Chapter 30 Four months

In Yang Xiong's study, the head of the Yang family, three people in black who protected Yang Jian knelt on one knee, while Yang Xiong sat at his desk.

"How's the third son's situation recently?" Yang Xiong asked.

"The head of the family, the third son practiced diligently and spent most of his time on cultivation. Now his strength has exceeded the three of us!" The man in black knelt in the middle and replied loudly.

"Oh? Progress is so fast!" When Yang Xiong heard the words, a strange light flashed in his eyes. These three men in black are all wooden masters in the middle of entry, and they are good at assassination and defense. Generally, the five-emen divisions in the middle of entry are not their opponents. In order to train these three people, Yangfu paid a great price, and even the Wu Pavilion was opened to them. For such a strong man, there are only ten people in Yangfu.

"The head of the family, the third son is amazingly talented and diligent in cultivation. He is the fastest-growing young master we have ever seen. According to the estimates of the three of us, in less than three years, the third son is likely to break through the current state and reach the late stage of entry!" Another man in black is resolute.

"What!" Hearing this, Yang Xiong couldn't sit still anymore. It is hard for Yang Xiong to believe that he broke through to the late stage of entry within three years.

"How can it be improved so fast!" Yang Xiong is a little disbelieving.

"To the head of the family, three princes fought with the eldest son three days ago." The man in black continued.

"What? Did they do it?!" Yang Xiong frowned and said in a low voice. As the head of the family, the last thing he wants to see is brotherhood. Now when he heard that Yang Jian and Yang Tian did it in private, he was immediately furious.

"No, it's just an ordinary competition, not a private fight." The guard in black hurriedly explained.

"Oh?" Yang Xiong's eyebrows spread slightly and said slowly, "What's going on?"

"Master of the family, three days ago, the third son ordered a weapon in the Li Ji Weapon Line. It is a strange weapon with three gun tips and blades on both sides, like a knife and a gun. The third son called it a three-pointed and two-edged knife."

"Three-pointed and two-edged knife? I haven't heard of this kind of weapon, so I continued. Yang Xiong frowned slightly.

"This three-pointed and two-edged knife was personally cast by Master Lu of Li Ji's weapon line. According to the judgment of the three of us, it should be a unique mortal soldier!" The voice of the guard in black trembled slightly.

"What? A unique soldier?!" Yang Xiong was also shocked when he heard the words. Every piece is worth a hundred dollars. Even as the first family in Qingmu Town, the Yang family only has five pieces! And these five pieces have been accumulated by the Yang family for nearly 300 years.

"Yes, this weapon is unparalleled sharp and should be a great soldier." The guard in black affirmed.

"What is the result of their competition?" Yang Xiong asked.

"The third son is slightly better!" The man in black kneeling in the center replied.

"What? God is no match for him!" Yang Xiong's eyes widened in shock. Yang Tian was cultivated by himself, and he knew how strong he was. Now that Yang Tian is not Yang Jian's opponent, he is really a little hard to believe.

"The weapon cast by Master Lu's own hand is extremely powerful. If Jian'er can defeat Tian'er, it should have something to do with this weapon." Shocked, Yang Xiong slowly turned around and said, "But Jian'er's progress is really shocking!"

"The third son is indeed the most talented five-efifth master we have ever seen." Three men in black replied at the same time.

"Well, okay, I see. You continue to protect the safety of the third son, and you must not let him have a trace of accident!" Yang Xiong turned around fiercely and said in a low voice.

"I will obey the master's order!" The three men in black roared, and then the black light flashed and disappeared into the study.

After the three guards in black left, Yang Xiong's eyes flowed with strange light and muttered to himself.

"My Yang family has been in decline for more than 300 years and has become a small family that is not flowing. Now that Yang Jian's strange army has suddenly emerged, can't our Yang family rise again? There seemed to be a fire burning in Yang Xiong's heart, and his eyes were shining with dazzling light.

"That quota! Be sure to leave it to him!" Yang Xiong clenched his fists, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes. "Yang Jian, don't let your father down and break through to the late stage of entry as soon as possible!" It's up to you whether my Yang family can regain its former glory!" Speaking of this, Yang Xiong twisted a square inkstone on the desk, and there was a roar from the wall behind him, and then the wall sank, and a tall door of the secret room appeared in front of him.

Yang Xiong strode into the secret room, and the stone door of the secret room rumbled to close...

In the courtyard of the west wing where Yang Jian is located, Yang Jian holds a three-pointed and two-edged knife, and his eyes are slightly closed. His mind is replaying the moves of "The Tips of the Spiel and Gun" and the footwork of "Battle Shadow".

"Yang Tian already knows my strength and will definitely not give up. I'm afraid he has come up with all kinds of poisonous tricks to plan me. The thorny soul will certainly not give up. Once I leave Aoki Town, I will definitely be chased by them. Yang Jian was thoughtful and thought about his own situation in his mind.

