Until Huang Xiaolongxu opened the hall for a long time, no one dared to speak in the hall.

"Dad, look?" After a long time, Huang Ming looked at Huang Qide's face and whispered.

Huang Qide sighed with his head up, then waved his hand: "Let it all go away, this annual meeting ends here." After saying that, he turned around and left, his figure a little hunched and lonely.

End here!

The elders and officials of Huangjiazhuang looked at each other in charge.

"It's all gone!" Huang Ming waved his hand after Huang Qide's figure disappeared, and then left with the help of elder Zhou Guang and others. After a while, the elders, the officials and disciples of Huangjiazhuang left one after another.

This is the end of the first annual meeting since the establishment of Huangjiazhuang.

After Huang Xiaolong left the front hall, he returned to the small yard. Not long after he returned to the small yard, Huang Peng and Su Yan came over. Seeing his parents, Huang Xiaolong knew that their parents had many questions. Before Huang Peng and Su Yan could speak, Huang Xiaolong pondered: "Dad, mother, I know you want to ask me about breaking through the fourth level, but there are some things I can't explain to you now."

Huang Peng and Su Yan looked at each other.

"Xiaolong, then, that senior Fei Hou, is he?" Huang Peng asked after hesitating.

Senior Fei Hou? Huang Xiaolong thought for a while and said, "I have worshipped a strange man as my teacher. Fei Hou is the subordinate of my master, so he calls me the young master."

At least Huang Xiaolong did not say anything about the matter between my husband and Shuramen.

Huang Peng and Su Yan suddenly realized it, and then they were overjoyed. Unexpectedly, their son could actually be a master of strange people. Fei Hou is a peak powerhouse in the late tenth stage, so what is his son's master?!

When they thought of this, the two of them were extremely excited.

"Xiaolong, your strength is now, has you reached the middle stage of the fourth level?" Then, Su Yan asked, and then looked at his son with hope.

At the annual meeting, Huang Xiaolong said that the early stage of the fourth level was only part of his strength.

"Mid-stage fourth-level?" Huang Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded, admitting his strength in the fourth-level mid-level. After all, the peak of the fifth-level late-stage peak was too terrifying.

Huang Peng and Su Yan were overjoyed when they saw their son admitting their fourth-level mid-stage strength, but were more shocked. The fourth-level mid-stage! It turned out to be the fourth-level mid-stage!

"Dad, mom, after the New Year in two days, I plan to leave Huangjiazhuang and go out for training!" Huang Xiaolong pondered.

"What? Experience?!" Huang Peng and Su Yan were shocked. Almost at the same time, they said in unison: "No!"

Huang Xiaolong said, "I know what you are worried about. With Fei Hou here, I will not be in any danger."

"Xiaolong, Dad knows that you want to leave Huangjiazhuang now because of your grandfather's business, but he is your grandfather after all, so don't hold a grudge against him in your heart. Also, you are still too young now. Why don't you go out for two years to experience it?" Huang Peng said to Huang Xiaolong in a negotiated tone.

Although Huang Xiaolong has a tenth-level strongman following him, he is too young and less than nine years old. Huang Peng and Su Yan can't let go and let his son go out for training now!

"Okay, dad, mom, I have decided to leave after the New Year." Huang Xiaolong shook his head and his eyes were determined. He admitted that he wanted to leave Huangjiazhuang now because he didn't want to see his grandfather Huang Qide and his uncle Huang Ming and his son, but he wanted to leave Huangjiazhuang for training, not entirely because of the two of them.

He wanted to use his experience to temper himself and make himself stronger, and wanted to see the wider world outside Huangjiazhuang and more powerful people outside.

When Huang Peng and Su Yan saw their son's eyes resolutely, they sighed in their hearts, knowing that it would be useless for them to persuade their son.

Thinking of his son about to stay away from him, Su Yan's heart softened and her eyes were red: "Xiaolong, when will you come back this time?"

Huang Xiaolong felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, before the next annual meeting, my son will definitely come back to see you."

"Next annual meeting?" Su Yan felt a little better. Then, Su Yan nagged Huang Xiaolong a lot, such as paying attention to her health when she went out, paying attention to her sinisterness, and not fighting with others.

Huang Xiaolong could only nod helplessly and said he knew.

It took more than two hours to leave the small yard.

"Fehou, we will leave after the New Year in two days. Now you see if you have anything to prepare, prepare for one or two." After his parents left, Huang Xiaolong said to Feihou.

"Yes, the sect leader!"

No words all night.

On the cold jade bed, Huang Xiaolong stopped practicing Shura Art, looked at the gradually clear sky outside, walked out of the room, and after coming to the courtyard, Huang Xiaolong practiced the Wind of Hell for a while.

"The Hell Wind has been cultivated to great success. All I owe in the future is to improve my fighting spirit. Then, let's practice the second move of Shura Sword Technique." An hour later, Huang Xiaolong stopped practicing in Hell Wind and said secretly.

Huang Xiaolong took out the drawing and looked at the small picture of Shura's second sword technique.

The second move of Shura Sword Technique: Shura's Tears.

Shura Tears? This move is quite special. Huang Xiaolong looked at the running route and attack posture of the fighting energy in his body several times when he attacked the second move. After remembering it completely, he took the drawing back into the Shura Ring. The Shura Blade with both hands appeared at some point, flew up and attacked in the air. He saw blades of blades constantly falling from the air. Yes, they were just falling, just like tears falling from the air.

The first move of Shura Sword Technique, Hell's Wind, is to stand on the ground and launch an attack, while the second move of Shura's Tears must be used in mid-air.

After one attack, Huang Xiaolong's body fell from mid-air, stood there, recalling the attack posture and the attack posture of the drawings just now. After half an hour, he flew up again and attacked out.

This time, the blade became softer, and seemed to have no power at all, like extremely thin drizzle.

Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong took action again.

Just like when he began to practice the wind of hell, Huang Xiaolong stood there and Jingjing for half an hour before taking action again after every move.

While Huang Xiaolong was practicing, the sky gradually darkened.

After another attack, Huang Xiaolong fell from mid-air, stood in the courtyard, and shook his head secretly. After practicing for a day, although the power of this second move, Shura Tears was much stronger than at the beginning, it still did not reach a small success. According to the drawings, after the attack, Shura Tears produced the sound of Shura crying, and Fang Shi was a small success.

When Huang Xiaolong was practicing, Fei Hou was guarding outside the small yard.

In fact, this Shura sword technique and another set of Shura ghost claws can only be practiced by those who practice Shura Art, so Huang Xiaolong is not worried about Fei Hou or others learning it secretly.

Not long after Huang Xiaolong stopped practicing, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the small yard. Huang Xiaolong looked and saw that the person coming was grandfather Huang Qide and uncle Huang Ming. In addition to the two, he also had his father Huang Peng.

Huang Xiaolong frowned.
Chapter completed!