Chapter 8: select

Xiao Lang rode on the donkey and walked slowly on the path towards Qingniu Town.
"The original decision to practice in this Colosseum seemed to be wrong!"
Xiao Lang scratched his head with a headache. It was obvious that Liu Jing could see his true strength, or potential. The Eighth Master, one of the five powerhouses of Medicine King City, seemed to look at him differently.
Perhaps ordinary Cambrian would be happy because of the favor of these big men, but Xiao Lang was not happy at all.
Over the years, he followed his aunt to evade hunting and strayed from his lungs. Since childhood, he has lived in the Mountains of Death, surrounded by wild beasts in Devil Mountain. Developed a rebellious, free and easy mind.
Because the Colosseum was close to Qingniu Town, Xiao Lang seldom went to Devil Mountain after finding this place. Who knows that he has been fine for half a year, but recently he has been experiencing abnormalities one after another.
Let's not talk about the troubles at Bu Xiaoman's Martial Arts Academy, but that Mrs. Ya and Ba Ye caused him a headache. However, in less than a month, the Northwest Ten City League began. He asked himself that he would definitely win the first place in the Wuyuan, and then represented the Wuyuan to participate in the league.
The King of Medicine has long said that if the Wu Academy can enter the top three in the league ranking, it will reward the student who has contributed the most with a Fengling Pill.
Fengling Pill is the proud work of the medicine king Muding. The quasi-sage pill is invaluable. Not to mention curing his aunt's legs, even people who have just died can be saved!
Xiao Lang secretly made up his mind, and when he got Feng Ling Dan, he immediately walked away and flew away, even if Mrs. Ya and Ba Ye had any plans.
Xiao Lang didn't tell his aunt about Mrs. Ya and Ba Ye after he returned. Although he knew very well how powerful this aunt had before he was paralyzed, he didn't want to make the woman who was already so miserable any more with these things.
The knife has been very obedient recently. He stayed in the yard all day to practice and accompany his aunt. Xiao Lang continued to go back and forth between three points and two lines in Qingniu Town, Martial Arts Colosseum.
After a few days, Bu Xiaoman finally came to the academy. He lost a lot of weight. He was fluttering in white clothes, and he was even more clear and beautiful, Chu Chuyi.
Bu Xiaoman's eyes floated from time to time, Xiao Lang thought he hadn't seen it, and ignored the glamorous eyes that Madam Ya cast intentionally or unintentionally. In the morning, I will bury my head in the art class, cultivate my profound energy in the grass in the afternoon, and go to the Colosseum in the evening.
Liu Ya seems to have come to the martial arts academy to have fun, and she actually teaches in the martial arts academy for countless days. The most famous in Yaowang City is not high in martial arts, but the theoretical knowledge is outrageous. The most important thing is to dare to teach everything. Many students don't understand, or the secrets that are impossible to know at all, but they can learn from her.
The texts in the school were not used by many martial artists, but now they are full every day. Countless male students opened their eyes and looked attentively in class, but their fiery eyes kept locked on the widow’s rippling and plump buttocks. I don’t know if they came to attend the class or enjoy the scenery...
"Master Situ, Master Bu, Master Mu are back!"
After this Japanese class was finished, Xiao Lang was about to flash people and go to the woods to cultivate profound energy, but there was a loud noise outside.
Situ Zhantian, step by step, Mu Feiyu!
Xiao Lang raised his brows slightly. He knew these three young masters, or that no one in the martial arts school knew. The biggest power in Medicine King City is the family of Medicine King Muding, followed by the Liu Family, Situ Family, and Bu Family. Of course, in recent years, a Yanyu Villa has been added.
The Medicine King City not only has the Medicine King, but also countless medicines. The three major families are also medicine refining families. Monopolized the pill business in the western part of the war dynasty.
Only Liu Ya and Liu Ruhu, the current head of the Liu family, are directly in line. Situ Zhantian, Bu Xiaosha is the well-deserved successor of the two families. Mu Feiyu's identity is a little special, he is the grandnephew of Yao Wang Muding.
A month ago, the three princes took the strong family members to the Devil Mountain to practice and prepare for the tournament in the ten western martial arts league. Bu Xiaoman also followed at the time, but came back early because of injuries.
If it was before, Xiao Lang would absolutely ignore it. Now it was different, because he saw Situ Zhanye's gaze before he rushed out of the school. The gaze changed from the original resentment to the naked killing intent.
Situ Battlefield wants to kill himself by the hand of Situ Zhantian!
Xiao Lang's beast-like perception immediately understood his intentions. He touched his nose with a headache. If it was after the Ten Cities Martial Arts League in the West, he would be fine even if he killed Situ Zhantian, but he would take a knife and his aunt in desperation. As long as he enters the Devil Mountain in the north of Medicine King City, no matter how many powerful people come from the Situ Family, he is confident that he can escape!
