Although Tang Hao was still curious about why such a brother-in-law suddenly appeared, through various things, Tang Hao finally confirmed that the young man in front of him was his wife's brother.

"Xiao Hao, I don't pursue you about A Yin." Yang Cong said lightly: "But even so, you shouldn't fall to this point."

When Tang Hao heard what Yang Cong called him, the corners of his mouth trembled, but he still nodded and responded: "My brother taught me a lesson."

"I'll leave in a few days. You should understand what I said."

Yang Congdao.

“Yes, understand.”

Tang Hao nodded.

"Okay, I'll go see my nephew."

Yang Cong got up and walked out of the room, leaving Tang Hao who was a little confused.

Seeing that his young master came out of the room, Xiong Batian saluted: "Young master."

"What about the mistress."

"The young master is chopping firewood."

Xiong Ba Tiandao.

When he arrived at the yard, Yang Cong saw Tang San who was holding up his axe and chopping wood hard.

After watching it for a while, I could understand Tang San's situation.

There is an internal force in Tang San's body, yes, it is the internal force of martial arts.

According to Yang Cong’s understanding, Tang San should have a book about cultivation, so this is why.

It is precisely because of this that he is essentially different from other children.

However, after feeling Tang San's internal force for a while, Yang Cong shook his head and sighed.

Tang San's martial arts are too low. It will inevitably take a lot of time to achieve the top strength in this world.

Yang Cong doesn't want to waste too much time on this.

Tang San, who was chopping wood, saw his uncle watching him chopping wood, and smiled: "Uncle."

Tang San understands things very well. Even if the world in his previous life is a prey of the weak, he will understand better after coming to this world.

The young man in front of him is extremely powerful, giving people a very terrible and inaccessible feeling.

Moreover, Yang Cong is much stronger than the elders of the sects he had seen in his previous life. If he had to compare, then the elders of his previous life are all trash, and only his uncle is the real strong man.

"That's right, you have such strength at a young age." Yang Cong nodded slightly: "But if you are still a bit wasteful of your strength."

"Waste?" Tang San was slightly stunned.

You should know that the reason why he can have the strength that other children do not have is the internal strength he practices.

Otherwise, how could he, a six-year-old child, raise this several pounds of iron axe and chop the firewood that would take a lot of effort to touch the adult's face.

"You try to reduce the three-pointer with your right hand and increase the three-pointer with your left hand."

When Tang San heard Yang Cong's words, he looked strange.

For some reason, he felt that the uncle in front of him was talking nonsense.

Any ordinary person has greater strength in his right hand. If the force of his right hand is divided and added to his left hand, then he is not as strong as the former.

That's why he felt that his uncle was talking nonsense.

But looking at Yang Cong's appearance, he seemed to be determined to ask him to try it, but he had no choice but to try it.

At the same time, Tang San's mind was circulating the Xuantian Gong of his sect and began to do it according to Yang Cong's words.

"ha!"

Tang San shouted, and the iron axe in his hand instantly slashed out.

A shadow of an axe flashed, and the firewood that was still intact before was still divided into two halves.

This firewood needs to be wasted a lot of effort for adults, but now Tang San, a six-year-old child, has easily split it.

Not only did Tang Hao, who was standing at the door, but even Tang San himself looked at the firewood in front of him in disbelief.

He could feel that the moment he slashed out the iron axe in his hand, his Xuantian attack was different.

It's completely different from what I felt before.

“How does it feel.”

Yang Cong came to Tang San and said with a smile.

"Thank you uncle."

After savoring the scene just now, Tang San suddenly realized and instantly understood what his uncle meant, and immediately thanked Yang Cong.

"I will stay here for a few days. If you don't know anything, please come and ask me." He patted Tang San's shoulder, and Yang Cong injected a fairy energy into Tang San's body with the situation that Tang San could not feel.

It can be said that this immortal energy can help Tang San ascend in the sun, but it can also take Tang San's life.

As for why we did this, it is probably only the person involved, Yang Cong, who was involved.

.........

Two days later, Notting Junior College will come to recruit students today.

Today, the children of the entire Holy Soul Village were also gathered together by the old village chief Jack, in order to facilitate the recruitment of Notting Junior College.

For a village like them, this is the only way to stand out.

As the most prominent profession in the entire continent, the only chance of the soul master turning into a phoenix is ​​that.

If you miss it, you will never see it anymore.

As one of the children, Tang San was naturally pulled by the old village chief Jack to participate in the recruitment of this student.

Looking at Tang San who was walking towards the center of the village in the distance, Yang Cong smiled slightly and turned his head to look at Tang Hao on the side: "If I'm not wrong, Miss San should have innate full soul power."

"Yes." Tang Hao nodded. He knew very well about his son's situation.

"Then what are your plans?" Yang Cong asked.

"Let everything go with him." Tang Hao sighed: "I can't let him follow me for the rest of his life. Let him do whatever he wants."

"Hehe, the youngest titled Douluo is so inferior. If it is spread, there will probably be countless people to joke about it."

The mockery in Yang Cong's words was very obvious, but Tang Hao was not angry at all.

Instead, he laughed at himself: "So what can you do? Even your own woman can't protect you."

"I'll give you a chance." Yang Cong looked at Tang Hao lightly: "Do you want your son to avenge you by himself or I'll go in person."

"You may not do it either." Tang Hao shook his head: "They are too powerful and they are definitely not something that can be destroyed casually."

"My young master is very powerful, but he can be killed even if he is a titled Douluo." Xiong Batian curled his lips, looking unhappy.

"Even if you are a titled Douluo, you can kill it?" Tang Hao looked at Yang Cong with a strange look on his face.

If you want to say that Yang Cong is older than him, I believe that after all, his wife A Yin is also a humanoid person for 100,000 years.

It can be transformed into a human form, it must be 100,000 years old.

But if you want to say that you can even kill Douluo with titles, this is a bit too arrogant.

"Why, don't you believe it?"

Yang Cong didn't understand what Tang Hao was thinking.
Chapter completed!