Although this little episode was nothing to Yang Shaotian, he soon returned to the grove to continue to improve his perception. But for the onlookers, Yang Shaotian has become a popular figure, at least most of the new students now know what an amazing character Yang Shaotian is through word of mouth.

People who were still in the freshman group or privately mocked Yang Shaotian and Xu Linling as toads and wanted to eat swan meat also shut up, because Yang Shaotian really has the ability.

And many girls have even become Yang Shaotian's fans or admirers, clamoring to establish a fan club, and some people began to ask Yang Shaotian's classmates about Yang Shaotian's personal information, and even contact information and dormitory number.

But He Jiazheng on the other side is not so comfortable, he is not only injured now, but more importantly, he broke the family heirloom He Jie's stick, and his father will definitely be furious when he knows it. Now he doesn't care about his own face or anything else, because this stick is much more valuable than his own face.

He Jiazheng thought about it and couldn't think of a good way, so he had no choice but to call Hou Nancheng to see if the other party had any good solutions.

After Hou Nancheng listened to what He Jiazheng said on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for himself, fortunately, his father asked him not to make trouble these days, otherwise if he really went to trouble Yang Shaotian with He Jiazheng's brothers, I am afraid that his situation will not be good now. But the stronger Yang Shaotian's strength is, the more Hou Nancheng hopes that Yang Shaotian will die, but it is only two days before the weekend, and Hou Nancheng is not such a breathless person.

Hou Nancheng said to He Jiazheng with a smile, "You must tell your father immediately about the broken stick of He Jie, otherwise it will be over when he finds out." ”

He Jia was anxiously crying on the other end of the phone, "I don't know where I am, but if I say that I took it out to cause trouble because of a personal grudge and broke it, my dad can beat me to death, you can't help me!"

"I didn't let you tell the truth," Hou Nancheng took a sip of the wine in his hand, and then said sinisterly, "Of course, it's going to add oil and vinegar, just tell your dad as I say... ”

Half an hour later, in the house prepared by He Jiazheng's father and son of the Hou family, He Jiazheng's father clenched his fists, and then slammed a table to smash.

"Jiazheng, what you said is true?" He Jiazheng's father almost gritted his teeth and asked this sentence.

He Jiazheng was a little afraid to look directly at his father, so he had to cower and say, "Yes, yes, I originally wanted to bring it over to show the young master of the Hou family our family heirloom, but that kid fell in love with the stick on the road, I refused to give it to him, and he couldn't grab it, so I didn't know how to break the stick." ”

He Jiazheng's father was even more angry now, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, it seems that I, He Tianying, have not done it for too long, and someone actually bullied my son!"

He Tianying, the head of the He family, is already a seventh-level martial artist in his early fifties, so he naturally has his own arrogance, and he dotes on his son very much, usually his son turns a blind eye when he makes a small mistake, and often comes out or wipes his ass for the evil deeds that his son does. Now that I heard that my son was bullied and the family heirloom stick was broken, I was naturally angry.

He Jia was looking at his father like this, and seeing that his father did not blame him, his heart was a little lighter, and he continued, "Father, that kid, also said... Then he pretended to be speechless and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, He Tianying roared, "Say!"

The kid also said that this broken stick will break when it is broken, and he also said, this is what our He family is. ”

He Tianying looked at the broken stick on the ground, stood up directly, wandered around the house several times angrily, and then stomped his foot, stepping on the floor cracks, and then roared angrily, "Bastard, bastard! I want him !!to die."

At this time, Hou Nancheng walked in from outside the door with the servant who led the way, bowed to He Tianying, and asked respectfully, "Uncle He, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know what makes you so angry?"

Of course, He Tianying didn't know that Hou Nancheng had known these things for a long time, although he was very angry and didn't want to say it, but Hou Nancheng's identity was here, and he didn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, so he still forced the anger in his heart to tell Hou Nancheng what happened.

After hearing this, Hou Nancheng pretended to be shocked and said, "There is still such a thing!? Who in this Jianghu does not know Uncle He's name, and dares to do this, it is really a self-defeating way to kill himself! Uncle He, don't worry, this time it is our Hou family who asked you to help sit in the competition together, and your business is our Hou family's business... It's just these two days, I hope you can endure it, and when these two days pass, our Hou family will definitely help, and when you want that kid to die or what, our Hou family will definitely help!"

He Tianying didn't think much about it, but when he heard Hou Nancheng say this, he naturally felt a lot more comfortable, nodded and said, "Nancheng, then uncle will thank you and the Hou family in advance, uncle will not act rashly in the past two days, but when the weekend passes... Then He Tianying's eyes flashed fiercely, and his right hand made a gesture of wiping his neck on his neck.

Hou Nancheng naturally understood, smiled and nodded, then bowed again and walked out of the house.

On the way back to Hou's house, Hou Nancheng was enjoying whiskey with ice in the car, and said with a sneer, "Yang Shaotian, Yang Shaotian, your good days are over, if you want to blame it, you have a crush on Xu Linling." ”

At this time, Yang Shaotian in the grove was unaware of such a danger, but continued to use the effect of the spirit fruit to rapidly improve his perception, and sure enough, in the evening, he successfully broke through to the realm of 60%.

Yang Shaotian got up, and seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his cultivation in the past two days, and he knew the sky in the sea and talked with Yang Shaotian with great interest.

"Boy, your marksmanship is a bit interesting, where did you learn it?" asked Tian.

Yang Shaotian thought for a while, and then didn't hide it, and said to the sky, "When I was a child, my father took me to learn some martial arts, and I learned it at that time. ”

Tian pondered for a moment, as if he wanted to think of something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Yang Shaotian didn't care, he decided to rest well tonight, consolidate his feelings, and then use the time of sleep to consolidate the second type of Doutian Thirteen Style Chong Ling Tian, so that he could use the best state to break through the realm tomorrow. As long as you can break through the realm and enter the psychic realm, then the Hudu family competition the day after tomorrow will not be a problem.

Thinking of this, Yang Shaotian happily walked back in the direction of the dormitory.