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Looking at Huang Wei who was screaming like crazy, Huang Xiaolong sneered and slowly walked towards him. Looking at Huang Xiaolong who was getting closer and closer, Huang Wei who was screaming like crazy couldn't help but stopped, his eyes were frightened and then panicked. He retreated, but just when he was about to admit defeat, a figure suddenly flashed, and Huang Xiaolong punched him in the left face. He screamed and retreated continuously.
After Huang Xiaolong kicked him with one punch, he stepped closer and punched again.
After a few punches, Huang Wei was so dizzy that he could no longer distinguish between east, west, north and south. He had already turned into a pig's head and turned into a big pig's head.
In the audience, Huang Ming looked at his son's misery and was extremely angry. He finally couldn't help but turned to Huang Qide and said, "Dad, look at it, isn't it?!"
Huang Qide hesitated for a moment and then said: "Okay, Xiaolong."
Hearing Grandpa Huang Qide speak, Huang Xiaolong kicked him hard again and then stopped.
"You!" Huang Ming glared.
Huang Xiaolong ignored Huang Ming's angry look and smiled at Huang Ming: "Uncle, my nephew made a mistake, please forgive me!"
A momentary mistake? !
Everyone looked at Huang Wei who was beaten into a pig's head with a strange expression.
Li Lu next to Li Mu couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
Huang Qide looked at Huang Xiaolong on the stage and frowned, but did not say anything. He could see that Huang Xiaolong did not kill him, and Huang Wei only had a flesh wound.
Huang Ming was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
At this time, Huang Wei finally had a chance to cry out. His cry was loud, and he came to Huang Ming: "Dad, he hit me, he hit me!" He pointed at Huang Xiaolong, tears welling up.
After all, Huang Wei was just a child over seven years old. He was beaten like this by Huang Xiaolong and cried uncontrollably.
The elders and stewards of Huangjiazhuang shook their heads secretly, while Huang Ming looked extremely embarrassed.
At this point, the competition between Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei ended with Huang Wei being beaten into a pig's head. Next, there was a competition between other disciples.
However, compared to the previous competition between Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei, the subsequent competition between the disciples seemed not to be "spectacular".
A few hours later, the annual meeting ended.
After the annual meeting, everyone in Huangjiazhuang secretly lamented that at this annual meeting, Huang Wei, who was supposed to be the most dazzling, turned out to be the laughing stock of the annual meeting, while Huang Xiaolong, who had never been taken seriously by everyone, became the most dazzling existence. !
North Hall.
In the main hall, Huang Wei roared angrily: "If Huang Xiaolong hadn't been so lucky and swallowed three yang fruits, how could he have broken through to the second level with his seventh-level martial soul talent! I don't accept it, Huang Xiaolong, I want revenge, next At the next year's meeting, I will definitely take revenge. I will return the humiliation to you a hundred times or a thousand times!" His face, which had been beaten into a pig's head, became ferocious and twisted.
Huang Ming sat there with an expressionless face, and a cold light flashed from time to time in his eyes.
At this annual meeting, Huang Xiaolong simply embarrassed him.
Compared to the North Hall, the East Hall was bursting with laughter.
"Good son, you really didn't disappoint your father this time!" Huang Peng laughed and said, "It's great, it's so great!" He felt so happy when he thought of the angry expression on his eldest brother Huang Ming's dead face at the annual meeting. very.
"Xiaolong, come here, let mom take a good look." Su Yan pulled Huang Xiaolong in front of her, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "You didn't tell your parents that you broke through to the second level, which made them worry for a long time."
Huang Xiaolong didn’t know how to speak, so he could only smile.
If his father and mother knew that he was not actually a second-level warrior, what would their expressions be like? However, Huang Xiaolong still plans to conceal his true strength for the time being. If he exposes his peak strength in the late third level now, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as trouble.
Now, he is a second-level warrior, which can be explained by swallowing three yang fruits, but the peak of the late third-level will definitely arouse others' suspicion. If anyone knows that his martial spirit is a super martial spirit, he is afraid that he will give Huangjiazhuang bring about genocide.
In the east hall, Huang Xiaolong returned to the small courtyard after being "nagged" by his parents for a long time.
As soon as he entered the small courtyard, a small figure came towards him. Huang Xiaolong didn't hide away and said with a smile: "Little guy, where have you been in the past two days?"
This little figure is the soul-eating purple monkey.
Half a year has passed, and the body of the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey has hardly changed. However, its eyes are more agile, and the ice-blue eyes exude a frightening light.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The Soul-eating Purple Monkey came to Huang Xiaolong's shoulder, shouted squeaking, and gestured with his hands.
"You mean, you want me to go to the back mountain with you?" Huang Xiaolong asked. After spending half a year together, Huang Xiaolong can generally understand the body language of the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The Soul-Eating Purple Monkey nodded with joy on his face.
"Okay, let's go!" Huang Xiaolong nodded. It's okay now anyway. Then he took the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey out of Huangjiazhuang. Under the guidance of the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey, he came to a mountainous area in the back mountain and came to this place. After the mountain, I saw a large flowered python of about ten meters sitting cross-legged in front of me! Looking at this big flowered python, Huang Xiaolong took a breath of cold air, and at the same time understood the meaning of the little guy, the Soul-eating Purple Monkey, who brought him to the back mountain. He dared to bring him to fight!
Seeing the arrival of Huang Xiaolong and the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey, the big flowered python suddenly raised its head, stared at Huang Xiaolong and the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey, spit out its long tongue, and rushed over in an instant.
Huang Xiaolong's face was solemn. He could tell that this big flowered python should be a level 4 monster. Although it was only level 4, it was still extremely dangerous for Huang Xiaolong, who was only at the peak of the late third level warrior.
However, Huang Xiaolong just dodged and escaped the attack of the big flower python. The soul-eating purple monkey let out a strange cry, jumped up from Huang Xiaolong's shoulders, and came to the sky above the head of the big flower python. Two monkey paws slapped it. Down.
The big flowered python was hit on the head, and in pain, it let out a strange scream, twisted its body, opened its huge mouth with blood, and suddenly swallowed the soul-devouring purple monkey. Huang Xiaolong's heart tightened, and at this moment, The soul-devouring purple monkey flew several meters in mid-air, barely escaping the giant flower python's bloody mouth, which made Huang Xiaolong let out a big breath.
Huang Xiaolong activated the Shura Art, and the black killing air flowed crazily all over his body. His eyes were blood red, his hair turned white, and stood upright. However, Huang Xiaolong did not attack immediately, but stood aside, staring coldly at the front with his blood red eyes. The big flowered python fighting with the soul-eating purple monkey.
Just when the big flower python twisted again, Huang Xiaolong, who had been standing aside, suddenly moved and flew up. From a distance, it looked like a group of black clouds under the sun. I don’t know when, the two of them suddenly appeared. The Shura Blade appeared in Huang Xiaolong's hands, and when it came under the head of the big flowered python, Huang Xiaolong suddenly waved his hands, and two black rays of light flashed past.
The big flowered python screamed, blood spurted out, fell to the ground and rolled over. After a while, it stopped rolling completely.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes widened and his hair slowly recovered, he put back the Shura Blade in his arm, and then walked over with the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey.