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Chapter 9 Enter Zhang Family Tree This chapter is free

The next morning, Zhang Yang didn't rush to the forest to practice Tiger Pao Fist, he was waiting for someone!

Zhang Yang beat Lan Lin up yesterday, and it spread throughout the island in half a day, and his father, Zhang Long, would definitely know about it. 【】

Zhang Yang was waiting, just waiting for his father to send someone to ask him about this matter, and at that time, he just proposed to enter the family tree, and his son would become a warrior, and his father would definitely agree.

Although Zhang Yang didn't feel anything about entering the family tree, the bet with Patriarch Murong forced him to do so.

The sunlight penetrated into the room, making Zhang Yang's room warm.

At this time, Zhang Yang was cross-legged on the bed, his hands formed a strange handprint, some faint white energy entered his body through the seven orifices, and then refined it for his own use through the Devouring Meridians.

Suddenly there was a faint knock on the door: "Bang, bang, bang!"

"Master Yang, are you awake?" A soft female voice came into the room.

Zhang Yang withdrew his handprints, exhaled lightly, and slowly opened his eyes, a red light flashed in his eyes, and then his face returned to calm.

"Wake up, come in!" Zhang Yang said calmly with the corners of his mouth upturned.

The door was opened, and an older maid walked in with her head bowed, followed by two young maids, each holding toiletries.

The leading older maid was the one who asked Zhang Yang to go home to advocate Long's study that day.

This servant girl no longer had the arrogance of that day. He bent over slightly, lowered his head, looking very cautious, and even a little scared.

"Young Master Yang, this servant has prepared the washing utensils. Please wash first. The Patriarch will send you to the meeting hall later to discuss important matters." The servant girl said with some fear, she was afraid that Zhang Yang would hate her for her previous polite behavior.

Zhang Yang suddenly became a martial artist, and he taught Lan Lin a lesson yesterday, beating Lan Lin almost to the point of losing his shape, and many people got the news.

Now many servants of the Zhang family who used to look down on Zhang Yang are a little panicked, for fear that Zhang Yang will turn around and beat them up violently.

"Let's put it down! I'll be there in a while." Zhang Yang said casually, not trying to make things difficult for the maid.

In his opinion, he was just a servant, and he didn't do anything to him, but he was a little polite.

Now if I really want to take revenge on these trivial matters, then the whole Zhang Mansion will be overturned by myself!

"Mmm! That servant will leave!" Seeing that Young Master Yang didn't intentionally find fault with himself, the servant girl hurriedly responded.

The two little maids behind them put down the washing utensils, and followed the panicked maids out of Zhang Yang's room.

At this time, Zhang Yang heard the voice of the terrified servant girl outside the house.

"Thank you so much! It's finally over. It's not bad that Young Master Yang came here. He didn't take revenge on me for what happened in the past. We did a little too much."

Hearing the maid's voice, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "It's just a bunch of snobbish eyes, it's not worth being angry, it feels so good to have strength!"

While washing the utensils, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a sentence:

"Life is really changeable. I used to be in a daze with a set of "bad utensils", but now someone takes the initiative to send "washing utensils". This is the difference in strength!"

After getting out of bed and washing up, Zhang Yang put on a martial attire, looking capable and energetic.

He left the room and walked towards his father Zhang Long's meeting room. On the way, many people were whispering about what happened yesterday.

Zhang Yang, who has sensitive facial features, heard it all. Some said that the violent beating of Lan Lin was absolutely false, and some said that he had offended Young Master Yang, and he didn't know what kind of revenge he would receive.

But Zhang Yang was unusually calm, and didn't care about the gossip of Yifu.

Finally, Zhang Yang walked to the door of the conference hall, knocked on the door, and said, "Father, I'm here."

"Come in!" Zhang Long's rough voice came from the room.

Opening the door, entering the conference hall, Zhang Yang saw his father Zhang Long sitting on the front seat, and his three uncles were sitting on Zhang Long's right hand side.

"I've met the three uncles!" Zhang Yang said with a smile on his face, cupping his hands at the three of them.

"I heard that you injured Lan Lin from the Lan family yesterday? Is there such a thing?" Zhang Long said first.

Zhang Yang has a straight figure and looks very calm. He said calmly: "They will attack first, and he said that I am a bastard. Father, do you think I should teach him a lesson?"

"What? This little bastard dares to say that! Well, if you fight, you will hit. The younger generation's business is related to our elders." Zhang Long agreed with Zhang Yang's approach.

To say that Zhang Yang is a "dog bastard" is not to call him an old dog?Zhang Long was naturally a little angry, just as Zhang Yang taught Lan Lin a lesson.

"Father, you can ask the people who were lively yesterday." Zhang Yang said.

Zhang Long calmly said: "Forget about it, sit down!"

"En!" Zhang Yang sat on a chair to the left of Zhang Long.

Afterwards, Zhang Long asked with a slight smile: "Xiaoyang, how long did it take you to become a warrior? I haven't heard Yihong mention it before."

"Half a month ago, Father, since I became a warrior, I think I can enter the family tree." Zhang Yang said the main purpose of coming here.

"Genealogy! You are straightforward, I called you here today because of this." Zhang Long smiled, and his youngest son finally became a warrior, which made him very happy.

When Zhang Long saw Zhang Yang's palm, he was taken aback suddenly, "This kid has practiced Tiger Pao Fist!"

Zhang Long also practiced Tiger Pao Fist, and his attainments were very high. Of course, he could find problems through Zhang Yang's palms and limbs.

In order to confirm his guess, Zhang Long suggested: "I heard that you defeated the already two-star warrior Lan Lin with one move yesterday. Since your three uncles have come, let us show you your strength!"

"it is good!"

