I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 1332 Chapter 636: Unwilling Heart

"Well, since the mother said so, the son knows it in his heart."

Tang Luo touched his chin and said, "If this kid really came to Longzhou because he remembered his warmth, can I treat him badly as a big brother?"

Standing on the side, Tang Xing was a little dazed, and couldn't help asking: "Big Brother also understands kendo?"

"I don't understand."

Tan Tan Shou, Tang Luo bachelor said: "But I have a large number of magical skills that can be used in kendo. I will choose a few sets to give him at that time. If the savvy is high enough and can be trained, I will not have a chance to compete in a few years The world is walking!"

"Ah, don't!"

Tang Xing resisted: "This kid is already very strong in kendo now. If you teach him secret techniques, wouldn't I be able to beat it?"

"Look at your talent. If you want to continue to win, you have to constantly improve yourself. It is evil to hope that others will remain weak or no longer strong."

Tang Luo cursed with a smile: "Besides, other people can practice secret techniques, so you won't be able to do it. The advantage can't be maintained. Isn't it right to be defeated?"

Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Even two children who have the same qualifications, the same mentorship, and practice together can distinguish between the strong and the weak, not to mention the others.

It's just that the strength is never constant. They all climb up diagonally in wavy lines in competition. This is the importance of opponents.

At least after hearing that Tang Luo deliberately taught Xu Chengyuan the secret, Tang Xing seemed to have received some antiquities. He patted his chest and said, "Big brother, you are right. I will continue to grow stronger. Never let this kid overtake me. !"

"how?"

This inexplicable enthusiasm made Tang Luo confused: "You have hatred with this kid?"

"Do not!"

Tang Xing raised his fist and said fiercely, "Prevent trouble before it happens. If the younger sister marries to Yuanzhou in the future, the kid will remember my fist if he wants to bully her!"

"There is no stroke of the eight characters!"

Xu Shuhui looked at the gibberish of her youngest son, cursed her fingers and screamed: "All nonsense, if you let outsiders listen to it, you don't need the warm reputation!"

Although his head is not so painful, Tang Xing still pretends to be very painful, holding his forehead, but he does not admit defeat: "It pays off the reputation, just as the younger sister is rushing to serve the brother Chengyuan, still What is left of reputation."

Tang Luo laughed at the fight between his mother and younger brother, but he was a little worried.

He didn't understand Xu Chengyuan, so naturally he couldn't talk about his likes and dislikes, but he knew martial artists.

Competitiveness is an advantage from the point of view of the warrior, but from the point of view of the husband's family, it is not.

If the two really get together in the end, my little sister may have to suffer a lot of grievances.

From a worldly perspective, Tang Xing is considered innocent, but Tang Sen is a legend.

If you ask your husband with such a standard, nothing will be left except the psychological gap.

...

In the first guest room

Xu Chengyuan, who was unconscious because of the exhaustion of his spiritual energy, gradually recovered his consciousness, but did not want to wake up.

He only hoped that the battle was a dream, whether it was coming to Longzhou or discussing with Tang Xing, it should be a dream.

But the pain of the body was mocking mercilessly, reminding him that it was not a dream, but a real thing.

He lost, and even more desperate, even if he fought ten times a hundred times, he could not win.

The proud God Light Sword Dance is not worth mentioning in front of the nirvana and rebirth of Fumo King Kong. He is obviously a disciple of the family, but he tore the pride of his birth in the holy place to pieces, and even smashed his walk in the world. Fantasy.

A swordsman who couldn't even beat the Tianjiao of the aristocratic family, what qualifications did he have to compete for the most outstanding walking position representing the Xu family's younger generation?

Perhaps he should have confessed his fate long ago and should have let go of that unrealistic fantasy.

He is just a flat posture with no ancestral shadow and no awakened blood.

But why does the heart hurt so much, he just wants to admit his fate, why is he even resisting his body.

God, if Xu Chengyuan is destined to be extraordinary, why not awaken my blood, even if it's just a human-level blood of the lowest grade, I can get the tilt of resources.

As long as I can cultivate Yi Jianshu, how can I be defeated!

Xu Chengyuan, who was extremely unwilling in his heart, clenched his fists unconsciously, his veins violent.

"Senior Brother Chengyuan, you are awake!"

Tang Nuannuan saw the movements of Xu Chengyuan's body, thinking it was a sign of awakening, and said happily, "Nuan Nuan brought you spiritual liquid, drink it!"

As she said, she approached Xu Chengyuan with the spirit liquid, but was frightened by the sudden opening of the other's eyes.

Indifferent and alienated, this is the look Tang Nuannuan has never seen in Xu Chengyuan's body. This look made her freeze in place, and tears of grievance filled her eyes.

"Brother Chengyuan, I"

"Get out."

After spitting out two words coldly, Xu Chengyuan closed his eyes.

"Nana"

The aggrieved Tang Nuannuan held back tears, Nuonuo said: "Nuan Nuan put the spirit liquid here, brother must remember to drink it."

After she said this, the little girl covered her mouth and ran out of the guest room. She didn't forget to bring the door when she went out.

When Fang Jianzhong became dim again, Xu Chengyuan opened his eyes again, full of pain and struggle.

For more than ten years, the perfect image that he tried his best to maintain in front of his brothers and sisters has completely collapsed today.

Originally, he thought he could face victory or defeat with a detached temperament, but when he really lost to an aristocratic warrior, he could only feel endless humiliation.

Even if the other party was a son of Zen who would not hesitate to break the rules, and a relative of the Heavenly Phoenix Sword Saint, Xu Chengyuan still couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

In addition, he can no longer maintain a peaceful attitude towards Junior Sister Nuan.

Of course he knew that Tang Nuannuan liked herself and enjoyed being watched with such admiration. In the eyes of the other party, she was a perfect existence.

But today, this perfect existence failed. He couldn't accept the broken self in Nuan Nuan's eyes, let alone allow himself to appear in front of admirers in such an embarrassed appearance.

The Wolf King should be awe-inspiring, even if he fell into a disadvantage in the fight, all he needed was a time to lick his wounds silently, not sympathy.

In extreme pain, Xu Chengyuan thought of the battle with Tang Xing at noon.

If he can open up the sword domain and enter the sword pond to visualize the famous sword sword soul, today's result will be very different.

If he can obtain the cultivation method of the Hunyuan sword body, even if he only uses the Divine Light Sword Dance, he can also break through the Fumo King Kong.

He doesn't want to lose anymore, he must become stronger, so the task of the commander must be done!

Lying on the bed, Xu Chengyuan was secretly ruthless in his heart, took the porcelain bowl containing the spiritual liquid, and poured it on his face.

...

Banquet hall

It is rare for Tang Luo to return to Jiejiang City, and Xu Shuhui naturally wants to leave his eldest son to eat at home.

"Hurry up and call my sister. Let's see how Cheng Yuan's injury is. Ask him to come and have a meal."

(End of this chapter)