Chapter 394 Eye-Opening?
Long Ziyang's resolute defeat of Long Zisong made the direct descendants of the Long family stunned.
certainly.
A powerful direct descendant like Long Zishan didn't take it to heart. After all, if you were to come to power yourself, you would be able to lose a second- or third-rank martial artist in seconds.
And undeniably.
Long Ziyang, who has only been away for a year, has grown a lot to achieve this level.
Long Potian's face was expressionless, and his heart blossomed with joy.
A year ago, my son was abused in various ways by the direct descendants of the seventh and eighth stages of Kaimai.
In a short period of time, you can abuse a first-level martial artist, and the growth rate is completely earth-shaking!
Don't worry.
The Long family leader is happy to be at the back.
Because as the battle of the strongest group continued, and as Long Ziyang came to power one after another, no matter whether the opponent was third-rank or fourth-rank, they all flew out.
Strong is completely unreasonable!
After practicing in the sect for so long, he was already very strong.
Then I took the qualification transformation liquid, and the spiritual root was upgraded to the top grade. Are we not strong enough?
"Pfft!"
In the fourth match, a fifth-grade martial artist's direct descendant of the Long family fell on the ground with his feet on the ground outside the martial arts field.
The direct descendants of the Long family were shocked for a long time but couldn't return to their senses.
Another spike!
This guy is too strong!
Long Zishan, who was still able to laugh at first, became solemn.
The cousin who was beaten, although weak in strength, is not weak at all in Linggen aptitude, even if he is replaced by himself, he may not be able to defeat him cleanly!
"Hey."
Standing on the stage, Long Ziyang shook his head and said, "There is no one who can fight."
Jun Chang smiled and smiled.
When the disciple pretends to be forceful on stage, he must have a lot of face as the head of the sect.
The expressions of the direct descendants of the Long family became uglier than the last.
The guy who was bullied by him back then suddenly became so arrogant, it was really unacceptable.
Long Potian is so cool now.
The son fought four battles, from the second rank to the fifth rank, all of which were quick battles. It can only show that his strength is very strong!
Long Potian looked at Jun Changxiao, his eyes filled with more intense admiration.
In just one year, I have cultivated my son so sturdy, this head must have real materials!
The elders of the Long Family began to think.
Long Ziyang, who seems to be an ordinary direct line in the family, has been trained to be so strong by him, so why not let the best in the direct line go to heaven?
It is hard to say if God is not in heaven.
However, considering the bullying and ridicule of Long Ziyang by the direct descendants of the Long family, if they want to join the Iron Bone faction, I am afraid there will be no chance.
...
The strongest group battle continues, but the atmosphere has changed.
At the beginning, many of the Long family members hoped to be matched with Long Ziyang, and then they were severely beaten, and now they are secretly praying not to meet this guy.
Some things are predestined, and it is hard to escape.
In the sixteen-to-eight stage, the number card drawn by Long Zishan just matched Long Ziyang, so the two will compete for a top eight seat.
"It's a good show." Su Xiaomo grinned.
Before the competition began, Long Zishan sneered at his junior brother with a yin and yang anger. He stood beside him and wanted to kick him. Now that he met him early, it was a good thing.
Li Qingyang said: "This person has at least the cultivation of an eighth-rank martial artist, so Junior Brother Long should not win too easily."
Jun Changxiao leaned on the back of the chair, clasped his hands, looked at Long Ziyang who was on stage, and said, "Ziyang, you can prove yourself only in this battle."
"tread."
Long Ziyang strode onto the stage and said, "Master,
The disciple will use his strength to tell his father, and tell everyone in the Long family that this stage belongs to me, Long Ziyang, and belongs to the iron-boned clan! "
His spine is straight and straight, and his hair is full of iron!
When the evil faction attacked, Long Ziyang did not fight.
Because the strength is far from Li Qingyang, Xiao Xunji and others.
However, seeing his brother defeat his opponents time and time again, he was deeply touched under the stage.
Although the family competition represents himself, there are senior brothers who are in charge of the sect and defend the honor of the sect.
this battle.