After the words were closed, Zhang Yang didn't make a fuss. His one hand instantly became a claw, and with a flick of his arm, he directly inserted it into the wooden table next to the coffee table, but the wooden table didn't move at all. That's all!

"Crack!"

Zhang Yang squeezed hard, and he directly grabbed a big hole in the wooden table.Then, he turned his claws into fists and punched the table.

"Whoa!"

The entire wooden table was shattered into hundreds of pieces by Zhang Yang's punch, and it fell apart into a mess!

"Crack!"

Zhang Long crushed the teacup in an instant, and the tea flowed down his arm, soaking his sleeves!

"Gather the tiger's claws! The strength of the fist is scattered!" He said in surprise, he knows the tiger cannon fist, of course he knows the power of several stages of practicing this fist.

Zhang Long hurriedly said: "You became a martial artist half a month ago? How long have you been practicing "Tiger Pao Fist"?"

Back then, when Zhang Yang's father, Zhang Long, first practiced Tiger Pao Fist, it took him more than three months to achieve the power of breaking wood and dispersing force.

It is relatively easy for a one-star warrior to break the wooden table, but if he is not skilled, he will knock the wooden table down with a single punch. At most, there will be a small hole in the wooden board, and the four wooden legs will fall apart without being affected.

But Zhang Yang was different. When his finger was inserted into the table, the other parts of the wooden table were not damaged, which fully proved his fast grasping speed and high concentration of attack!

And a punch from behind can shatter the entire table into hundreds of pieces, even the table legs into rotten pieces of wood.

This is the initial power of the Tiger Pao Fist. If it is hit on a fighter of the same level, it will definitely not be a problem to break a few bones of the enemy.

Zhang Yang's three uncles were all startled, and some didn't believe Zhang Yang's attack. They only learned Tiger Pao Fist when they became martial artists.

Now Zhang Yang said that he has only been a warrior for half a month, that is, a warrior, and he can do so much now, how can people believe it!

Seeing the expressions of his father and the three uncles, Zhang Yangxin was really a little proud. He said to himself: "Brother knows, I told him the other day that Father said that I would become a martial artist in a month. I said that time is enough, of course not. child's play."

Zhang Yang seemed to take it for granted, as if becoming a warrior was a natural thing.

"Good! Good! You will enter the genealogy today, brothers, do you agree?" Zhang Long laughed out loud, and then asked the three brothers.

"Xiao Yang's becoming a warrior is worth celebrating. It is natural to enter the family tree." Zhang Hu, Zhang Yang's second uncle, agreed. He and Zhang Long are blood brothers, so naturally he listened to his elder brother.

"Let's start the clan ceremony today!" Third Uncle Zhang Bao agreed.

"Mm! Prepare for the ceremony!" The fourth uncle Zhang Xiong agreed with the third brother.

These two are brothers, standing on the same line.

Hearing the third uncle's words, Zhang Yang said in his heart: "Intentionally embarrass me, only when foreigners join the clan, there will be a clan entry ceremony. Let me perform the ceremony, which means that I used to be a foreign clan, your son is not good, and neither are you." What the hell, old bastard."

The Zhang family is relatively large, and of course the internal personnel are also fighting for power. The third uncle Zhang Bao and Zhang Yang's father Zhang Long failed to be the head of the family back then, and he has always held a grudge.

When Zhang Yang was very young, his third uncle Zhang Bao was very mean to him, and his son Zhang Yihai often bullied Zhang Yang.They were not close in the first place, but Zhang Bao wanted to embarrass Zhang Yang again this time.

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Third uncle's words are wrong. I am the son of the head of the family, and the grandson of the elder, and the clan entry ceremony is prepared for people from other races to join the clan. Do you think my biological father and grandfather are also from other clans?" of?"

Originally Zhang Yang was a waste, and many Zhang family children were very happy. This way, there was one less candidate for the position of Patriarch. Naturally, when Zhang Yang did not become a warrior, he often bullied Zhang Yang.

So Zhang Yang didn't like many members of the Zhang family, and he spoke respectfully on the surface, but there was a lot of sarcasm on the inside.

Zhang Long frowned and shouted at Zhang Yang angrily: "Xiaoyang, don't talk nonsense, your third uncle just made a mistake for a while, and you, a child, made a random definition."

"Yes, Father," Zhang Yang bowed his head, but his movements of sitting on the chair were very casual, and he had no intention of admitting his mistake at all.

But Zhang Long flashed a hint of satisfaction, Zhang Bao often confronted him, and he also felt that this cousin was unhappy,

Especially today's words are obviously hurting his own face, he scolded Zhang Yang.In fact, it was also to prevent Zhang Bao from berating Zhang Yang.Zhang Long suddenly discovered that the madness of this youngest son was also very similar to him in some aspects.

"Okay! I will order someone to add your name to the genealogy. In the future, I will practice more and strive to become Tiger Pao Fist. By then, my Zhang family will be a younger generation, and there will be another Tiger Pao Fist master. If you need anything, or If there is something you don't understand, you can come to me directly in the future." Zhang Long said to Zhang Yang with satisfaction.

"Yes, Father, I'm going to practice Tiger Pao Fist." Zhang Yang stood up and said respectfully.

"In the future, don't eat outside, go home and eat with your elder brother, and eat at my place!" Zhang Long felt more and more satisfied with his youngest son, and began to accept Zhang Yang slowly.

"Yes, my lord father!" Zhang Yang answered with his head bowed.

After the words were closed, Zhang Yang left the meeting room.Four elders of Zhang's family who had their own ghosts were left behind...

Is there any child who doesn't want to be with his parents, although he once ignored him, but that is also his father, Zhang Yang certainly wants to be with his parents.