"Yang Wei, I heard that Yang Xuan won the top place in the outer gate of the seventh Xuanmen. I don''t know if it''s true?"

    At this time, some indifferent voices suddenly interrupted the public''s compliments. It was a beautiful girl with graceful figure, skin better than snow and cold and arrogant temperament.

    "Yang Xuan, that loser? How could he win the top place in the outer gate of Qixuan gate?" Yang Wei didn''t answer. A purple shirt boy with a jade face just glanced and disdained.

    "Don''t be too full of words. I''ve heard that the guy who won the first place in the outer door of the seven Xuan gate is really called Yang Xuan." a handsome young man holding a folding fan gently shook the feather fan.

    "Is it really Yang Xuan from your Yang family?" the beautiful girl was stunned and looked at Yang Wei in disbelief.

    "Situ Yan, don''t laugh. How could that sick seedling win the seventh Xuanmen gate? It''s bigger than the first?" the purple shirt boy shook his head.

    "Really not him?"

    Situ Yanli ignored the purple shirt boy and always looked at Yang Wei. She had heard about Yang Xuan of the Yang family. She knew that Yang Xuan was weak and sick since he was young. It was only when his father Yang Tian entrusted someone to find a relationship that she was able to go to Qixuan gate that she reluctantly entered.

    "It will never be him." Yang Wei said flatly. He never believed that Yang Xuan could win the Seventh Gate, which was bigger than the first.

    "Well, there are many people with the same name and surname in the world. Let''s not talk about the waste." the handsome boy with a folding fan smiled.

    Hearing the speech, everyone nodded and talked about other things. In addition to the direct children of the Wudao aristocratic family in Luoshui City, all the people present joined Shenxing sect and moon watching sect. Several people, even the inner disciples of the two main sects, could talk more.

    During this period, situ Yan seldom spoke. After a long time, she asked impatiently, "Nalan Feng, why did you invite me here?"

    "Yes, brother Nalan, it shouldn''t be as simple as eating and drinking when you invite us?" others also asked.

    "Come on, what''s the matter with us?" even Yang Wei put down his glass and asked.

    Nalan Feng is a handsome young man with a folding fan. He took a sip of his wine glass and immediately didn''t beat around the bush. He said bluntly: "I invite you to come this time to tell you a good news."

    "What''s the good news?" people''s curiosity came up.

    Nalan Feng raised his sword eyebrow slightly and said with a smile: "on the Lantern Festival of the 15th day of the first month, Tianfeng imperial city will hold a martial arts meeting of unprecedented scale. No matter where it comes from, regardless of the origin, as long as young people under the age of 20 can participate, and the rewards of the martial arts meeting are very rich."

    "Who did you listen to? Why don''t I know?"

    Situ Yan was slightly surprised. Their situ family was also a famous martial arts family in Luoshui city. Although their strength was not as strong as the Yang family, the situ family was good at doing business and collecting local intelligence. They knew everything about Tianfeng imperial city like the back of their hands. As long as there was any news, they would know it in a few days.

    "I also learned about it from my uncle yesterday," said Nalan Feng.

    "You mean the city Lord''s house?"

    "Yes, the martial arts club is run by the Tianfeng royal family. It is said that the first place in the martial arts club can get a wake-up pill."

    "What, awaken God pill, this is the unique elixir of the Tianfeng royal family. It is only refined once every ten years, and there are only a few in a furnace. Unexpectedly, it is willing to take it out!"

    "What exactly does Tianfeng royal family want to do?"

    "Hehe, recruit the virtuous and accept the talent. Of course, it''s only on the surface. In fact, the Tianfeng royal family wants to recruit a son-in-law for the little princess."

    "What, is that true or false?"

    "My uncle is an aide of the city Lord''s residence. If he says so, it will not be false."

    "Ha ha, good, good. It''s said that the little princess is as beautiful as a flower. I''ve decided to take part in the Tianfeng martial arts meeting this time and win the first prize in one fell swoop."

    "Cough, winning the championship should be Wei Shao. Let''s just mix a better ranking and get some rewards."

    "Yes, yes, if Wei Shao takes part in the competition, he will be able to sweep all directions and win the first prize in one fell swoop."

    "Hehe, you have praised me. I have to go back and ask my father whether I will participate in the martial arts meeting“

    "Wei Shao is joking. No, your father will certainly agree. You know, if the Yang family can become a royal family, its power will rise greatly."

    When Yang Wei and others gathered in fumanlou, a large passenger ship slowly docked at the bustling wharf of Luoshui City, and then saw a group of seven or eight people get off the ship.

    Among these people, there is a tall and straight young man in white.

    The habitual half squint of the young man in white was like he didn''t wake up, but it was this lazy appearance that made many women on the wharf look at him secretly.

    The young man was no one else. It was Yang Xuan. After sitting on the boat for seven or eight days, he didn''t feel much ill. With a little smile in his mouth, he walked leisurely away from the dock and headed for the Yang family.

