After working hard for a day, Yang Shaohua returned to the woodshed to rest. It has been more than half a year since he saw that eye last time. In the past six months, he felt that his head was more flexible than before, and he could even figure out some things that he couldn't figure out at the first time. Moreover, he actually broke through a bottleneck that he could not break through a month ago, and his strength reached level 4 directly, which also made him excited for a while, and why he could instantly solve five people of the same level.

Putting the firewood neatly, Yang Shaohua habitually sat aside and meditated to regulate his breathing and absorbed the spiritual power around him. If he had been placed half a year ago, he could not do this at all. Because of his system and talent, his meditation could only bring a trace of spiritual power to his body. However, now it is different. He found that after meditation, the spiritual power surged into his body like a river. These spiritual powers wandered in his body to strengthen his body and meridians.

The martial artist absorbs the spiritual power of heaven and earth to summarize his body to achieve the purpose of strengthening his body. However, at this time, the body cannot accommodate too much spiritual power, so it can only store some. This is the difference between the martial artist and the real martial artist.

The strength levels of Fengyun Continent are divided into: martial artists, warriors, warriors, martial artists, great martial artists, kings, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial masters, martial saints, and martial gods. Of course, this is not absolute. People of the three levels of martial masters, martial saints, and martial gods have not appeared on the continent in tens of thousands of years.

When the martial artist reaches the ninth level, the martial soul in his body will awaken. When the martial soul awakens, it will absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for his own use. It can also be said that a real warrior can fight ten peak nine-grade martial artists without any disadvantage at all.

However, the martial souls here are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. The stronger the awakened martial soul, the stronger the strength of the warrior, and the higher the talent. Of course, the martial souls are divided into six levels: god-level martial souls, holy-level martial souls, heaven-level martial souls, earth-level martial souls, mysterious-level martial souls, and yellow-level martial souls.

These six levels mark the unfinished direction and development of a person. It is like a yellow-level martial soul fighting against a Xuan-level martial soul. The yellow-level warrior can only run points, but this is not absolute. If the yellow-level warrior has powerful weapons and martial arts in his hands, he might fight against the Xuan-level, or even defeat the opponent.

There are only five types of advanced continents of these six types of martial souls. The god level and the god level are too misty and no one knows that it is. The heavenly martial souls have not appeared on the continent for thousands of years.

After Yang Shaohua finished his work in the woodshed, he smiled on his face, touched the muscles on his shoulders, and nodded with satisfaction. In the past six months, his body became stronger and stronger. Only in this way can he fully accept the irrigation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as soon as possible when he broke through the ninth-grade martial artist.

After looking at the weather outside, I found that this meditation and rest did not take too long. It was only two hours after that, and it happened to be time for dinner. When he thought of this, he felt a little happy. Although the Yang family treated him badly, they were still good at eating. Because the Yang family is a big family, with a large population and a lot of foreign disciples, he also has his own canteen. Because he works in the woodshed, his daily food expenses are exempted.

Thinking of this, Yang Shaohua wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, stood up and walked towards the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria, he was already crowded with people and there was almost no seat. He hurriedly took his own lunch box and found a seat to sit down. He ignored the eyes of the people around him and lowered his head and ate.

"Have you heard that someone from the Zhao family came, saying it was too challenging for the young clan leader!"

"I heard that, and the person who came was the patriarch of the Zhao family and the young patriarch. I heard that their people were beaten by our people outside!"

"Zhao family? So what if you beat me, just a group of guys who deserve to be beaten!"

"What do you know? But that guy had a fight with the young clan leader without any distinction. The Zhao family shook their heads and left, leaving a word when they left!"

"No matter how far or not? The people of the Zhao family are not good at it! By the way, what did he say?"

"It's not him, it's too far!"

When Yang Shaohua, who was standing beside him, the surrounding discussion fell into his ears without any pulling, making his movements stunned. Then he looked at the group of people, shook their heads, lowered their heads and started eating wildly.

"Brother Yang, you are here. I've been looking for you for a long time!"

However, one wave after another was not satisfied, and a crisp sound rang out not far away. After Yang Shaohua heard the sound, he started to sweat on his forehead. Most of the beatings in recent years were because of the owner of this sound.

He let out a sigh of relief, looked up and saw that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl wearing a pink tight dress, with willow leaves bent eyebrows and big watery eyes. It is not difficult to see how much this girl will harm the country and the people when she grows up.

"Qinger, why are you here?"

Yang Shaohua showed his classic smile on his face and asked softly. The woman in front of him was named Yang Qing, a child from the Yang family, but she couldn't even get along with her in terms of relationships.

