Long Ziyang won, but he didn't win well.

Because Long Ziyang lost in forcibly using high-level martial arts, he was not defeated by himself.

In fact, if you think about it from another angle, it is actually a victory to resist five bombardments with a seal cover, and you can still be unharmed.

As Long Zixuan said the words 'you won', the fight was over.

The descendants of the Long family were all stunned on the spot.

The strongest descendant of the Long family used the strongest martial arts of the Long family, but he didn't defeat that guy, this is really unimaginable!

"Poof!"

Long Ziyang sat on the ground with his buttocks, bared his teeth and grinned: "Brother Hall, your Phantom Tyrannosaurus palm is too strong, I almost didn't carry it." ”

Long Zixuan: "......"

This thing is definitely performing, definitely to save some face for himself.

Yes.

Long Ziyang sat paralyzed on the ground, just to save face for the lobby brother.

After all, they are of the same race, and they don't have any deep hatred.

Even the descendants of the Long family, who were lying together neatly before, were only abused by him, and did not suffer internal injuries.

Long Potian burst into tears, and his hands were shaking violently.

My son, won.

Won the strongest of the younger generation of the Long family!

At that moment, as a father, he was proud and proud!

Jun Chang laughed, and the sweaty fist in his palm loosened.

When Long Zixuan cast the Spirit Tyrannosaurus Palm and blasted over, he seemed to be extremely calm, but in fact, he panicked in his heart, for fear that his disciple would not be able to bear it.

The system said: "You, this disciple, there is a gap between you and Long Zixuan in terms of strength, but the strength of your physical body is far ahead, and you have no problem with casting the seal cover, and there is no problem with the hard anti-spiritual power-type illusion technique." ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's not bad to make the host nervous. ”

"Damn. ”

......

At the end of the Long family competition, Long Ziyang won the first place in the strongest group, and defeated the strongest descendants of the Long family, undoubtedly proving himself with strength.

It also proves the martial arts of the Iron Bone Sect.

Although the level is not too high, at least it is not inferior to most of the martial arts of the Long family.

"Hey. ”

In the courtyard of the West Garden, Su Xiaomo rubbed his hands and said, "I also want to fight with that Holy Spiritual Root Long Zixuan." ”

Li Qingyang shook his head and said, "The strength of this Long family's lineage is too strong, if we don't rely on the head of the sect to give us spells, it will be difficult for us to defeat." ”

Yes.

It was difficult for them to compete with Long Zixuan.

But it's not all the same, at least the physical strength is stronger than the other party.

High defense, sometimes a type of attack.

For example, Long Ziyang, relying on the seal cover, exhausted Long Zixuan.

"Cut. ”

Night Star, who was sitting in the distance, snorted coldly.

Of course, you can't beat him, but if this emperor fights with him, he will definitely be able to abuse him and not find the north.

Why is the Night Emperor confident?

Because, during this time, he was not only participating in the martial arts of the Wu Sect, but also practicing the martial arts of his previous life.

Of course.

High-level martial arts, because of the lack of cultivation, it is difficult to display them, but it is still no problem to perform top-level martial arts.

The Long family has many martial arts?

Can it be more than our Lord Night Emperor?

If it was Night Xingchen and Long Zixuan who fought before, all kinds of martial arts could shake him dizzy.

It's a pity that this is the Long family, and it is Long Ziyang's home field, and it is difficult for the Night Emperor to come out and pretend to be forced.

......

"Son. ”

In the study, Long Potian said behind his back: "Don't go back to the Iron Bone Sect, stay in the family and continue to cultivate." ”

"Huh?"

Long Ziyang was dumbfounded.

Long Potian said: "Dad and the elders are also old, and you juniors should also have responsibilities." ”

"Father, I ......"

"Based on your performance yesterday, you will inherit the position of head of the family in the future, and I believe that no one will object to it. ”

Long Ziyang was stunned again.

The head of the family, he hadn't even thought about it before.

After all, the gap between them and the lobby brother is too big, I didn't expect that my father would value himself so much now!

"You stay, for the Father's Council and the head of the Jun Sect to explain. "The dragon breaks the heavens.

"Father. ”

Long Ziyang said: "My son is a disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect one day, and he has been a disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect all his life, please let me follow the head back to the sect to continue cultivating!"

Not bad.

