82: C82 Martial arts hall

C82 Martial arts hall

The days passed peacefully.

Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao were training like crazy, day and night. He only wanted to break through another level before the Spirit Ascension Sect.

On the tenth day that returned, he unexpectedly received a message from Xiao Busi.

Xiao Busi and Xiao Futu were the only two people that had good impressions of the Xiao Family, he had summoned Xiao Lang and immediately stopped his training, and without changing his clothes, he headed towards Qingdi's pavilion with a head full of sweat.

"Grandfather!"

Xiao Lang immediately bowed after entering the study room, but Xiao Busi said very seriously: "From now on, there's no need to bow when you see me.

Xiao Lang grinned and did not say a word, he only looked at Xiao Busi, and wondered why he had called him here. Xiao Busi pointed to the chair at the side for Xiao Lang to sit down, then said benevolently: "I heard that you've been training like a madman recently? How about it? Are you confident you can reach the middle rank of the warlord before the Spirit Festival? "

Xiao Lang said honestly: "I should be able to do it!"

"Langer!"

Xiao Busi nodded with satisfaction: "I heard that you don't get along well with the children of the clan? Not going out even within the clan's Cyan Robe Pavilion? This isn't good. No matter what, the Xiao Clan is your home. There are conflicts with some young disciples, so it's fine if there are conflicts. But you still have to be part of this big family and be accepted by most people. I plan to make you the junior family head after you awaken your divine soul, on the condition that you awaken a Heaven Rank Divine Soul. So, you still need to perform the necessary actions, otherwise, it will be too heartless. The Elders will object to it, after all, the Young Patriarch is the candidate to be the Clan Master.

"Young Patriarch!"

Xiao Lang was startled. Young Patriarch and Young Master's statuses were completely different, their statuses in the family were even higher than an elder's, and even higher than an elder's.

He touched his nose and was unable to accept it. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Xiao Busi's hopeful eyes and nodded his head: "Grandfather, I will pay attention!"

"Alright!"

Xiao Busi was extremely happy. He was most afraid that Xiao Lang would grow up in the mountains and become solitary, unruly and unrestrained. If he did that, it would be difficult for him to promote and protect Xiao Lang. He warned again, "Don't stay at the Cyan Robe Pavilion for your training. Go to the family's Martial Arts Practice Hall and cultivate with everyone else. There were no factions within the Xiao family, so many of the disciples were not bad. They wanted to have a good chat with them. You should understand what your grandfather means, right? "

"There are no factions ?"

Xiao Lang secretly curled his lips, but did not have the heart to go against Xiao Busi's kindness, and could only reply: "Okay, grandfather, I'll go cultivate in the Martial Arts Practice Hall tomorrow!"

Under Xiao Busi's satisfied gaze, Xiao Lang directly returned to the Cyan Robe Pavilion. After telling his aunt about this matter, Xiao Qingyi also nodded his head and said: "Your grandfather has put in a lot of effort, and wants to cultivate you to take over. Regardless of whether you care or not, show it, and let your grandfather be happy, he's suffered as much as we have!"

Xiao Qingyi understood Xiao Lang's personality very well. It would be very difficult for him to become the Xiao Family's Patriarch. Xiao Lang was like a lone wolf. It might not be a problem if he could lead a few wolves to fight, but to manage a pack of wolves, it would probably be harder than killing him.

Xiao Lang was silent. It was the same no matter where they were cultivating, so the young masters of the Xiao family probably wouldn't dare to offend him. If he could act however he liked and make his grandfather and aunt happy, he wouldn't mind acting better.

On the second day, Xiao Lang woke up early and stayed in his room to cultivate the Profound Qi for two hours. Xiao Dao's personality was gloomy, Xiao Lang decided to let him cultivate with Qian Xun and the others.

The Martial Exhibition Hall was right at the side of the plaza in the center of the Courtyard of Xiao Family. When Xiao Lang walked in, there were already hundreds of Children of Xiao Family s sitting in a meditative pose and cultivating the Profound Qi.

"It's good that you don't have to!"

"Young Master Lang, are you here to cultivate?"

