Chapter 025 Higher, Higher Goals
"That's it, the end!"
Looking at Zhang Yetao, Zhang Yemeng, Zhang Yemeng, Zhang Yehua, and Zhang Yekong took a breath, and the anger and madness on his face quickly retreated.
After raising his head, Zhang Yekong slowly exhaled the breath in his chest after looking at the onlooker with fear in his eyes.
Eight years!
These eyes have not been seen in eight years.
And what is different from eight years ago is that the fear of these people eight years ago originated from their fathers, but today it is different.
Their fear comes from themselves.
Not bad, it's yourself.
Raising his hand, Zhang Yekong unconsciously held it a few lightly, feeling the power coming from his palm.
Eight years of humiliation made him move towards how to break through his own limits and break the damn fate given to him by God.
In order to pursue becoming stronger, even when I suffer from painful and disease that ordinary people cannot bear, I still continue to try to practice and want to strengthen myself.
What are you asking for?
It is this moment, at this moment, this kind of proud and this kind of hidden dragon emerges from the abyss.
But, why?
Although I am happy, excited and comfortable.
But, I didn't feel satisfied at all.
Instead of feeling the fear of the martial artists around him, Zhang Yekong discovered that it would be better to recall what happened when he fought with Zhang Yetao and others just now.
Every hair is inspiring, and every inch of skin is in pleasure.
The comfort, comfort, comfort and pleasure that came from the bones were like waves washing his nerves.
The more he recalled, the more he discovered that he was eager for that feeling.
Fight, I want to fight.
Become stronger, I want to be stronger.
Defeating Zhang Yetao is just a small event that I need to go through on my life path. There is no need to be proud or excited about it.
My goal is not here, nor should I be here.
To be higher and farther.
As for how high it should be?
First of all, it’s innate!
Yes, that's it, and that's why.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yesun, who was standing still, moved.
Without even looking at Zhang Yetao and others on the ground, they crossed over them in diameter. Under the gaze of the surrounding martial artists, they walked towards the Zhang Family Library step by step.
Since he has defeated Zhang Yetao, his current goal should be to break through to the martial artist and advance to the warrior.
As for the jealousy, fear, and a hint of respect in the eyes of the martial artists around him, Zhang Yekong is no longer taken seriously.
What he wants to pursue is not here.
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Zhang Yekong did not notice it when he left. The moment he set the target of innate level, his slightly fierce aura suddenly changed.
The whole person seemed to have grown bigger in an instant, and directly pressed on the surrounding martial artists.
It was also at this moment that the martial artists around him suddenly discovered that Zhang Yekong was different from them.
Although they cannot express this difference in words, they clearly understand what is going on.
Because of Zhang Yekong's temperament, they have seen the special temperament that real elites in the Zhang family can enter the center of the martial arts training ground to practice.
Of course, compared to those warriors, Zhang Yekong's is obviously much bigger, much bigger.
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The news that Zhang Yekong defeated Zhang Yetao and the other two in a row spread throughout the Zhang family in just one hour, making the Zhang family, which was originally calm because of the arrival of night, shocked for a moment.
"What? That waste Zhang Yekong defeated Zhang Yetao, Zhang Yemeng, and Zhang Yehua?"
"Are you kidding?"
"How can that waste defeat Zhang Yetao and others? It's just a fool."
"Not real, not real."
For a time, most people could not believe this fact.
After all, Zhang Yekong is the body of the broken sky, what is the broken sky?
That is a congenital problem. This disease is not a cold or a fever, and it can be cured by taking a few doses of medicine.
In order to treat Zhang Yekong, the Zhang family hired countless famous doctors. Even the only city within a radius of 300 kilometers is 100 kilometers away from Nanhai Town. The director of the Laiyang Hospital in Laiyang City shook his head after seeing Zhang Yekong's body, and was helpless.
In the end, only a sky-high life-saving prescription was prescribed to continue the life that could wither at any time in the night sky.
Because of this, everyone in the Zhang family agreed that Zhang Yekong could not be cured at all, and his existence could only be a drag on the Zhang family, which eventually led to the division within the Zhang family.
So the first time when I heard this news, most people's first reaction was that it was impossible.
Zhangjia East Garden, the residence of the Great Elder.
After seeing this news, Zhang Yumeng, the eldest elder of the Zhang family, slowly raised his head and looked at the young man sitting cross-legged not far from him.
Zhang Yetian, the eldest son of the Great Elder, is the real super genius of the Zhang family.
Compared to Zhang Yekong, who is in the form of Tiancan, Zhang Yetian is completely different. From birth, he has talents far surpassed other Zhang family members.
However, at the age of twenty, he already possesses the strength of a strong warrior, and has become one of the candidates for the next patriarch of the Zhang family.
With a calm smile on his face, Zhang Yumeng said softly: "Tian'er, what do you think of this matter?"
"I don't have any opinion." After looking at Zhang Yumeng calmly, Zhang Yetian replied in a more plain tone than Zhang Yumeng: "Waste is waste."
"Even if he really defeats another waste, he is still a waste."
"The martial artist, itself, has no meaning."
"But, I heard that the waste boy a day ago was completely defeated by Zhang Yetao and the other two." With a smile, Zhang Yumeng said again: "I turned over overnight. With this, Tian'er, do you still think he is not afraid of him?"
"Not bad!" Zhang Yetian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a disdainful tone: "It is obvious that it is not achieved through acquired efforts. The only possibility is to take medication.
And it should be a very precious medicine.
Hum, waste is waste.
It is meaningless to build up strength without relying on acquired efforts.
The towers rise from the ground, and the towers in the sky are beautiful, but they are just laughable, that's all.
Such a person has no need to pay attention.”
"Tian'er, your only problem is that you are too arrogant." Shaking your head, Zhang Yumeng looked at Zhang Yetian and said slowly: "This will make your strength reveal your flaws."
"Father." His brows narrowed slightly, and Zhang Yetian looked at his father and said softly: "You are too cautious."
Regarding his son's words, Zhang Yumeng smiled on his face and said, "Hehe, maybe it's right! But if Tian'er's father means to let you deal with that kid, what do you do?"
"A martial artist is not qualified to let me take action personally." A look of disdain on his face, but after seeing Zhang Yumeng frowning, Zhang Yetian said again: "Besides, the person he injured is the useless Zhang Yetao."
"Although it's a waste, it's also Zhang Yukun's son."
"So the most urgent and needing ideas is not us at all, but the second elder of the Zhang family."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yetian paused slightly and said, "Father."
"Haha, is that?"
With a slight smile, Zhang Yumeng glanced at his son with satisfaction. Although he had the habit of being arrogant, he was definitely not much different from him in terms of strategy calculation...
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On the other side, as Zhang Yetian thought, after receiving his son Zhang Yetao was defeated by the useless Zhang Yekong, his first reaction was to shake his head and not believe it. However, when he saw his son with a desolate face being carried back by his tribe members.
He was angry.
Especially after seeing his son's miserable appearance, the anger immediately rushed to his mind, and raised his hand and smashed his favorite teacup on the ground.
Chapter completed!