Chapter 3: Sword training in the martial arts

"Dispatch the outside department?"

Long Yang paused slightly.

"Yang'er, you don't have to worry too much, after three days, we will leave this dragon family!"

Looking at Long Yang, Meng Yu squeezed out a smile and said.

"Leave?"

Long Yang shook his head slightly, Long Zhan and Meng Yu have lived in the Long family for so many years, and their feelings for the Long family in their hearts can be imagined.

"Dad, mother, don't worry, this Long family belongs to our Long family, and no one can drive us away!"

Looking at the two, Long Yang said with confidence on his face.

"No one can drive us out?"

Meng Yu and Long Zhan's eyes flashed, and then they said bitterly: "Yang'er, this is the rule of the Long family, disciples who have not reached the level of true martial arts will be assigned to the outer department!"

"If only ......"

Long Zhan shook his head slightly, if Long Yang could attract a first-class star spirit, then he could at least become a true martial arts realm martial artist, and even if the Great Elder made it difficult at that time.

I won't be sent out!

Now Long Yang has not the slightest cultivation, once he is assigned, the end can be imagined, even if he does not be the head of the family, Long Zhan will definitely not watch Long Yang be assigned!

"Dad, who said I don't have a star spirit?"

Long Yang looked at Long Zhan and suddenly blinked his eyes and said.

"You ......"

When Long Zhan heard this, his expression froze slightly.

"Daddy, take my punch!"

At this moment, Long Yang's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Aoyama Fist!"

With a cold snort, a light blue power gathered in Long Yang's fist.

"It's Zeni!"

"Bump!"

In Long Zhan's exclamation, Long Yang's fist fell directly on Long Zhan's chest.

Long Zhan's body shook slightly, but looking at Long Yang, Long Zhan's eyes were full of excitement!

"Hahaha...... I have long known that my son of Long Zhan will be a waste, this is the power of the star spirit, the power of the star spirit, hahaha......"

Long Zhan stood up and laughed maniacally.

The whole old face, old tears!

For the sake of Long Yang, he can give up the position of the head of the family, he can offend anyone in the Long family, and now seeing the awakening of the Long Yang Star Spirit, Long Zhan's heart is happier than anyone else.

"Yang'er, you really ......"

Meng Yu cried with joy.

"Well, this is the Star Spirit!"

Long Yang grinned, the punch just now fell on Long Zhan's body, Long Zhan was fine, but his fist, a hot pain!

"Daddy's cultivation is stronger than my mother's!"

Long Yang's eyes flashed.

"No, the breath on Yang'er's body has obviously just entered the True Martial Arts First Heavy, but with that punch just now, the strength is already comparable to the ordinary True Martial Arts Double Heavy!"

At this moment, Meng Yu spoke again.

"That punch just now?"

Long Zhan returned to his senses, looked at Long Yang full of surprise, and then hurriedly asked, "Yang'er, what are you cultivating now?"

"Ahem...... It's really a martial arts!"

Long Yang coughed lightly.

He has just built the star spirit, and he is indeed only a true martial artist, and he has just entered the real martial arts!

"Hahaha...... Zhenwu can fight beyond the level as soon as he is heavy, who dares to say that my son of Long Zhan is a waste, I want to see what else these old guys have to say!"

Long Zhan suddenly burst out laughing.

"Isn't it worth being so excited, isn't it just fighting over the level?"

Long Yang shook his head slightly.

Tianyan Xingchen Jue, now is just the beginning, once the star spirit is devoured, that is the beginning of the nightmare......

"Daddy, I want a heavy sword!"

At this moment, Long Yang suddenly spoke.

"Epee?"

Long Zhan frowned, and then said in a deep voice: "What do you want a heavy sword for? Could it be that your star spirit is a sword?"

"This ......"

Long Yang's face was a little embarrassed.

He wants a heavy sword.

That's not about cultivating kendo, it's about forging the body.

A warrior.

Physique is fundamental, only a strong physique can withstand more powerful power!

"Brother Zhan, why are you asking so much, isn't there a Xuantie sword in the treasure house of the Long family, you will take it and give it to Yang'er tomorrow!"

Meng Yu looked at Long Zhan and said rudely.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Long Zhan smiled bitterly and hurriedly agreed.

"Dad, I'm going back to practice!"

Looking at Long Zhan, Long Yang said with a smile.

"Boy, go!"

Long Zhan laughed and scolded.

But the vicissitudes of life on his face have disappeared, and his whole face is full of spirit!

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Long Yang smiled slightly and left the hall.

Day 2!

Early in the morning, Long Zhan sent someone to send the Xuantie heavy sword to the small courtyard.

"Darkiron heavy sword, let's do it!"

Long Yang muttered to himself as he grasped the hilt of the Xuantie heavy sword.

"Huh!"

With a low shout, the heavy sword was raised by Long Yang and thrown directly to his back.

"Fifteen hundred catties, it's really a heavy sword!"

Long Yang's face turned red.

Then he took this heavy sword and walked towards the martial arts arena.

On the martial arts field.

"Look, who's that?"

An exclamation rang out.

Everyone's eyes fell on Long Yang's body.

"Isn't this our Long family's waste Long Yang, he hasn't even awakened the star spirit, what is he doing in the martial arts arena?"

"Maybe you want to come and see us practice martial arts!"

"Three days later, it will be the test day of my Long family, and this waste has not even been brought down by the Star Spirit, so it is estimated that it can only get out of my Long family!"

"It's best to get out of the Long family, so as not to lose the face of my Long family!"

......

Seeing Long Yang, one after another mockery sounded in the martial arts arena.

"Looks like I'm popular!"

Long Yang's face was slightly rosy.

The 1,500-pound heavy sword was on his back, and with every step of walking, the ground shook slightly.

"Bang bang bang!"

A dull voice sounded, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, Long Yang walked directly to the center of the martial arts arena.

"What is this waste going to do?"

A teenager said with a mocking face.

"Does he want to practice swords?"

The other teenager said with some surprise.

"Sword practice? What a joke, without the Star Spirit, it will always be a waste!"

A sneer came.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the person who came was none other than Long Yu, a disciple of the Great Elder's lineage!

"I've seen Young Master Long Yu!"

Seeing Long Yu, everyone hurriedly saluted!

"Bump!"

At this moment, Long Yang took down the sword on his back directly.

"Others laugh at me for being crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through it, in a few days, you look at him!"

Long Yang looked up at the void, his expression extremely calm!

Then he picked up the sword in his hand, and pointed at the sword stone in front of him, and a sword fell.

"Bump!"

The violent rebound made Long Yang's body tremble, his entire arm was numb, and his body was even more shocked back two or three steps!

"The body's ability to resist earthquakes is too poor, and the ability to control the sword is also extremely poor, the sword just now, obviously wants to fall on one-third of the sword stone, but it is staggered by two centimeters!"

Long Yang's eyes were like torches, and he saw his shortcomings at a glance.

Focused on the sword, the people outside were ignored by Long Yang.

But Long Yang ignored others.

But no one else ignored him!

Especially Long Yu, seeing that Long Yang didn't even look at himself, Long Yu's expression instantly became gloomy.