Xiao Lang's sudden appearance surprised countless people, but there were a few who stood up happily and cupped their hands to greet Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping across the spacious training hall, and noticed many familiar faces. For example, the Xiao Jin who started a war with him on the first day he entered the clan, that Xiao Clan Peerless Genius, and a sixteen year old middle stage general Xiao Ye, many of the Children of Xiao Family he had seen in the Field Hunting Competition were also present. Those who were cultivating in the Martial Arts Practice Hall were all under the age of eighteen. There were males, females, and even ten-year old children.

"Greetings, Elder!"

Xiao Lang bowed to the sturdy man at the very top. This was the Martial Arts Hall Elder Xiao Qinghu, who was also one of Xiao Buhuo's sons.

"Un, find a place to sit down and cultivate!"

Xiao Qinghu nodded his head indifferently. His expression could not be considered friendly, nor did he deliberately target them. He swept his gaze across the crowd and coldly shouted, "What are you looking at? "Continue to train."

Xiao Lang randomly found an empty area to cultivate his Profound Qi, after an hour, Xiao Qinghu suddenly shouted: "Time's up, we will start the tempering of the flesh, all of you can go to the plaza!"0

Xiao Lang was not surprised. Before Warrior was eighteen years old, he basically did not cultivate any martial skills, but only cultivated Profound Qi and refined his body. Following the crowd out of the plaza, there were always disciples from other families, all smiling as they greeted him. Xiao Lang responded to each of them with a smile. Xiao Jin, Xiao Ye and the rest pretended that they did not see him, and did not even glance at him.

There were countless iron piers in the square with varying weights. Everyone picked the ones that each of them could carry, lifted them onto their shoulders, and started to run around the square.

"It's too light!"

Xiao Lang grabbed the two heaviest iron piers and realised that they were still too light. His actions made all the young masters and mistresses break out in sweat. Amongst the 300 odd young masters, only the strongest, Xiao Ye, was able to lift the heaviest metal block. Countless of young misses carried an iron pillar that was at least twice as light as Xiao Lang.

"Humph!" "Continue acting. Let's see how many laps you can run in a bit."

, who was already sprinting, laughed mockingly to himself. His cultivation was higher than Xiao Lang's, and he had initially been holding up an iron pillar that was a bit lighter than his. This time, he deliberately wanted to suppress Xiao Lang, but did not expect Xiao Lang to be like him. He thought that Xiao Lang was just bickering with him, and his fighting spirit was ignited. He immediately increased his speed.

The circulation of the Profound Qi of the Warrior was naturally strong. For people with a high realm, their strength and body would naturally be stronger. Xiao Ye considered himself to be very hardworking in cultivation, his physique was not bad, and he was a middle ranked warrior. No matter what, he felt that he could last longer than Xiao Lang.

Who knew that the following developments would cause Xiao Ye's fighting spirit to grow even more.

Xiao Lang sprinted forward at full speed, like a mad bull, he overtook countless of people and chased after him.

"Let's go all out!"

Xiao Ye was furious. He gritted his teeth and increased his speed to run like Xiao Lang, faster than any of the disciples in front of him.

Since he had already stepped up, he might as well go all out.

Being touched by Xiao Lang and her, the disciples of the clan also started to increase their speed. The square was very big. The three hundred people formed a long snake and ran around the square in a circle. They were sweating as much as they could, challenging the limits of their bodies and making their bodies stronger.

Three laps, ten laps, thirty laps.

Some of the younger disciples who had a lower cultivation realm were unable to withstand it any longer. They withdrew from their cultivation and sat to the side to rest, breathing heavily.

After fifty laps, there were only thirty people left standing on the field.

Within the eighty laps, all of the disciples could no longer hold on and stopped cultivating. Only Xiao Ye, whose face was ashen, and Xiao Lang, who was sweating profusely, were running wildly.

Xiao Ye felt that he himself was about to reach his limit, but he clenched his teeth and endured. He looked at Xiao Lang who was in front of him and said bitterly: "I do not believe that you, a low level warlord, can defeat me! You are stronger than me in actual combat experience, but how can you be stronger than me in this aspect? "

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