Compared with the happiness of the Yang family, the atmosphere of the Chen and Lu families at the moment was full of dullness and gloom.

"Why is this Yang family's luck so good? Yang Yi is such a genius with innate divine power, do you want anyone to live?"

Lu Fei sighed, his face full of bitterness.

Today, he lost face and swept the ground, Chen Liang's face was gloomy and terrible, and he sat in the hall without saying a word.

Lu Fei glanced at Chen Liang and saw that he didn't react, so he couldn't help but sigh again.

"Grass, you must not let Yang Yi grow!

Chen Liang slapped the Zinanmu table next to him.

Click.

The table was smashed to dust by him.

"Yes, we must not let him grow up, otherwise you and I will be completely finished!"

Lu Fei echoed.

At this moment, the two of them had learned about the whole process of Cuixiping, and they felt more and more that they couldn't let Yang Yi continue to grow.

"What do you have in mind?" Chen Liang looked at Lu Fei.

"Why don't you ask the one from Huang Fengling to help?"

Lu Fei pondered for a moment and said in a murderous whisper.

"Can you please move him? After all, we don't know him well, will he make a move?"

Chen Liang's eyes lit up first, and then he hesitated.

"It should be fine, but I'm afraid you and I will bleed heavily. Brother Chen, look ......"

Lu Fei squinted at Chen Liang.

"Don't worry, the silver is shared by our two families, and we won't let your family bear it. However, I have to ask Brother Lu to come forward in this matter, after all, I have never been in contact with that person. ”

Chen Liang's eyes flickered.

Lu Fei frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, it's decided." You get the money ready, I will go there in person at the end of the year, and be sure to let him find an opportunity to intercept and kill Yang Yi in the coming year!"

"No problem!" Chen Liang said coldly.

......

Time flies, and the New Year is coming.

After this year, Yang Yi is one year older and is already fourteen.

Although the main members of the Yang family all went to the outer mountains of the Lingyun Sect, causing the Yang family to have a lonely New Year, Yang Yi was very happy and satisfied.

Being able to accompany your parents and have a happy New Year is worth it more than anything else.

After the year, it is indispensable to visit relatives and friends.

But all this has nothing to do with Yang Yi.

He hid at home, and except for the entertainment that he couldn't shirk, all the other time was spent on cultivation.

After leaving the relatives, on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, his mother guarded the Yang family, and Yang Yi cleaned up, said goodbye to his mother, and went on the road with his father to Changshan City, preparing to accompany his father to the Zhao family, the city lord's mansion, to pay New Year's greetings to Zhao Yunfeng.

Of course, according to the normal situation, Yang Xuanlin should go to Changshan City on the first day of the Lunar New Year to pay New Year's greetings to Zhao Yunfeng, his boss.

However, Zhao Yunfeng is the lord of Changshan City, and he has a lot of entertainment, so he doesn't have time to receive a little person like Yang Xuanlin.

Still according to the usual practice, these former old subordinates can only wait for Zhao Yunfeng to finish the entertainment, and gather in Changshan City around the tenth day of the Lunar New Year to pay New Year's greetings to his old superior.

The gift to the Zhao family was enough to fill three cars.

Accompanied by dozens of escorts, the group set off in a majestic manner.

It took a day for everyone to rush to Changshan City and settle down in the courtyard of the Yang family in Changshan City.

That night, Yang Xuanlin specially called Yang Yi to him and told him carefully.

"Yi'er, tomorrow you will go to the city lord's house of Zhao City Lord with your father to pay New Year's greetings, remember, don't look at it when you enter the city lord's mansion, let alone open your mouth. No matter what happens, everything has to be listened to the Father, understand?"

"Don't worry, Dad, the child understands. Although Yang Yi nodded in agreement, he didn't take the matter too seriously.

Isn't it just a New Year's greeting to the old boss, the official entertainment, that's it, is there really anything special that can't be done?

"Dad, the child has gone to cultivate. ”

"Well, go ahead. ”

Yang Yi grabbed a brand-new black iron rod and came to the courtyard.

