A group of people came in like a crowd of stars, embracing a man.

That man's face was like a crown of jade, his long body was jade-like, and his appearance was very handsome. The person who came was no one else, but the Savage Candidate's son, Zhou Yaoyang, who had once beaten up Long Chen on the ring, nearly killed him and threw him out of the ring.

　　Zhou Yaoyang is the first son of the Barbarian Desert Candidate, his cultivation is among the sons, the top of the existence, so among the sons, the popularity is very high.

　　As soon as Zhou Yao Yang came in, he saw Long Dust's group of people, he smiled slightly, walked over and looked at Long Dust, "I'm very sorry for what happened last time, I actually beat you to the point where you don't even recognize your mother"

　　He said he was sorry, but there was not a trace of apology on his face, and his words were even full of disdain, just like a towering emperor looking down on Long Chen.

　　"It's fine, soon I will beat you so much that you won't even recognize your grandma" Long Chen laughed lightly, while secretly angry in his heart.

　　When he woke up that day, only his mother and that old pharmacist man were there, this sentence was bound to be spread by that old stick.

　　Zhou Yaoyang's words were equal to telling Long Chen that that old man was one of theirs, and although Long Chen's injuries looked scary, none of them were fatal, even the injury to the back of his head, although bloody, was not serious.

　　There was no need to use such a high-level elixir to treat himself, these guys were clearly scaring their mother and emptying all her savings.

　　Not killing himself, and then weakening his family's financial strength, making their lives worse, there was bound to be a hidden conspiracy behind this.

　　"Long Chen, you are looking for death, I think you are forgetting the pain after the scar, do you still want to be beaten half to death by Brother Yao Yang, again?"

　　"That's right, a punk who can't cultivate, how dare you speak out of turn, really looking for death."

　　"Idiot, to actually let such an idiot be the same son as us is simply an insult to us"

　　Before Zhou Yaoyang could speak, the people around him, already started pointing at Long Chen and cursing loudly and furiously, spitting furiously.

　　"Long Chen, although you and I are both sons of the world, but one is in the sky and the other is on the earth, you are just a tiny mole cricket, only looking up to me.

　　Therefore, even if I bully you, you can only endure it, otherwise the consequences will be like last time, you will be beaten to a dead dog" Zhou Yaoyang pointed one finger at Long Chen's nose and said.

　　"Pah."

　　Long Chen smiled faintly, and suddenly reached out with his big hand, and before anyone could react, he tightly grabbed that finger of Zhou Yaoyang's, and with a slight force, let out a crunching sound.

　　Zhou Yaoyang let out a miserable cry, a strong cracking pain swept through his entire body, ten fingers connected to one another, by Long Chen's bickering, his body was unable to lower itself.

　　Although he was a strong person of the Seventh Sky of Qi Gathering, as long as he hadn't stepped into the Blood Condensation Realm, the strength of his fleshly body was only a little stronger than that of a mortal.

　　What's more, the incident happened suddenly, he didn't have time to luckily resist, once his vitals were restrained, he was no different from a mortal.

　　Long Chen looked down at Zhou Yaoyang whose face was almost deformed from the pain, and said in a somewhat puzzled manner, ''Exalted? Looking down? Are you talking about yourself?"

　　The sudden change of events took everyone by surprise, at this time, Zhou Yaoyang was already unable to speak in pain, and it was only then that the others reacted and pounced on Long Chen.

　　"Bastard, let go of Brother Yao Yang."

　　"Whoever dares to come over, I'll shoot him to death."

　　The people around Zhou Yaoyang, seeing him being attacked by Long Dust shouted that they were going to swarm him, Long Dust was just about to make a move, suddenly there was a tall figure beside Long Dust, and he let out a furious shout at the group of people, which was like a shocking thunder, and shook the crowd's ear drums roaring.

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　　When he saw the person coming, a smile appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth, the person coming was no other than Shi Feng.

　　Originally, those few sons of the world who wanted to rush up, because of Shi Feng's appearance, they stopped in their tracks all of a sudden.

　　Shi Feng was a lonely and arrogant person who did not like to gang up, but his cultivation level was the highest among all the World Sons, and with his tall and imposing figure, he immediately shocked them.

　　For a time, everyone fell into silence, and in the entire Hall of Literature, only Zhou Yaoyang's painful grunts could be heard.

　　"What are you guys doing?"

　　Suddenly an angry rebuke came out, an old man walked in, and everyone's faces flushed as they looked at that old man.

　　That old man was none other than the Literature Hall's lecturer, a Confucian scholar who was said to be clean and upright, unsmiling, and quite authoritative.

　　"Fighting within the Hall of Literature, according to the law is to be detained for a month, do you guys want to try?" That old man coldly snorted.

　　Long Chen's eyes turned, as soon as he let go of Zhou Yaoyang's finger that had been twisted and deformed, he hurriedly smiled at that old man and said, "Mister, you've misunderstood, just now we weren't fighting, we were just doing a test"

"Oh? A test? What test?" The old man was obviously not that easy to fool, coldly looking at Long Chen, he said.

"We are testing how long the strength of one finger can hold up under the siege of five fingers.

　　Through this test, we have come to the conclusion that the power of unity is irresistible.

　　No matter how strong a finger is, it is still isolated, its strength is sometimes exhausted, and only with the support of its partners can it be energized in a constant stream, stronger and more durable.

