The next day, Xiao Tian woke up early and came to the martial arts training platform, which was different from the past, with a smile on his face today and a sense of confidence.

At this time, dozens of Xiao family disciples had already begun to warm up, and when they saw Xiao Tian coming, there was surprise, contempt, and sarcasm in their eyes, whispering to each other, pointing and pointing.

"Look down on me, I want to see, who can laugh at the end?"

Xiao Tian looked at the eyes around him, he didn't care, but there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

The family rules of the Xiao family are very strict, and the children of the Xiao family who have not reached the seventh level of martial artists must go to the martial arts platform every morning to practice in the morning, otherwise, the family law will serve. Thinking of the angry face of Xiao Long, the elder of the torture hall, there was not a single disciple of the three generations of the Xiao family who was not afraid.

Half an hour later, on the training ground, a group of disciples about ten years old, looked at the past, about four hundred, divided into four teams, each team of one hundred people, one by one like a small pine tree, standing still, with a serious face, Xiao Tian naturally mixed in with it.

These 400 people are all disciples of the Xiao family, and there are more than 400 people in the lineage and collateral lines together, which shows the prosperity of the family.

Speaking of the Xiao family, I have to mention the origin of the Xiao family, the old family owner Xiao Xian is a black-armored warrior, within a radius of hundreds of miles, they are all top existences, and they have four children, Xiao Yidao, Xiao Chen, Xiao Ming, Xiao Nan, these sons are also martial arts level 9 or above, especially the contemporary family head Xiao Yidao has reached the tenth level of martial artists.

Although Xiao Nan is the fourth son, he was the first to get married, and the eldest son, Xiao Feng, was only eighteen years old, and he had already broken through to the seventh level of martial arts. Xiao Ming's son, Xiao Peng is also the peak of the sixth level, and the most unpredictable thing is that the son of Xiao Chen, the former second-generation head of the family, Xiao Tian, is only a third-level martial artist.

In the Bauhinia Continent, martial arts cultivation is respected, as long as you are not a fool, just find a book of exercises and practice for a few years, you can break through to the third layer of martial arts. Because the third layer of martial artists used to cultivate the physical body, and the fourth layer is the cultivation of internal strength and Xuan Qi, and the cultivation of Xuan Qi is linked to talent, but the cultivation of the physical body, as long as you are not lazy, it is still easy to break through. If you can't cultivate the fourth layer, it can only prove that you have no talent at all.

The other collateral disciples are more or less martial arts level 4 and 5 cultivators, and only Xiao Tian is currently a martial artist level 3. This is a great irony for a descendant disciple, so much so that he is often treated coldly in the family.

Xiao Tian's life is miserable, his mother died when he was a child, it is said that he died in childbirth, and his father Xiao Chen died in a fire, but unfortunately, the body has not been found. After his father's death, the second-generation head of the family passed on a knife to his uncle Xiao, and he has been under the care of the uncle, growing up, and was nominated as the third-generation head of the family a few years ago, which made countless people envious and jealous.

However, now everything is different, not only did he repair his dantian, but he also got the Eight Views Palace, thinking of this, Xiao Tian's eyes leaked out of his previous self-confidence.

On the martial arts training ground, Xiao Tian, who was standing in the square, felt the sarcastic eyes from the rest of the family, did not make a sound, glanced at it indifferently, and continued to listen to the elder's reprimand on the stage.

"Do you want to be a great warrior?" "Do you want to glorify your ancestors?" the middle-aged man led by him, with his hands behind his back, asked sharply.

More than 400 disciples, with solemn faces, shouted loudly: "Yes!"

"Okay, have backbone, in six months, the Tingshan Sword Conference will begin, your results will determine your future, whether you can enter the Seven Peaks Sword Sect for further study, everything depends on you. ”

The middle-aged man led by him said sharply, his cold gaze swept the disciples below, and all the disciples pursed their mouths, not daring to make a sound at all.

This middle-aged man, named Xiao Long, is an elder of the family torture hall, has joined the army, has experienced countless life and death tests, and there is a Sen Ran scar on his cheek, which makes people shudder. Xiao Long is a first-class master of the Xiao family, and for the sake of the four major families to discuss swords, he specially came out to guide three generations of disciples to further their cultivation in martial arts.

"You are the children of the Xiao family, and the future of the entire Xiao family, you have resources that others don't have, and the elixir is for you to cultivate, but if you want to become a master in the future, you must work harder, work hard, do you understand?"

Xiao Long's stern gaze swept towards the group of disciples again.

This group of disciples shouted loudly: "Understand!"

"Okay!

Xiao Long still had that cold gaze and cold voice, looking at a group of teenagers and nodded.

The Bauhinia Continent is respected by martial arts, if its strength is not strong, it will be looked down upon by others, and it will never have status.

One by one, the disciples are all tied to the ground with "horse steps"!

"Keep your legs shoulder-width apart, your calves bent, your qi flowing from your spine, running through the Baihui acupoints, and your fists at your waist, remember, to do these movements, you must meditate, keep your attention, and keep it as long as possible. Xiao Long said coldly.

A large group of teenagers, all following Xiao Long's way, boiled their bodies, and after only a short while, the younger disciples, their legs began to tremble slightly, and there was sweat on their foreheads, and they fell down one after another.

