Chapter 5 Scruples

Xiao Yue was silent, and Yang Hao saw the helpless and slightly sad look on her face.

After a while, Xiao Yue spoke: "It's not that my father doesn't want to cancel this marriage contract, it's just that because of the power of the Lin family, I am afraid that the Lin family will attack the Xiao family because of this, and then I will become a sinner of the family through the ages!"

"The Lin family is huge, and the tree has deep roots, so naturally it can't be offended, but do you really want to wronged yourself and hand over the rest of your life to someone like Lin Yun?" Yang Hao asked.

Xiao Yue's beautiful face showed a little sadness, she looked at Yang Hao silently, I don't know when, she had an inexplicable affection for the young man in front of her.

"When the three-year period comes, the Lin family will definitely marry according to the marriage contract, and at that time, I can only resign myself to fate!" Xiao Yue said.

"If there really is such a day, Yang Hao, can you take me out of this Yunzhou City?" Xiao Yue continued.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what to do, and after a while, he said: "I think Miss Xiao has misunderstood, and I have never thought about Miss Xiao in the next place......

"Do you only have an ordinary friendship with me?" Xiao Yue's haggard face showed a look of disappointment, and then turned to leave.

Xiao Yue's lonely back caught Yang Hao's eyes, he was very helpless and helpless. Thinking of Fang Cai's insincere words, he wanted to slap himself, he obviously cared about her very much, and he liked it very much, but he didn't dare to admit it, he didn't want to bring confusion to Xiao Yue, and he didn't want to bring death to himself.

Perhaps, how can a boy from a mountain village like him, who has neither family background nor strength, confront a big family like the Lin family!

After Xiao Yue left, Yang Hao let out a long sigh, thinking that Xiao Yue must be very disappointed in him!

Yang Hao returned to Wumeng Academy, and since that day, he has rarely seen Xiao Yue, day after day, month after month......

In Wumeng Academy, in addition to learning compulsory courses every day, Yang Hao concentrates on practicing martial arts in the martial arts arena. As a junior martial artist, he has mastered a lot of primary martial arts, such as the Martial Emperor Long Fist, Ben Lei Palm and other martial arts common to junior martial artists, Yang Hao is already proficient, but it has not yet been applied to actual combat.

Emperor Wu's long fist, from the inheritance of Emperor Wu, the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is said to have defeated many martial arts masters with this martial art thousands of years ago, and later practiced the long fist to the realm of pure fire, and created the foundation of the Great Zhou millennium.

Ben Thunder Palm is also a common martial art for martial artists, but what kind of realm it can practice depends on everyone's talent and hard work.

Martial artists with average talents, even if they have powerful martial arts in their hands, it is difficult to exert their due power, and for talented martial artists, even ordinary martial arts can exert great power in their hands.

The essence of Emperor Wu's long fist is to spread the energy throughout the body, so that the body is in a state of agility, skillfully use the enemy's offensive to turn defense into attack, and seize the opportunity to give the enemy a fatal blow!

On the other hand, the Ben Lei Palm, unlike Emperor Wu's Long Fist, is to concentrate the whole body's energy in the palm of the palm, replace defense with attack, and directly hit the enemy's vital points, so that the enemy is unable to defend against it.

Yang Hao demonstrated these two martial arts from beginning to end, and compared to his previous state, he was more integrated into them at the moment, and deeply understood the mystery of these two martial arts.

"Yes, it's rare to be able to train Emperor Wu's Long Fist and Ben Lei Palm to such power!"

Yang Hao didn't know when a person came behind him, and a slightly gentle voice interrupted Yang Hao's thoughts.

"It turned out to be Teacher Lan, the student has seen the teacher!" Yang Hao turned around and bowed to Lan Ziyi.

"It seems that you have comprehended the meaning of these two martial arts, which is inseparable from your unremitting efforts, as the saying goes, diligence can make up for clumsiness, as long as you put in enough effort, you will definitely get something!" Lan Ziyi said with a smile.

Looking at Lan Ziyi's proud figure, it makes people feel suffocated, but as a teacher, but also a cultivator, how dare anyone think otherwise!

Yang Hao took his eyes off Lan Ziyi, looked at her eyes, and said indifferently: "The student is ugly in front of the teacher, if there is any shortcomings, I hope the teacher will give advice!"

"Now that you have reached the level of an intermediate martial artist, and you are about to end your second half of your cultivation in seven days, congratulations on reaching the level of an intermediate martial artist ahead of schedule!" Lan Ziyi said with a pleased smile.

Lan Ziyi's words reminded Yang Hao that he had faintly felt that his martial arts cultivation had improved qualitatively compared to before.

"After seven days, the academy will have a year-end assessment, and junior martial artists will compete with each other, so as to test what you have learned in the second half of the year, and perform well!"

After saying that, Lan Ziyi turned around and left, Yang Hao continued to practice martial arts, until sunset, he entered the library of the academy again, several familiar figures walked around in the collection room on the first floor, and when they saw Yang Hao coming, they immediately greeted: "Yang Hao, why are you here?"

