C1 Is not to kneel

Snowfall City,'s once every ten years Martial Cultivator Competition had already begun.

It was today, on this special day, that all the young Martial Cultivator in the entire city would participate in this Martial Competition. This was a tradition of the Martial Arts Continent.

This matter was very famous in the Snowfall City. All the young and beautiful women hoped to see Xin Yi's powerful men at the Martial Competition, and all the men liked to see the chance to show their heads.

Long Yang was the same.

He was the third Martial Cultivator of the Long family and loved to cultivate. He spent the most time cultivating. However, his talent was very, very low. He was basically a Martial Disciple, and this realm was obviously the lowest in the Martial Cultivator.

His brothers and sisters had already been packed and ready to go to the Martial Arts Competition to show off.

The Long family was one of the Four Great Clans in the Snowfall City.

When these seven people saw Long Yang, they would always be laughing, but in reality, most of them were looking down on him. Every single time, Long Yang was in quite a bad mood.

Long Yang was a prideful person, and felt that even though his talent was not good, and his strength was not strong, he was only fifteen years old, and would definitely encounter the right cultivation technique. At that time, he would definitely become extremely strong.

In the eyes of others, his ambition was merely deceiving himself. Martial God did not appear in the entire history of the Long family, and there were no Martial God in the entire Snowfall City either.

Martial God was also a rare sight in the Martial Arts Continent, it was the strongest realm that all Martial Cultivator dreamed of, and it was not something that could be entered easily, they felt that Long Yang was someone who could speak big words, and was not an actual person.

However, Long Yang didn't think so. He thought that young people should have dreams.

He really dared to think about it, and even looked down on any of the already existing Martial God in the continent, believing himself to be an even stronger existence.

When they set off on their journey, they had finally arrived at the Colosseum. There were already many people there, a sea of people, all of them waiting for the start of the Colosseum.

Before the Martial Competition started, the Family Head of the Yuan Family walked up and started to organize the Martial Competition. All the Martial Cultivator entered the stage.

At this time, the head of the Yuan clan pointed at a statue that had been placed on the stage and ordered everyone to kneel down.

This was the spirit tablet of a famous Martial God on the continent. Many people believed in this Martial God and felt that he was a powerful existence, an example that they would pursue their entire life.

Everyone instantly knelt down and kowtowed towards his spirit tablet.

However, at this time, everyone realised that Long Yang did not kneel down, he was only giggling at the spirit tablet without any intention of kneeling down. It seemed like he was appreciating the looks of the Martial God's sculpture.

This was a great disrespect to the Martial God!

Everyone thought of this question.

Long Haitian, the father of Long Yang, was furious when he saw that his son was once again arrogant. Normally, he would be arrogant at home, but being arrogant when he came out, it was simply impossible, as it would just be losing face for the clan.

He really couldn't like this son of his.

As the host of this year's grand meeting, the head of the Yuan family was furious. It was the first time that he existed as a person who did not kneel in front of the Martial God.

He asked why he did not kneel to the Martial God.

Long Yang suddenly said, because he felt that the Martial God wasn't worthy of him kneeling in front of his, that there would come a day when he would become a Martial God.

His words immediately caused an uproar in the audience. Does he think he can become the Martial God? Not a single person in the Snowfall City didn't know about his innate talent. Everyone knew that he was only someone who spoke big words. They didn't expect that he would actually come up on stage at a time like this.

How embarrassing!

The members of the Long family were all extremely embarrassed. They were in the same family as this kind of person, which made them feel very awkward.

However, the Yuan Family's Patriarch was furious. He shouted, "You can't not kowtow to the Martial God!"

Long Yang proudly raised his head, and bluntly said that he would not kneel down, no matter what.

Just then, someone walked out. It was the son of the Yuan Family's Patriarch, Yuan Cheng. He was already a Martial Master and was considered a pretty good expert among the youths. On the other hand, Long Yang was only a Martial Disciple, and there was even a Martial Spirit Realm cultivator between them.

The gap between them was somewhat large.

Everyone looked at Yuan Cheng. It was just that, it wasn't good, he would definitely make his move.

What Yuan Cheng usually hated the most was seeing the members of the Long family flaunting their might.

Now was the time to teach the members of their family, something he loved to do. walked to the front of Long Yang and shouted angrily, kneeling or not.

Long Yang raised his head with determination, and said coldly, "I will not kneel."

