Yang Junshan and Yang Junxian are more than a year and a half apart, perhaps because of the little age difference, the two have often fought since they were children, and in the future, Yang Tiangang and Yang Tianlei fought with each other, and even their respective children did not like each other, but after that, the fights between the two became less, but every fight became more and more ruthless, and the relationship between the two also became more and more estranged and even hostile with every fight.
Yang Junxian is two years younger than Yang Junshan, and when he was a child, Yang Junshan naturally suffered a lot from fighting, but Yang Junshan himself also had a little cleverness, and sneak attacks, traps, and group fights also caused Yang Junxian to suffer a lot.
Yang Junshan looked at his cousin in front of him and smiled: "Second brother, how old are you, you take all the angry words of children seriously, I am embarrassed for you!"
Yang Junxian's face turned red when he heard this, Yang Junshan was only nine years old when he left Qingshi Town, and he was only eleven years old.
Yang Junshan observed his words and sneered: "It was Uncle Twelfth who encouraged you to come, right?"
Yang Junxian was stunned again, and then as if he had been insulted, his face turned red and said: "Fart, I want to beat you and use others to instigate you?"
Yang Junshan clapped his hands and said: "Oh, that's right, if you want to fight, just fight, when did you Yang Junxian learn to be high-sounding, and found such a lame reason, it really makes people laugh out of their teeth!"
"You bastard!"
Yang Junxian took two steps out, and the ground paved with three-inch bluestone in front of the library began to "cluck" under his feet, like a bison ready to go, before the person approached, his fists had suddenly volleyed towards Yang Junshan, and two balls of spiritual energy spat out from his fists and crashed towards Yang Junshan from a distance of three feet.
The monk advanced to the fourth level, although he could not cast spells with his bare hands, but he was already able to skillfully control the release of spiritual power in his body, and his strength had made great progress compared to the third level.
Without waiting for Yang Junshan to dodge, the two clusters of spiritual energy had already rushed forward, Yang Junshan did not panic, and also threw two punches, and the thick Wutu spiritual power directly scattered these two clusters of spiritual energy, and at the same time, it really collided with Yang Junxian's fists that followed the two groups of spiritual energy.
Pair your fists!
Hula! A ball of air burst out from the center of the two people's fists towards the surroundings, blocking the dust on the ground directly a foot away, forming a huge earth ring.
Yang Junxian felt that his fist really hit the forehead of a mountain bull, and the severe pain made the corners of his mouth twitch, but Yang Junshan's expression on the opposite side did not change at all.
Pretend, really pretend!
Yang Junxian didn't believe that Yang Junshan had nothing to do, he withdrew, and jumped back in the middle, the person had already crossed a foot to the side of Yang Junshan, stepped forward with his left foot, and a series of rune light appeared from the soles of his feet, with a rumble, and the entire bluestone paved ground was shaking.
It's not good, it's the Earth Shake Technique, this Yang Junxian actually engraved the earth shaking rune on the bottom of the shoe on his feet, and used the power of the rune to cast a spell.
It can use the ground to shake the people standing on it dizzy, giving the opponent an opportunity; Serious ones can even directly shake away the spiritual power in the monk's body and let others slaughter it.
However, Yang Junshan soon knew that Yang Junxian had never fully cultivated this spell even with the help of the power of the rune, Yang Junshan staggered back, but the spiritual power in his body had already broken it up at the moment of the mana invasion.
Seeing Yang Junshan retreating, Yang Junxian smiled proudly, rubbed his steps, and the whole person did not move under his feet and actually rowed in front of Yang Junshan, and there was a sound of "rustling" under his feet, and it was another extension spell of the Yang family's heirloom spiritual technique "Flying Sand Technique", but it was obvious that he was still not proficient in cultivation, and could only use it to increase his speed.
Seeing that Yang Junxian was about to take advantage of Yang Junshan's staggering steps, Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head and showed a mocking smile.
Yang Junxian panicked for no reason, and secretly said that it was not good and wanted to withdraw, but he used the "flying sand technique" into the "sandboarding" technique, how could the spell that was not skilled enough to be controlled be eliminated in a short period of time, and his body was still rapidly rowing towards Yang Junshan.
I saw that there was a brilliant stone in Yang Junshan's hand at some point, and with a flick of his right thumb and index finger, the stone suddenly shot towards Yang Junxian.
Yang Junxian twisted his body as hard as he could to dodge, but unexpectedly, when the stone flew close to him, it suddenly exploded with a "pop", and a pile of rubble hit Yang Junxian.
