The origin of doom

Chapter 675

After the battle, Xiyue didn't keep us for dinner. Thinking about it, it's right, given him such a big blow, and then keeping us for dinner, how hearty is it?

On the way back, Feng Shenxiu's complexion was not very good.

I asked: "What's the matter, Senior Feng? Didn't we just win? Why is your face uglier than losing?"

Feng Shenxiu sighed: "My Huanyu Pavilion also recruits talents all the year round, but for thousands of years, there has never been a fifth-level cultivator. It's not that they are not talented enough, but that the spiritual power of the earth is getting thinner and thinner. It is not good news to have mastered the method to let people enter the fifth level.

Indeed, the dark alliance is too restless, but Feng Shenxiu told me this, he must be thinking. . .

Sure enough, Feng Shenxiu continued: "Xiaolong, you know that the Huanyu Pavilion has been silently guarding the earth, so I have the audacity to make two requests. First, I hope that you and your wife will join the Huanyu Pavilion, and I will definitely give your leader Second, if you don’t want to join, at least tell us the cultivation method, if you don’t have the strength to match the dark alliance, the dark alliance will definitely run amok, after all, Xiyue doesn’t care about the life or death of the world.”

Feng Shenxiu clarified the stakes earnestly, but I refused without thinking: "I disagree, both of them disagree."

Feng Shenxiu smiled wryly: "Forget it, it is human nature to disagree. With your current strength, you can completely start anew and create a new superpower. I only hope that Huanyu Pavilion will be able to make friends with you by then..."

I am speechless, so able to reason, is your surname Maori?I haven't said anything yet, and you draw the conclusion based on Barabara's reasoning.

"Senior Feng." I interrupted his reasoning: "Please don't worry, I don't mean to start anew. I'm in a hurry today. Let's go to the Magic Rain Pavilion another day. Goodbye."

Ning Rou also said politely: "Senior Feng, goodbye."

Then, we accelerated abruptly, leaving Feng Shenxiu out of sight. . .

……

Half an hour later, Capital No. [-] Middle School.

Ning Rou and I stood at the school gate: "I haven't seen Duo Duo for many years, and I don't know if I will recognize it later. Coincidentally, Yang Jian also goes to school here. Let's take a look at him, it's like a gift."

Ning Rou scolded: "Isn't that your son, why are you so ruthless?"

"It's the boy who insisted on making him my godson, but I didn't admit it... Well, no kidding, look over there."

In the shade of the teaching building, five teenagers were squatting there talking, and one of them said with a big arm: "Unfortunately, my second uncle died in the last days. He was the captain of Mojin during his lifetime, and he made those ancient cultural relics reappear in the world. He has made great contributions to the archaeological world, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a hero!"

Another boy with teary eyes hurriedly flattered: "Brother Zhao, then you are also a descendant of a hero!"

They were loud on purpose, obviously speaking for others to hear.

On a bench not far away, a man and a woman are sitting. The girl is sixteen or seventeen years old, with soft features. She is [-]% similar to her eldest cousin. She is a full-fledged beauty, and the ugly school uniform looks good on her. .

As for the boy next to him, he can't be said to be very handsome, but he has sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, a calm demeanor, and faint fluctuations of internal energy from his body.

The girl asked: "I don't see my brother, Captain Mojin is a tomb robber, right? Is it really that good?"

Yang Bujian shook his head: "The real tomb robbers are not as heroic as in the novels. They only have funerary objects in their eyes...the tomb contains various organs and poison gas, so the tomb robbers often cannot die well."

The girl praised: "I don't see my brother knows so much."

Yang Jianjian explained it so professionally, "Brother Zhao" is not going to do it, and he agreed to let me pretend to be aggressive in front of the school belle today, but you pretended to be all by yourself, is that okay?So he led his younger brothers to surround him: "Boy, do you dare to say that my second uncle is not a hero? You are so good at studying, I have long since disliked you, if you are a man, you will fight me one-on-one!"

As he spoke, he also showed off his biceps.

"Boring. Dodo, let's go back to the classroom."

"Okay, no brother."

With that said, the two got up and walked towards the door of the teaching building.

Was ignored? 'Brother Zhao' was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the guts: "Hold him down for me!"

Yang didn't know how to knock them down, but he didn't hit hard, otherwise they would have turned into corpses.

'Brother Zhao' felt ashamed, so he put down his harsh words: "My dad is a supernatural being, boy, just wait for me!"

Yang Bujian didn't bother to talk to him, and took Xu Duoduo into the teaching building. . .

