C4 Stellar Pavilion

Long Yan knew that as time passed, he would definitely lose. After all, he had the cultivation method that allowed him to pass the third level long ago, and Long Yan was only on the same level as his opponent in terms of True Qi.

"Since you have a Martial Spirit, and the Earth Fiend Fist is not enough, I can only use my new battle skill."

"Heavenly Dipper Fist."

Long Aoyu bellowed, this time he took the initiative to attack, his fist containing true qi, suddenly erupting. Long Yan's eyes turned red, he concentrated and through his soul power, he was able to see the trajectory of his attack, and successfully dodged it.

Long Yan immediately pounced forward and turned his head, "You're only so-so. If you want to defeat me, you can keep dreaming."

Just as he finished speaking, Long Aoyu's powerful kick quickly came over, this time, Long Yan was sent flying, and his body suddenly smashed into the ground.

Long Aoyu quickly moved closer and stepped on Long Yan's chest.

"Humph!" Trash will always be trash. How can your little strength be enough for me to fight, hahaha. " He raised his head and laughed complacently.

"Father, why have you come?" Long Yan roared.

Long Aoyu was shocked and quickly turned his head around: "Why would Dragon One appear?" But there was no one behind him. He had been fooled.

In battle, it was taboo to be distracted the most. Long Yan seized this opportunity and grabbed onto his thigh, channeling his Innate Qi into his fingers. All of a sudden, he was thrown to the ground unsteadily while he was still standing.

This time, how could Long Yan give him the chance?

Kneeling on his hands and legs, a rain-like fist suddenly came crashing down on his face.

The speed of Long Yan's punch was extremely fast, and the pain spread throughout his entire body, to the point where Long Yan did not even give him a chance to breathe. Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered all these years, Long Yan was like a mad lion, obtaining endless pleasure from his body.

Finally, Long Yan got tired and stood up, stepping on Long Aoyu's pig head.

"Long Aoyu, this is the result of offending me. Are you feeling very comfortable right now?" Long Yan then laughed and slapped him twice.

Forget it, no, if it was just that, it was not Long Yan's character. Since he had offended him, then he would offend him to the death.

Suddenly, Long Yan grabbed his body, channeled his Innate Qi into his body, and smashed him towards a big tree.

"Boom!"

Long Aoyu's body solidly struck on it, with a pa sound, he fell to the ground in a sorry state, his blood tumbling and spitting out a large mouthful of blood, completely losing the ability to fight.

"He looked at Long Yan with fear and disbelief on his face. He, Long Yan, with only two levels of strength, is actually able to defeat me, Long Aoyu. "

Long Yan walked over, grabbed his hair with one hand and fiercely told him: "Hehe, how is it? You must be very shocked, I am no longer the trash of the past."

Long Aoyu was completely shocked, being defeated by a weak person, he was furious, and even had thoughts of dying.

"Long Yan, I swear, I will definitely kill you. If you dare to hurt me, my father will know. Not only you, even your father will be implicated."

Long Yan stood up and spat towards him.

"With your strength, you're still at the third level. In the end, isn't it still under my crotch? Please forgive me. As long as you beg, I'll let you go."

"In your dreams, you finally revealed your true nature. Back then, if it wasn't because of your mother, Yang Hua, how could your father have become the Clan Leader?"

"Shut your mouth! You can scold me, but you don't need to say anything to my parents." Not only did he not threaten himself, he still dared to speak nonsense. Long Yan stepped forward and angrily punched him in the mouth.

Long Yan grabbed onto him with both hands.

"I will tear your mouth to shreds!"

Long Aoyu was finally afraid as a few teeth fell out of his mouth. He was in extreme pain as he looked at Long Yan in fear.

Wu wu … It sounded like he was begging, but Long Yan didn't give him the chance to speak.

Suddenly, Long Yan saw Long Clan Ancestor, his father and Long Zhan, who was beside him, walk over under the cover of the willow tree.

"It can't be, he appeared at this moment?"

Long Yan's face was filled with fear. After being beaten so badly by him, Long Zhan knew that Long Aoyu would definitely not let him off. Right now, there was nowhere to hide.

He fell to the ground and wiped some of the blood off Long Aoyu's body and shouted loudly.

"Aiyo, that hurts so much! Aiyo!" He pressed both hands to his chest and rolled on the ground.

Long Zhan was the first to notice. When he saw Long Yan, he first smiled, then discovered the nearby Long Aoyu.

"My child!"

He immediately rushed forward with surging momentum.

"Long Yan, Yu'er was injured by you!" Without waiting for Long Yan's explanation, he kicked out fiercely.

Even when Long Yan laid on the ground, he could feel the enormous amount of Innate Qi, causing the air to tremble.

If he really got kicked, Long Yan would definitely not be able to stand it. After all, this was an expert of the eighth level.

Long Yan closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, the anger in his heart overflowing to the heavens. He did not allow himself to explain himself, and continued to fight recklessly, clearly not taking him seriously at all. He had enough of the feeling of being looked down upon.

"I can't hide, because once I dodge, it proves that I'm not injured, and then I leaked it out. It's not good for Father to defend himself, since Long Aoyu can't even speak for himself right now, hehe."

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Long Yan's leg did not fall.