    Walking leisurely all the way, Luoshui city is still as lively as before, especially as it is closing this year. The streets are decorated and crowded with traffic.

    "After five years, I finally came back!"

    Yang Xuannan whispered to himself and looked at the east city. Even though he was far away and covered by many buildings, he could still see a large area of Qionglou Yuyu in the distance, where Yang''s house was located, and his father Yang Tian lived there.

    "Father, the child has come back to see you."

    Thinking of his father at home, Yang Xuan''s eyes were wet. He went to Qixuan gate at the age of 12. He didn''t come back once during this period. He didn''t know how his father was and whether he was bullied.

    While Yang Xuan missed his father, some people nearby pointed at him.

    "Who is this boy? Why do I think he looks familiar?"

    "Yes, I also feel familiar."

    "I, I see."

    "Why are you so surprised? Who the hell is he?"

    "He, he, he is Yang Xuan!"

    "Yang Xuan? Er, you, you mean the sick seedling of the Yang family?"

    "It''s not who he can be. Although he hasn''t seen him for five years, he has changed a lot, but it''s definitely the sick child of the Yang family."

    ……

    "Yang''s sick seedling?"

    Yang Xuan''s ear power is excellent. He can''t help sneering at those voices. He has been weak and sick since childhood. Even though he was the young leader of the Yang family, many people in the whole Luoshui city still like to call him sick in private.

    At first, he would feel angry about this, but as he grew older, he was completely used to it. No, he can''t say he is used to it. He should say he ignores it.

    He ignored the guys who chewed his ears behind him. Yang Xuan wore a gold lightsaber on his waist and a small burden on his shoulder. He walked quickly towards Yang''s house. He couldn''t wait because he hadn''t come back to see his father for five years.

    But he didn''t take a few steps. A figure suddenly stopped him. He was a horse faced boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, thin, brightly dressed and with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

    After stopping Yang Xuan, the horse faced boy''s eyes flickered and asked, "you, are you Yang Xuan?"

    "Why, Tang Fang, you can''t recognize me in just five years?"

    Yang Xuan grinned. The young man in front of him was Tang Fang. When Yang Xuan was still in Los Angeles, he was bullied by this guy. Once he even slapped him in the face of many people. He can''t forget it all his life.

    "It''s really you!" Tang Fang almost jumped up, looked up and down at Yang Xuan, and said critically, "tut Tut, this dress and a sword. It seems that you are a sick child who is doing well in Qixuan gate!"

    "You''re good, too. You''re dying of talent rubbish. Now you''ve reached the five levels of quenching body environment. It seems that your father didn''t prepare enough quenching body herbs for you." Yang Xuan said with a touch of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

    "Waste, you, dare you humiliate me!?" Tang Fang was surprised and angry. He almost doubted whether he had heard wrong. You know, Yang Xuan couldn''t fight back and scold back. He didn''t expect to be so brave in the past five years and humiliate himself face to face.

    "Did I humiliate you?"

    Yang Xuan shrugged, looked around at many people who stopped to watch nearby, and asked with a smile: "you should all know the young leader of the Tang family, Tang Fang. Can you tell me if his talent is very wasted?"

    No one answered. They all looked at Yang Xuan in surprise. Many people recognized Yang Xuan''s identity at the moment. Unexpectedly, this once sick child dared to humiliate Tang Fang in public.

    Tang Fang''s face was gloomy and ferocious, and his eyes glowed red. If his eyes could kill, Yang Xuan was afraid that he had died many times.

    "Why, I''m so angry?"

    Yang Xuan smiled and his face was light,

    "Boy, you''re fucking impatient." Tang Fang was furious and sent out a strong killing intention.

    "It''s you who are impatient."

    Yang Xuan sneered that he was no longer the waste of the past, but the first person outside the seven Xuanmen. In his previous life, he was a frightening Shura devil. If he didn''t show his temper, the people in Luoshui city would really bully him.

    "Well, well, well, I haven''t seen you for five years. It seems that your wings have hardened. If I don''t teach you a lesson today, you can''t fly."

    Tang Fang was so angry that he nearly burst into trouble and killed Yang Xuan on the spot.

    "Teach me a lesson, with you who only know how to rely on your parents?"

    Yang Xuan raised his chin slightly, his eyes were cold and stared at Tang Fang, which made Tang Fang feel like being stared at by beasts. He couldn''t help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, but the fear soon turned into anger.

    His veins jumped on his forehead and shouted at his throat, "waste, your fucking success angered me. Don''t worry, I won''t kill you. I''ll only break your hands and feet and let you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

    "Ha ha, break my hands and feet? You''re not qualified."

    Yang Xuan laughed wildly, looked rebellious, and his black hair danced in the wind. The whole person''s momentum suddenly changed, crazy and domineering, like an lawless demon God.