Curator Jin panted and ran over and handed a yellowed paper book to Tang Long in person.

Tang Long was unhappy when he saw that he was smiling and not smiling, and always felt that Curator Jin was smiling cheaply, so he waved his hand and sent him away.

Sitting cross-legged, Tang Long opened the first martial art book he had come into contact with in this other world.

Wang Ba Boxing.

There are six types of Wang Baquan in this boxing, which are pulling out the mountain and covering the world, overlord lifting the ding, breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, unparalleled in the world, embattled and drinking sword Wujiang.

According to legend, Wang Baquan was created by the ancestor of the Tang family, an emperor named Tang Xiangyu. This punch is fierce and domineering. In a certain scuffle, Emperor Tang Xiangyu was surrounded by many high-level dream monks, wanting to capture him alive, Tang Yu Emperor used Wang Ba Fist, one move is unparalleled in the world, and he actually killed dozens of people around, which shows the power of the King Fist.

Tang Long read this Xuan-level martial art Wang Baquan again, and found that his memory was greatly enhanced compared to his previous life, and he almost never forgot it. The moves, the pictures, and the various spiritual power running routes are almost as if they have been imprinted in their minds, and they are clearly visible.

Although he had memorized all the martial arts Wang Ba Fist, Tang Long also knew that it would not work to memorize the martial arts moves. In his previous life, he was just a house, not a special soldier, nor a hidden martial arts master, he didn't even have much experience in fighting, if he wanted to turn Wang Baquan into combat effectiveness, he also needed to be more skilled, so that practice makes perfect and form a fighting instinct, otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to react when I am on the spot.

Tang Long only took a deep breath according to the operation method in the book, and felt that a spiritual power spread all over his body with his breathing, and began to swim around, and quickly condensed towards the position of the eyebrows of his head, faintly, there was a sharp fluctuation emanating from it.

With the operation of Tang Long's martial arts, bursts of spiritual power poured into Tang Long's body like a tide, and the spiritual power entered the body one after another, as if manna had entered the dry field of a long drought, every muscle in the whole body was beating happily, every drop of blood was boiling, and all parts of the body felt a significant enhancement.

grabbed the chair next to him and pinched it, and the innocent chair immediately shattered to the ground, turning into powder and falling from between his fingers.

Tang Long felt that he had never been so powerful, and now even if there was a tiger in front of him, he dared to go to the tiger's mouth to pull out a tooth to play.

"It's really cool!"

Tang Long almost couldn't help but shout.

Feeling this new liliang, Tang Long imagined how powerful he would be after he had achieved success in cultivation and built a foundation to become a dream monk.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

The door of the cultivation room was slammed open from the outside, and a teenager rushed in in a hurry.

Tang Long frowned, looked back dissatisfied, and a young man rushed in sweating, but it was a brother of the same clan, if he was a part-time worker in the Martial Arts Pavilion, Tang Jian.

As soon as Tang Jian came in, he shouted: "Young Master, it's not good, you can hide with me!" After speaking, he was going to pull Tang Long.

Tang Long was interrupted from his cultivation, he was furious, shook off Tang Jian, and roared: "What's wrong! What is the problem of hiding! Is the Axe Gang here?"

Bang!

Tang Long kicked over and closed the door of the cultivation room with one kick.

Turning around, Tang Long pulled away Jiashi and continued to cultivate, he liked that feeling too much, the feeling that he could clearly feel that his liliang was strengthening, it simply made him a little addicted, so he didn't want to care about other things in the martial arts hall, he didn't want to interfere, and he didn't understand.

Besides, if this Humble Martial Arts Hall is a martial arts hall opened by the Tang family, and there are so many cultivators here, what can it do?

Tang Long retracted his mind and asked slowly: "Young man, don't be frizzy, what can you do?"

"Didn't you see me cultivating martial arts?"

Tang Jian hurriedly ran in, but was startled by Tang Long's scolding, and in the blink of an eye, seeing that Tang Long was actually cultivating eight hundred seriously, he only felt that all this completely subverted his imagination, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Isn't it always rumored that Tang Long, the eldest young master of the Tang family, is a waste of cultivation, and it is impossible for him to become a dream monk at all? This burst of heaven and earth aura is almost visible to the naked eye, and it all circles around Tang Long's whole body, which is obviously caused by the speed of absorbing aura too fast, even if he takes the pill to assist, it is nothing more than that!

Tang Long waited for a while and didn't hear a reply, and when he turned his head, Tang Jian's mouth was wide open, and he looked at him dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's the matter? If it's okay, you go out first, and I'll call you to come and practice martial arts with me later." Tang Long waved his hand and motioned for Tang Jian to go out.

"Huh?"

"Something, something. Seeing Tang Long call him out, Tang Jian came back to his senses and said busily: "Young Master, there are a lot of people making trouble down there, and they are smashing the martial arts hall." The curator told me to come and take the eldest young master to hide for a while, well, for a while. ”

Tang Long raised his eyebrows, someone came to make trouble?

This is the Tang family's martial arts hall, and it is the place with the highest concentration of cultivators, although most of them are some low-level cultivators, but it is not something that ordinary people come to provoke. Who eats the gall of a leopard and dares to come here to make trouble? Could it be a colleague?

