Thinking of this, Xiao Ling slammed his fist on the rockery in the garden, although the true qi was scattered, but the half-step mortal body was still there, and the shiny stones flew sideways under the punch. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Xiao Ling ignored the blood that kept flowing on the back of his palm and strode towards the martial arts arena.

"Today, it's time to make a break...... Yue'er, wait for me ......"

The martial arts arena is a giant nest-shaped building located in a radius of two miles on the northwest side of Xiao Mansion, and the criss-crossing frame is magnificent.

Before entering the venue, I heard the voices of people in the martial arts arena from a distance, and it was very lively. Today is April 14, the 12,14th year of Tianqian Calendar, and it is also the day when Xiao Ling and a group of Tianqian Xiao family children hold a coming-of-age ceremony. It's just that few people know that today is also Xiao Ling's birthday. She, is one, just ...... Touching the white jade flute pinned to his waist, Xiao Ling firmly stepped into the martial arts arena.

The man of the Tianqian Continent was crowned at the age of eighteen, and after the crown, the family would take back all the previous benefits. For those who are suitable for martial arts, the family will be included in the form of an elite team, and the family will stay behind and distribute the allocated resources according to their natural abilities. Those who have no talent will be assigned to the family's local property to seek more benefits for the family. Jackie Chan and Jackie Chan are also rats, and it all depends on personal hard work. Of course, the status of the two is very different.

In the martial arts arena, the crown ceremony has begun. On the stage, the great elder dressed in white and with a long beard was changing a brand-new gold wire rope for a young man, and then awarded a token printed with the word "Heavenly Punishment" engraved with the dragon spitting bead pattern on the back and the "Xiao" character pattern on the bead. If the martial artist passes the qualification, he will be given a green steel sword to prove his body.

At noon, when Xiao Ling walked slowly towards the martial arts platform, disputes arose all around.

"I mean, this time the waste is going to be exiled, right?" the audience muttered bitterly.

"I don't think so, after all, it's the son of the head of the family......" Audience B hesitated.

"Cut... , what about the son of the head of the family, my Xiao family doesn't need waste......" The audience was full of jealousy.

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When Xiao Ling stood still, he saw that the Great Elder was still sitting leisurely on the chair, savoring the tea in the cup, and he didn't get up, but with a wave of his hand, a worn cloth belt slowly floated to Xiao Ling's feet. Father Xiao on the viewing platform suddenly raised his fingers angrily and stood up suddenly, but before Father Xiao made the next move, he saw Xiao Ling slowly squat down, pick up the rag belt, and throw it at the Great Elder without raising his head.

Although the Great Elder was not as strong as Xiao Tianxiao's Ninth Order of Condensation, he could also reach the level of Initial Condensation. Even if Xiao Ling's strength is still there, he can't take the Great Elder, let alone the former geniuses who are now a wasted person can hit him! The figure of the Great Elder on the Taishi's chair flashed, and the rags wiped the Great Elder's sideburns and flew towards the audience. It's just that the Great Elder didn't expect Xiao Ling to be so bold and reckless, and dodged in a hurry, although the strip of cloth that Xiao Ling threw dodged, but the tea in his hand was spilled.

"You ......" The Great Elder was about to make a difficulty, but was stopped by the Third Elder who had been paying attention for a long time, "It's just a child's family, why should the eldest brother be serious with it?"

said that seeing Xiao Ling's move, the faces of the audience changed rapidly, and they were blue and red. The toe was in a hurry, and the fierce shot staged the martial arts, and the shining silver sword in his hand stabbed at Xiao Ling's back. Xiao Ling had already realized when the figure drew his sword, but this weak and degraded body could no longer keep up with Xiao Ling's thinking rhythm. Xiao Ling, who couldn't dodge, had to turn around and grasp the blade, and the blood instantly stained his hands red.

"Xiao Ling, you dare to tease me...... My grandfather, I'll send you to see that little slut right now!" Xiao Shen looked stunned, angrily pulled out the small silver sword that Xiao Ling was holding in his hand, and slashed at Xiao Ling's neck again. Xiao Ling was able to grab the small silver sword he stabbed out with his defenseless body as a wasted person, wouldn't this make him Xiao Shen more useless than Xiao Shen, a waste person? Especially when there were no more people in the audience who paid attention, this made Xiao Shen feel a big loss of face.

