C92 Lithotripsy

Perhaps it was because of the difference in age, but the two of them had been fighting since childhood. In the future, Yang Tian and Yang Tian Lei would fight, and even their children would not like each other much. However, after that, the two of them fought less, but each time they fought more ferociously.

Yang Junshan was two years younger than Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan had suffered a lot in fights when he was young, but Yang Junshan had his own little tricks as well. He had also suffered a lot from sneak attacks, traps and gang fights.

Yang Junshan looked at his cousin in front of him and smirked, "Second brother, you are so much older than me. If a child's words are true, I would be so ashamed for you!"

Yang Junshan was only nine years old when he left the Green Stone Town. Yang Junshan was only eleven years old, so he took what he said for real. Yang Junshan was full of envy and pride, but if he didn't find an excuse, he really wouldn't have acted today.

Yang Junshan observed the situation and sneered: "Twelfth Uncle instigated you to come, right?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red as if she had been humiliated, "Bullsh * t! I'm going to beat you up, do you need others to instigate you?"

Yang Junshan clapped his hands and said, "Yes, that's right, if you want to fight, then fight. Yang Junshan clapped his hands," Ah, that's right, if you want to fight, then fight.

"You bastard!"

Yang Jun took two steps forward in envy. The three inch bluestone floor in front of the library started to creak under his feet, like a bull ready to strike. Before she even got close, her fists were already flying towards Yang Junshan.

When a cultivator advanced to the fourth level, although he was unable to cast spells with his bare hands, he was already able to control the external spiritual energy within his body. Although a cultivator advanced to the fourth level, although he was unable to cast spells with his bare hands, he was already able to control the external spiritual energy within his body.

Without waiting for Yang Junshan to dodge, the two lumps of spiritual energy had already arrived in front of him. Yang Junshan did not panic at all, he also threw out two punches, and the dense earth spiritual energy directly dispersed the two lumps of spiritual energy, but at the same time, it also collided with Yang Junshan's two punches that were right behind the two lumps of spiritual energy.

Their fists collided!

Huala! A wave of Qi exploded outwards from the center of the two's fists, causing the dust on the ground to be blown away, forming a huge earthen ring.

Yang Junshan felt envious as he felt his fist strike the forehead of a mountain bulls. The intense pain made the corner of his mouth twitch, while Yang Junshan's expression didn't change at all.

Acting, you can really act!

Yang Jun couldn't believe that nothing had happened to Yang Junshan. He retreated a few steps, and then with a leap, she crossed a distance of ten feet to Yang Junshan's side. Stepping forward with her left foot, a bright light shone from the bottom of her feet.

Not good, it was an earth-shattering technique. Yang Junyi actually carved earth-shaking runes on the bottom of her shoes and used the power of the runes to cast the spell.

The Earth Shaking Spell did not affect people on the ground. It could use the ground to make people dizzy and give the opponent an opportunity. The serious ones could even disperse the spiritual energy within the cultivator's body, allowing them to be slaughtered at will.

However, Yang Junshan soon knew that even with the power of the rune, Yang Junzi wasn't able to completely cultivate this spell. Yang Junshan staggered backwards, but the spiritual power within his body had already dispersed the spell the moment it entered his body.

Seeing Yang Junshan retreating, Yang Jun gave a smile of admiration and rubbed his feet. He actually moved towards Yang Junshan without moving, and a rustling sound came from under his feet, it was the extension of the Yang family's spirit art, the "Flying Sand Technique". However, he was still not proficient in it, and could only use it to increase his own speed.

Yang Junshan took a step forward and was about to make his move when Yang Junshan raised his head and revealed a mocking smile.

Yang Jun's heart was filled with panic. She knew that she was in trouble and wanted to retreat, but he used the "Sand Slippage" spell. How could she remove the spell that she wasn't proficient enough to use in a short period of time?

At some point, a shining stone had appeared in Yang Junshan's hand. He flicked his right index finger and thumb, and the stone shot towards Yang Junzi.

Yang Junyi twisted her body in an attempt to dodge the attack. Unexpectedly, the stone exploded with a 'pah' when it was right in front of him.

"Crushing Stone Technique!"