Yuan Cheng was enraged, he immediately kicked it, bringing a gust of wind with him.

This speed was already considered very fast among youngsters.

Long Yang simply did not have time to block, and probably did not have any way to do so. Under the crowd's gaze, he was sent flying, and when he landed on the ground far away, he immediately dropped on the stage.

Blood!

At this moment, everyone felt that this wasn't a good thing.

Yuan Cheng pursed his lips, it turned out Long Yang was this reckless, he did not even have to do anything, and he had already fallen down, this situation made him feel extremely helpless, but at the same time, he was happy, the people of the Long family were nothing more than that.

Long Yang didn't look good, his head was dizzy and he struggled to stand up, but he stood there aloofly, as if he was unafraid at all. He coldly looked at everyone, and his unyielding feelings immediately caused people's hearts to jump, it turns out that he was not without good points.

When the family head saw that he was already heavily injured and did not pursue the matter, he drove him off the stage and did not allow him to participate in the Martial Competition.

Actually, his strength was at the bottom.

However, they could not participate. They had lost their qualifications to participate. They did not even give a chance to act.

Even though it wasn't enough for Long Yang to make a ruckus, everyone still remembered this youth. Although he was a piece of trash, he was simply a proud person who couldn't easily yield.

This sort of arrogance was still appreciated by a portion of people.

However, to most people, this was just an extremely stupid action. What was the use of being arrogant if he didn't have the strength? It was as if arrogance could be eaten.

After returning to the clan, Long Yang's condition did not improve at all. He took care of his wounds to stop the bleeding, but when everyone returned, Long Haitian was furious and immediately shut him up in the woodshed, letting him face the wall as he thought about it. This time, his brain had caused the Long family to lose all their face.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, his brothers had gotten third place, which made him feel a bit better.

In the darkness, Long Yang looked at the pitch-black wall and instantly fell into a muddled state. Right now, he was so weak, was there really a chance for him to surpass the Martial God?

He thought for a while, but eventually could not come up with a good plan. Thus, he sat down and began to meditate.

Cultivating the Patriarch's Thunder Yang Tactic.

This was a very masculine mental cultivation method that produced strong true essence. Many members of the family were practicing it. However, when he started to cultivate, he found it difficult to absorb spiritual energy.

It didn't have much effect on him.

This spell was not good enough.

Long Yang thought that it should be because he was completely incapable.

Ordinary methods were not suitable for one to train in. One had to use special methods to do so.

After several days of muddle-headedness, he discovered that although his injuries had healed, his strength had not improved at all. At this time, he couldn't help but want to find another way.

Since inner strength cultivation was difficult to improve, could he put more effort into training his physical body? He knew that this was a method that few people practiced.

But he could try.

When he drew his sword, he also unceasingly refined his fleshly body.

Every time he tempered his body, he would feel a sharp pain, but he would grit his teeth and persevere.

Persistence is victory, he told himself.

Tempering his body time and time again, he began to become more resistant to attacks. His attributes in various aspects were increased by quite a bit, and his strength was multiplied by several times.

However, in the end, his strength was still very weak. He was only a high level Martial Disciple, and was basically one of the weakest people in the Snowfall City.

He was still a cultivator and thought that he would definitely become very strong in the future. Right now, he was just going to have to experience a low tide.

Long Yang was a confident person, and those who were confident were usually optimistic, so he would not be downcast. He would only advance towards an even more powerful realm with a better attitude.

However, this process, compared to the other Martial Cultivator s, was still extremely slow. This was also something that could not be helped.

He was just him. He was a person with poor talent but was extremely arrogant. He believed that one day, he would become very strong.

Long Haitian had locked him up for a few days before releasing him. After all, he was his own son, so he wouldn't make things too difficult for them.

However, when she saw his expression when he came out, which was the same as before, she immediately became furious, causing him to disappear from her sight.

Long Yang laughed, but did not mind, and listened to him and left. Although he was arrogant, he still knew that his father was really good to him. This time, he was sad, but his heart was still full of guilt. It was just that Long Yang did not want to become a common person and wanted to walk his own path.

When he came out, he found the place bustling with noise and excitement. It turned out to be a restaurant. Everyone was currently ranked within the top ten young experts of the city. Everyone was waiting for their rankings.

Long Yang mysteriously arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, and coincidentally, no one was looking at him at this time. He immediately walked up, and saw a purple-dressed lady sitting next to the window of the restaurant.