"Xiao Shen!" Xiao Ling's face that has not changed much since the beginning of the martial arts arena looks hideous at this moment, even if his true qi is lost, it does not mean that his realm will also disappear with it, maybe in the face of a martial artist who has really been tempered by iron and blood, Xiao Ling can only hate on the spot, but it is indeed enough for this gentleman who is in his twenties but still hovers back to the third order of bone shaping. On weekdays, Xiao Ling can still turn a blind eye to Xiao Shen and ignore it, but at this moment, at this coronation ceremony, Elder Xiao's stimulation is in front, and Xiao Shen's assassination is behind, but Xiao Ling can't hold back anymore. As the old saying goes, "You can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore", Xiao Ling tried his best to gather the faint remnants of the trace of true qi on Zhou's body to the palm of his hand, and his right hand, which was full of blood, quickly raised his fingers, and connected his fingers to the sword body of the silver small sword that came from the swing, pinched the blade with a snap of his fingers, and quickly clenched his fist with his left hand, and hit Xiao Shen's abdomen fiercely. Xiao Ling's strong punch went down, and the true qi of Xiao Shen's belly dantian was agitated and almost collapsed.

"Poof!" The injured Xiao Shen's eyes bulged outward, his body curled up, and there was a spasm, and the silver sword in his hand came out of his hand and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Xiao Ling did not give up, stepped forward, opened his bloody palm and slapped Xiao Shen's obscene face inlaid with rat eyes, held Xiao Shen's head and pressed it to the ground, and punched Xiao Shen's abdomen again.

Under Xiao Shen's frightened and panicked gaze, Xiao Ling slowly leaned down, leaned down and leaned on Xiao Shen's ear: "You, you are not qualified to talk about Yue'er!" A creepy and gloomy voice like the Nine Ghosts of Injustice came into Xiao Shen's ears, making him shudder, "The next time we see each other, either you die or I die, let's, no, die, no, rest." With that, another punch was blasted out, but this time it only smashed on the Qinggang stone surface next to Xiao Shen's ears, cracks and a pool of crimson scattered...... Although Xiao Ling was furious, he did not lose his mind, at this moment, if he killed Xiao Shen, not to mention the head of the family, even the god Lao Tzu would not be able to protect him.

Although this incident seems to be a long time, it happened in a moment. Just when Xiao Ling's fist just hit Xiao Shen's abdomen, the Great Elder who was dragged by the Third Elder broke away violently, and slapped his palm towards Xiao Ling. Seeing that the Great Elder was the first to attack, Father Xiao on the viewing platform couldn't sit still, and shouted: "Old horseman, stop me, Lao Tzu's son can't take your turn to discipline him!" After all, there is still a difference of eight small realms! The Great Elder, who was defeated by Father Xiao's punch, stepped back a few steps in a row, and was just held up by the Third Elder who came from behind.

"Tianxiao, what are you doing here?" the third elder scolded Xiao Tianxiao sharply, and then persuaded the eldest elder, "Big brother, don't interfere with the children's fights, after all, Ling Boy is the only single seedling in the second brother's family, and the second brother exchanged his life for a few of us, do you want him to die without turning a blind eye?" After listening to the words of the third elder, the eldest elder's face was struggling, and the weather was uncertain. After a while, a cold snort came out, and I saw the Great Elder flick his sleeves away hatefully.

Xiao Ling ignored the departing Great Elder and slowly got up to look at Xiao Tianxiao. Suddenly, he knelt down, and in the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, there were three knocks in a row, and blood slowly oozed out of his forehead and flowed silently along the forehead.

"Father, forgive the child for being unfilial......"

"Ling'er, ...... you" Seeing Xiao Ling's move, Xiao Tianxiao felt a little uneasy, and looked at Xiao Ling kneeling in front of him suspiciously, hoping that he could give an explanation. saw Xiao Ling raise his palm that was still bleeding and write in the void.

"In the name of my Xiao Ling, I, Xiao Ling, officially leave the Tianqian Xiao family from today, and enter the door of the Xiao family forever, the Xiao family's honor and disgrace, and the survival of the Xiao family has nothing to do with me. So far, there is no Xiao Ling in the world, one day, I want to make the best of the world's opportunity to rely on my body, above the nine heavens! From now on, there is only the existence of my Tianyuan Ling, the avenue is proof, if you violate this oath, the form and spirit will be destroyed......" After that, the blood word suspended in the void suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and suddenly printed on Xiao Ling, uh no, now it should be called Tianyuan Ling's Baihui, and instantly disappeared into it.

Letting the blood on his hands slip and dragging his tired body, Tianyuanling turned around and walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena, and everyone in the audience unconsciously made a way for him. Tianyuanling didn't know, a stupid gaze kept sending him away, in fact, if he knew Tianyuanling, he wouldn't care, in his opinion, the owner of that gaze was no different from a dead person to himself......

Xiao Tianxiao was stunned as Tianyuan Ling's arrogant figure gradually disappeared at the exit of the martial arts arena, and he couldn't say anything left, "Ling'er ......"

Suddenly, a voice that showed old age but full of vitality echoed in Xiao Tianxiao's ears.

"Young master, don't worry, little master, it's definitely not something in the pool......"

"Yes, I've really suffered him all these years, but Longyou Shoal is always a dragon...... It's time to go!"

"Alas, I'm always ashamed of my father, after so many years, I'm still ......"