When Yang Xiaotian heard this, he clenched his fists.
He didn't expect that his grandfather would be so partial.
Not only did he give all of his foundation-building spirit liquid to Yang Zhong to swallow and practice, but he also handed over all the silk and satin business that his father had managed to his uncle.
Is it all because he awakened the Wugui Martial Spirit?
Just because she embarrassed him in front of everyone in Xingyue City? So even his father was angry.
Yang Xiaotian returned to his room and continued to practice.
Didn't Grandpa give all his share of the Foundation-Building Spiritual Liquid to Yang Zhong for cultivation? Then he would let the people of Yangjiazhuang know that even if he didn't have the Foundation-Building Spiritual Liquid, he would still be stronger than Yang Zhong.
While Yang Xiaotian continued to practice, Yang Ming looked at his grandson Yang Zhong with satisfaction in Yang Zhong’s courtyard. Yang Zhong did not disappoint him. After swallowing two portions of foundation-building spirit liquid last night, the effect of his practice was better than he expected. Even better.
Qingluan is worthy of being a level 10 martial spirit with the bloodline of an ancient divine beast.
"How do you feel?" Yang Ming asked his grandson Yang Chong with a loving look.
Yang Zhong was full of confidence: "Grandpa, don't worry, in one month, before the family annual meeting, I will definitely break through the first level and become a first-level warrior!"
One month, first level!
When Yang Ming heard this, his eyes lit up and he laughed: "Okay, if you can break through the first level before the family annual meeting, grandpa will reward you heavily!"
If Yang Zhong can break through the first level and become a first-level warrior after practicing for a month, it will definitely break the record of Qingyue City and shock Qingyue City. Then in Qingyue City, he will not only have a bright face.
Several days passed.
Yang Ming went to Yang Zhong's courtyard every day and personally taught Yang Zhong how to practice. Seeing that his grandson Yang Zhong was making rapid progress every day, Yang Ming felt happy.
It seems that Yang Zhong can break through the first level in less than a month.
And Yang Xiaotian also practiced hard without leaving home.
That night, Yang Xiaotian was devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Suddenly, like a spring silkworm breaking out of its cocoon, a subtle sound sounded in his body.
Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed.
After four days of hard training, he finally made another breakthrough and entered the second level.
In the world of martial arts, even many geniuses with tenth-level martial arts usually need three or four months of training to break through to the second level, but it only took him four days!
Yang Xiaotian could not suppress his excitement.
Although he didn't know if anyone in the martial arts world could break through to the second level in four days, there was absolutely no such person in their Shenhai Kingdom.
After dawn, Yang Xiaotian stopped practicing and felt refreshed and full of energy.
He came to the courtyard and began to practice the Tai Chi Sutra. Each move moved smoothly. As he walked, a stream of air coiled around his body.
After breaking through to the second level of warrior, Yang Xiaotian found that his internal strength was also somewhat improved.
While Yang Xiaotian was practicing the Tai Chi Sutra, he saw his sister Yang Ling'er running in from outside crying.
Yang Xiaotian felt strange. Just when he was about to ask, he saw a red palm print on his sister's pink face, and the entire left side of her face was red and swollen.
Looking at his sister's entire left face which was red and swollen, Yang Xiaotian suddenly became furious: "Who hit her?"
Yang Ling'er cried out, but kept shaking her head and refused to say anything.
Yang Xiaotian saw that the palm print was not big, it should have been slapped by a child of the same age, and said angrily: "Did Yang Zhong hit you?"
Yang Ling'er still shook her head and cried. Although her sister didn't say anything, when Yang Xiaotian asked about Yang Zhong, there was still something wrong with her expression. Yang Xiaotian said angrily: "Let's go, brother and you go to settle the score with him!" At this point, he pulled his sister to ask. Go find Yang Zhong.
But as soon as he pulled his sister up, Yang Ling'er said it hurt. Yang Xiaotian was confused and couldn't help but pull up his sister's sleeves, only to see shocking whip marks on both arms.
Although there was no bleeding, it hurt just to look at it.
Yang Xiaotian was furious: "Yang Zhong still whips you?"
With tears in her eyes, her younger sister Yang Ling'er finally nodded and cried: "Yang Zhong called you a turtle. I couldn't get angry and scolded him."
What happened after that is self-evident.
Yang Xiaotian was so furious that he took his sister and rushed out of the yard to find Yang Zhong. Not far out of the yard, he saw Yang Zhong and several sons who were in charge of Yangjiazhuang walking over, holding a whip and talking and laughing.
"Yang Zhong, did you hit my sister?" Yang Xiaotian rushed forward.
Yang Zhong looked at the angry Yang Xiaotian and didn't take it to heart. He laughed and said, "Yes, I was the one who hit him. Why, you turtle brother wants to stand up for your sister?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaotian rushed out and slapped him.
Yang Xiaotian practiced Tai Chi Sutra and was very agile. Yang Zhong couldn't dodge, and was immediately slapped on the left side of the face by Yang Xiaotian.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Yang Zhong was staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Yang Zhong was slapped until his head was dizzy and his ears were ringing. His face was full of disbelief. Ever since he awakened his martial soul, he had been the proud son of Yang Family Village. His grandfather loved him extremely and held him in his hand. Everyone was afraid that he would fall, but Yang Xiaotian dared to hit him!
Yang Xiaotian, who had awakened his second level martial spirit, dared to hit him!
"You! How dare you hit me!" Yang Zhong covered his face and yelled angrily, and then yelled at several Yangjiazhuang children present: "What are you doing standing here? Hit me, beat him to death!"
Upon hearing this, several children from Yangjiazhuang stepped forward to besiege Yang Xiaotian. However, these children of the same age were no match for Yang Xiaotian, and they were quickly knocked down one by one by Yang Xiaotian.
Seeing this, Yang Zhong picked up the whip and whipped it at Yang Xiaotian's face. If the whip hit, it would definitely be serious. Yang Xiaotian dodged, grabbed the opponent's whip, pulled the whip over, and then whipped it back with his backhand.
Yang Zhong's arm was slapped, and he cried and screamed in pain: "Yang Xiaotian, when I break through the first level, I will beat you to death at the family's year-end meeting!"
Family year-end meeting?
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and it was obvious that Yang Zhong's cry had alarmed everyone in Yangjiazhuang.
The first person to arrive was Yang Hai. As soon as Yang Hai arrived at the scene, he saw Yang Zhong crying and screaming.
When Yang Zhong saw his father coming, he pointed at Yang Xiaotian and cried, "Father, Yang Xiaotian hit me in the face." Then he pulled up his sleeves and said, "He also whipped me."
Yang Hai looked at his son's red and swollen face and the whip marks on his arms, and suddenly became furious. Without asking the reason, he said angrily to Yang Xiaotian: "You are so cruel at such a young age. Your parents don't know how to teach you, then I will Teach you well!" Having said this, he raised his palm and was about to slap Yang Xiaotian in the face.
"Brother, stop!" Yang Chao rushed over, saw it from a distance, and exclaimed.
When Yang Hai saw Yang Chao coming, he had to stop and was about to ask angrily when he saw his father Yang Ming also coming.
"What's going on?" Yang Ming asked from a distance.
"Father, it's Xiaotian. He hit Zhong'er in the face and whipped him with a whip." Yang Hai stepped forward and said, "Zhong'er's face was swollen."
"What?!" Yang Ming's expression changed and he stepped forward to take a look. Sure enough, his grandson Yang Zhong's face was swollen.
