Invicibles
My hand is slipping
Watching Huang Wei's crazy actions, Huang Xiaolong sneered and slowly walked towards him. Looking at the approaching Xiaolong, Huang Wei who muttered and shouted crazily, suddenly stopped. Fear crept into his eyes as he subconsciously stepped back, however, just as he opened his mouth wanting to admit defeat, a hazy shadow and Huang Xiaolong's fist smashed straight into his face. Huang Wei cried out miserably and staggered.
Taking advantage of the initial attack hitting the target, Huang Xiaolong moved closer, striking another blow.
After a few blows, Huang Wei was already confused and lost his way, not knowing where north, south, east, or west was. His face turned into a bigger pig head.
Witnessing the sad ending of his son, Huang Ming below the stage finally could not hold it any longer, turned to his father Huang Qide and pleaded: "Dad, you know, shouldn't we …?"
Hesitating for a moment, Huang Qide said: "It's enough, Xiaolong."
Hearing Grandpa Huang Qide's voice, Huang Xiaolong dealt a final heavy blow to Huang Wei before letting go.
"You!" Huang Ming stared furiously.
Ignoring Huang Ming's angry gaze, Huang Xiaolong explained: "Uncle, nephew slipped, please forgive me!"
A hand slip?Looking at Huang Wei who had turned into a giant pig head, everyone had a strange expression on their faces.
Li Lu who was sitting beside Li Mu could no longer hold back his laughter and laughter like the clanking of bells echoed in the Great Hall for the second time.
Huang Qide's brows furrowed as he looked at Huang Xiaolong on the stage, his mouth opened but he was unable to find the right words. In the end not saying anything, he could see Huang Xiaolong was already soft and Huang Wei's wounds were only flesh wounds.
Huang Ming, on the other hand, almost vomited blood from anger.
At this moment, Huang Wei's voice broke the silence with a miserable sobbing as she limped to Huang Ming's side: "Dad, he hit me, he really hit me!" His finger pointed at Huang Xiaolong, tears, and snot flowing down his face uncontrollably.
In the end, Huang Wei was just a seven-year-old, struck by Huang Xiaolong to this level and ended up with a face that no longer looked like a human.
The elders and servants of the Huang Clan Manor shook their heads, causing Huang Ming to feel extremely embarrassed.
This round of debate between Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong ended with Huang Wei looking like a pig head. Assembly moved to another student sparring contest.
But, compared to the sensation during the fight between Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong, the next sparring was not excited.
A few hours later, the annual Clan Assembly ended.
As everyone left, they sighed endlessly in their hearts, the supposed star of this year's Clan Assembly ended up as a joke, whereas Huang Xiaolong, the one who was supposed to be from the Clan Assembly, ended up as a joke, which no one ever noticed became the most dazzling presence.
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In the main hall, Huang Wei roared furiously: “If it wasn't for that Huang Xiaolong ran into a fortune that swallowed three Yang fruits, just based on his martial spirit talent, just based on his, there was no way he could break through to the Second Order! I refuse to accept this. Huang Xiaolong, I will pay you back for this during the Clan Assembly next year, I will definitely take revenge. This humiliation I will return it to you a hundredfold! ” The face of Huang Wei, who was beaten to resemble a pig's head, looked grim and twisted in anger.
Huang Ming sat there, expressionless but from time to time, a sharp cold ray flashed in his eyes.
Clan Assembly this year, Huang Xiaolong made him lose face bad.
"Good son, this time, you didn't disappoint your father!" laughing heartily, Huang Peng said: "Fresh, too refreshing!" Thinking of his elder brother Huang Ming's angry expression on his usual flat face, his heart beamed with joy.
"Xiaolong, come on, let me look at you carefully." Su Yan pulled Huang Xiaolong in front of him, examined him from head to toe, and then smiled and said: "You, ah, didn't even tell us that you broke through to the Second Order, you made Mom and Dad very worried. all this time because of you.”
Not knowing what to say, Huang Xiaolong simply smiled.
If his parents found out that he was not actually a Second Order Warrior, he wondered, what would their reaction be? But Huang Xiaolong decided to keep his strength a secret. If the strength of his Third Order's battle qi was revealed, the problem might not be that simple.
His current strength as a Second Order could be explained by using three Yang pieces as an excuse, but the peak of the late Third Order would raise doubts and suspicions, he said, and if others found out that the martial spirit was actually an incredible martial spirit, it might bring about a genocidal disaster in the Huang Clan Manor.
In the east main hall, after ‘diganggu’ by his parents for some time, finally Huang Xiaolong was allowed to return to his small courtyard.
As soon as he entered, a small figure rushed into his embrace, Xiaolong did not dodge but smiled and said: "Little man, where did you run for these two days?"
This little figure happened to be the Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey.
Half a year had passed but the body of the little Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey had not changed much, aside from its more shrewd eyes, its pupils were a dazzling bright ice blue.
“Hoo Hoo Ha!” The little purple monkey shifted to Huang Xiaolong's shoulder, squeaking and gesturing.
"You mean, you want me to take a trip to the back mountain with you?" Huang Xiaolong asked. Being with this little purple monkey for half a year, Huang Xiaolong was generally able to understand the body language of the little monkey.
“Hoo Hoo!” Excitement was engraved on the little monkey's face as he nodded vigorously.
“OK, let's go!” Huang Xiaolong nodded in agreement, as not much was happening at the moment. Coming out of the Huang Clan Manor with the little purple monkey, they arrived at a hilly area under the guidance of the little purple monkey; a bit far ahead of them, they were, a python that was over ten meters long appeared. The great Python Bara Floret! Huang Xiaolong involuntarily inhaled a breath of cold air looking at the huge Floret Python Bara, the reason why the little violet brought him here had finally made him aware; he was here to overcome the obstacles!
Looking at Huang Xiaolong and the little purple monkey, the Bara Floret Python suddenly raised its head, its two eyes looking at Huang Xiaolong and the little monkey, its long tongue flicked out once and instantly rushed out.
Huang Xiaolong looked solemn; he could see this Bara Floret Python was a Fourth Stage demonic beast. Although it was only stage four, for the late peak of Huang Xiaolong's Third Order, it was considered high-risk.
Dodging the first attack of the Bara Floret Python, Huang Xiaolong's silhouette slid to the side, and the little purple monkey on his shoulder leaped into the air, landing on the head of the python, two monkey claws clawing downwards.
Receiving a blow to the head, the Bara Floret Python hissed violently due to the pain; with a long twist of its body, its mouth stretched wide, wanting to swallow the little purple monkey. Huang Xiaolong's heart skipped a beat, but right at this moment, the little purple monkey veered a few meters away from its path right in the air, barely passing through the open jaws of the python snake, made Xiaolong sigh in relief.
Running the Asura Tactics, a black thread of aura that carried an atmosphere of carnage appeared, it circled around quickly and formed a layer of black fog around Huang Xiaolong - his eyes turned blood red and hair completely white. Huang Xiaolong did not directly attack, instead standing to one side, his blood-red eyes never leaving the Bara Floret Python fighting the Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey at this moment.
Just when the python was about to twist its body, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong, who had been standing to the side, moved. From afar, his body looked like a cluster of black clouds under the sun as he flew.
Unknowingly, the Blades of Asura appeared in his hand as he appeared under the head of the Bara Floret Python and, with a wave of his hand, two rays of black light shot past him.
Screams shot out from his mouth, fresh blood spurting out like a hot fountain as the head of the Bara Flower Python fell rolling on the ground, stopping completely a moment later.
His eyes and hair gradually returned to their original state, and Huang Xiaolong took back his blade to his arm, walking past the little purple monkey.