Can only hide!
Xiao Lang made up his mind and quietly went from the back door of the school to the small forest, looking for a hidden place, and began to cultivate profound energy.
"We have more than ten days to compete in the Martial Arts Academy. I hope I can spend it quietly! Situ Zhantian, you have nothing to look for!"
Xiao Lang secretly thought, but after practicing for most of the afternoon, the sun was still high in the sky, so he was about to withdraw, and he couldn't provoke him, so we could hide.
however!
The thing that worries him most still happened!
A group of people walked in the grove, headed by a young man in Jinyi, with a sword inlaid with green mysterious crystals around his waist. With a tall figure, wide shoulders and thin waist, handsome appearance, and a smile that is always on the corners of his mouth, this is a boy who can make a girl crazy.
Situ Zhantian!
The first son of Medicine King City!
The reason Situ Zhantian was called the number one son was because his father Situ Xiaoxiong was the number one powerhouse in Medicine King City. Moreover, Situ Zhantian is in the same generation, regardless of realm, knowledge, and demeanor! Although Mu Feiyu is Yao Wang's grandnephew, it is far from each other.
Situ Zhanye followed Situ Zhantian with a sneer and spiteful expression on his face, followed by the two children of the Situ family, and the four of them focused their cold eyes on Xiao Lang, and it was obvious that the one who came was not good.
"Are you Xiao Lang?"
Situ Zhantian stopped two meters in front of Xiao Lang, his tone light and fluttering, but he had a lofty indifference. His brows frowned slightly, and it seemed strange why Bu Xiaoman slapped himself in the face because of such a mediocre Cambrian?
Xiao Lang lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows in secret, preparing to say his words. The Western Conference is coming soon. At this moment, it is really inappropriate for a conflict with Situ Zhantian to erupt. Situ Zhantian is not Situ Battlefield. If he moved him by himself and moved his whole body, the Situ family would never give up!
Who knows--
Situ Zhan Tianyi's words made Xiao Lang not think so much.
"Break one leg, get out of the martial arts courtyard, or go to the martial arts courtyard to kneel for an hour, two choices, that matter! Otherwise, my son will interrupt your two legs and you will crawl back by yourself!"
Xiao Lang raised his head in astonishment and stared at Situ Zhantian, who was still standing calmly, as if he had misheard! But seeing Situ Zhanye and the two children of the Situ family with grinning smiles, even the profound energy in the three of them had begun to work.
Situ Zhantian is not joking!
Although Xiao Lang had heard of how arrogant and domineering the first master of Medicine King City was, Xiao Lang still couldn't accept it when faced with himself.
Isn't it that Bu Xiaoman showed some special concern for him? Didn’t it mean that you won Situ Battlefield in your own duel? How big is the matter? Is Situ Zhantian going to be so cruel?
Xiao Lang didn't understand why these aristocratic martial artists were so domineering and so arrogant. Although the lives of the Camel Warriors from the Soul Continent are worthless, they shouldn't be so violent because of a small matter, right?
As everyone knows, the small things Xiao Lang thinks are big things in the eyes of Situ Zhantian. The most important face of the family, the first son of Yaowangcheng, also thought that his face was much heavier than the life of this Cammen. Had it not been for the upcoming Western Conference, he would have killed him today!
Kneel for an hour at the gate of the Martial Arts Academy?
The martial arts academy is about to end classes, does that mean he should kneel in front of hundreds of people in the martial arts academy? This makes Xiao Lang, who grew up in the mountains and has a rebellious temperament, is harder than killing him.
Broke a leg and get out of the martial arts school?
This is not Xiao Lang's style, let alone facing a Situ Zhantian, I am afraid that his old son Situ Xiaoxiong is not qualified.
Xiao Lang extremely controlled his inner fury, took a breath, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Master Situ, I have no intention of being an enemy of your Situ family. How about my disappearance of Medicine King City in a month?"
"Enemy our family? You have this qualification?"
Situ Zhantian gave a long laugh, with the spirit of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. He mockingly looked at the trembling Cambrian in front of him, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, do you believe I will destroy your family? You live in Qingniu Town," There is also a paralyzed man at home, is he a fool? I ask one last time, is it kneeling or broken leg?"
Xiao Lang clenched his hands, his nails plunged into his palms, and his body trembled. He lowered his head and fell silent, as if he was making a choice. Even if he encountered high-level profound beasts in the Death Mountain Range or Devil Mountain, he had never been so entangled!
After a while he figured it out!
He has no retreat at all!
Situ Zhantian is going to play with the disabled, play with him!
The body was no longer shaking, he raised his head, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a fascinating arc, and his plain face immediately became awe-inspiring.
Since there is no retreat, then no retreat!
If you want to play, I will play with you!
He narrowed his eyes, arched his body, and said with a smile: "My choice is-the eighteenth generation of ancestors!"