
Watching Huang Wei's crazy actions, Huang Xiaolong sneered and walked slowly towards him. Looking at the getting closer Huang Xiaolong, Huang Wei who was muttering and shouting crazily suddenly stopped. Fear crept over his eyes as he subconsciously stepped back, yet just as he opened his mouth wanting to admit defeat, a hazy shadow and Huang Xiaolong's fist smashed directly into his face. Huang Wei shouted miserably and staggered backwards.
Taking advantage of the initial blow hitting the target, Huang Xiaolong moved closer, presenting another blow.
After a few blows, Huang Wei was already confused and bewildered at not being able to tell east, west, north or south. His face became even bigger than the head of ****.
Witnessing the sad ending of his son, Huang Ming who was under the stage finally could not bear it anymore, turned to his father Huang Qide and said: "Dad, you know, shouldn't we …?"
Confused for a moment, Huang Qide said: "It's enough, Xiaolong. ”
As he heard his Grandfather Huang Qide's voice, Huang Xiaolong took a final heavy blow before stopping.
"You!" Huang Ming stared furiously.
Ignoring Huang Ming's angry gaze and said: "First Uncle, your nephew is slipping, please forgive me!"
Slipping hands?
Looking at Huang Wei who had turned head***, everyone had a strange expression on their faces.
Li Lu sitting beside Li Mu could no longer help but laugh and the sweet sound of laughter resounded in the hall for the second time.
Huang Qide's brows furrowed as he looked at Huang Xiaolong on the stage, opening his mouth but in the end not saying anything, he said, he could tell that Huang Xiaolong was already soft and Huang Wei's injuries were only flesh wounds.
Huang Ming on the other hand, nearly vomited blood in anger.
At this moment, Huang Wei's voice reappeared in a sad cry, walking to Huang Ming's side: "Dad, he hit me, he actually hit me!" His finger pointed towards Huang Xiaolong, tears, and snot running down his face.
In the end, Huang Wei was just a seven-year-old boy, who was hit by Huang Xiaolong, ending up with a face that no longer looked human.
The elders and housemaids of the Huang Clan Manor shook their heads making Huang Ming extremely embarrassed.
The debate of this round between Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong ended with Huang Wei looking like the head ****. The meeting continued with the other students' debates.
But, compared to the excitement during the fight between Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong, the next fight was less spirited.
A few hours later, the annual Clan Assembly ended.
As everyone left, sighing unceasingly in their hearts, the supposed star of the Clan Assembly this year ended up as a joke whereas Huang Xiaolong, who was the only one in the world, which no one had ever noticed became the most dazzling presence.
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In the main hall, Huang Wei roared furiously: "If not for that Huang Xiaolong met a lucky unlucky dog swallowing three Yang fruits, then, just based on his martial spirit talent there was no way he would be able to breakthrough to the Second Order! I refuse to accept it. Huang Xiaolong, I will pay you for this during the Clan Meeting next year, I will definitely take revenge. This humiliation, I will return it to you a hundredfold! ”His face, which was struck to resemble the 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.
Unlike the gloom of the Northern Courtyard, the Eastern Courtyard was filled with laughter and cheerfulness.
"Good son, this time, you didn't disappoint your father!" Huang laughed saying, "Fresh, too refreshing!" Thinking of the angry expression of his older brother, Huang Ming on his flat face, his heart beamed with pleasure
"Xiaolong, come on, let me take a good look at you. '' Su Yan pulled Huang Xiaolong in front of him, observed, smiled and said: You, never told us that you broke through to the Second Order, made Mon and Dad so worried all along. ”
Not knowing what to say, Huang Xiaolong simply smiled.
If his parents found out that he was not actually a Second Order Warrior, wondering what reaction would they have? But Huang Xiaolong decided to keep his strength a secret if the strength of his Third Order battle qi was revealed, the matter to come might not be so simple.
His current strength of being a Second Order could be explained by using three Yang fruits as an excuse but the peak of the Third Order would arouse suspicion, he said, and if others knew that his martial spirit became a super martial spirit, it might bring about a genocidal disaster on the Huang Clan Manor.
In the east main hall, after being 'romanized' by his parents for quite some time, finally, Huang Xiaolong returned to his small courtyard.
As soon as he entered, a small figure rushed into his embrace, Huang Xiaolong did not dodge but smiled and said: "Little man, where did you run into these two days?"
This little figure happened to be the Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey.
Half a year had passed the body of the little Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey had not changed much, aside from its more astute eyes, its disciples were a dazzling icy blue.
"Zhi Zhi Zhi!" The little purple monkey shifted to Huang Xiaolong's shoulder, squeaking and gesturing.
"You're saying, you want me to take a trip to the back mountain with you?" Huang Xiaolong asked, accompanied by this little purple monkey for half a year, Huang Xiaolong was generally able to understand the body language of the little monkey.
"Zhi Zhi Zhi!" Pleasure was etched on the little monkey's face as he quickly nodded.
"Okay, let's go!" Huang Xiaolong nodded in agreement as there was not much going on 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; in front, there was a python that was over ten meters long appearing. The great Floret Python! Huang Xiaolong involuntarily inhaled a breath of cold air looking at the huge Bara Floret Python, the reason the little violet who brought him here finally realized it, 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 sticking out once and straight out.
Huang Xiaolong looked dignified. He could tell that the Bara Floret Python was an evil fourth stage ferocious beast, although it was only stage four but for the peak of the Third Order Huang Xiaolong was still considered high risk.
Dodging the first attack of the Bara Floret Python, Huang Xiaolong's silhouette slid to the side, and the small purple monkey on his shoulder jumped in the air, landing on the python's head, two monkey claws attacking.
Receiving a blow to the head, the Bara Floret Python uttered a loud cry from the pain; with a long twist of its body, its mouth stretched very 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 in mid-air, almost sweeping the open jaws of the python, which was, allowing Huang Xiaolong to exhale a sigh of relief.
Running Asura Tactics, an aura of black thread, carrying a murderous atmosphere appeared, spinning rapidly forming layers around Huang Xiaolong – his eyes turned blood red and his hair was completely white. Huang Xiaolong did not directly attack instead of standing to one side, his blood-red eyes never left the Bara Floret Python that was fighting with the Violet Devourer Spirit Monkey at the moment.
Just when the python was about to twist its body, suddenly Huang Xiaolong who had been standing on one 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 black rays flashed.
Shouting out from his mouth, fresh blood burst out like geysers as the head of the Fallen Bara Flower Python toppled the ground, stopping completely only after a short while later.
His eyes and hair gradually returned to their original state, and Huang Xiaolong took back his blade, walking past him with the little purple monkey.