Yang Hao was a little surprised, Tang Xin and Tan Tao, who rarely came to the library, actually came to read the classics.

"Hehe, what a rare guest, how could you two come to the library?" Yang Hao said jokingly.

"Alas, don't you want a year-end assessment, we can't be ashamed!" Tan Tao said, reading the martial arts classics seriously, Tang Xin on the side saw this, looked at Tan Tao with a wicked smile, and said: "Little Tanzi, you know how to study your Qimen Dunjia technique on weekdays, those are just side door learning, and they are useless in actual combat!"

In the past year, Yang Hao has read three thousand classics, and has also seen this thaumaturgy, according to records, this technique is one of the three secret techniques of ancient times, and there are very few people who can learn Dacheng, Tan Tao can actually specialize in this technique, presumably he has talent in this area.

"Come on, you're not the same, this is called each has its own strengths, how well are you studying the occult arts?" Tan Tao put down the classics in his hand and said.

"The four of you all have their own strengths, and your martial arts cultivation has not fallen behind, and you will be assessed in seven days, everyone work hard!"

After speaking, Yang Hao picked up the classics on the bookshelf and flipped through them, and more than 100 people gathered in the library, all carefully studying various martial arts classics.

At this moment, two figures slowly walked into the library, one was Lin Shan and the other was Lin Yun.

Lin Shan looked at Yang Hao and the three of them with disdain, and muttered: "A group of despicable things, no matter how hard you try, it's just a temporary cramming, hum!"

"Lin Shan, Hugh is talking nonsense!" Lin Yun interrupted Lin Shan's words, he looked at Yang Hao slightly, only to see Yang Hao calmly flipping through the classics, while Tang Xin and Tan Tao had angry expressions on their faces.

"Lin Shan, don't be rampant, see you in the ring in seven days if you have the ability!" Tang Xin glanced at Lin Shan, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"Lin Shan, don't rely on Lin Yun to support you and not take us seriously!" Tan Tao said.

Seeing that Tang Xin and Tan Tao were furious, and the library room was full of taste, Lin Yun came to the two of them and said with a smile: "Two, Lin Shan's words are indeed inappropriate, I apologize to the two of them for him!"

"Humph!"

The two looked at Yang Hao sideways almost at the same time, Yang Hao saw that the scene was a little embarrassing, so he put down the classics in his hand, walked to Tang Xin's side, and said: "Lin Shan, the so-called people are divided into three days, when they look at each other, how can there be a difference between high and low?"

"What Brother Yang said is very true, my brother Lin Shan slammed into it, I hope you will forgive me!" Lin Yun said.

"It's okay!"

Yang Hao didn't have a good impression of Lin Yun, if it weren't for the fact that he was in this hall and in full view, he would definitely not have bothered with Lin Yun.

In the huge library room, the people who read the classics gradually left, and only Yang Hao was left. Unlike usual, the library closes two hours late, perhaps to give students enough time to improve.

When Yang Hao returned to the dormitory, it was already very late, sitting at the small table, carefully reflecting on what he had realized and felt in the past few days, and sorting out the essence of the martial arts he had comprehended in a booklet.

Seven days are fleeting, to the college's annual year-end assessment, this assessment, to take the way of competition, according to the rules, more than 500 junior martial artists are randomly divided into 100 groups, each group of competition to select a winner, so that 100 winners are divided into 20 groups, each group and the winner is selected and then group this test, until the final selection of the strongest junior martial artist of the year.

Under the auspices of the vice president of the college, the assessment officially began, and the vice president made a special statement: the point during the competition must not hurt people's lives, otherwise they will be severely punished.

The vice president is a half-white old man, who looks a little weak, but in fact he is an unfathomable cultivator. In order to ensure fairness and impartiality, each group will have a teacher as a referee and supervisor.

There were thousands of people gathered in the martial arts arena, among which there were naturally intermediate martial artists and senior martial artists, as people who had come over, they wanted to see if there were so many talented people among the junior martial artists in this session, and everyone set their eyes on the high platform on the field.

Yang Hao slowly walked to the high platform, and at this time, a sturdy teenager jumped onto the three-meter high platform and arched his hand: "Under the thunder, please advise!"

Thunder looked at Yang Hao with a bloodless face, Yang Hao said indifferently: "Yang Hao, please advise!" As soon as the words fell, Thunder attacked Yang Hao, and its offensive was as its name suggested, with the momentum of thunder.

"Let's try the power of killing boxing!"

Thunder jumped up, his body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in mid-air, and attacked Yang Hao with one punch, and the punch contained in the killing punch forced Yang Hao to retreat again and again. Yang Hao

With a shocked look on his face, he was about to retreat to the edge of the high platform, only to see his feet kick the guardrail on the edge of the high platform, his body rotated ninety degrees, jumped over the top of the thunder, and stood in the center of the high platform.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Thunder attacked Yang Hao again, Yang Hao did not move like a mountain, made a defensive position, and carefully observed the momentum and changes of Thunder Killing Fist.