The next morning, Zhang Yang didn't go to the forest to practice Tiger Cannon Boxing early, he was waiting for someone!

Yesterday, Zhang Yang beat up Lan Lin violently, and it spread almost all over the island in half a day, and his father Zhang Long will definitely know.

Zhang Yang was waiting, just waiting for his father to send someone to ask him about it, and at that time, he happened to propose the matter of entering the family tree, and his son became a warrior, and his father would definitely agree.

Although Zhang Yang didn't have any feelings about entering the family tree, the bet with the head of the Murong family made him have to do so.

Sunlight penetrated into the room, making Zhang Yang's room warm.

At this time, Zhang Yang was kneeling cross-legged on the bed, his hands forming a strange handprint, and some faint white yuan energy entered his body through the seven orifices, and then refined it through the soul devouring meridians for his own use.

Suddenly, there was a faint knock on the door, "Bang, bang, bang!"

"Young Master Yang, are you awake?" a soft female voice came into the room.

Zhang Yang withdrew his handprint, exhaled softly, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a red light, and then his face returned to indifference.

"Wake up, come in!" Zhang Yang said calmly with the corners of his mouth upturned.

The door was pushed open, and an older maid walked in with her head bowed, followed by two young maids, each holding toiletries.

The older maid headed by the eldest maid was the maid who asked Zhang Yang to go to the house to advocate the dragon's study that day.

The maid no longer had the arrogance of that day, he bent down slightly, lowered his head, looked very restrained, and even a little scared.

"Young Master Yang, the slave maid has prepared the washing utensils, please wash up first, and the head of the family will let you go to the council hall in a while, and there is something important to discuss. The maid said with some trepidation, she was afraid that Zhang Yang would hate her rude behavior.

Zhang Yang suddenly became a martial artist, and he taught Lan Lin a lesson yesterday, and Lan Lin was almost formless, and many people got the news.

Now many of the subordinates of the Zhang family who used to despise Zhang Yang are a little frightened, for fear that Zhang Yang will beat them up in turn.

"Drop it! I'll be there in a moment. Zhang Yang said casually, and did not want to make things difficult for this maid in turn.

In his senses, he was just a subordinate, and he didn't do anything to himself, but he was rude a little bit.

Now if he really wants to take revenge on these little things, then the entire Zhang Mansion will be overturned by himself!

"Well, the slave and maid are leaving!" Seeing that Young Master Yang did not deliberately find fault with herself, the maid hurriedly responded.

The two little maids behind him put down the washing utensils, and followed the panicked maids out of Zhang Yang's room.

At this time, Zhang Yang heard the voice of the frightened maid outside the house

"Thank God! Finally, this Young Master Yang seems to be fine, he didn't retaliate against me for what happened in the past, we used to do a little too much. ”

Hearing the maid's voice, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "It's just a group of snobs, it's not worth being angry, it feels good to have strength!"

Looking at the toiletries, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a sentence:

Life is really changeable, once I was in a daze with a set of "cups", but now someone took the initiative to send "washing utensils". That's the difference in strength!"

After getting out of bed and washing up, Zhang Yang wore a martial arts outfit, looking capable and energetic.

He left the room and walked to his father, Zhang Long's council room, where many people whispered about yesterday's events.

Zhang Yang, who has sensitive facial features, heard it, and some said that the violent beating of Lan Lin was absolutely fake, and some people said that he had provoked Young Master Yang, and he didn't know what revenge he would receive.

But Zhang Yang was calm and abnormal, and he didn't care about the gossip in the house.

Finally, Zhang Yang walked to the door of the council hall, he knocked on the door, and then said, "Father, I'm here." ”

"Come in!" Zhang Long's rough voice came from inside the room.

Pushing the door and walking into the conference hall, Zhang Yang saw his father Zhang Long sitting in the middle of the seat, and the three uncles sitting on Zhang Long's right hand.

"I've seen three uncles!" Zhang Yang smiled and arched his hand to the three of them.

"I heard that you injured the Lan family's Lan Lin yesterday, but is there such a thing?" Zhang Long said first.

Zhang Yang's posture was straight, he looked very calm, and he said calmly: "They did it first, and he said that I am a dog mongrel, father, do you think I should teach him a lesson?"

"What? This little bastard dares to say that! Okay, just hit it, the junior's business has nothing to do with our elders. Zhang Long agreed with Zhang Yang's approach.

Saying that Zhang Yang is a "dog mongrel" doesn't mean that he is scolded as an old dog? Zhang Long was naturally a little angry, and it happened that Zhang Yang taught Lan Lin a lesson.

"Father, you can ask the people who watched the excitement yesterday. Zhang Yang said.

Zhang Long said calmly: "Forget it, sit down!"

"Hmm!" Zhang Yang sat on a chair to Zhang Long's left.

Then, Zhang Long asked with a slight smile: "Xiaoyang, how long have you become a martial artist? ”

"Half a month ago, my father, now that I have become a warrior, I think I can enter the family tree. Zhang Yang said the main purpose of coming.

"Genealogy! You kid is direct, I called you here today for this reason. Zhang Long smiled, and his youngest son finally became a martial artist, which made him quite happy.

When Zhang Long saw Zhang Yang's palm, he was suddenly stunned, "This kid has practiced Tiger Cannon Boxing!"

Zhang Long also practiced Tiger Cannon Boxing, and his attainments were very high, so of course he could find problems through Zhang Yang's palms and limbs.

In order to confirm his guess, Zhang Long proposed: "I heard that you defeated Lan Lin, who is already a two-star warrior, with one move yesterday, since your three uncles are here, let's see your strength!"

"Good!"