"Why can you only brother come, not me? Look, this is the chicken legs that my aunt and I want. I know you have to work hard to go up the mountain every day, so eat more to make up for it!" Yang Qing raised her mouth, looked at Yang Shaohua, and then put the chicken legs in her lunch box on his plate.

Looking at Yang Qing's appearance, Yang Shaohua shook his head helplessly. He had been with the little fat man for so many years and had been closest to this little guy, otherwise he wouldn't have fought with outsiders because of her.

"Oh, Sister Qing'er, you're here, so I'm so easy to find. How can you come here to have a meal?"

Yang Shaohua's smiling face suddenly became stiff. I don't have to think about who the owner of this voice was. After his father disappeared, Yang Bin's father took over the entire family and became the helmsman of the Yang family. Yang Bin became the young master when he became a man. From then on, four more people were around him. These four people were the four King Kongs now. However, I don't know what went wrong. His relationship was completely inconsistent with Yang Bin and his group of people. He often had quarrels and finally took action. However, he was the one who suffered losses every time.

However, this time the other person who came here was the Four Great King Kongs. If the muscular man walked masculine, then the person walked femininely. His handsome face was not bloody at all, and he was wearing a gray robe and leather body, giving people a sense of creepiness, and his voice was even more difficult and not feminine.

"Do I need you to care about it?"

Yang Qing didn't even look at him, and said with a lip. It was not difficult to see his dissatisfaction with this guy.

The Yin man was not angry when he saw Yang Qing's appearance. He slowly looked away and looked at Yang Shaohua beside him, with a smile on his lips, but this smile seemed extremely terrifying to outsiders, and even Yang Shaohua himself shivered.

"Isn't this our young patriarch? I heard that you had a hard time fighting with that big guy before? I wonder if you can fight two moves? Just now, my hand was a little itchy!" The vaginal man licked his upper and lower lips in his deep tongue and said.

"I don't have time, go find someone else!"

Yang Shaohua shook his head, his tone was a little stiff. If he had only been with him before, if he had resisted, the consequences would be completely unimaginable. But now, unlike in the past, he believed that even if the Yin Man broke through, there would be no way to deal with him.

"I've been so braver after a few days! I hope you won't leave this cafeteria."

Hearing Yang Shaohua's face turned cold, the ant in his eyes actually dared to urge him, shook his sleeves and turned around and left.

Everyone around was attracted by the conversation between the two. Their faces showed an incredible look. This former young patriarch dared to openly contradict the four kings? It seems that there is another good show today.

"Brother Yang, I'll follow you later. With me, they dare not do anything to you!"

Yang Qing looked at the Yin Man who left, and a cold look flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. She looked at Yang Shaohua with a worried face and said.

"Don't worry, your brother Yang is not the one who loses money. If you can't beat me, you can't run away?"

After Yang Shaohua ate the last piece of meat, he burped, patted his stomach and showed a satisfied look, and said indifferently.

"But……"

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Yang Shaohua stood up, patted her head gently, smiled at him and turned around and left.

He was stunned by Yang Shaohua's intimate behavior and stared blankly at the back that gradually disappeared from sight. His originally rosy smile turned redder, looking like an apple.

Stepping out of the cafeteria, he looked at the blue sky, and deeply spit out a turbid breath. Then he shook his head helplessly, stretched his waist, and looked at the slump not far away. Sure enough, Yin Man was waiting here, but there was no one around him. It can be seen that he was furious. If it weren't for the fact that martial arts were not allowed in the cafeteria, the Yin Man might have taken action long ago.

However, after Yang Shaohua came out, many people came out of the canteen. There was no need to think that these people were just watching the fun.

"Young leader, I thought you would never come out in your life!"

The Yin Man chuckled and said, her palms covered by her sleeves kept surging, and a faint spiritual power flowed on the tips of her fingers.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't you just want to beat me up? So there are so many excuses? Come on, I'm waiting for you here!"

Looking at the other person's face, Yang Shaohua suddenly felt angry and said to the Yin Man without caring.

"Since you are so sensible, then..."

Before the Yin Man's voice had fallen, her feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and her whole person burst into the distance like a cheetah. The palm hidden under the sleeves was silently deep, and her five fingers bent into an eagle claw-shaped grasping towards Yang Shaohua's chest.

Yang Shaohua took a deep breath when he looked at the opponent's attack, clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound, and instead of pushing, he met the Yin Man.

The people watching the fun around him were stunned by his move, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Is this guy really looking for death? You know, Yin Nan is now a fourth-grade martial artist, and the breakthrough in the past six months is still unknown, but what happened next made everyone stunned.

bump……

The fist collided with the palm and made a low sound, and then a figure flew backwards, while the other figure just took two steps back.
Chapter completed!