036 Morning Exercise Plaza
In the winter morning, the cold sunlight sprinkled on the Yanfu Morning Exercise Square, leaving mottled spots of light in the open space under the shade through the tall poplar trees next to the Morning Exercise Square.
The diligent children of the Yan family swept away the freedom and casualness of the past, and all of them practiced all kinds of immortal spells like a dragon and a tiger, and the sound of various spells breaking through the air resounded throughout the earth.
Yesterday's competition in the arena and the fighting method, Yan Batian's complete victory over Yan Yangtian's shocking counterattack, seemed to give the entire Yan family a sense of urgency, no monk was willing to let the monk he originally looked down on surpass because of his own laziness.
Those monks who were originally complacent about their cultivation finally saw their own shortcomings, and it turned out that low-level monks could also use skillful spells to defeat high-level monks.
The monk who had a low cultivation level was also full of strength, why could the young patriarch beat Yan Yangtian, who was four levels higher than him, in seconds, but I couldn't?
In stark contrast to these, in the open space near a gravel path in the morning exercise square, five teenagers stood upright in front of the four behind.
The young man at the head covered his chest, and kept coughing dryly, every time the cough sounded, he was shaking, as if he couldn't support it, obviously the injury was not healed. But his waist was straight, like a towering tree standing in the midst of a hurricane, and although he bent his waist when the hurricane came, once the hurricane subsided, he regained his tenacity and straightness.
The four teenagers behind him all showed anxious looks, looking at the gravel path in front of them from time to time, and occasionally seeing the tall back of the young man in front of him, his face showed a complex look of admiration and distress.
Obviously, in this small circle of the Yan family, the young man led by him has absolute prestige and cohesion, so that the four teenagers behind him sincerely support him.
After a long time, the young man led by him suddenly shook his body, and quickly held back the dry cough in his abdomen that wanted to rush up, and his pale face was flushed with a sickly blush because of forbearance, but his waist was straighter.
The four teenagers behind him also stood neatly in an instant, like four evergreen cedars.
On the gravel path, with their hands on their backs, their demeanor is lazy, and the corners of their mouths outline a charming arc.
The young man with a lazy demeanor is Yan Batian, who just defeated Yan Yangtian yesterday, the young man with a straight waist, who is not Yan Yangtian who was defeated? The four young men behind him are Yan Yangtian's four hardcore brothers, including Yan Wentian.
Standing at the end of the gravel path, his clear eyes flashed with interest, Yan Batian looked at the group of five people with a smile, and his gaze finally fell on Yan Yangtian's resolute face that showed a sickly red face with a dry cough.
Yan Yangtian, whose face was flushed, finally couldn't bear it anymore when he took the first step, and coughed loudly, and the blood he coughed up splashed all over the ground, staining a large area of bluestone ground in the square in front of him.
The four hardcore brothers behind him reached out to support them almost at the same time, and when they were about to touch Yan Yangtian's body, they were stopped by him with a sharp look, and the four of them froze at the same time, not daring to step forward to help them again.
Stretching out his hand to wipe away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, Yan Yangtian endured the pain in his body, his expression was resolute, and he walked towards Yan Batian not far away step by step.
Stepping on the blood that had not yet dried up, the blood was stained all over the soles of his shoes, and behind Yan Yangtian, a string of bloody footprints appeared, bright red in color, which was extremely dazzling.
A different color flashed in his clear eyes, Yan Batian looked at Yan Yangtian, who was still standing tall and stubborn after enduring the pain, and remembered his previous life cultivation was still very low, that kind of character that did not admit defeat, and it was a copy of his previous life cultivation below the Jindan period.
Yesterday in the ring, Yan Batianxia was extremely measured, and the damage of letting Yan Yangtian recuperate in bed for a month was still very heavy. If you don't cultivate well and blindly be strong, it is likely to bury hidden dangers that are difficult to repair in the body.
This kind of hidden danger is not obvious when the monk is in the lower realm, but once he reaches the middle realm, especially when he is in the golden pill stage, it will be revealed, and if he wants to repair it at that time, it will not be so easy.
Moving in front of Yan Batian step by step, Yan Yangtian, who was already breathing rapidly, had firmness flashing in his eyes, and the look on his face that was full of pain and tried his best to hide it was heart-wrenching.
Taking out a storage bag and holding it with both hands, Yan Yangtian said with a strong spirit: "Cousin Batian, this is the two hundred lower grade spirit stones that I lost to you yesterday, and I Yan Yangtian will do what he says!"
The lazy form disappeared in an instant, and the sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth had been replaced by worry, Yan Batian's clear eyes stared at Yan Yangtian tightly, his white little hand took the storage bag in his slightly trembling big hand, and was about to speak, Yan Yangtian's performance made him stunned.
The tough and upright body went around to the side, and quickly took a step to the side, Yan Yangtian is going to fulfill his promise, and he will walk around Yan Batian in the future.
The tenacious body just went around, and it seemed that he had completed the obsession in his heart, Yan Yangtian only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't support it anymore, his upright body was shaky, and he was about to fall down.
Only to feel that he was supported by a strong arm, Yan Yangtian lost consciousness.
"What are you doing there? Your boss needs to be carried back to rest now!"
The light in his eyes that wanted to erupt flames, staring at the four Yan Yang Tian dead friends who were standing not far away, and Yan Batian, who was holding Yan Yang Tian, yelled at them.
The four teenagers who were stunned quickly rushed up, carefully casting spells, forming a soft cyan "stretcher", and lifting the unconscious Yan Yangtian.
"Yan Batian, you'd better pray that our boss is in good health, if he has any three long and two short, the four of us and you are not finished!"
One of the teenagers was obviously a fiery temper, and when he saw that Yan Yangtian was unconscious, he roared directly at Yan Batian.
"Shut up!"
Glancing at Yan Batian apologetically, Yan Wentian, who bowed to him slightly, shouted at Yan Wutian, who was glaring angrily at Yan Batian, "If it weren't for the young patriarch to help him, I'm afraid the boss would have fallen directly to the ground!"
The anger in his eyes had disappeared, a smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly appeared, and Yan Batian looked at these brothers who had been friends with him with a smile, and he was a little jealous in his heart. In his previous life, he was mighty and domineering, and he was the pride of the sky, but he had an arrogant personality and rarely had such friends.
"It seems to be a good choice to hand over the Yan family to this Yan Yangtian with such cohesion in the future!"
Yan Batian, who was secretly thinking about his heart in his heart, looked at the five brothers who were drifting away, and suddenly said lightly: "Tell you boss, when I have time, I will come to visit!"
"Okay! The young patriarch's meaning, we will definitely pass it on to the boss! However, we believe that the boss will not give in!"
Hearing such an answer, Yan Batian was a little amused, these brothers obviously misunderstood what he meant.