In any case, never lose!
"Hoohoo!"
In an instant, Long Ziyang's body erupted with a strong aura, and his eyes flickered with intense fighting intent.
"Sect Master, Senior Brother and Senior Sister."
He clenched his fists tightly and said loudly with sound transmission: "The undefeated record on the stage of life and death will be continued today by my Long Ziyang!"
Jun often laughed speechless.
Bullying a group of little martial artists, why are you so bloody?
Long Zishan, who had just stepped onto the stage, frowned suddenly, and secretly said, "How strong is this kid!"
From the ridicule at the beginning to the cautiousness now, it is enough to show that his cousin is no longer the cousin of the past!
"Start!" Elder Long clan shouted again.
"brush!"
Longzishan stepped on Longyoubu and attacked first.
As an eighth-rank martial artist, he was obviously much stronger than Long Zisong in the use of his family's body technique. With one step, the afterimage was almost dragged out.
"brush!"
Just as Long Zishan moved, Long Ziyang stepped on the vertical cloud and rushed over. Judging from the speed, it was obviously better!
The Longyoubu of the Long Family is a top-grade intermediate.
Is it high?
high!
However, in front of Zongyunbu of the Iron Bone School, he was still a bit weaker.
Faster than anyone else, you can't do it!
"brush!"
Long Ziyang took a step forward, carrying a fist of powerful psionic energy, and suddenly cut through the void and slammed into it.
Bursting Fist, all high-grade.
"So fast!"
Long Zishan was startled secretly, but without hesitation he raised his fist and slammed it, and there was a sound similar to the roar of a dragon.
Longyin Fist, mid-level high-level!
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two loud bangs sounded almost at the same time, and the air waves formed by layers of psychic energy suddenly spread on the martial arts field.
battle area.
Long Ziyang's right fist hit Long Zishan's chest.
Long Zishan's fist also slammed into his chest.
Both were in an attacking stance.
Deng Deng Deng Deng!
Long Zishan burst back, and then 'wow' a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Long Ziyang also stepped back, but only one step back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Second cousin, I haven't seen you for a year, and your strength is nothing more than that."
There is a gap in strength, but they have the upper hand.
Explosive Fist, win!
"brush!"
Long Potian, who was sitting on the chair, stood up directly, his eyes flickering in shock.
The two of them fought against each other just now, and the strength of the son's explosion has reached 80,000 jin, which is not inferior to the eighth-grade high-level martial artist like Longzishan!
Could it be...
His hands trembled, and he couldn't help himself: "My son is a fifth-grade martial artist?!"
"Long Patriarch."
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting next to him, said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, please sit down and watch the battle."
"..."
Long Potian could still sit down, so he just stood and watched.
The elders of the Long family were confused, and it was difficult for them to calm down when such a powerful force erupted against Long Ziyang.
"No...impossible..."
Long Zishan, who was vomited blood, had an unbelievable look in his eyes.
Judging from the breath of that guy's hair, he clearly only has a fifth-grade martial artist, so why is he not weaker than himself in terms of strength!
"brush!"
Long Ziyang rushed over again, turned his right hand into a palm, and shouted, "Kaishan Palm!"
"call!"
The wind is howling, and the air waves are rushing around!
Seeing this, Long Zishan took a staggered step and shouted angrily, "Kang Long Zhang!"
"Hoohoo!"
boom--------
Long Ziyang directly broke the condensed Kanglong Palm, and cut it directly on Longzishan's left shoulder with the back of his hand.
The power is heavy, and it erupts like a flood!
"Wow!"
Longzishan spurted blood directly, his whole body flew up, and fell heavily on the edge of the martial arts field.
"This……"
The direct line of the Long family was dumbfounded.
After two moves, Longzishan, known as one of the strongest direct descendants of the Long family, was beaten into such a tragic state!
Long Ziyang walked over step by step, stood in front of his second cousin who was injured and fell to the ground, looked down at him with a strong posture, and said expressionlessly, "Is it an eye-opener?"