"He's really the day after tomorrow!"

Zeng Hui and Zeng Can both lowered their heads weakly.

"I'll meet your family for a while!"

A young man standing beside Zeng Xiaolong, staring at Zeng Xiaoyu on the stage with a pair of blazing eyes, obviously itching.

dropped a sentence, ran a few runs, and jumped into the ring in one fell swoop.

"Zeng Hao, don't bully our family's elder, he has just entered the seventh day of the day after tomorrow!"

Zeng Xiaolong and Cao Xiaoyu reminded the young man worriedly.

But at this time, Zeng Hao had already come to the ring, staring at Zeng Xiaoyu with a pair of eyes with fierce intent, where would he hear the reminder of Zeng Xiaolong's brothers?

"Zeng Hao has come to power! I didn't expect Xiaoyu's blockbuster to attract Zeng Hao to the stage!"

The scene was boiling again.

Zeng Hao is different from Zeng Hui, Zeng Hao belongs to the elite who ranks higher in the family.

This person has cultivated the family's Iron Finger Skill and Whirlwind Leg Technique, and has already perfected these two martial arts.

Even if a second-generation master encounters him, he needs to be very cautious so as not to be defeated by him.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zeng Xiaoyu and Zeng Hao on the stage with great interest, wanting to see if Zeng Xiaoyu could resist Zeng Hao's moves.

"Xiaoyu, I'll try your kung fu! Don't keep your hands later! Because I'll do my best! Hehe!"

Zeng Hao is obviously a martial idiot, his eyes are staring at Zeng Xiaoyu at this moment, his vigorous body is like a fierce tiger, ready to attack.

Zeng Hui's arrogant fate just now taught a lesson to the children present, so that Zeng Hao did not dare to be careless in the face of Zeng Xiaoyu, but was like a lion fighting a rabbit, planning to do his best.

"Brother Zeng Hao, just come on! I won't leave my hand!"

Zeng Xiaoyu already knew that he couldn't hide his strength anymore, so he simply singled himself and planned to enjoy this competition.

"Look at the move!"

Before Zeng Xiaoyu finished speaking, Zeng Hao immediately shouted, his body moved, and a pair of strong and powerful legs and feet, with the sound of the whirring wind, swept towards Zeng Xiaoyu's body like a raging storm.

"What a powerful whirlwind leg technique! Such a sharp leg technique, I'm afraid that even the second-generation masters in the family will sigh to themselves, right?"

As soon as Zeng Hao used the whirlwind leg method, he immediately won a lot of applause from the audience.

Zeng Hao's whirlwind leg method really reached the point of perfection, and it was like a whirlwind, with amazing momentum, one ring after another, and one leg after another.

It makes people look at it, and there is a feeling that there is no way to hide.

At this time, Zeng Hao's attack had come, and everyone looked at Zeng Xiaoyu on the stage with an indifferent face, and secretly sweated for him again.

Everyone wanted to see how Zeng Xiaoyu defused Zeng Hao's leg attack.

However, to everyone's shock, Zeng Xiaoyu did not make a move to defuse Zeng Hao's attack, but when Zeng Hao's iron leg came, he made a straight punch and blasted forward.

At this time, Zeng Xiaoyu used the family's martial arts, the Storm Thunder Fist.

And although Zeng Xiaoyu's move is straightforward, simple and clear, the grasp of the timing is also as accurate as just now, and it will kill with one hit.

Iron legs and iron fists meet, whirlwinds and storms meet thunder, and it depends on who is stronger.

Zeng Hao was very surprised, when he used this whirlwind leg move, Zeng Hao thought that Zeng Xiaoyu would dodge, but Zeng Xiaoyu did not.

At this time, his legs were already close to Zeng Xiaoyu, and he couldn't take them back, so he could only let the iron legs that carried the momentum of ten thousand jun come into close contact with Zeng Xiaoyu's seemingly weak fist.

Finally, Zeng Xiaoyu's fist collided with the soles of Zeng Hao's feet, making a muffled sound.