"What I lack most now is time. With time, I can improve my strength as soon as possible." Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand immediately turned into a roaring angry dragon, which stabbed out with a bang.

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Time flies. Since he got back the three-pointed and two-edged knife, Yang Jian has been staying in his yard and practicing hard. For four months, he hardly left his yard for half a step!

After four months of hard work, Yang Jian's strength has improved a lot compared with four months ago.

"Nine-turn Yuangong" broke through to the realm of three-turn marrow refining as early as a month ago. After the cultivation, the bones of the whole body are comparable to the basal iron, and the sword is hard to break! After three turns to refine the marrow, the bone marrow of the whole body turns golden, which greatly changes the blood of the whole body, and also makes the bones of the whole body harder.

Now, Yang Jian has cultivated "Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong" to the point of three turns of marrow refining. The bone marrow of his whole body has already turned golden, and his blood is also faint golden. The light golden blood can absorb more gold power, so that the amount of gold power that can be accommodated by the whole body far exceeds that of masters of the same level. Therefore, although Yang Jian's cultivation has not been promoted to the late stage of entry, compared with the five elements of the same level, the power of the five elements in his body is at least more than five times more than theirs! That is to say, Yang Jian's strength is more than five times that of a master at the same level!

Four months later, Qingmu Town has entered the late winter season. The huge Qingmu Town was shrouded in drifting white snow, and the cold wind blew by, and the snowflakes in the sky were immediately rolled up and thrown into the distance. People who travel on the street wear thick animal skin cotton-padded jackets. The weather in the western border of the Dongmu Empire is dry and cold, and the winter is long. Only this thick animal skin cotton-padded jacket can withstand the piercing cold current.

Yangfu, in the martial arts arena of the West Chamber Courtyard.

The north wind is roaring and snowflakes are flying.

A 17- or 18-year-old teenager is shirtless, holding a strange weapon like a knife and a gun. He is like a ghost in the snowflakes all over the sky. And the strange weapons in his hand were like a sword that cut the sky. With a knife, the snowflakes all over the sky were split in response. As soon as the blade turned, the snowflakes all over the sky were rolled up by the rotating airflow, forming a rotating snow dragon roll around the teenager.

"Break!"

Suddenly, the teenager shouted loudly, and then the strange weapons in his hand shook violently, and a huge burst sound came from the air. A ball of snowballs suddenly burst, and the snow tornado also dissipated. The snowflakes in the sky were washed into the air by the powerful airflow.

The teenager stood with his knife, and the snowflakes all over the sky slowly fell again.

At this time, although the temperature was extremely low and the water dripped into ice, the shirtless teenager could not feel the slightest cold.

"Nine Turn Yuan Gong" has been cultivated to the point of three turns of marrow refining, and there has also been a subtle change in the blood of my whole body. The golden force contained in the blood works, and this cold can't erode my body at all. When "Nine Turn Yuan Gong" is cultivated to the point of four blood conversion, even if it doesn't run the gold force, this cold air can't invade my body. The teenager muttered to himself, and then handed over the strange weapons in his hand to the family nearby, put on the brocade robe sent by the maid, and strode into the hall.

This teenager is not someone else, but Yang Jian, who has greatly increased his strength!

If Yang Jian four months ago can defeat the eldest son Yang Tian in a hundred moves, then now Yang Jian can completely defeat him with only ten moves!

"Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong" is not comparable to ordinary skills. "Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong" has been cultivated to the point of three-turn marrow refining, and the strength of Yang Jian's body has reached a terrible level. Four months ago, Yang Jian's arms could shake 2,000 catties, but now his arms can shake 10,000 catties! It has increased five times!

"The third son, the master asked me to invite you to go there." Just as Yang Jian was sitting in the room drinking hot tea and thinking about various techniques, a little maid in a sheepskin cotton jacket and a beautiful face walked into the room and said softly.

"Oh? Pinger, do you know what my father is looking for me for? Looking at the little blushing little maid in front of him, Yang Jian asked with a smile. This little maid's name is Ping'er. She is usually very clever and deeply loved by Yang Jian.

"The third son, I don't know. But I heard that it seems to be related to winter hunting. Third son, you'd better go quickly. I heard that there are many young talents from other towns in our house. Ping'er blushed slightly and said.

"Oh? Winter hunting? Yes, now that it has entered the winter season, it's time to go hunting in the mountains. Yang Jian nodded, and then stood up and went straight to the living room of the Yang family.

"Those young talents from other towns should be the young masters of the four families in Liulin Town, right?" Yang Jian thought as he walked.

"I don't know how strong they are? I'd like to have a good understanding this time!" Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help speeding up his pace.

"Huh? This is a beast mount!" As soon as he walked to the courtyard outside the Yangfu reception hall, Yang Jian looked up and saw a barbarian beast lying under a stone pillar with long cyan hair!

"Someone can subdue the beast as a mount!" Yang Jian was shocked.

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