Invicibles

Training Battle Skills

Huang Ming sneered in his heart as he watched Huang Peng turn around and walk away. He naturally did not believe Huang Xiaolong would experience any other incredible dog poop luck that could help him defeat his son for the second time in the Clan Assembly next year.

Therefore, the so-called hundred pieces of Battle Qi dans were basically grasping smoke, absolutely impossible!

Inside the Great Hall, Elders were quietly looking at each other, no one dared to speak.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong was waiting in the Eastern Courtyard, and he had just sat down before Huang Peng returned with a sullen mood.

“Daddy, what happened?” Huang Xiaolong asked.

Su Yan also stood up from his chair and walked towards Huang Peng.

Guilt gnawed at Huang Peng's consciousness as he looked at his son, but he walked straight into the main hall and sat down without saying a word. With his head bowed, the anger in his heart flared up instead of subsiding.

"This is blatant intimidation!"

“Blatest suppression!”

Given Big Brother Huang Ming's ridicule and his father's favoritism towards Huang Wei, Huang Peng could not help but howl furiously. A palm smashed into the chair beside him, sending him smashed into pieces.

Su Yan was frightened by Huang Peng's sudden violent action.

“Peng Ge, what's up? What's going on?" Su Yan asked worriedly.

Raising his head, Huang Peng looked at his wife Su Yan, and his son. The guilt he felt grew heavier as he sighed in his heart. In the end, though, Huang Peng recounted what had happened in the Great Hall before and when he reached the part where Huang Qide gave the quota to enter the Spirit Pond to Huang Wei - a€ce that should have belonged to Huang Xiaolong, who was supposed to belong to Huang, his anger flared up once more; one of his palms smashed into another seat nearby.

“Pad's actions are too biased! In his eyes, only Huang Wei was his grandson!” When Su Yan heard everything, his almond-shaped eyes widened in anger, and said angrily: "Does he still regard our Xiaolong as his granddaughter ?!"

Huang Xiaolong said nothing but sneered inside, even though he defeated Huang Wei a few days ago during the Clan Assembly, and revealed the strength of the Second Order, he said, it seemed that Grandpa Huang Qide actually did not care about it in the slightest. Perhaps in Grandfather Huang Qide's eyes, he could advance to a Second Order warrior largely out of luck and could not compare to Huang Wei's achievements (none).

"And that Zhou Guang dared to underestimate our Xiaolong, even daring to say Xiaolong we would waste the potential of the Spirit Pool if he were to enter!" Su Yan continued hotly: "Slave like this dog, if not for Huang Ming supporting him, he would not have dared to say such words!"

Although Zhou Guang was a ‘Older’ from the Huang Clan Manor, his privileged status and authority was only slightly higher compared to the elite guards. He was, in the end, still a slave at his core.

"Xiaolong, I'm sorry." Huang Peng's voice rang out as he apologized to his son, laden with guilt. "That's all because Father is useless, not only did I lose your place to enter the Spirit Pond but also completely lose to Huang Wei!"

When Huang Xiaolong heard this, he just smiled indifferently, “Dad, Mom, don't worry. In the Clan Assembly next year, not only will I hit Huang Wei until his father is unable to recognize him, I will beat him up until Grandfather is unable to recognize him!

Since Grandpa Huang Qide values his favorite grandson Huang Wei so much, then this seventh-grade ‘ martial spirit grandson will show his Grandfather that the luck of his dog poop is getting better and better, then this ’ seventh-grade martial arts granddaughter will show his Grandfather that the luck of his dog poop is getting better and better, stronger than ever!

Not only during the Clan Assembly next year, in every meeting next year he will ‘turn’ Huang Wei into a super pig head.

Huang Peng and Su Yan thought their son was trying to comfort them, asking them not to worry which increased Huang Peng's guilty feelings.

Under the idea that their son was merely a seventh grade martial spirit talent, the gap between him and Huang Wei would be revealed as time went on. Within a year, Huang Wei could break through to the Third Order, perhaps even higher. Their son, however, only had a seventh grade martial spirit, their son would need at least two years to breakthrough from the Second Order to the Third Order.

