Chapter 82: Yanwutang

The days passed in peace.
Both Xiao Lang and Xiaodao practiced madly, day and night. Just want to break the first level before the festival.
On the tenth day after returning from the Field Hunting Competition, Xiao Lang unexpectedly received a call from Xiao Budie.
Xiao Budie and Xiao Futu were the only two of Xiao Lang who had a good opinion of the Xiao family. Of course, he summoned Xiao Lang to immediately stop practicing and did not change clothes. They were sweating profusely and walked towards the Qingdi Pavilion.
"grandfather!"
After entering the study, Xiao Lang immediately saluted, but Xiao Budie said solemnly: "I don't need to salute when you see me in the future, my father is not so polite!"
Xiao Lang grinned and did not speak, just looking at Xiao Fudie, wondering what he had called himself. Xiao Budie pointed to the chair next to him and let Xiao Lang sit down, and then kindly said, "I heard that you have been cultivating like crazy lately? How about it? Are you sure you will reach the middle rank before the festival?"
Xiao Lang said honestly: "It should be possible!"
"Langer!"
Xiao Budie nodded in satisfaction: "I heard that you and the children of the family are not getting along well? In the family, they are all in the Qingyi Pavilion and do not go out? This is not good. How can you say that the Xiao family is your home, and some are young Children have conflicts and conflicts. It’s okay. But you still have to integrate into this big family and be recognized by most people. I am going to make you the young patriarch after you awaken the soul, provided that you must awaken a heavenly soul. So You still need the necessary performance, otherwise it is too unkind, and the elders will have opinions. After all, the young patriarch is a candidate for the future patriarch and needs to convince the crowd!"
"Young Patriarch!"
Xiao Lang was astonished. The identities of the young patriarch and the young master were completely different, and their status in the family was higher than that of the elders, and even higher than the general elders without real power.
He touched his nose and couldn't accept it for a while. He pondered for a moment, looked at Xiao Budie's hopeful eyes, and nodded and said, "Grandpa, I will pay attention!"
"it is good!"
Xiao Budie's face was full of joy. He was most afraid that Xiao Lang would grow up in the mountains and become lonely and unruly, so it would be difficult for him to promote and protect him. He exhorted: "You don’t practice in Tsing Yi Pavilion recently. Go to the family performance martial arts hall and practice with everyone. There are no factions in the Xiao family, and many children are good. Have a good conversation with them. You should understand what Grandpa means. ?"
"There is no faction..."
Xiao Lang kept his lips secretly, but couldn't bear to disobey Xiao Fu's kindness, and could only answer: "Okay, grandpa, I will go to practice martial arts school tomorrow!"
Under Xiao Budie’s satisfied gaze, Xiao Lang went straight back to Tsing Yi Pavilion and told his aunt about the matter. Xiao Qingyi also nodded and said: "Your grandfather is very painstaking. I want to train you to take over, whether you have a heart or not. , Let’s show it and make your grandpa happy, he has suffered no less than us!"
Xiao Qingyi knew Xiao Lang's character very well, and it would be very difficult for him to be the head of the Xiao family. A person like Xiao Lang is a lone wolf. It might be fine to command a few wolves to fight. It is probably harder to manage a group of wolves than to kill him.
Xiao Lang was silent, anyway, it was the same everywhere, and no one of the Xiao family dared to mess with himself. If he acts casually to make his grandfather and aunt happy, he doesn't mind acting better.
On the second day, Xiao Lang woke up early, and after cultivating profound energy for an hour in the room, he ate early and walked straight to Yanwu Hall. Xiao Lang had a dull personality, and Xiao Lang simply let him practice with Qianxun and the others.
The Yanwu Hall was right next to the square in the middle of the Xiao family compound. When Xiao Lang walked in, hundreds of Xiao family children had long been sitting there practising profound energy.
"Good young waves!"
"Young Master Lang, are you here to practice?"