This black iron rod was newly created at the end of the year, all of which were made of fine refined black iron, and the weight reached 1,800 catties, which is the limit of the length of nine feet.

Yang Yi's strength and combat skills have reached the peak of weightlifting, and he is one step away from reaching another realm.

As we all know, there are three realms of artistic conception of strength, which are Xiaocheng's "lifting weights if light", Dacheng's "lifting weights if heavy", and the perfect realm of "lifting weights if weighty, lifting light if light".

The battle with Chen Liang made Yang Yi fully realize the importance of physical strength.

If his physical strength reached a certain level, he would not even have to use his internal strength to defeat Chen Liang.

Of course, this is not to say that internal forces are not important.

In fact, without the assistance of a strong internal force, even if he could finally resist Chen Liang's stunt, he would eventually be devoured by blood and qi, and thus suffer heavy damage.

Both are equally important, but in comparison, at the moment, in the body refining realm, absolute power is obviously more advantageous than internal qi.

Yang Yi clutched the black iron rod weighing 1,800 catties with both hands, and practiced the powerful vajra stick method in the courtyard with one move at a time, carefully appreciating the realm of lifting weights.

After he cultivated this set of stick methods to the consummation realm, he first got a glimpse of the mystery of the artistic conception of power.

Now that we are about to break through Xiaocheng and step into Dacheng, we naturally have to work hard, keep practicing, and strive for another breakthrough.

He practiced it over and over again until one moment.

This 1,800-pound black iron rod, in his hand, is like a feather, light without any weight, the stick is free, round and wishful, and there is not even the sound of breaking the wind.

"I see. ”

Yang Yi completely comprehended the realm of weightlifting.

He then dropped the black iron rod and picked up an ordinary wooden stick from the side.

This wooden stick weighs only a few catties, and compared to the black iron stick, it is no different from a feather.

The powerful vajra stick method was opened, and gradually, the wooden stick in his hand seemed to have turned into a cooked copper stick weighing more than 200 catties.

The whirring sound of breaking the air aroused terrifying energy.

Click.

The wooden stick couldn't withstand Yang Yi's strength and broke into dozens of pieces.

Yang Yi shook his head slightly.

It is not difficult to lift weights lightly, but it is not easy to lift weights in reverse.

Not only does it have to burst out with the strength of the whole body, but this power must also be controlled to the maximum without the slightest leakage, which is too difficult.

Undeterred, he continued to pick up another stick and practiced.

......

Early the next morning.

Everyone got up early, and under the supervision of Yang Xuanlin, they finished washing, had breakfast, drove the carriage, and galloped towards the city lord's mansion.

"Yi'er, Dad's explanation yesterday must be remembered. When you get down to the city lord's mansion, everything is seen in the eyes of the father, remember not to look around, not to ......"

On the first carriage, Yang Xuanlin's father and son sat side by side, Yang Xuanlin looked serious again, and repeated the instructions to Yang Yi.

"Daddy, the child knows, everything is up to you. You've repeated this dozens of times, and your ears are calloused. Yang Yi smiled bitterly.

Yang Xuanlin smiled and shook his head.

"With the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of the Body Refining Realm, you will definitely be able to stand out this year and go to the Lingyun Sect to participate in the outer gate assessment. At this time, the most important thing is not to leave a bad impression on City Lord Zhao. ”

Yang Xuanlin took the trouble and continued to advise very seriously, explaining the benefits and disadvantages to Yang Yi.

Yang Xuanlin's worries are not unreasonable.

Even if Yang Yi can stand out from the elite disciple selection competition of the Martial Academy, if he leaves a bad impression on Zhao Yunfeng, Zhao Yunfeng, with his own rights, can easily move his hands and feet from it, and just find an excuse, he can make Yang Yi unable to go to the outer gate of the Lingyun Sect to participate in the assessment.

Yang Yi's heart was awe-inspiring, and when he came to the door of Zhao's mansion, he looked at his nose and nose, and according to his father's explanation, he was honest, sitting in the carriage, like a piece of wood, with a wooden face, like a country boy who had just entered the city.