At the Clan Session next year, could their son defeat Huang Wei?

Unless his son was lucky enough to swallow three pieces of Yang fruit or a similar potion, otherwise Huang Peng sighed, will his son be lucky enough to find a potion similar to Yang fruit for the second time?

“Dad, Mom, I plan to train in the back mountains for some time.” Huang Xiaolong said after thinking for a moment.

This arrangement allowed him to practice the Body Metamorphose Scripture comfortably. Running back and forth the entire time was actually an inconvenience, furthermore, for now, Huang Xiaolong did not want the Asura Tactics to be exposed.

"No!" As those words came out of Huang Xiaolong's lips, Su Yan strongly objected without even needing to think.

Huang Peng also persuaded, "Xiaolong, I know you will go to the back mountain so that you can train peacefully but your strength is only in the Second Order, it is too dangerous!"

Huang Xiaolong thought his parents would object, in the end in their eyes, he was only a seven-year-old. No parent would willingly let a seven-year-old leave a safe home just for training.

“Daddy, Mom, I will only be on the outer edge of the back mountain, as long as I do not go into the deeper part, there is no danger!” Huang Xiaolong tried again: "You don't need to worry."

But despite what Huang Xiaolong had said to convince them, Huang Peng and Su Yan vehemently refused.

"What if I can defeat Huang Wei next year?" Huang Xiaolong threw out his final straw, changed his wisdom and asked.

"Defeat Huang Wei?" The two looked at Huang Xiaolong.

"If you can defeat Huang Wei at next year's sparring event, I will allow you to train in the back mountain!" Huang Peng finally agreed in a serious voice after pondering: "We can discuss this again after you defeat Huang Wei next year."

"Good!" Huang Xiaolong agreed. Since there was no other way, he could only wait a year.

And currently in the North Courtyard, listening to his father describe the situation in which his Grandfather made the announcement, Huang Wei's face bloomed with a wide smile: “Grandfather is indeed wise, he knew that if the child was allowed into the Spirit. That pool will only lead to waste! ”

Ever since returning to the Northern Courtyard of the Grand Hall, Huang Ming was in a good mood, laughing as he listened to his son's words, “Because your grandfather has given you this opportunity, he said, you must not disappoint your Grandfather and I; even though your talent is amazing, you still have to put in a lot of effort in your training!”

Huang Wei smiled and said convincingly, "Dad, rest assured, once I enter the Spirit Pond and train there, I will definitely break through to the Third Order in less than a year!" Speaking up to here, both of Huang Wei's disciples exuded extreme hatred: "During next year's Clan Session, I will have the little dog kneel before me, I will have the dog kneel in front of me, and I'll knock out both his hands and feet!"

Returning to his small courtyard, Huang Xiaolong did not continue his usual training. Instead, he took out a piece of paper from the Asura Ring.

Now that he had reached the Fourth Order, he could start practicing fighting skills.

Noted on a piece of paper was a set of sword attack battle skills that seemed to be tailor-made for the Blades of Asura, and there was another set of battle skills called the Asura Demon Claw.

There were a total of eighteen moves for the Asura Sword Skill, and each move was divided into three stages where the Asura Demon Claw had slightly fewer, only five moves.

Through both sets of battle skills once, Huang Xiaolong's eyes were attracted to the small image of the Asura Sword Skill, which prompted his decision to practice the sword skill first.

Out of his room to his small courtyard, Huang Xiaolong summoned the Blades of Asura. Recalling the image depicting the movement of the first attack, the mood and circulation of the qi within the body; with the blade wave, dozens of blade images appeared out of nowhere, it rotates and gathers into two small cyclones zigzagging within the perimeter of a small courtyard.

Asura Sword Skill, First Step: Tempest of Hell.

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Peng Ge; Ge flaming. Brother, but in this context, this is a dear term '€