Chapter 9: Entering Zhang Family Genealogy for free
The next morning, Zhang Yang did not go to the forest to practice tiger cannon fist early, he was waiting for others!
Yesterday, Zhang Yang beat Lan Lin up and it almost spread throughout the island in half a day, and his father Zhang Long would definitely know. [】
Zhang Yang was waiting for his father to send someone to ask him about the matter, and at that time he happened to ask about entering the family tree. His own son became a warrior and his father would definitely agree.
Although Zhang Yang did not feel anything about entering the family tree, the bet with the head of Murong family forced him to do this.
The sun shines into the room, making Zhang Yang's house warm.
At this time, Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, formed a strange handprint with his hands, and some faint white essence could enter his body through the seven orifices, and then refined it through the spirit-eating meridian to use it.
Suddenly, a faint knock on the door sounded, "Bang, bang!"
"Young Master Yang, are you awake?" A soft female voice came into the house.
Zhang Yang took back his handprints, took a light breath, slowly opened his eyes, and a red light flashed through his eyes, and then his face returned to calmness.
"Wake up, come in!" Zhang Yang said calmly.
The door was opened, and an older maid walked in with her head down. Two young maids followed her, holding toiletries respectively.
The old maid was the one who asked Zhang Yang to go to his home to take charge of Zhang Long's study that day.
The maid no longer had the arrogance she had that day. He bent down slightly, lowered his head, looked very restrained and even a little scared.
"Master Yang, I have prepared the washing utensils. Please wash first. The head of the family will ask you to go to the conference hall to discuss important matters." The maid said in a panic. She was afraid that Zhang Yang would hate her former courtesy behavior.
Zhang Yang suddenly became a warrior, and he taught Lan Lin a lesson yesterday, and the fight made Lan Lin almost disappear, and many people received news.
Now many servants of the Zhang family who once despised Zhang Yang were a little frightened, fearing that Zhang Yang would beat them up in reverse.
"Let me go! I'll go in a while." Zhang Yang said casually, not trying to make things difficult for the maid.
In his feeling, he was just a servant and did nothing to him, he just had some politeness.
Now that I really want to take revenge on these trivial matters, the entire Zhang Mansion will be covered by myself!
"Well! That servant took his leave!" Seeing that Young Master Yang did not deliberately pick on his mistakes, the maid hurriedly responded.
The two little maids behind him put down the washing utensils, and then the frightened maid left Zhangyang's room.
At this time, Zhang Yang heard the voice of the panic maid outside the house sounding
"Thank you so much! Finally I got over it. This Young Master Yang is not bad. We didn't take revenge on me for the past. We used to do a little too much."
Hearing the maid's voice, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "It's just a bunch of snobs, it's not worth getting angry, it feels so good to have strength!"
Wearing the washing utensil, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a sentence:
"Life is really changeable. I used to be idle with a set of "cups" but now someone takes the initiative to give me "washing tools". This is the difference in strength!"
After getting out of bed and washing up, Zhang Yang wore a martial arts uniform, looking capable and energetic.
He left the room and walked towards his father Zhang Long's meeting room. Many people on the way were talking about yesterday's events in a low voice.
Zhang Yang, who had sensitive facial features, heard it. Some said that beating Lan Lin was definitely fake, and some said that he had provoked Young Master Yang and didn't know what revenge he would be.
However, Zhang Yang was extremely calm and did not care about the gossip of the mansion.
Finally, Zhang Yang walked to the door of the conference hall, he knocked on the door, and said, "Sir, I'm here."
"Come in!" Zhang Long's rough voice came from the room.
At the door, Zhang Yang walked into the conference hall and saw his father Zhang Long sitting on the front, while the three uncles sat on Zhang Long's right hand.
"I have met three uncles!" Zhang Yang smiled and bowed to the three of them.
"I heard that you injured Lan Lin from the Lan family yesterday? Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Long said first.
Zhang Yang was straight and looked very calm. He said calmly: "They started first, and he said I was a bastard, my father, do you think I should teach him a lesson?"
"What? This little bastard dares to say this! Okay, you will beat me. The matter of juniors is related to our elders." Zhang Long agreed with Zhang Yang's approach.
Isn’t it that he is a “dog bastard”? He isn’t he calling him an old dog? Zhang Long is naturally a little angry, and Zhang Yang just happened to teach Lan Lin a lesson.
"My father can ask the people who were busy yesterday." Zhang Yang said.
Zhang Long said calmly: "Forget it, let's sit down!"
"Yes!" Zhang Yang sat on a chair to Zhang Long's left.
Then, Zhang Long asked with a smile: "Xiaoyang, how often have you become a warrior? I have never heard Yihong say it."
"Half a month ago, my father, since he became a warrior, I think I can enter the genealogy." Zhang Yang expressed the main purpose of this.
"Classic genealogy! You kid are just right. I'll call you here today, for this matter." Zhang Long smiled and said, the youngest son finally became a warrior, which made him very happy.
When Zhang Long saw Zhang Yang's palm, he was suddenly stunned, "This kid has practiced Tiger Cannon Fist!"
Zhang Long also practiced Tiger Cannon Fist and had a high attainment. Of course, he could find problems through Zhang Yang's palms and limbs.
In order to confirm his guess, Zhang Long suggested: "I heard that you defeated Lan Lin, who was already a two-star warrior with one move yesterday. Since all your three uncles are here, let us have your strength!"
"good!"
After talking, Zhang Yang was not artificial. He instantly became claws with one hand, his arms flashed, and directly inserted it into the wooden table where the coffee table was placed beside him. However, the wooden table had not moved at all, but was penetrated by five holes.