"If you persist for a while, and give up now, you will give up your future, and you will give up your good life in the future. Xiao Long looked at a group of disciples and scolded loudly.

"Coax!"

All the disciples, after the three sticks of incense, fell to the ground!

Xiao Tian was also lying on the ground, gasping for breath, but at this moment, there was a trace of vitality in his muscles and veins, which slowly converged in the bones and joints, and did not collapse. Feeling the strangeness, Xiao Tian couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart.

Xiao Long looked at a group of disciples who were about ten years old, and his heart was full of relief, this kind of luck method was the most difficult "horse step luck" of the Xiao family, and an adult man was nothing more than that, but when he thought of the sword conference six months later, he still felt that he was a little behind.

He knew that in order to teach his disciples well, he needed to attract them and arouse their interest, so that he could learn more effectively, instead of blindly forcing them.

Xiao Long walked to the front, took off his shirt, and explosive muscles appeared in front of the disciple, and the muscle lines of his upper body could almost be described as perfect.

A group of disciples looked at the muscle lines on Xiao Long's body with envy with their big dark eyes.

"This elder, if he participated in a bodybuilding competition in his previous life, he would definitely win the championship!" Xiao Tian was also looking at Xiao Long's muscles, his heart was full of envy, his upper body had five or six knife wounds, one scar after another, not only not ugly, but revealing a domineering spirit.

Knife wounds and sword marks are an honor for the men of the Bauhinia Continent.

Xiao Tian also had great respect for this family torture hall elder, and in the entire Xiao family, except for the old family master, only Xiao Long broke through the tenth level of martial arts and became a black-armored warrior.

The black-armored warrior was honed between life and death countless times.

The martial artists of the continent are divided into ten levels, and above the tenth level, they can use the Xuan Qi in their bodies, condense into entities, transform into black battle armor, cover their bodies, and become real warriors, unimaginably powerful.

Xiao Long walked to the open space, grabbed a one-meter-high boulder with one hand, and the muscles up and down his body were even more obvious at this moment, and he lifted the boulder of about three hundred catties with one hand, effortlessly, and padd it back and forth on his hand a few times, as if playing with a pebble.

"It's too light, not yet the strength of a black-armored warrior. After Xiao Long finished speaking, he threw the boulder casually, and the boulder flew to the big tree dozens of meters away.

"Knock~"

With a bang, the boulder fell heavily to the ground, and the ground shook and smashed into a small crater.

This group of disciples were all stunned, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief, and Xiao Tian's heart was also full of shock.

Looking at the child's fanatical eyes, Xiao Long decided to stimulate the child again, and the vitality on his body became more and more, and he pinched his handprints with both hands.

"Coax~"

A burst of light flashed up and down his body, the light dissipated, and his sturdy body was covered with Sen Sen's black battle armor, like a mighty martial general.

"This is the momentum of a black-armored warrior?" Xiao Tian looked at the armor on Xiao Long's body, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Walking straight to the center of the martial arts training ground, Xiao Long pinched out a magic decision with both hands, and the long sword on the wooden frame clanged, "whoosh~" sounded, the long sword broke free of the scabbard, and instantly flew to Xiao Long's hand.

Xiao Long looked at the granite not far away, swung it a few times in the air, and shot out a sword qi, only to see that the granite instantly listed cracks,

"Coax~"

The granite instantly split apart and shattered into seven or eight pieces.

It was a heavy piece of granite, and he couldn't stop an attack. The disciples below looked at Xiao Long with an almost fanatical attitude.

"Keep training!" Xiao Long said coldly, putting away his Xuan Qi, the black armor on his body gradually disappeared, and the bare muscles reappeared.

After the group of disciples saw it, they gritted their teeth even more, and their eyes were full of determination.

Ten minutes......

Twenty minutes......

Thirty minutes......

One disciple after another fell, but Xiao Tian continued to hold on.

Xiao Long turned his head and looked at Xiao Tian, who was covered in sweat, his eyes were full of relief, and there was a more complicated look, "This disciple, if he hadn't been assassinated back then, and his dantian hadn't been broken, he should have been a black-armored warrior now, alas, it's a pity." ”

After coming back to his senses, Xiao Long regained his solemn expression again, watched his disciples cultivate, looked at the sun in the sky again, and raised his hand to signal all to gather.

"Remember, your efforts today are your achievements tomorrow, and when it comes to Tingshan to discuss the sword, you have to do your best, do you understand?"

The underground disciples all shouted loudly, "I understand!"

"Okay! That's the end of this morning's cultivation, go back all of them. Xiao Long glanced at the group of disciples indifferently, and randomly turned to leave.

Thinking of Xiao Long's raised hand, shattering thousands of catties of granite, Xiao Tian's heart was filled with unprecedented shock, looking at his distant back, his eyes were full of fanaticism, after all, now, everything is not far away for himself.

When the morning exercise was over, Xiao Tian planned to return to the house immediately and practice Taishang Xuangong. However, where there are people, there will always be rivers and lakes...

"Xiao Tian, when will you be able to break through the third layer? Next month, the family is going to select sword experts, you must participate. A contemptuous voice came from the crowd.