Zeng Xiaoyu didn't move at all, but Zeng Hao's body seemed to be hit by a big truck, and he quickly fell under the ring, and he was in mid-air, his face was still full of disbelief.

Fortunately, Zeng Xiaoyu did not use any killing moves when he shot down Zeng Hao, and after Zeng Hao landed, he took more than a dozen steps back before he stood firm.

After standing firmly, Zeng Hao still looked at Zeng Xiaoyu with a pair of shocked eyes.

"Strong! too strong!"

Although the two sides only exchanged one move just now, Zeng Hao can be sure that Zeng Xiaoyu's internal strength is definitely far superior to him, it may be the acquired eightfold, and it may even be...

Zeng Hao didn't dare to think about it anymore, just smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be so strong, Xiaoyu, I lost!"

"Hey! he can actually shake the leg skill of Zeng Hao, who is the seventh heaviest day after tomorrow, and he can defeat Zeng Hao in one move!"

"What kind of strength is he? Is it the eighth day after tomorrow?"

As soon as Zeng Hao's words fell, it immediately caused a gasp around him.

Many people looked at Zeng Xiaoyu on the stage with a frightened face, because Zeng Xiaoyu can no longer be looked at with the eyes of ordinary people.

Maybe it would be more appropriate to call him a demon.

The three elders all looked excited, and three pairs of eyes stared at Zeng Xiaoyu with blazing eyes.

There is such a demon in the family, it is definitely the ancestral tomb that is smoking!

Zeng Chuping and Han Yurou were already so excited at this time that they couldn't help themselves.

Han Yurou even fell on Zeng Chuping's shoulder and wept silently.

Zeng Xiaoyu's qualifications have always been a pain in the hearts of the husband and wife.

When Zeng Xiaoyu was very young, the couple tried their best to seek medical advice, but they failed to improve Zeng Xiaoyu's qualifications.

In the end, both husband and wife had no way to take Zeng Xiaoyu's qualifications, and every day they watched Zeng Xiaoyu get up to practice before dawn in order to break through to the third level, and his stubborn appearance always made the husband and wife cry secretly.

It turned out that the husband and wife thought that the eldest in the family could only reach the third level of martial arts in the future.

The husband and wife have long since resigned themselves to their fate.

However, Zeng Xiaoyu, who did not succumb to fate, gave the two of them a big surprise!

The eighth day after tomorrow, placed on a teenager who is less than sixteen years old, always looks so amazing!

"Boss, let the eldest brother come and meet you for a while!"

Suddenly, Zeng Xiaolong let out a loud laugh.

Then I saw him stomp heavily on the ground, and his body bounced high like a cannonball.

Then it fell heavily on the ring, and even the ring shook with Zeng Xiaolong's landing.

"Xiaolong has made a move, he is the first genius of the family, and before he is thirty years old, he has already cultivated to the eighth level of the day after tomorrow!

Moreover, the martial arts he cultivated were the most difficult to practice in the family!"

Zeng Xiaolong's ascension to the stage caused an uproar in the audience again.

The atmosphere has been pushed to a high point.

The two families teach skills, and they are also siblings, so there are a lot of highlights.

Zeng Xiaoyu looked at Zeng Xiaolong, who was burly and as strong as an iron tower.

Compared with Zeng Xiaolong's burly figure, Zeng Xiaoyu, whose body has not yet grown, stands in front of him, just like a dwarf standing in front of a giant, there is no comparison.

Moreover, what Zeng Xiaolong cultivated was the most difficult martial art in the family to practice, the Bull Shaking Mountain Skill.

Cultivating the Brute Bull Shaking Mountain Gong is extremely arduous, and it requires a special person to beat the cultivators one by one every day, and then soak them in the body-strengthening medicinal liquid, so that they can get started in five years and become small in ten years.

After more than ten years of cultivation, Zeng Xiaolong has already cultivated the Brute Bull Mountain Shaking Skill to a small success, and it is not far from Dacheng.