"Brother Zhao, I didn't expect that this kid not only studies well, but also has a lot of skills."

'Brother Zhao' looked gloomy: "Shut up! Let my dad teach him a lesson after school at noon, I want him to regret coming to this world..."

Outside the campus, we happened to witness all of this, Ning Rou said: "A person with supernatural powers? I'm afraid it will be troublesome if Yang doesn't see her."

I crossed my arms: "Anyway, there is a good show to watch, let's stand far away later, so as not to be discovered..."

……

At noon, as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, students rushed out of the campus, but 'Brother Zhao' was the first to run out. He ran to a strong man and said something.

Not long after, Yang Jianjian and Xu Duoduo also came out, but they were stopped by the strong man.

"Boy, I heard that you beat my son? As an elder, I won't beat you. Call your father and I will beat him up."

"I want to explain two points: first, I didn't beat your son. Second, you are not my father's opponent." After speaking, Yang Bubu took Duoduo around.

The strong man grabbed at his shoulder, but Yang didn't see a slight mistake in his footsteps, so he easily dodged.

"Huh?" The brawny man froze for a moment, speeded up a bit, and grabbed it again!
But he was still avoided by Yang Bujian.

In the distance, a man in a black suit ran over and put his hands in his arms: "Master Yang, I'll help you!"

"No, you take Dodo and go first, he is not an ordinary person, your weapon won't work."

Xu Duoduo shook his head and said, "I won't go."

The black-clothed bodyguard persuaded: "Miss, you will distract Young Master Yang if you stay."

Xu Duoduo thought for a while: "Okay, then let's stand far away and wait until we don't see brother."

After Xu Duoduo left, the brawny man said: "I never thought there would be such a master in the school, boy, you aroused my belligerent heart, as long as you catch three tricks today, this matter will be forgotten. Don't worry, I will let you go!" Use only [-]% of your strength."

Seeing that there was going to be a fight here, everyone hurriedly gathered around to watch, and soon formed a vacuum circle.

The brawny man shook his wrist: "Boy, don't blame me for bullying the young with the big. My hands are really itchy when I meet a master."

After finishing speaking, he punched him, very fast, like a tiger descending the mountain!Regardless of speed or strength, they have reached the level of Huajin masters!
Yang Bu met with a solemn expression, and used the improved version of Taijiquan from Xiayun Mansion to remove this move.Although it seemed relaxed, his wrist was already injured, and it quickly became red and swollen.

When this trick was caught, the strong man was not only not angry, but even more excited: "Not bad, boy, I will increase my strength next!"

With that said, the brawny man punched again!
Yang Jian also practiced Changhong Xuangong, and immediately detonated the air mass in his dantian, dodging away at a very fast speed!
The strong man's eyes lit up: "Interesting! It was [-]% strength just now, try changing to [-]% strength next time!"

As he said that, he punched again, and because the punch was too fast, it caused a sonic boom!This has already reached the Xiantian state, that is, the eighth level. If this is his [-]% strength, then his real strength should be around the second level of the eighth level.

Yang Jian is only in the early stage of energy transformation, it is impossible to withstand this attack.

At first, he wanted to dodge with explosive speed, but he found that he couldn't, so he could only cross his arms in front of him to resist.

'Kakkaka. '

Several bones shattered, and Yang Bujian flew backwards like a cannonball, but there was still a crowd of onlookers behind him. Ordinary people would die on the spot if they were hit!
Yang Jianjian wanted to twist his body in the air, but he couldn't do it at all.

The strong man also exclaimed that it was not good, and wanted to catch Yang, but it was a pity that the crowd was too close and it was too late!

At this moment, a black shadow streaked across the sky, caught Yang and disappeared.

It's Yang Jiannan!

"Son! How are you!" the boy asked anxiously.

"I'm fine." Yang Bujian said, "This uncle is not a bad person, he just wants to compete with me."

The strong man said embarrassingly: "I was excited just now, and I used too much strength. I'm sorry, young man."

The boy was very distressed: "Damn it, you beat my son like this and devoured my "Golden Sword Art"!"

The poor man supported his son with one hand, and formed a sword finger with the other hand, and then gestured blindly at the strong man.

After making gestures, he helped his son and left.

A thought popped up in the hearts of the audience: Is this person crazy?

But within a few seconds, there was a bang, and the strong man's clothes were torn apart!There are no wounds on the body!

It turned out to be a big move!However, it was other people's clothes that exploded!
There was an uproar all around, and several foreigners repeatedly called out Yasuo Yasuo. . .

(End of this chapter)