It was the time when the red sun rose, and the Tang family was already extremely lively. Many Tang family juniors went to Lingzhai Pavilion or went to the martial arts gym to practice.

Tang Yang followed the brigade to Lingzhai Pavilion, preparing to find some food to fill his stomach. After all, he had just experienced a breakthrough last night and spent a lot of energy. This morning, his sister was shouting up in a not-so-civilized way. He touched his stomach and was naturally hungry.

Many people around saw Tang Yang also heading towards Lingzhai Pavilion, and couldn't help but avoid some distance and stay away from the rumored "declined god".

"Hey, isn't this Tang Yang? Why did he come out so early today?"

"Shh, whisper, you will hear it if you are not far away."

"What are you afraid of? Just a god of decay and a waste. Could it be that you can beat me?"

"This is true, but it's a genius of the past, so it's better to accumulate virtue."

On the way to Lingzhai Pavilion, the crowd around Tangyang whispers from time to time, because in their concept, this former genius never had the fun.

Although it was surprising, the movements of the crowd stopped here. After all, in their opinion, a lonely genius is not worth spending too much energy to pay attention to.

After hearing these harsh words, Tang Yang didn't care, but just walked his own path silently. After all, it was no need to prove to unnecessary people.

Not long after, Tang Yang and many younger generations of the Tang family came to a loft with exquisite decoration and even magnificent layout.

The Lingzhai Pavilion is built with light green jade. Under the sun, from a distance, it looks like a green pagoda. This loft is large, with five floors in total. The first and second floors look slightly ordinary. This is a place for many ordinary juniors and many Tang family servants to eat on a daily basis. The third and fourth floors are places for many backbone forces and the Tang family’s direct juniors to eat, and the fifth floor is a place for the real Tang family rulers to eat.

Without thinking too much, Tang Yang went directly to the second floor. Although Tang Yang is the direct descendant of the current head of the Tang family, because of his cultivation, Tang Yang did not want to eat on the upper floor, even though the entire Tang family did not impose any restrictions on Tang Yang's daily life.

Compared with the first floor, the second floor looks much more comfortable. The layout of the second floor is that one can receive all kinds of food on one side, a relatively spacious aisle in the middle, and many tables and chairs are placed on the other side for enjoyment.

Tang Yang looked at the many windows on the second floor, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked straight to the place where there were not many people, intending to use a few buns to satisfy his hunger. The man who was responsible for replenishing the buns was a little depressed because he didn't have many people. He couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw someone coming, but after seeing that the person was Tang Yang, his smile froze on his face for a short time.

Tang Yang was about to get a few buns to exchange for the gray stones, but a tall figure blocked in front of him. Seeing this scene, Tang Yang was not surprised and asked calmly, "Qiu Er, what are you doing here?"

"I'm really sorry, Master Third, there are not enough buns today." Qiu Er's face with a scar showed a very contemptuous smile, and his body firmly blocked Tang Yang's hand that had reached out, and deliberately bit the three words "Mr. Third Master" very heavily, as if it was humiliating.

Hearing this, Tang Yang was a little angry and said coldly, "There are so many buns left, why don't you say enough?"

Seeing Tang Yang questioning him, Qiu Er was a little surprised, because in his impression, since the genius young master in front of him had not improved his cultivation and had become a waste, no matter how others insulted him, he had always been obedient.

"Haha, there is no one now, but you took a bun. What should I do if the juniors who are going to practice in the family come and have no food? The food is for useful people. You said yes, the third young master." Qiu Er not only did not retreat, but on the contrary, he used the place that stings Tang Yang the most.

After seeing the movement here, many people came to see what was going on out of curiosity. When they knew what happened, they not only did not look at Tang Yang, but both of them looked at Tang Yang with a sarcastic look, because although Qiu Er was just a guy who replenished the buns, he had the strength to have the third level of body tempering, and Tang Yang was currently only the second level of body tempering.

"Hehe, why, the genius of the past has fallen to this level? Isn't it the once majestic one?"

When Qiu Er saw that no one was looking towards Tang Yang, he became more and more proud, and he sarcastically mocked Tang Yang without any concealment in his words.

Out of a calm attitude, Tang Yang suppressed his anger and stepped forward to take away his gray stone and left.

But Qiu Er still didn't plan to give up and directly stopped Tang Yang.

"San Young Master, since you don't eat this breakfast, then let's stay here." After that, he secretly moved his own breath and emitted the unique turbulence of the three levels of body tempering.

"I didn't plan to argue with you, but you bullyed me too much." Tang Yang said this calmly, but the coldness contained in his words made everyone present shudder.

"Oh? With your strength to temper your body, what if I want to teach me a lesson?" Although Qiu Er, who was involved, was also shocked by this coldness, he said this sentence with a strong and calm attitude, and still looked at Tang Yang contemptuously.

Just as he finished speaking, Tang Yang rushed forward with his left hand mobilized the energy contained in his body. The strong wind flowed, forming a ray of light at the fist peak and swung towards Qiu Er.

"No, why do I seem to see the Gangfeng? That can be condensed by the third level of body tempering, right?"

"Yes, judging from the strength and thickness, it seems that the accumulation is also very good."

"It's impossible. Tang Yang has been quenching his body for a year or two. At that time, even the ancestor Tang Yan said there was no hope."

"Yes, he must be bluffing."

Seeing that Tang Yang actually punched Qiu Er and surrounded him with strong wind, the people around him suddenly became noisy. They were obviously surprised by this scene, but they quickly calmed down. After all, in terms of concept, they all believed that Tang Yang was deposed, but even so, they subconsciously turned the name of waste into their real name.

As the bearer of Tang Yang's fist, Qiu Er understood that this momentum that made him feel dangerous and oppressive was absolutely unfair.

Just when Qiu Er was distracted, Tang Yang's fist was only about an inch away from his face.

Qiu Er was shocked and hurriedly mobilized all his strength, retreating while resisting. After all, Qiu Er had already entered the third level of body tempering for many years. At this dangerous and dangerous moment, he luckily avoided this punch, but the power brought by the gale of the wind proved that Tang Yang had entered the third level of body tempering.

Seeing that his punch was lost, Tang Yang could no longer suppress his anger. He followed closely, condensed the gale with his left hand and slashed towards Qiu Er. Although Qiu Er had already regretted it, there was no other way except to resist. He also used his right hand to activate the qi and swung it towards the fist that was getting closer and closer.

Seeing Qiu Er's movements, Tang Yang raised his mouth slightly, stepped up his pace to the maximum, avoided the punch with a slanted body, and grabbed Qiu Er's right hand.

When Qiu Er saw this in front of him, he thought it was not good and tried hard to get rid of Tang Yang who had already grasped his right hand, but the other party couldn't get rid of it like a candy.

Tang Yang held Qiu Er's right hand tightly with his left hand, and went to his waist with his right hand, grabbed it tightly, took the lunge, luck, and exerted force with his right hand, causing Qiu Er to fall over his shoulder and hit the floor hard.

Even though the floor was extremely solid, there were spider web-like cracks spreading in the field, and there were also slight sounds of bone fractures.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Is this still the so-called waste? How do people who have the third level of body tempering seem to be fine?

Tang Yang ignored the doubts of the people around him, shocked and even mixed with awe, took a few buns and walked out of Lingzhai Pavilion while eating. The onlookers made a way without waiting for more thought.
Chapter completed!