"Let's make trouble, anyway, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it, and I still have the most important cultivation now. ”

Tang Long felt that what he needed most now was to cultivate quickly, not to worry about any trouble, and it was estimated that it would be useless to go down anyway. said lightly: "Someone is here to make trouble, right, what should you do usually, do it now." What am I hiding? Is there a strong enemy?"

"I can't say that there is a strong enemy, it's just, it's just a little difficult. The curator said that the people who came to make trouble were probably following the eldest young master, and it was not good for the eldest young master to appear, so it was best to avoid it first. ”

"What the hell is it to do with me?"

"The young master of the Fei family, Fei Yong. ”

"What! Fei Yong?"

Fei Yong!

As soon as he heard this name, Tang Long suddenly felt a fluctuation in his emotions, his mind buzzed, and an irrepressible blood qi rushed straight to his brain, and his eyes turned red in an instant!

In Tang Long's memory, it was Fei Yong and others who seriously injured Tang Long, which led to his crossing!

The Fei family is also a family of cultivators in Lin'an Mansion, but compared with the Tang family, a family that is in charge of the family courtyard, the Fei family is nothing, it can only be regarded as a small family.

But in recent years, especially in recent days, some small families like the Fei family have unusually often come to the Tang family to stir up trouble, and the Tang family's Ruo Humble Martial Arts Hall is the object of their frequent care.

But Tang Yuhu, the head of the Tang family, doesn't know if he didn't take these small families in his eyes, or if he was waiting for some opportunity, he has been reluctantly retreating from the provocations of these families, and he has been low-key as always.

The more low-key and tolerant the Tang family is, the more unscrupulous these families become.

Yesterday, Fei Yong and the others used the excuse of a duel to rush up and fight with Tang Long regardless of their faces. In the melee, someone used the long-lost secret technique to destroy the gods, and hit Tang Long's head hard, immediately knocking Tang Long to the ground unconscious.

If it weren't for Tang Long's companions desperately protecting Tang Long and bringing him back to the Tang family's Ruozhuo Academy for Tang Long's third uncle to treat, I am afraid that his soul would have been scattered yesterday.

Fei Yong!

I haven't bothered him yet, and I dare to come here to find trouble!

Tang Long walked back and forth in the cultivation room, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and there was always an impulse in his heart, wanting to rush downstairs directly, and Fei Yong and the others who would make trouble in the future would be killed and disabled.

Tang Long suspected that there might be residual resentment from his predecessor, or some memory affecting him.

After a long time, Tang Long stopped.

There was already a noise coming in downstairs, and the cultivation room was a sealed quiet room, which couldn't stop the noise from coming, it seemed that the downstairs was very lively now.

From time to time, there was a violent vibration, and Tang Long suspected that it might be caused by a fight or smashing something.

"Let's go. We'll meet him when we go down!"

Tang Long waved his hand and greeted Tang Jian, who was standing in the corner in a daze.

......

No. 180, 1st floor.

The huge hall, at this time, is in chaos.

A group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, holding a chair or carrying a stool, shouted and shouted, running back and forth in the hall, smashing whatever they saw, and the sound of crackling sounded loudly.

There are also a few teenagers dressed in the same costumes as Tang Jian, I don't know if they are part-time workers in the martial arts hall or students who come to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts, and they are fighting with a few teenagers in strange costumes.

From time to time, there was a scream of "ahhhh

In the middle of the hall, a young man stood opposite Curator Jin, pointing at Curator Jin's nose and scolding with foaming at the mouth. There were also several teenagers standing in two rows, pointing at each other's noses and scolding.

The young man who confronted Director Jin was thin and thin, wearing a bright red silk robe on his body, looking very ugly, not to mention the monkey cheeks with a sharp beak, and there was a black mole the size of a thumb in the corner of his left eye.

If Tang Long saw it at this time, the boy who was as thin as a monkey and looked like a young man with three eyes was none other than Fei Yong of the Fei family yesterday. At this time, the young man arrogantly pointed at Pavilion Director Jin and shouted: "The surname Jin, you dare to stop me? Get out of the way! Be careful that I kill your whole family!"

After speaking, he swung out a punch, and the fist smashed into Curator Jin's nose with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Curator Jin was still smiling, his fist was approaching, haha smiled, waved his hand, and a spiritual power gushed out, rolling Fei Yong's fist, taking Fei Yong's fist aside, and almost bringing Fei Yong to a heel fight.

Pavilion Director Jin hahadaxiao said a few times, waved his hand and said, "Young Master Fei, please calm your anger, there is something to discuss." ”

Fei Yong didn't hit anyone, but almost fell, annoyed and angry, shouting: "Give it all to me! Smash it hard! Smash this broken martial arts hall for me! See if he can't get out!"

After speaking, Fei Yong raised his head and began to shout with a sharp voice.

"Tang Long, I know you're here, don't you dare to come out?"

"I was scared by my uncle yesterday, right, I dared to tease my woman, do you think it's useful to hide here?"

"Tell you, I Fei Da Young Master, you dare to provoke, it's useless to go to the ends of the earth!"

"Tang Long, aren't you very arrogant?

"Waste, come out, are you scared?"

"Waste ......"

“......”

"Shut up!"

A cold voice came from upstairs.

Fei Yong's eyes narrowed, looking at the handsome young man who slowly walked down from the upper floor, and said gloomily: "Tang Long!"

"You're here!"