Seeing Tian Nong's gray face and serious face, Tian Nong Xiang sneered and smiled. In the eyes of Tian Nongqi, this is a mockery, a complete mockery. As the first person in his generation, no one should be allowed to mock himself like this, and it is especially unforgivable to be ridiculed by a doll who is less than six years old.

He gritted his teeth and smashed his fist. Tian Nongxiang shook his head, suddenly stretched out his hand and put his hand on Tian Nong's arm, and with the inertia of his forward rush, he pulled hard, Tian Nongxiang jumped forward a few steps, and fell down again with a "Hutong" sound.

The crowd was shocked, some stunned, some whispering. I don't understand how this little guy does it, every time he can be the last to come, and make the opponent fall into passivity.

"Could it be the wonderful method taught by Elder Wu?"

"No, Wu Lao's fighting skills have taught us. ”

"But why is this kid's trick so peculiar?"

"Is it the scripture on the wordless tablet?"

"Surely, or I've never seen it. ”

"No, the Ancient Xuanjing is only an internal cultivation method, and there are no moves to speak of. ”

In the whispers of people, the two of them have been fighting each other for four or five rounds in a row. Tian Nongxiang used both his fists and feet, but he was restrained and stumbled; Tian Nongxiang walked leisurely, coped with it freely, and was as steady as Mount Tai.

The fight between the two made the more and more shocked the surroundings looked. In this situation, everyone knows that Tian Nongxiang is much stronger, but no one can understand why this is so.

At this time, Tian Nong's face was black and his neck was red, and he was anxious, but no matter how he made a move, he was easily dodged by Tian Nongxiang, and he pushed and bumped on him from time to time, making him feel like "a thousand forces and nowhere to go".

It's not a fight with people, it's a cotton pound. He was now out of order, just hoping to grab Tian Nongxiang, press him to the ground and beat him up. But this was just his idea, because after tossing for a long time, he didn't move the farmer at all, but he fell several times inexplicably.

Jing Shi stood up early, looked at the patriarch Tian Nongxing in confusion, and sighed: "There are such young people in your clan!"

"It's still a doll. Tian Nongben corrected on the side.

The patriarch did not answer, and looked silently at the center of the field. It should be said that everyone was attracted by Tian Nongxiang's feeling of lifting weights like light, and looking at this strange scene, it was clear that Tian Nongxiang was already miserable, but no one called to stop.

At this time, Tian Nong was almost crazy, screaming and smashing his fist. Tian Nongxiang didn't dodge anymore, grabbed his arm with his backhand, put his left hand on Tian Nong's waist, and pushed him hard, forcing him out of ten meters away.

The farmer bounced off the ground with a bang, screaming to pounce again.

"Stop!" Tian Nongwu shouted.

Tian Nongqi was suddenly startled, he didn't dare to make a mistake, he was busy settling down, and said unwillingly: "Martial Age, I ......"

"Compete with the same people, and don't fight for the short and the long. Tian Nongwu stared at him.

"Yes!" the grizzled Tian Nong turned his head to look at Tian Nongxiang, not understanding why the little guy was so strong.

It was only then that the clan recovered from their shock, having never seen anything like this happen in hundreds of years. Some people are puzzled, and some people sigh. There may be hope for the farmers of Diqiu!

"Xiang'er, you come. Tian Nongwu waved his hand at Tian Nongxiang.

Tian Nong Xiang blinked and walked towards the steps, and when he passed Tian Nongben's side, he slyly stuck out his tongue. Tian Nongben raised his foot and kicked him in the ass, scolding with a smile in his mouth, "Stinky boy!". And Tian Nongxiang turned around, avoided it lightly, and swooped up the steps.

Wu Lao leaned over and picked him up, glanced at the patriarch, and then turned to the clansmen and said, "When my clan is in danger, we should work together and cultivate hard, and we must not complain because of learning." ”

When the clansmen heard this, they hurriedly said yes. Only Tian Nongqi didn't have a taste in his heart, he had always been the first person in the clan, but a demon suddenly appeared, which made him a little lost and even a little jealous.

When Wu Lao returned to the ancestral altar, he left Tian Nongxiang in the clan and asked him to study the strengths of the four clans. This stay is six or seven months.

It was a pleasant time for Tian Nongxiang.

At this time, the clansmen were impressed by him, and the patriarch also opened a small stove for him and personally supervised the training. The friends will find him to play with when they are free, at this time he has become the king of children, although he is young, he has many ideas, and his combat power is amazing, anyone who fights with him, he can only be beaten.

In the early days, Tian Nongqi and he still had some estrangement, but after a long time, the two gradually got acquainted, and even had another discussion, and then they were beaten to the point of disgrace.

In addition to learning some fighting methods, Tian Nongxiang's main energy was still spent copying the ancient Xuanjing obtained from the wordless tablet. But the text is so profound that it can only run a small part. Every time you force it down, you will get dizzy and your body will explode. Therefore, it can only be done in moderation, and I dare not make a mistake.

Even so, he clearly felt a strong force beginning to gather in his abdomen, making his energy inexplicably abundant, and his strength increased rapidly. More than 1,000 catties of Dading for the clansmen to practice qi, he was able to jump up and down with it, and the shocked clansmen were stunned. The only thing that was strange was that the rune and countless points of light in the body had not reappeared during this time, as if they had been completely integrated into their own bloodline, and they were silent.

Tian Nongxiang didn't deliberately build the foundation of the law, after all, Wu Lao said that "water comes naturally", so he didn't care. But the patriarch was secretly anxious, this little guy was obviously amazingly powerful and making rapid progress, but he couldn't get into Faji for a long time, and the reason was difficult to figure out.

What's more, this kid has unimaginable qualifications, but he suffers from the fact that there is no real supernatural power in the clan, although those superficial fighting methods can improve some combat power, but after all, they are limited, once they are stuck in a bottleneck, it is difficult to break through. The reason for the decline of the farmers in Diqiu has a great deal to do with this.

Therefore, the old patriarch went to the ancestral altar and asked the ancestors. But the ancestor just smiled slightly, "The sincerity is open, this son's cultivation in the future is unlimited, you can do your best."

The patriarch and Tian Nongwu got together and pondered for a long time, but they didn't come up with a good solution. Two old men, you look at me, I look at you, I can only shake my head secretly.

At this time, Tian Nongxiang's heart was clear, he knew that his combat power was improving rapidly, and even felt that if he encountered a fierce beast of the level of coyote and cangqi again, even if he was invincible, he could completely maneuver. Why he felt this way, even he couldn't tell. Of course, he didn't dare to mention this feeling to anyone, because people like Tian Nongben, the third-generation leader in the current clan, didn't dare to be so confident.

The tranquility was finally shattered.