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Chapter 393 I'm not nervous at all, I still want to dance

"Have you heard that Long Ziyang, who ran away from home, is back!"

"What? That guy is back? Did the owner spank him?"

"No punishment whatsoever!"

"Isn't it? You left the family business and disappeared for almost a year. You can come back without being punished?"

In the inner courtyard, many direct descendants of the Long family were discussing.

From the expressions on their faces and their words, it was easy to tell that they all wanted to see Long Ziyang be punished and embarrassed.

Although he is the son of the head of the family, he is really unpopular in front of many cousins ​​because he cannot practice Long family martial arts.

He still has the status of being the son of the family head.

Otherwise, Long Ziyang's treatment in the Long family might be almost the same as that of Xiao Sinji, a fallen genius.

"I heard that that boy Ziyang brought the leader of the Iron Bone Sect here. The head of the family and the elders were very enthusiastic and didn't even think about punishing him."

"Iron Bone Sect? Isn't this the sect that has been making a lot of noise in the city recently?"

"I heard that the leader of the Iron Bone Sect is about the same age as us, but he can defeat the peak martial arts sect and even the second-level martial king!"

"Is it so powerful?"

"You must have never imagined that that boy Ziyang has joined the Iron Bone Sect and is coming back this time to participate in the family competition!"

"A loser who can't even learn the most common martial arts in the family dares to participate in the competition. Who gave him the courage?"

"I also heard that Tiegu sent many disciples, and they are now arranged by the family master in a small independent courtyard in the West Garden."

"This disciple of this sect has fought more than seventy games with the disciples of the Shengquan Sect and has never lost a single match. He is very powerful. Come on, let's go over and have a look."

West Garden, in front of an independent courtyard.

Some of the Long family disciples climbed up to look inside, while others simply blocked the entrance.

Unfortunately, after looking for a long time, they didn't see anyone coming out of the room, which made them wonder if there was anyone living inside?

It's inhabited.

Jun Changxiao and a group of disciples lived there.

They have been practicing in their own rooms, unlike the direct descendants of the Long family. The family competition is about to begin, and they are leisurely and elegant to watch the fun together.



Jun Changxiao brought his disciples with Long Ziyang, firstly to help him avoid punishment, and secondly, in the hope of winning the first place and making the Iron Bone Sect famous.

This is his home court.

Therefore, Li Qingyang and others were allowed to practice in the room, instead of going around in the Long family and showing off in various ways, so as not to steal the limelight.

Although Su Xiaomo and Li Fei wanted to go out and visit Longyang City, they could only practice in their rooms without any worries.

On the other hand, Liu Wanshi, because she was not bound by cultivation, often took Yao Mengying out for fun. When she came back, she couldn't buy many weird gadgets.

Three days later, it was the eve of the family competition.

Long Ziyang found Jun Changxiao and said with a grimace: "Master, because I came back to participate in the sect competition, many cousins ​​who were practicing in seclusion came out and applied to participate in the family competition."

"Afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, but I'm just a little nervous."

Long Ziyang has good talent, but those cousins ​​not only have high-grade spiritual roots, but are also extremely talented in comprehending family martial arts, and are much stronger than him.

For example, the third cousin, before he ran away from home, had already broken through to the sixth level martial arts master and mastered many Long family martial arts skills.

There are also the eldest cousin and the second cousin who have entered the seventh-level martial arts master early. The former has the best spiritual roots and can be said to be the strongest direct lineage of the new generation of the Long family.

Talk.

The age difference between Long Ziyang and his several cousins ​​is only two or three years, so why are their realms so different?

It's very simple. They practice the Dragon Breath Art, a unique mental method of the Long family, and its quality has reached the highest level. It is said that it is comparable to a holy product.

The Long family is able to establish a foothold in Longyang City and have strength comparable to that of fourth- and fifth-rate sects, all because of the high-level mental technique of Dragon Breath.