That's it!
"Click!"
Zhang Yang pinched hard, and he directly grabbed a big hole in the wooden table. Then, he turned his claws into fists and punched the table.
"Crash!"
The entire wooden table was broken into hundreds by Zhang Yang's punch, and it was broken into pieces!
"Click!"
Zhang Long instantly crushed the teacup with his hands, and the tea flowed along his arms and soaked his sleeves!
"Charge tiger claws! The power of the fist is dispersed!" He said in surprise. He knows how to use the tiger cannon fist, and of course he knows the power of several stages of practicing this fist.
Zhang Long hurriedly said, "Did you become a warrior half a month ago? How long did you practice the "tiger cannon fist"?"
Back then, when Zhang Yang's father Zhang Long had just practiced Tiger Cannon Fist, it took him more than three months to achieve the power of breaking wood and shaking and dispersing the parts.
It is easier for a one-star warrior to break the wooden table, but if he doesn't have the skills, he will smash the wooden table with one punch. At most, the wooden board will rot into a small hole, and the four wooden legs will not be affected and spread out.
But Zhang Yang was different. When his fingers were inserted into the table, the other parts of the wooden table were not broken, which fully proved his speed of grabbing and his attack concentration!
The punch behind him could shake the entire table into hundreds of fast, and even the legs of the table were broken into rotten wooden blocks.
This is the initial power of the tiger cannon fist. If this is hit on a warrior of the same level, it will definitely not be a problem to cut off a few bones of the enemy.
Zhang Yang's three uncles were all shocked and didn't believe Zhang Yang's attack. They were the tiger cannon fist that they learned to become martial artists.
Now Zhang Yang said that he had only been a warrior for half a month, or a warrior. He could do this to such a level now, how could he make people believe it!
Seeing the expressions of my father and the three uncles, Zhang Yangxin was really a little proud. He said confidently: "Brother knows, I told my elder brother that day that my father said that I would become a warrior in one month. I said that I had enough time, so of course it was not.
Children's play."
Zhang Yang seemed very natural, as if it was natural to become a warrior.
"Okay! OK! You will be included in the family tree today. Brothers, do you agree?" Zhang Long laughed out loud and asked the three brothers and three others.
"Xiaoyang becomes a warrior, and it is natural to enter the genealogy." Zhang Yang's second uncle Zhang Hu agreed. He and Zhang Long are brothers, so he naturally listen to the elder brother.
"Let's go to the clan entry ceremony today!" Uncle San Zhang Bao agreed.
"Well! Get ready for the clan entry ceremony!" Uncle Fourth Zhang Xiong agreed with the third brother's words.
These two are brothers, standing in the same line.
Hearing the words of the third uncle, Zhang Yang thought to himself: "I am willing to embarrass me. Only when foreigners join the tribe will there be a ritual. Let me perform the ritual. This means that I was a foreigner, and your son was not good, and you were not.
What, old bastard."
The Zhang family is relatively large, and of course the internal personnel also have the power to compete for power. The third uncle Zhang Bao failed to hold many heads of the family with Zhang Yang's father Zhang Long, and he always held a grudge.
When Zhang Yang was very young, his third uncle Zhang Bao was very mean to him, and his son Zhang Yihai often bullied Zhang Yang. He was not a kiss at all, so Zhang Bao wanted Zhang Yang to be embarrassed this time.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle San said this is wrong. I am the head of the family and the eldest elder's grandson. The entry ceremony is prepared for people from other tribes. Do you say that my biological father and grandfather are also foreign tribes.
of?"
Originally, Zhang Yang was a waste, and many Zhang family members were very happy. There was one less candidate to compete for the position of head of the family. Naturally, when Zhang Yang did not become a warrior, he often bullied Zhang Yang.
Therefore, Zhang Yang has no good feelings for many people in the Zhang family. He speaks respectfully on the surface, but he is a lot of sarcastic on the inside.
Zhang Long frowned and shouted at Zhang Yang angrily, "Xiaoyang, don't talk nonsense. Your third uncle was just a misunderstanding. It was not something you, a child, defined randomly."
"Yes, Dad," Zhang Yang said with his head down, but his movements in sitting on the chair were very casual and he had no intention of admitting his mistake.
But Zhang Long flashed a hint of satisfaction. Zhang Bao often fucked him, and he also felt that his cousin was unhappy.
Especially today's words were clearly a loss of his face, and he scolded Zhang Yang. In fact, it was to prevent Zhang Bao from the chance to scold Zhang Yang. Zhang Long suddenly discovered that the youngest son's crazy spirit in some aspects was very similar to him.
"Okay! I will order people to add your name to the family tree. I will practice more in the future and strive to become a tiger cannon fist. At that time, my younger generation in the Zhang family will have another tiger cannon fist master. What are you looking for? Or
If you don’t understand anything, you can come to me directly in the future.” Zhang Long said with satisfaction.
"Yes, my father, I'm going to practice tiger cannon fist." Zhang Yang stood up and said respectfully.
"In the future, don't eat outside. Go home and have dinner with your elder brother!" Zhang Long felt more and more satisfied with the youngest son and began to slowly accept Zhang Yang.
"Yes, my father!" Zhang Yang lowered his head and answered.
After talking, Zhang Yang left the conference hall, leaving behind four elders of the Zhang family with their own ulterior motives...
There is a child who doesn’t want to be with his parents. Although he once ignored him, he was also his father. Of course, Zhang Yang wanted to be with his parents.