Xiao Lang's abrupt arrival surprised countless people, but a few people stood up with joy and bowed their hands to Xiao Lang.
Xiao Lang smiled and nodded, his eyes swept across the spacious performance hall, and he found many acquaintances. For example, Xiao Jin, who fought with him on the first day of entering the family, and the peerless genius of the Xiao family, the sixteen-year-old middle-rank Xiao Ye, and some of the Xiao family's children who had been seen in the field hunting competition last time. Those who practice in Yanwutang are all under the age of eighteen, including boys and girls, as well as teenagers.
"Good elder!"
Xiao Lang saluted a strong man at the top. This was Xiao Qinghu, the elder of Yanwutang, and one of Xiao Buhuo's sons.
"Well, find a place to sit down and practice!"
Xiao Qinghu nodded lightly, his expression could not be said to be friendly and he did not deliberately target it. He swept away at the crowd and shouted coldly: "Look at what? Continue practicing."
Xiao Lang casually found an open space and crossed his knees to practice profound energy again. After half an hour, Xiao Qinghu suddenly shouted, "The time is up, let's start to temper, all go to the square!"
Xiao Lang was not surprised. Before the age of eighteen, the martial artist basically did not practice martial arts, but only cultivated profound energy and tempered his body, and of course there was actual combat. Following the crowd towards the outside of the square, there were collateral children along the way, all smiled and greeted him, and Xiao Lang responded with smiles. Some people like Xiao Jin and Xiao Ye didn't even glance at him as if they hadn't seen him.
There are countless iron piers on the square, of varying degrees of importance. Everyone chooses iron piers that can bear the weight of their own, lifted them on their shoulders, and started running wildly around the square.
"Too light!"
Xiao Lang grabbed the two heaviest iron piers, and found that they were still too light, so he had no choice but to hold them and run wildly with them. His move made some young men and women embarrassed. There were more than three hundred young men in the audience, and only the strongest Xiao Ye held the heaviest iron pier. The iron piers carried by countless ladies were at least twice as light as Xiao Lang.
"Huh! Pretend, how many laps you can run later?"
Xiao Ye, who was already running wild in the distance, gave a mocking laugh. His realm was higher than Xiao Lang. He used to hold a lighter iron pier. This time he deliberately wanted to suppress Xiao Lang, but he did not expect Xiao Lang to be with him. same. He thought that Xiao Lang and him were lifting the bar, and their inner fighting spirit was aroused, and immediately began to speed up.
The martial artist's profound energy is operating, and the strength is naturally large. People with high realms will naturally have more strength and body. Xiao Ye believes that he has worked very hard in his cultivation, and his physical fitness is good. In addition, he is a mid-level fighter, so he feels that he is longer than Xiao Lang.
Who knew that the next development made Xiao Ye's fighting spirit even stronger.
Xiao Lang ran at full speed, like a wild-haired bison, overtaking countless people at once and chasing him.
"Fight!"
Xiao Ye got fierce, gritted his teeth and increased his speed to run like Xiao Lang, surpassing the children in front of him all the way.
Now that you have hit the bar, fight to the end.
Touched by Xiao Lang and Xiao Ye, the family's children also began to accelerate. The square is very large, with more than 300 people connected to form a long snake, running wildly around the square, sweating as much as possible, challenging the limits of the body, and making the body stronger and stronger.
Three circles, ten circles, thirty circles.
At first there were young and low-level children who couldn't stand it anymore, so they quit the practice and sat aside to rest, gasping for breath.
In fifty laps, only thirty people could hold on.
Eighty laps, all the children couldn't stand it anymore and stopped practicing. Only Xiao Ye, who was full of iron, and Xiao Lang who was sweating like rain, were running wildly.
Xiao Ye felt that he was approaching the limit, but he gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I don't believe it, you can win me with a junior general? You are strong in actual combat experience, this Can you beat me too?"