Yang Jun let out a cry of envy, and quickly covered her face with her hands, but the exploding stone particles still hurt his arms. Some of the sharp pieces even cut into the skin of his arms, and dark red blood dripped out.

According to the news that he obtained, Yang Junshan was clearly at the third level when he fought with Twelfth Uncle, and he had only just advanced to the fourth level. Now that he was at the Compendium Pavilion, he was clearly choosing his innate magic.

What he didn't know was that Yang Junshan came to the library just for show, not to mention the three extension spells such as the "Crushing Stone Technique", he knew the Yang family's "Ground Spirit Art" very well. As long as his cultivation was high enough, he could cast it anytime he wanted.

The stone that was thrown out was something that Yang Junshan had taken out from the small pond in the Western Mountain Spirit Spring Cave. When he was only at the third stage of his cultivation, he had already carved a simple rune on the surface of the stone.

The only pity was that at this time, Yang Junshan had just reached the fourth stage, and although he could use external power to cast the spell, because he had not imprinted the rune on the immortal roots and turned it into his life spell, the spell's power was greatly reduced.

Yang Junyi naturally wouldn't give up after suffering such a loss. At this time, he had already regained control of the flying sand under her feet. The flying sand rained down on Yang Junshan's body.

The flying sand itself wasn't too powerful, but it was extremely eye-catching. If it fell into the hands of a highly skilled cultivator, it could even penetrate a cultivator's nose and lungs to choke them to death.

Even though Yang Jun couldn't control it well, he could use it to confuse Yang Junshan's eyes and ears, and then seize the opportunity to sneak an attack and win.

Seeing Yang Junshan being enveloped by the flying sand, Yang Jun gave an envious smile and was about to rush into the flying sand to show off, but unexpectedly, the flying sand in front of him was also shrinking rapidly. Yang Jun wanted to regain control of the flying sand, but unexpectedly, he felt that the flying sand was not listening to his command and was attracted by a strange force.

Yang Junshan's heart skipped a beat in envy. His spell had actually been broken by that kid!

Yang Jun retreated again and again in envy. Unexpectedly, the sand ball that had already condensed into a ball exploded again. A cloud of fine sand rushed towards him once again.

This time, even if Yang Junzi protected his face, she wouldn't be able to resist the dense sand. Her entire body was covered in dust, and after much difficulty, he managed to wipe off the sand on his face. The moment he opened his eyes, she saw a fist growing bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.

Yang Junshan was provoked by the fact that this brat always bullied him when he was young, so he was determined to teach him an unforgettable lesson. Although he restrained his strength to punch him until his eyeballs exploded, it would at least last him ten days to half a month of dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit solid ground, Yang Junzi was prepared for the severe pain. Unexpectedly, his fist didn't even land on the ground for a long time.

Yang Jun opened his eyes doubtfully, only to see a fist that was only three inches away from his own eyes being grabbed by a hand.

"Seventh Uncle!"

"Seventh Uncle!"

The two of them bowed to An Xia. She glanced at the two of them and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Why are you fighting in front of the library? Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?"

Yang Junshan looked relaxed, "He's blocking me here!"

Seeing that the aura around An Xia was almost on the same level as her father, Yang Jun smacked her lips in envy while laughing, "It's been a long time since we last met. I'm just looking for my fourth brother to spar with me."

How could An Xia not know what was going on? She coldly snorted, scaring Yang Junen.He then said, "A cousin, a cousin of the Yang family, yet they are like enemies. They even used half of their magic. How amazing!"

Both of them lowered their heads and did not speak. An Xia snappily replied, "What are you still standing there for? Are you still looking for trouble with your brother after I leave?"

Yang Jun's body trembled with envy as she apologized to An Ran. At the same time, she glanced at Yang Junshan gloomily before turning around and leaving in a hurry.

After Yang Junzi left, Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Congratulations, Seventh Uncle. When did you come back? Last time, I came to visit you, but you didn't have a family!"

Let me ask you, did you come up with some evil idea for your father? I just advanced to the second level of the Martial Disciple Stage, and before I could even consolidate my cultivation, he had already hastily brought me back from the outside world. He said it was about the Spirit Valley, and he even asked me to ask your uncle about it?

Yang Junshan made an 'eh' sound and smiled embarrassedly, "Then you should ask my uncle!"