless. The qualification for opening the spirit pool this time has not been able to win for you, but taken away by Huang Wei!"
Hearing this, Huang Xiaolong chuckled: "father, mother, don't worry. At the next annual meeting, I will not only beat Huang Wei so much that he can't even recognize his father, but also beat him so that he can't even recognize his grandfather!"
Since grandfather Huang Qide is so biased and values his precious grandson Huang Wei so much, his grandson with "level 7" martial spirit will let his grandfather Huang Qide see clearly that his dog excrement luck will be better and better, and will become stronger and stronger!
Not only the next annual meeting, but also every annual meeting after that, he will beat Huang Wei into a super invincible headhunter!
After listening to Huang Xiaolong's words, Huang Peng and Su Yan think it is their son who comforts them, but just wants them not to worry. Huang Peng is even more guilty.
When Huang Peng and Su Yan want to come, their son only has level 7 martial spirit. As time goes on, the gap between him and Huang Wei will become larger and larger. One year later, Huang Wei should be able to break through the third level or even higher level. However, it usually takes about two years for the son with level 7 spirit to break through from level 2 to level 3.
Can my son really beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting?
"Unless my son can swallow three more elixirs like YangGuo!" Huang Peng sighs in his heart, but how can there be so many miraculous drugs like YangGuo that are encountered by his son again?!
Seeing his parents' expressions, Huang Xiaolong knows that his parents don't believe that he can still beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting.
"Father, mother, in the future, I want to practice in the back mountain!" After thinking about it, Huang Xiaolong said.
It's also convenient to practice Yi Jin Jing in the future. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to run back and forth all the time. Moreover, Huang Xiaolong doesn't want to expose his own cultivation of the Sutra formula.
"No way!" On hearing this, Su Yan shook her head in opposition with little consideration.
Huang Peng also continued: "Xiao Long, I know you want to go back to the mountain to practice, but now you only have the second level strength. It's too dangerous!"
Huang Xiaolong had expected that his parents were against it. After all, he was only a seven-year-old child, and no parent would rest assured that his seven-year-old would leave his home for cultivation.
"Dad, mom, I'm just outside the back mountain. As long as I don't go into the back mountain, there won't be any danger!" "Don't worry," said Huang Xiaolong
However, no matter how Huang Xiaolong persuades him, Huang Peng and Su Yan just don't agree.
"What if I can beat Huang Wei at the next annual meeting?" Huang Xiaolong has no choice but to turn his tone at last.
"Defeat Huang Wei?" Huang Peng and Su Yan look at their son.
"If you can really beat Huang Wei in the next annual meeting, I will allow you to practice in the back mountain!" After a while, Huang Peng pondered: "however, we have to wait until the next annual meeting, and you can defeat Huang Wei.""All right, then." Huang Xiaolong said, in this case, we can only wait another year, which is no way.
In the North Hall, Huang Wei heard his father Huang Ming say his grandfather Huang Qide's decision when he was in the main hall. He couldn't help smiling: "it's still a waste of granddad's wisdom to know that spirit pool is a waste even if it's given to that boy!"
When he came back from the main hall, Huang Ming was in a good mood. He said with a smile: "since your grandfather gave you the chance to practice in the spirit pool, you should not disappoint your grandfather and me at that time. Although your talent is very high, you still need to practice hard!"
Huang Wei said with a smile, "Dad, don't worry. If you enter the spiritual pool for cultivation, I will certainly be able to break through to the third level within one year." Speaking of this, his eyes were full of hate: "at the next annual meeting, I will let the dog kneel in front of me, and I will smash his hands and feet!"
After returning to the courtyard from the East Hall, Huang Xiaolong did not continue to practice the Sutra formula. Instead, he took out the drawing in the Sutra formula.
Now, he has broken through the fourth level and can practice fighting skills.
On the drawing, there are two sets of fighting skills recorded. One is the Shura sword technique which matches the attack of the Shura blade, and the other is the Shura ghost claw.
There are 18 moves of the Shura sword technique, each of which can be divided into three moves. However, there are fewer Shura ghost claws, only five claws.
After looking at the Shura sword technique and the ghost claw of Shura, Huang Xiaolong's eyes fell on the first small picture of Shura sword. He decided to practice the Shura sword first.
When he came out of the room and came to the courtyard, Huang Xiaolong called out the blade of the Shura sword. He recalled the attack posture and the method of running Qi and strength in the first small picture of the Shura sword technique. The blade of the Shura came out of nowhere, and a dozen blades of light appeared slowly, forming two wind groups, which were constantly rotating and rolling in the courtyard.
The first move of Shura sword: the wind of hell.
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