In the Starfall Continent, there are countless forces that rely on mental methods to establish sects.

The most famous one is Taixuan Shengsect, which used the fragments of Taixuan Bingxinjue to create a first-class sect!

The Long family's mental skills are strong, and their direct lineage's cultivation improves very quickly.

Long Ziyang is very talented, but he cannot practice any martial arts in his family, so he can only choose general-purpose mental skills. It is normal for him to be far away from his cousins.

He knew that his family's martial arts skills were very strong, so he was nervous when the competition was about to begin, for fear that he would not be able to defeat his cousin and not be able to make a name for the Iron Bone Sect.

"I have a tranquilizer here. You will never be nervous after drinking it." Jun Changxiao threw a small bottle over.

Long Ziyang was a little confused.

Out of absolute trust in the boss, he opened the cork and drank it up.

The taste is a bit bitter and has a mellow aroma of malt.

"Hoo ho!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Long Ziyang's body.

In just a moment, his perception of the attributes of heaven and earth was instantly strengthened!

The realm has even entered the level of a fifth-grade martial artist from the fourth-grade!

That's right.

What he drank was the ultimate qualification transformation fluid.

"Head...Head..." Feeling his own changes and improvement in realm, Long Ziyang's eyes suddenly widened and he said: "This...what is going on?"

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Are you still nervous?"

"Click!"

Long Ziyang clenched his fists, and stronger power gathered in his meridians.

He said with burning eyes: "I'm not nervous at all, I still want to dance!"



"Let's learn how cats meow and meow together..." Early the next morning, dynamic and rhythmic music resounded through the inner courtyard of the Long family.

In the courtyard, Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying stood in front, meowing like a cat for a while, meowing for a while, while Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and others stood behind to dance.

Even though I am no longer in the sect, I cannot fail to do morning exercises every day.

"What is this sound?"

The direct descendants of the Long family who got up early heard the sound and came over.

After passing through the open gate, they were all stunned when they saw the Iron Bone Sect disciples making strange movements.

"What a shame!"

"A big old man still pouts!"

"If outsiders see this, my Long family's face will definitely be lost by that guy!"

The direct descendants of the Long family all despised him.

In the past, Long Ziyang must have been ashamed to be watched by so many people, especially from the same race, but now he is fully immersed in dancing.

This kind of dancing morning exercise can make you feel relaxed. Once you experience it for yourself, you will be as incapable of extricating yourself as I am!

Finished with one song.

Jun Changxiao turned off the magic sound system and said, "Let's go."

"brush!"

He waved his sleeves and walked forward.

The disciples followed him and came to the outer courtyard under the eyes of the direct descendants of the Long family.

Today is the day of the Long Family Competition. Although the talent has just emerged, many direct descendants have already gathered in the martial arts arena.

Headmaster Jun came with his disciples and immediately attracted their attention.

"The people following you should all be disciples of the Iron Bone Sect."

"Why are there still six or seven-year-old children?"

"It doesn't look like much. We have defeated the Holy Spring Sect for more than seventy games in a row, which is really incredible."

The arrival of Jun Changxiao and his disciples aroused heated discussion among the direct descendants of the Long family.

"Brother Ziyang."

At this moment, an unusual-looking young man came over and said hello with a smile.

Long Ziyang frowned slightly, but still called out: "Second cousin."

Second cousin Long Zishan walked up to him and whispered: "Join the Iron Bone Sect and come to participate in the family competition. Now you are promising."

"but."

He grinned and said: "The competition will start later. If you meet me, don't run around the martial arts arena with your head in your hands like last time."

"..."

Long Ziyang's face suddenly turned ugly.

Su Xiaomo next to him could tell from Long Zishan's smile that he was laughing at his junior brother, and he almost couldn't help but kick him over.

Calm down, calm down.

The leader has said that today is the stage for his juniors to perform, and he cannot take over the show.

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