Suddenly, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that all the soul devouring meridians in his body had been opened!

"The miraculous skill of 'Soul Devouring Technique' can be taught to me by that senior, and it is normal to open up the meridians!

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a maid walked in without making a report. She looked at Zhang Yang's stunned appearance, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, but she immediately covered it up.

The maid said coldly: "The master of the house has a life, after you wake up, let you go to the study." There was not a hint of deference in the maid's tone.

"Got it. Zhang Yang said casually.

"But the master of the house said, let you go when you wake up. The maid frowned and said toughly.

"Are you ordering me?" Zhang Yang's face was slightly angry, his eyes looked at the maid coldly, and he asked in a loud voice.

Originally, yesterday's anger has not been eliminated, and today a subordinate is still so rude, plus he is no longer a waste body, he can become a martial artist, Zhang Yang doesn't want to swallow his anger again.

"Don't dare, you are the young master, how dare our subordinates!" The maid's words were still lukewarm, and she felt that she was a waste, the head of the family didn't care about this son, and they didn't have to care much.

"I repeat, I'll go in a moment. Don't talk to me about it, remember that my dad is the head of the house, and I have many ways to embarrass you. Zhang Yang didn't want to say much to a maid, so he directly resisted the other party with a word.

"Yes, then you have to hurry, this is the order of the head of the house. Seeing Zhang Yang's anger, the maid didn't dare to make more mistakes, left cruel words, and walked out quickly.

The maid walked out, Zhang Yang smiled self-deprecatingly, and said to himself: "It's really a powerful eye, a slave is so arrogant." ”

After that, he finished washing up and walked to his father's study, which is the head of the Zhang family......

The head of the Zhang family, "Zhang Long", is bold and straightforward, and does not like to play conspiracy, so he has made friends with many grandmaster-level martial artists, both on Tianmen Island and on nearby islands.

But the waste of his youngest son Zhang Yang made him very angry, before Zhang Yang was born, Zhang Long once swore that his youngest son would also become an excellent martial artist, so he formed a baby relationship with the Murong family.

But Zhang Yang is a waste body, which makes Zhang Long, who is a father, lose face, and in a fit of anger, even the name of this little son is taken as a single name with the word "Yang", not the word "righteousness", and it is not attributed to the family tree!

Zhang Yang was bullied by his subordinates, and there were also some reasons related to his name, because he was not an official member of the Zhang family.

Walking to the study where his father was, Zhang Yang knocked on the door, and his words were stiff: "Father, I am Zhang Yang." ”

"Come in!" a majestic voice came from inside the room.

"Yes" Zhang Yang pushed the door and walked in slowly.

Zhang Long was wearing a purple robe with a tiger, a burly figure, a resolute face, and the majesty of the head of the family. At this time, he was standing in front of the desk, holding a brush and writing a word - war!

Zhang Yang slowly walked to the desk, and when he saw Zhang Long's calligraphy, there was no expression in his eyes.

"I've always heard that your calligraphy pen walks dragons and snakes, it's very amazing, you see, how about my word "war"?" Zhang Long, who was wearing a purple robe, said flatly.

Unable to become a martial artist, for the past sixteen years, Zhang Yang's time has been spent reading books and practicing calligraphy, in addition to condensing the Yuan Energy Cyclone.

And his understanding is not weak, he naturally writes a good hand, and Murong Xue also admires Zhang Yang's calligraphy.

Many people on the island know about this, "Young Master of the Waste Body, but calligraphy is also a must." ”

In a world where force is respected, calligraphy is good and useless, and because Zhang Yang's calligraphy is very strong, it shows his incompetence in martial arts, which makes Zhang Long even more angry.

Zhang Yang has taken great care of him since he was a child, except for his eldest brother Zhang Yihong, and his parents rarely saw him. In a year, Zhang Yang didn't see his father Zhang Long a few times, and after a long time, the two were naturally very unfamiliar and strange.

Looking at the word "war", Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Father, do you want to tell the truth? or a lie?"

"What so much nonsense, just tell the truth. Zhang Long was slightly angry and said directly, he is straightforward, and he hates nonsense the most.

"Your word "war" is just a word, no different from other words, there is no unparalleled fighting spirit, and it cannot reflect the true emotions of your heart's desire to fight, you are writing by hand, not by heart. Zhang Yang looked down at the battle word and commented.

"Hmph, you know the spirit of war, you know how to fight? Then you can write it. Zhang Long said indifferently, he is now a great grandmaster, but his youngest son is a waste!