The position of the head of the family is very tempting.

But Long Ziyang never thought about inheriting in the past, he just wanted to follow the head of the sect wholeheartedly, and practice and live in the sect with a group of senior brothers and disciples.

"Of course, the head of the Jun family can train you to become a talent, but my Long family also needs an heir. Long Potian said in a deep voice.

"Poof!"

Long Ziyang knelt down and said, "Father, I just want to follow the head of the family, and the hall brothers are also qualified to be heirs." ”

"Bastard!" Long Potian scolded.

As a father, he has selfish intentions and naturally wants to pass on the position of head of the family to his son, not to his nephew.

In the past, Long Ziyang's performance disappointed him, and he didn't think about it.

Now that his strength has improved, and he can defeat Long Zixuan, he naturally has the intention of becoming the head of the young family.

Those elders must have nothing to say!

It's a pity that Long Ziyang doesn't want to take over a family comparable to the fourth or fifth rate.

He prefers to be in the Iron Bone Zheng faction, although the cultivation is very hard, although he is occasionally hit in the face by the ball, but there is warmth and love there, and it is his second home!

"Father's ......"

"Don't say it. ”

Long Potian said: "I have already talked to the head of the Jun family, he has now taken his disciples away, from today on, you will learn the way of running a family from your father in the Long family." ”

"Palm...... The boss is gone?"

Long Ziyang's body trembled, and he stood up and rushed out.

When he came to the courtyard of Xiyuan, he didn't see the head of the house, he didn't see the same door, he only saw a piece of paper on the table in the living room.

"Ziyang, be your descendant in the Long family, and take over as the head of the family in the future, this seat is also good to show off to outsiders, the current head of the Long family is cultivated by this seat. ”

"Remembered. ”

"A disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect for one day, a disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect for a lifetime. ”

"Don't chase after me, this is the order of the master. ”

The person who made the payment, Jun often smiled.

"Boss. ”

Long Ziyang held the letter in the palm of his hand, and tears suddenly couldn't help but flow down.

"Whoa————

Dark clouds were gathering and heavy rain was pouring down.

Looking at Longyang City from the wild, the rain and mist were shrouded, as if it was covered with a thin layer of gauze.

On the official road.

Jun Chang smiled and led his disciples to walk in the rain.

Because of the spiritual power to protect the body, the moment the water droplets came into contact with the clothes, they were bounced out.

"Boss. ”

Li Qingyang said: "Won't Senior Brother Long go back with him?"

"After all, he is the descendant of a big family, how can he stay in the Iron Bone Sect forever. Jun Chang smiled.

"Hey. ”

Su Xiaomo said sadly: "I didn't expect that this time I came to the Long family with Senior Brother Long, but it became a farewell. ”

Liu Wanshi cried and said, "Master, I don't want Senior Brother Long to leave, I hope everyone will always be happy together." ”

Jun Changxiao looked up at the gloomy sky, and said with a complicated mood: "There is no feast in the world. ”

The crowd fell silent.

A year is not too long, but these disciples, in the laughter and laughter, and in the arduous cultivation, have long cultivated a deep sense of solidarity.

Now that he is separated from Long Ziyang, he has mixed feelings.

"Huh?"

At this time, Su Xiaomo raised her head, pointed ahead, and exclaimed, "Boss, look!"

Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang and others looked over one after another, and saw a man standing on the official road in front of him.

His hair was wet and his eyelashes were dripping with water, but his gaze was steadfast.

Who is it?

It's Long Ziyang!

"Master!"

He clenched his fists, knelt on the ground with a puff, splashed with water, and roared loudly: "Unless you expel me from the sect, I, Long Ziyang, will always follow you, and I will always be a disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect!"

Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and the others laughed.

The teary-eyed Liu Wanshi also burst into laughter.

Jun Changxiao shook his head and walked over, then summoned the historical bamboo slip, patted him on the head, and said, "The man of the iron-boned Zheng faction has gold under his knees, stand up for this seat." ”

"Brush!"

Long Ziyang stood up and straightened his back.

Jun Changxiao turned around and shouted at Longyang City: "Master Long, this is your son's own choice, I, Jun Changxiao, will take him away today." ”

"Hey. ”

On the tower of the city, there was a long sigh from Long Potian.

Son

Respect your choices for the Father.

(End of chapter)