Chapter 112 Hesitating

"Bastard, don't squeeze!"

Ignoring the abuse of the passers-by and monks, Zhang Changyang squeezed forward directly, his eyes always fixed on the ring.

Originally, he squeezed out of the crowd in the surrounding arena in embarrassment, and stroked his beard habitually, intending to pretend to be nonchalant amid the angry abuse around him.

As a result, the battle in the ring broke out instantly.

Zhang Qingyuan shot out at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a series of afterimages in the air. The speed of the momentum was not inferior to that of a cultivator who had just entered the ninth level of spiritual energy!

under excitement,

Zhang Changyang's hand suddenly froze under the stage, and a small beard was pulled off.

But before he could react from the pain, the situation on the field changed, Yang Wenqian used human-level talismans to defend, and then one after another talismans lashed away.

The situation has become more critical than ever!

Under the tension, he pulled his hand again, and pulled off a bunch of beards again.

But the fierce battle on the field made Zhang Changyang's nervousness already occupy all of Zhang Changyang's mind, and one heart was mentioned in his throat, and the mere pain did not cause him the slightest attention!

In the battle, Zhang Qingyuan's strength has already surpassed Zhang Huaiyu's by no means!

how is this possible!

While Zhang Changyang couldn't believe it, his eyes also showed unprecedented hope!

hope!

This is hope!

Perhaps this year's Huainan Zhang family's quota to enter the inner door may not be lost again!

Zhang Changyang stared at the field intently,

When Yang Wenqian used the magic talismans one after another, one after another bombarded Zhang Qingyuan like a storm, Zhang Changyang couldn't help but scold the big dog, and at the same time stared nervously at Zhang Qingyuan's response, and unknowingly grabbed a handful of them. beard.

When Zhang Qingyuan used a series of methods to resist the attack of the spell storm frontally, and he was unharmed but looked a little embarrassed, Zhang Changyang was also relieved, but unconsciously pulled off a small moustache.

When Ye Wenqian gave birth to a talisman in the void, evoking the gathering of the qi of the heavens and the earth, it turned into a terrifying thunderbolt attack that contained the power of wind and thunder in the heavens and the earth, and fell.

Feeling the terrifying fluctuation of spiritual energy, Zhang Changyang's heart was once again raised to his throat, and part of the few remaining beards were pulled out again.

However, Zhang Qingyuan then showed the incomparably powerful sword-drawing technique. The sword seemed to rise in the morning, and the meteor-like rays of light swept into the sky, hitting the sky, colliding with the terrifying four-image thunder, and Zhang Changyang's heart fell again. down.

In this short quarter of an hour, Zhang Changyang's heart was almost like a roller coaster!

Unprecedented excitement!

With Zhang Qingyuan then slashing open Yang Wenqian's shield with a sword, wounding the opponent with a qi-breaking needle, and then placing a sword on Yang Wenqian's neck, he finally won the game.

Zhang Changyang also became more excited than ever.

Won!

Strongly suppressing the urge to shout, the last remaining beard was finally pulled off!

Zhang Changyang, who finally calmed down, found out that his back was already soaked in cold sweat!

"Heh, when people get old, they become frizzy, meditate, meditate..."

Take a few long breaths.

The ups and downs of the previous mood eased, and they became calm again.

But speaking of which, whoever encounters this kind of thing may not react much better than Zhang Changyang.

For ten years,

The Zhang family in Huainan has no descendants who can enter the inner door again. This year is the most promising. The genius sons of the entire Zhang family who have spent great efforts to cultivate have all lost in the last step.

As a result, not long after I was disappointed, I suddenly discovered by accident,

A descendant of his own family who was on the edge of the family's sight, not only showed his incomparable strength, but also successfully overcame the many difficulties and crossed the threshold of the inner door.

He has accomplished what even the direct son, who is heavily funded by the family, could not do it.

How can this not be exciting?

Zhang Changyang's reaction is not surprising.

However, when Zhang Changyang's mind calmed down, he found that he seemed a little too happy to be happy.

The footsteps that were going to come forward were all stopped.

"But what should I tell him?"

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan walking off the ring, Zhang Changyang, the thirteenth elder of the Zhang family, hesitated.

Originally, Zhang Changyang thought that Zhang Qingyuan was the kind of poor, lonely little guy who was not very talented in the outer courtyard, had arrogance in his heart, but in reality was not good at it.

Originally, he planned to go to comfort and unravel the poor child's heart.

I feel that the boy Zhang Qingyuan is only struggling in a place full of strangers outside, which is quite pitiful.

Zhang Changyang thought he had seen through everything.

But reality didn't just give him a living slap.

It even turned his face over and rubbed it on the ground fiercely!

The child who traveled outside the family not only entered the outer gate of Yunshui Sect with his own efforts, but also made rapid progress in the following three years, becoming the top first-class monk in the outer gate.

In the end, he did what Zhang Huaiyu, the eldest son of the family's resources, was unable to do. He successfully passed the preliminary competition and had the qualification to enter the inner door!

What kind of face and attitude should Zhang Changyang face?

Recalling everything about Zhang Qingyuan,

Zhang Changyang was even more silent for a while.

His parents died when he was a child, although Ganqi successfully became a reserve cultivator and preserved a bit of his ancestral spiritual field, but because he was a remote descendant of the family, he did not receive much attention, and he traveled outside the family from the very beginning.

Later, in order to get a place to be able to enter the entrance examination, he directly sold the spiritual field.

After going through untold hardships to get started, but because of the conflict between his own character and the strength of his first son Zhang Huaiyu, he was rejected by the clan, and traveled on the edge of the group of family children in the sect.

How should the children of such a side branch family face?

The experienced Zhang Changyang is not some idiot who thinks that the descendants of the family must give everything to the family.

If the rise of Zhang Qingyuan relied on family support, it would be better to say,

But unfortunately not.

The family's monthly welfare expenses are nothing more than a tasteless rib to maintain the incense love, and it is impossible to get anything else.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Changyang sighed, and the thought of going forward to find Zhang Qingyuan was completely dispelled.

"What to do in the end, let the clan decide!"

He took a deep look in Zhang Qingyuan's direction, and without stopping any longer, Zhang Changyang's figure merged into the vast crowd, ready to use a messenger to send back everything that happened today.

Although the mood is a little heavy.

However, compared to when he came, his footsteps were much lighter.

In any case, at least that child of Zhang Qingyuan is still in the blood of the Zhang family in Huainan, which no one can change.

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