"Lithotripsy!"
Yang Junxian screamed strangely, and hurriedly protected his head and face with both hands, but the exploding stone particles still hit his arms painfully, and some sharp fragments even cut small openings on the skin of his arms, and crimson blood beads oozed out bit by bit.
The news he got was that Yang Junshan was clearly the third level of cultivation when he competed with the twelfth uncle last time, and now he has just advanced to the fourth level, and now when he arrives at the library, he is clearly choosing natal spells, but Yang Junxian can't understand how Yang Junshan can cultivate lithotripsy to such a point so quickly?
He didn't know that Yang Junshan originally came to this library pavilion just to put on a show, not to mention the three extended spells such as "Stone Crushing Technique", which he knew clearly about the "Earth-Splitting Spiritual Technique" passed down from the Yang family, as long as his cultivation was sufficient, he could use it at any time.
The stone that was knocked out was exactly what Yang Junshan had brought out from the small pool of Xishan Lingquan Cave, and he had already carved a simple rune on the surface of the stone when his cultivation was only the third level, as long as the immortal root was laid, it could be used to induce the lithotripsy.
The only pity was that at this time, Yang Junshan had just advanced to the fourth level, although he could use external forces to cast spells, but because he had not yet engraved the spell runes on the immortal roots and turned them into natal spells, the power of this spell was much smaller.
At this time, he had already regained control of the flying sand under his feet, and these grains of sand flew up and crashed towards Yang Junshan.
These flying sands themselves are not very powerful, but they cover people's ears and eyes, fall into the hands of the brilliant monks, and can even penetrate into the monk's nasal cavity and lung lobes and choke people to death.
Although Yang Junxian couldn't control it so exquisitely, he could use it to confuse Yang Junshan's ears and eyes, and then take the opportunity to sneak attack and win.
Seeing that Yang Junshan was shrouded in flying sand, Yang Junxian smiled fiercely, and was about to rush into the flying sand to make Yang Junshan look good, but as he rushed forward, the flying sand in front of him was also shrinking rapidly, Yang Junxian hurriedly wanted to regain control of this spell, but unexpectedly felt that these flying sands did not seem to listen to his command for an instant, and were attracted by a strange force.
Yang Junxian had a "cluck" in his heart, and his spell was actually broken by that kid Yang Junshan!
Yang Junxian withdrew and retreated, but unexpectedly, the sand ball that had condensed into a ball in front of him suddenly burst out again, and a puddle of fine sand rushed towards him again.
This time, even if Yang Junxian protected his head and face, he couldn't resist the dense sand, and the whole person was disgraced.
Yang Junshan was also angry because this kid always bullied him when he was a child, and he was determined to teach him an unforgettable lesson.
Seeing that this fist was about to smash, Yang Junxian was ready for severe pain, but unexpectedly, his fist did not fall for a long time.
Yang Junxian opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see that a fist only three inches away from his eyes was held by a hand stretched out horizontally to hold Yang Junshan's wrist.
"Seventh Uncle!"
"Seventh Uncle!"
The two saluted An Xia who suddenly appeared, An Xia glanced at the two of them, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on, why did you fight in front of the library, aren't you afraid that others will see jokes?"
Yang Junshan looked relaxed and said: "He is blocking me here!"
Seeing that An Xia's aura was almost the same as that of his father, Yang Junxian secretly smacked his tongue, but said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's just a matter of looking for the fourth brother to have a discussion."
How could An Xia not know what was going on, he snorted heavily, scaring Yang Junxian to the point of trembling, only to hear him say: "A cousin, a cousin, they are all children of the Yang family, but they meet like enemies, and even the half-hanging spell is used, which is really amazing!"
Both of them lowered their heads and said silently, An Xia said angrily: "Why are you still stunned, do you continue to trouble your brother when I leave?"
Yang Junxian trembled all over, apologized to An Xia, and at the same time glanced at Yang Junshan with a gloomy expression, turned around and left in a hurry.
When Yang Junxian walked away, Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Congratulations to Uncle Seventh on your great progress in cultivation, when did you come back, the last time my nephew went to see you at home, but your family was not there!"
An Xia glared at him and said, "Don't be with me here with a hippie smile, let me ask you, did you come up with some bad ideas for your father again, I just advanced to the second level of the martial arts realm, and before I had time to consolidate my cultivation, he hurriedly found me back from other places, saying that it was about Spirit Valley, and asked me to ask your uncle?"
Yang Junshan said "uh" and smiled embarrassedly: "Then you should ask my uncle!"