　　In this test, both Zhou Yaoyang and I have gained knowledge and understanding of strength, which will be of great help to our future cultivation, so-called benefiting greatly, brother Zhou, do you say yes or no," Long Chen looked at Zhou Yaoyang with a slightly deeper meaning.

　　Zhou Yaoyang was so angry that he almost fainted, but it was obvious that this dumb loss, he could only swallow it into his stomach, otherwise once he denied it, both he and Long Dust would have to be detained, even if he was the son of the world, he couldn't break the rules of the Literature Palace.

　　"Yes."

　　Zhou Yaoyang tried his best to keep his voice calm, but after the severe pain, even his voice was hoarse, making it sound like he was scraping iron.

　　That old man looked at Long Chen, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and nodded, "In that case, I won't blame you for this, remember, no fooling around here in the future"

　　When the crowd heard this, they couldn't help but sigh at Long Chen's luck, the old man clearly saw that Long Chen was talking nonsense and still let them off the hook.

　　"You wait for me."

　　Zhou Yaoyang gritted his teeth and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

　　Long Chen's hand was too ruthless, not only did he twist off his finger, he also didn't know what technique he used to condense the meridians within a finger into a twist, otherwise Zhou Yaoyang wouldn't have been in so much pain, without a trace of resistance.

　　"Brother Zhou is always welcome to continue to find me for testing."

　 Long Chen courteously smiled, little brat, today is only a bit of interest, the good show is still to come.

　　More than two hundred sons of the world, sit quietly, that old man nodded with satisfaction, then began a set of words, woo-hoo, listening to the crowd drowsy, but do not dare to sleep.

　　Although that old man did not have half a point of cultivation, but the entire Taixue Palace, are his words, if once angered him, expelled by him, then the afternoon's martial arts canon, there is no need to think about it.

　　This is like Two eggs, a rotten egg and a good egg, but to eat the good egg, you must first eat the rotten egg. Haha.

　　That old man recounted some historical tales, ruling the country, agriculture, forestry, fisheries and animal husbandry, and other knowledge, even Long Dust, almost dozed off.

　　But Fatty Yu several people, but listened very seriously, because they can not cultivate, the future is expected to rely on some knowledge, to seek a position.

Finally survived until noon, after having lunch, everyone walked towards the Battle Technique Pavilion like a swarm.

　　Even Fatty Yu and other people who are unable to practice, also followed the past, the war skills cabinet within the countless skills, luck is also good.

　　The Battle Technique Pavilion is divided into three floors, but only the bottom floor is open to all the sons of the world.

　　Although there was only one layer, the entire seventeen bookshelves were filled with all sorts of battle skills and techniques that looked dazzling.

　　"Big brother Yao Yang, I have initiated a life and death engagement with Long Chen, I will definitely get him killed this time, to give big brother Yao Yang an outlet for your anger"

　　Li Hao didn't know when, but sneaked up to Zhou Yao Yang's side and respectfully said.

　　At this time, Zhou Yaoyang had already luckily stopped the pain at his fingers, but the joints were misaligned and the meridians had congealed into a twist, so he had to find a pharmacist to help him heal before he could do so.

　　"Now is not the time to kill him, otherwise I would have gotten him killed last time" Zhou Yao Yang shook his head and suddenly asked, "Right, how did you get defeated by him last time?"

　　"This, alas! It was actually because I was careless, and as a result, I was caught by Long Chen, damn, it really pisses me off that I was actually defeated by this punk once" Li Hao said with hatred.

　　Last time a defeat, let his reputation greatly reduced, more some people behind the back of the wind to him, angry him almost crazy, he has always thought that the last time was a small negligence, so this time on Long Chen up to kill.

　　"Long Chen absolutely can't die, at least not now, you don't want to jeopardize the big event" Zhou Yaoyang was afraid that Li Hao wouldn't understand him, so he intentionally repeated it again.

　　"What then? Just let him go?" Li Hao said with some reluctance.

　　Zhou Yaoyang looked at his twisted and deformed fingers and gritted his teeth, "Although we can't kill him, it's still possible to take away one or two parts from his body, humph!"

　　Li Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "Good, this time I'm going to kick the shit out of his balls, and by the way, I also want one of his eyes, damn it, his eyes are pissing me off"

　　Zhou Yaoyang and Li Hao smiled at each other, but they didn't notice that Long Chen, who was falsely surveying the bookshelves, also smiled, but that smile, was even more grim than theirs, like a leopard, looking at two whispering sheep.

　　Long Chen was in a position where his soul power was just enough to detect the movements of the two people, although he couldn't hear what they were saying, but by looking at their mouths, he could make a good guess.

　　Seeing that the two were flipping through the tomes on the bookshelf as if nothing had happened, Long Chen didn't bother to bother with them anymore and also started to really look for his target.

　　In his memories, apart from the Nine Star Overlord Body Technique, almost all of it was knowledge about alchemy, and he very much needed to master a battle technique now.

　　Long Chen took a fancy to a battle skill and was just about to reach out for it, when suddenly a dark-faced man advanced and snatched that battle skill into his hands.

　　"Sorry, this son has his eye on it."

　　The man didn't even look at Long Dust, flipping through it as if he had no other eyes.

　　Long Dust frowned slightly, this was clearly intentional, but Long Dust didn't take offense and changed the bookshelf.

He had just seen a Palm Technique Battle Skill, and was just about to do it, when that black-faced man, who had long been waiting at the side, again

snatched it over.

　　"Sorry, this ......"

　　"Snap."

　　A big slap fiercely slapped on that black face, interrupting his words with a powerful force that directly jerked him away.