Pa!! In an instant, Long Zhan's thigh was grabbed by someone, just a little bit away. The strong wind emitted from his leg made Long Yan's heart tremble.

As the clan leader, he naturally was able to protect his children.

"Stop." Dragon One flung Long Zhan's leg away, then looked at Long Yan with concern.

"Yan'er, when did you return? Why didn't you tell your father? I'm really worried." Dragon One understood that Long Yan must have gone home and fought against each other because he was stopped halfway. However, he clearly understood Long Aoyu's strength, he shouldn't have been injured by Long Yan.

"I, I'm in so much pain." Long Yan did not answer. His nimble eyes were rolling around and his body was desperately rolling on the ground. He looked to be in extreme pain.

In his heart, however, he was sneering: "Long Zhan, you definitely didn't think of this. Let's see what you can do to me today."

Long Yan's body was covered in bloodstains. He must have suffered from quite a few injuries.

"Brat, I think you're probably faking it."

You father and son are bullying me. I swear, I will definitely take revenge, but you dare to beat me up in front of my father when I'm both injured like your son. "

"Long Zhan, I once viewed you as my second uncle. If I ever had the chance to be stronger than you, I would definitely take it back. The shame you've given me isn't a small bit, I'll take it all."

Long Zhan was completely enraged. He knew that it was only because Long Yan had Long Clan Ancestor and Long Yi by his side that he had the guts to speak.

"Still dare to quibble." Long Zhan's huge hand suddenly grabbed again, but this time, it was blocked by the Long Clan Ancestor Dragon Palace's Chu Feng.

All of a sudden, he released his aura and spoke with an imposing tone, "If you do something else, I'll lock you all up." As he said that, he looked at Long Yan with sharp eyes.

He understood that Long Yan had already broken through the second level of the Dragon Mai realm, but it seemed impossible for him to defeat Long Aoyu, who was at the third level of the Dragon Mai realm, unless he was a genius.

Long Zhan lowered his head, and looked at Long Yan's sinister gaze. He was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and very quickly, Long Yi called for a few servants from afar to carry Long Aoyu away.

"Yan'er, you go and heal yourself first. We still have something to discuss."

Looking at their departing figures, Long Yan memorized what happened today.

"Long Zhan, today's kick, I'll remember it for you. In the future, you must not fall into my hands, or else I will make you die an ugly death."

Power, it was all a matter of power, no matter how the dragon soul stayed in his body, Long Yan swore to become stronger, even if he had awakened it, Long Yan would still choose to do it.

After the battle, he realized that his zhenqi had increased significantly. It seemed that fighting was also a way to consolidate his zhenqi. It wouldn't take long for his body to break through the bottleneck of the second level and reach the third level of cultivation.

After his father left, Long Yan chased the two servants away and headed towards the Stars Pavilion.

The Star Pavilion was the Long Clan's Scripture Pavilion that contained all their cultivation techniques. It was constantly guarded by the clan's experts. Within the Long Clan's forbidden area, only those at the 2nd level of the dragon meridian had the qualifications to enter and choose cultivation technique manuals.

After passing through a stone path, Long Yan arrived at this place with ease. In the past, he could only look at each other from afar, but today, he finally had the qualifications to stand here.

He did not have any offensive skills, not even fart, and defeating Long Aoyu was only him playing a little tricks. He did not dare guarantee that he would be able to beat the next time they met.

At this time, his eldest uncle Long Hao Chen was meditating inside. Long Yan took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door.

Long Yan knew that all of the high level Profound Ranked Battle Skills were on the first floor, and the first floor belonged to Long Yan's viewing area. If he were to carelessly flip through the high level battle skills, he would be affected.

The disciples of the Long family only had a chance to come here once every three days, and could not take out the Star Pavilion to watch. Otherwise, if they were discovered, they would be sent to prison and read aloud from outsiders.

Long Yan had only seen his uncle a few times in his life and heard that his strength was only inferior to the Long Clan Ancestor's Dragon Palace.

"Your act is pretty good! I'm already here, but he didn't say it out loud. " Long Yan laughed mischievously.

rushed in, and instantly, he was dazzled.

There were a total of more than ten high bookshelves, a total of seven rows of more than a thousand cultivation technique secret manuals neatly placed on the bookshelves. All of them were marked as Intermediate Level Yellow Rank.

Starting from the first row, Long Yan quickly found a secret manual on the third row. It should only have no dust on it, presumably because someone would flip through it frequently.

"< Earth Fiend Fist >, isn't this the skill that that grandson Long Aoyu used against me? It's a low grade Yellow Rank battle skill. " Very quickly, Long Yan started flipping through the books. He realized that when he was opening the books, the words seemed to leap and leap, completely revealing the little people inside.

In a short span of a few dozens of breaths, Long Yan had comprehended all of the Evil Fists in the area.

"No way, since I remember everything?" Could beginner battle skills be so simple? " Closing his eyes, he began to rehearse the moves in his mind.

That perception that came from the soul seemed to have a penetrating power. No matter if it was memory or ten lines of perception, they were all trash to Long Yan.

Long Yan continued to look behind him, only to discover that most of the secret manuals were so simple. Many of the moves were the same, and it was not as easy to practice as the《 Earth Fiend Fist》.