The words were closed, Zhang Yang was not pretentious, he instantly turned into a claw with one hand, his arm flashed, and he directly inserted it into the wooden table with the coffee table next to him, but the wooden table did not move at all, but it was only penetrated through five holes!

"Click!"

Zhang Yang pinched hard, and he directly grabbed a big hole in the wooden table. Then, he turned his claws into fists and punched them on the table.

"Whoa!"

The entire wooden table was shattered into hundreds of pieces by Zhang Yang's punch, and it fell apart into a mess of wood!

"Click!"

Zhang Long instantly crushed the teacup in his hand, and the tea ran down his arm and soaked his sleeve!

"Concentrate the Tiger Claw! Fist Power Disperse!" he said in surprise in his heart, he knew how to fight Tiger Cannon Fist, and of course he knew the power of practicing this fist for several stages.

Zhang Long hurriedly said: "You only became a martial artist half a month ago?

I think that back then, when Zhang Yang's father Zhang Long first practiced Tiger Cannon Boxing, it took more than three months to break the wood and disperse the power of the force.

It is relatively easy for a one-star samurai to break a wooden table, but if he doesn't have skills, he will collapse the wooden table with one punch, at most a small hole in the plank, and the four wooden legs will not be affected and scattered.

But Zhang Yang is different, when his fingers are inserted into the tabletop, the rest of the wooden table is not broken, which fully proves that his speed of grasping is fast and the concentration of his attacks is so high!

And the punch behind can shatter the entire table hundreds of times, and even the table legs are broken into rotten wood.

This is the initial power of the Tiger Cannon Fist, if this is slapped on a martial artist of the same level, it will definitely not be a problem to break a few bones of the enemy.

Zhang Yang's three uncles were all shocked, and some didn't believe Zhang Yang's attack, they only learned the tiger cannon fist when they became martial artists.

Now that Zhang Yang said that he has only been a warrior for half a month, that is, a warrior, he can do it to such an extent now, how can he make people believe it!

Seeing the expressions of his father and the three uncles, Zhang Yang was really a little proud in his heart, and he said confidently: "Big brother knows, I told my eldest brother that day, my father said that day that I would become a martial artist in a month, I said that there is enough time, naturally it is not child's play." ”

Zhang Yang seemed to be very natural, as if becoming a martial artist was a natural thing.

"Okay! You will enter the family tree today, brothers, do you agree?" Zhang Long laughed out loud, and then asked the three brothers.

"Xiaoyang became a martial artist, it is worth celebrating, and it is natural to enter the genealogy. Zhang Yang's second uncle Zhang Hu agreed, he and Zhang Long are brothers, so they naturally listen to the eldest brother.

"Let's carry out the initiation ceremony today!" the third uncle, Zhang Bao, agreed.

"Well, let's prepare for the initiation ceremony!" the fourth uncle, Zhang Xiong, agreed with the third child's words.

These two are brothers, standing on the same line.

Hearing the words of the third uncle, Zhang Yang said in his heart: "Deliberately make me embarrassed, only when foreigners join the clan, there will be a ceremony to join the clan." Let me perform the ritual, which means that I used to be a foreigner, and your son is not good, and you are not good, old bastard. ”

The Zhang family is relatively large, of course, the insiders also have a struggle for power, and the third uncle Zhang Bao and Zhang Yang's father Zhang Long failed to hold a grudge against each other.

When Zhang Yang was very young, his third uncle Zhang Bao was very mean to him, and his son Zhang Yihai often bullied Zhang Yang. It wasn't a pro in the first place, Zhang Bao wanted Zhang Yang to lose face this time.

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "What the third uncle said is not right, I am the son of the head of the family, the grandson of the eldest elder, and the initiation ceremony is prepared for people of foreign races to join the clan, do you say that my biological father and grandfather are also foreigners?"

Originally, Zhang Yang was a waste, and many of the children of the Zhang family were very happy, so there was one less candidate to compete for the position of the head of the family, so naturally when Zhang Yang did not become a martial artist, he often bullied Zhang Yang.

Therefore, Zhang Yang has no good impression of many people in the Zhang family, and he speaks respectfully on the surface, but he is sarcastic on the inside.

Zhang Long frowned, and shouted angrily at Zhang Yang: "Xiaoyang, don't talk nonsense, your third uncle just made a mistake for a while, which is defined by you as a child." ”

"Yes, father," Zhang Yang bowed his head and said, but his movements on the chair were very casual, and he had no intention of admitting his mistake at all.

But Zhang Long flashed a trace of satisfaction, Zhang Bao often fought with him, and he also felt that this cousin was unhappy,

Especially today's words, it is clear that he is losing face, and he scolded Zhang Yang. In fact, it was also so that Zhang Bao had no chance to scold Zhang Yang. Zhang Long suddenly found that this little son's madness in some aspects was also very similar to him.

"Alright! I'll have your name added to the family tree. In the future, I will practice more, and strive to cultivate Tiger Cannon Boxing, and then the younger generation of my Zhang family will have one more Tiger Cannon Boxing master. If you need anything, or if you don't understand something, you can come to me directly in the future. Zhang Long looked at Zhang Yangdao with satisfaction.

"Yes, Father, I'm going to practice Tiger Cannon Boxing. Zhang Yang stood up and said respectfully.

"In the future, don't eat out, go home and eat with your eldest brother at my place!" Zhang Long looked at the more he felt that this little son was satisfied, and began to slowly accept Zhang Yang.

"Yes, Father!" Zhang Yang replied with a bowed head.

After the words were closed, Zhang Yang left the conference hall. left four Zhang family members with their own ghosts......

What child doesn't want to be with his parents, although he once ignored himself, but that is also his father, of course Zhang Yang wants to be with his parents.