"Okay! I'll write!" Zhang Yangzi said, striding out, reaching for a brush and unfolding a blank piece of paper.

When he got the brush, his whole demeanor changed.

He does not have the calmness and forbearance of the past, but it is like a sharp sword, with a strong fighting spirit, and wants to cut off all enemies who stand in his way.

Zhang Yang was dressed in black, holding a pen behind his left hand and his right hand, and he had ink on the inkstone. His eyes stared at the white paper, his expression was indifferent, as if he had seen the word "war" on the paper that had shown a fighting spirit!

Immediately, the brush moved, and the word "war" jumped on the paper. It is like a big dragon soaring into the sky on paper, more like a tenacious and unyielding warrior holding a battle in his hand, pointing straight to the sky, and will fight against all things in this heaven and earth!

Zhang Yang put down the brush, took a step back, and said calmly: "Father, how do you feel?"

Looking at the word "war" that was full of unyielding fighting spirit and wanted to soar into the sky, Zhang Long fell into a sluggish moment The word "as his heart, my son is unwilling, and his heart to kill is too heavy." It's just that providence makes people, and his physique ...... Alas!"

Jumping out of the sluggishness in an instant, Zhang Longman's face returned to coldness, and said: "Hmph! It's better than mine, but it can't kill anyone with a single word, what's the use of writing?"

Zhang Yang was silent, found a stool to sit down at random, without any respect, and asked, "Father, what is the matter with calling me this time?"

"Murong Huayang came here yesterday, and he proposed to withdraw the baby kiss between you and Murong Xue, but I didn't agree. Your own business, solve it yourself. Zhang Long said with a little anger.

Murong Huayang is the head of the Murong family, the three major families on Tianmen Island, and the marriage proposed by Zhang Long and the other party back then has now been returned, which is quite face-saving.

"Got it. Zhang Yang's face was expressionless. He was very bitter in his heart: "Divorce Xiaoxue, is this what you proposed? It seems that I really disappointed you." ”

Seeing Zhang Yang's expressionless face, as if he was nothing, he was really not angry at all.

Zhang Long said angrily: "Zhang Yang, I will give you a month, and you can't become a martial artist, the Zhang family doesn't have you as a person, and I, Zhang Long, don't have your son." You remember! This is the last chance. ”

"Yes, my father gave me enough time. Zhang Yang smiled confidently.

Zhang Yang originally had a confident smile, but in Zhang Long's eyes, it was like a broken jar. He suppressed his anger and roared, "Get out!"

Zhang Long was wrong in his heart, because Zhang Yang really had the confidence to become a martial artist!

Not wanting to talk again, Zhang Yang left his father Zhang Long's study, and despised in his heart: "Isn't your son a better person from the Zhang family?" It won't be long before I will become a martial artist, and then I will definitely defeat Lan Chen and marry Xiaoxue openly. ”

Zhang Yang didn't go back to his room, he went directly to find his eldest brother Zhang Yihong.

He didn't want to get out of the marriage, he had to solve the matter, and now that he could become a martial artist, he naturally had the capital to talk.

The eldest brother usually takes good care of him, of course, he has to rely on the eldest brother to support the scene, so that he can talk to the head of the Murong family fairly.

Zhang Yang's eldest brother Zhang Yihong is very similar to his father Zhang Long, and he is also bold and straightforward, but his temper is much better than his father. Many daughters of families on Tianmen Island are very fond of Zhang Yihong.

For about half an hour, the two walked through more than ten streets, and finally walked to the door of the Murong family's mansion.

Zhang Yihong put his arm around Zhang Yang's shoulder and smiled: "It's okay Xiaoyangzi, there is a big brother here, this matter will definitely be solved beautifully for you." ”

Zhang Yihong was dressed in a purple robe, tall and with a tough face. At the age of twenty-three, he is already a six-star martial artist who is not weak, and he will soon become a grandmaster, and at that time, he will break his father's record of thirty achievements as a grandmaster. On Tianmen Island, this kind of talent is indeed a steady opponent of the youth of the same generation.

Feeling the confidence of the eldest brother, the tension in Zhang Yang's heart was slightly reduced.

He smiled and said: "Big brother, after going in for a while, let me solve it myself! In less than a month, I will become a martial artist, and today I don't want to endure it again, I want to be a man who stands up to the sky." ”

Zhang Yihong smiled heartily: "Hahaha...... Okay, have ambition, I know that you will definitely become a martial artist, and the waste body is just some old guys who don't talk nonsense, and when you become a martial artist, the eldest brother will teach you martial arts in person. ”

When Zhang Yang was very young, his eldest brother Zhang Yihong believed that it was impossible for the waste body to block Zhang Yang's martial arts path, and this was the only person who believed in him. So to be able to become a martial artist, Zhang Yang first told his eldest brother.

