The years are in a hurry, I don't know what year and night, the Pope Hall of Wuhun City.

At this time, a little boy with blonde hair and a look of pride in his eyes, about five or six years old, was sweating profusely on the training ground two kilometers in front of the Pope's Palace, practicing a set of boxing techniques unknown in this world.

The vigorous fist wind cut through the air in front of it like a sharp sword, whirring, echoing in this training ground, and a set of boxing techniques was quickly practiced. It's just that the little boy didn't stop at all, continued to pick up the starting hand of the boxing method, and continued to practice from the beginning.

Over and over again, soon this set of punches was practiced by the little boy no less than ten times, and his delicate little face was flushed with suffocation, and a trace of anger flashed in his blue eyes.

"Whew~Whew~"

Taking a deep breath, the little boy practiced for the twentieth time, at this time he struggled to untie the weight that was tied to his limbs, and the weight of the weight landed in a cloud of dust, which was obviously not light, and it was the amount of practice he had to do every day since he was three years old.

At the back of the training ground were an old man and a young man, one of whom was a young man who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old and dressed in a black power suit. He has a well-proportioned figure, delicate facial features, and his long black hair is tied up with a hemp rope, fluttering in the wind, and the whole person looks handsome and upright, heroic and extraordinary.

Next to the young man was an old man with a white beard and a golden robe, he stood with his hands in his hands, looking kind and kind, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he was by no means an ordinary old man.

The old man looked at the little boy who untied the weight, nodded involuntarily, and cautiously asked the young man beside him: "Grandpa Gaozu (grandpa's grandfather), this set of Black Tiger Fist should be okay!" ”

It's an incredible picture of an old man who looks nearly a hundred years old to call a young man Grandpa, but it happened at this time.

The young man pursed his lips, glared at the old man's mouth, and said with hatred: "It's still a ghost, it's only barely integrated after three years of practice, let alone practicing the Black Tiger Fist." ”

The old man who said this was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but retort, can the fist intent be practiced so casually?

If the fist intent is practiced so easily, wouldn't the broken spear momentum that the Broken One clan relied on to make a name for itself and the Seven Killing Sword Intent of the Chen, which is known as the first attack martial soul in the mainland, become a big road product?

The old man complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more, the official level crushed people to death, and this generation was even bigger, and it was even more incredible.

"Also, Xiaoliuer, how did you become a pope? The so-called Haotian Sect, the first sect in the mainland, has jumped like this recently, and you haven't said anything about it? ”

"Could it be that you want my old bones to exert some residual heat? Help you kill their arrogance again? ”

The old man is also a thousand rumors directly a spirit, this thousand heavy Ling old ancestor is almost 1,400 years old, although he looks young, but he may also spiral to heaven in the next second.

If you let the ancestors and ancestors know that the old ancestor of Qianzhongling dragged a handful of old bones out to help the Wuhun Hall establish its authority, it would be fine to die halfway, but if he hung up directly after half of the fight, then what face would he have to go to see the ancestors of heaven.

Qiandaoliu hurriedly said: "It's good to leave the matter of fighting and killing to our young people, you, ancestor, eat when you should eat, drink when you want, and play if you want..."

Qianzhongling shrugged his shoulders, looked indifferent, and said slowly: "Hey, the Qianjia family is really not as good as the generation, I think that back then, your grandfather and I, I didn't dare to let go of the so-called three farts that were beaten by one person..."

Qiandaoliu listened to Qianzhongling's old ancestor reminiscing about his past years with a black line on his face, and wanted to interrupt but didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only listen silently.

After half a ring, Qian Chongling finally stopped recalling, he said: "Xiao Liu'er, you think it's okay to practice Xiaoxiao to this extent, then that's it." ”

"When the time comes, I will be beaten by a little ghost who has just entered the realm of Title Douluo at level ninety-five, so it will be too late."

"Grandpa Gao is joking again, how could Super Douluo, who had been promoted to level ninety-five with our Thousand Family Seraphim Martial Souls, be defeated by a person who had just entered this realm?" Qiandaoliu said helplessly.

"You just spoil him, and you'll know when the time comes." After finishing speaking, Qianzhongling didn't wait for Qiandaoliu father and son to say anything, and walked out of the training ground step by step.

Qiandaoliu pursed his lips and said in his heart: "Old man, can you not be spoiled?" ”

Seeing that Qianzhongling was a little far away, the panting Chihiro said to his father Qiandaoliu with palpitations: "Baba, is he really the ancestor of our Qianjia?" ”

Qiandaoliu was stunned for a moment, and then directly threw it over with a big slap, and Qianhiro looked confused, Qiandaoliu said: "Your father, your grandfather, your grandfather's father, are all grown up by the ancestors, can this be fake?" ”

"Even if you suspect that you are not my own child, you can't doubt the ancestor!"

Speaking of this, Qiandaoliu suddenly slapped again.

I have to say, this feels pretty good, no wonder the ancestors like to move the younger generations with the iron fist of love so much! I'll try more in the future, Qiandaoliu secretly said in his heart.

Chihiro: Are you polite two old guys?

As for why Chihiro thinks so, it's because he has been beaten by Qianzhong since he was a child, and he has been beaten every three days and a big fight in five days, and he doubts his life.

And why did Qianzhongling fight Qianhiro? Secret Room Douluo, who will you fight if you don't beat you?

Now it has become your ancestor, you can beat you whenever you want, you can beat you when you are in a good mood, you can beat it when you are in a good mood, and you will be angry when you are in a bad mood, this is still a justifiable fight, and you have to accept it!

Therefore, Qianzhongling is enjoying it.

"By the way, I've been thinking about it recently, the old man is going to go out to travel to the mainland, and if he dies, he will ask someone to bring the ashes back."

The words fluttering in the distance interrupted the thoughts of Qiandaoliu's father and son, especially Qiandaoliu couldn't help but burst into tears at this time.

As a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, he naturally knew that he had reached a certain realm, and he could roughly know that his limit was approaching.

And in the eyes of Qiandaoliu, Qianzhongling, who has lived for more than 1,400 years, can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented, so Qiandaoliu is not surprised, after all, he is ready in his heart.

Qianzhongling sent away his Qiandaoliu's father, grandfather, grandfather, and now it is finally his turn to send Qiandaoliu away.

Qiandaoliu took a deep breath and said, "Congratulations to the old ancestor!" ”

Chihiro's eyes focused, and when he came back to his senses, he also said, "Congratulations to the old ancestor!" ”

Qianzhongling: What's that? You two little bunnies, are you cursing me? Who will send who is not necessarily whom, wait and see!

After Qianzhongling walked away, Qianxun waved his hand, beckoned the maid to hand over a towel, wiped the hot sweat on his body, and tidied up the mirror in the maid's hand a little, and then left the martial arts arena with Qiandaoliu.

Because today is Chihiro's sixth birthday, and it is also the day to awaken the martial spirit!