Zhang Yang and Zhang Yihong walked into the front of Murong Mansion.

Zhang Yang said to the doorman of the Murong family: "Zhang Long's son" Zhang Yang "Ask to see the head of the Murong family!"

"Waste boy?" the two subordinates said to themselves, frowning.

But when he suddenly saw Zhang Yihong, the expressions of the two subordinates immediately changed.

At the same time, they bent down slightly, revealing a sycophantic look, and one of them said, "Hello Master Zhang, why did you come to my Murong Mansion?"

Zhang Yihong frowned, and said flatly: "I have something to talk about with Uncle Murong, please report to the two of you." ”

"Please wait a minute, Mr. Zhang!" one lowered his head and bowed his waist, and disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

......

After a while, Zhang Yang and his eldest brother Zhang Yihong entered the Murong Mansion with several subordinates of the Murong family, and the two sat in the hall, and Murong Yanghua sat in the front seat.

Murong Yanghua is in his forties, about the same age as Zhang Yang's father, dressed in a white robe, looking gentle and elegant, but he is very arrogant.

Because the Murong family on Tianmen Island is a branch of the Murong family that is extremely popular in the entire Southern Kingdom, the people of the Murong family have a greater sense of superiority than other families on Tianmen Island.

"I haven't seen you for a month, and my nephew has already reached a six-star martial artist, and this cultivation speed is far beyond my generation! You're here to find Xin'er, right?" Murong Huayang looked at Zhang Yihong with a smile and didn't look at Zhang Yang at all.

Zhang Yihong said respectfully: "Uncle guess, I have been cultivating for that time, so I don't have time to find Yuxin for a while, and I will look for her in a while." Today, I also came here for the matter of my little brother Zhang Yang, I heard that you are going to withdraw from the marriage contract between your little brother and sister Xiaoxue, but is there such a thing?"

Murong Huayang frowned, he looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Is there such a thing, Zhang Yang, you were born a waste, and you are not even included in the Zhang family tree, what do you say you have to give Xiaoxue happiness?"

Zhang Yang was very calm, and he said calmly: "Senior Murong, if I become a martial artist within a month and enter the Zhang family's genealogy, will you not retire our doll relatives?"

"Is there something wrong with this Zhang Yang's brain?" Murong Huayang was a little puzzled, and then sneered: "Are you joking, right? I heard that you lost to Lan Chen in the duel yesterday, do you think that even if you become a martial artist, your strength can beat Lan Chen?"

"Then what if, a month later, I win against Lan Chen?" Zhang Yang smiled confidently, he looked at Murong Huayang and asked rhetorically.

"You learned to brag at a young age, and it seems that Brother Long is too tolerant of you. Murong Huayang looked at Zhang Yang contemptuously, his face was ugly.

He always felt that he was listening to a liar fooling him, and everyone was sure that Zhang Yang's body had been in ruin for sixteen years. Now the other party said that he could become a martial artist, this is not a show of trickery? He didn't know that Zhang Yang really got an adventure.

Zhang Yang stood up, hugged his fists and said, "Can the head of the Murong family dare to bet with me this time? Within a month, I will become a martial artist, defeat Lan Chen, and enter the Zhang family tree, and the head of the Murong family will retract his words of divorce." After a month, if any of these three points are not completed, I will take the initiative to leave Tianmen Island and never appear in front of your eyes again. ”

Zhang Yihong is very calm, and he has absolute trust in his younger brother. Because the younger brother never said that he could become a martial artist, but this time he made it clear that it was true.

Murong Huayang wondered in his heart: "What does it mean that this waste body Zhang Yang fell to the ground? Could he really become a martial artist? Impossible, it has been a waste body for sixteen years, I heard that he has failed more than fifty times, and if it is not a waste body, he has already become a martial artist, how can he wait until today? Okay, bet this time, it will also make him and Xue'er die, and the old man of the province will pester my good daughter." ”

Having already made a decision, Murong Huayang said in a loud voice: "Milky and dry boy, his tone is not small, I will bet with you this time." If you don't do what you say, you have to leave Tianmen Island and never let Xiaoxue see you. ”

"Xie Murong is the master of the family, and you will get news from me soon. Zhang Yang said confidently.

At this time, he does not have the forbearance, loneliness and silence of the past, but he has an absolute self-confidence, absolute confidence in the future!