Changyangke held the axe tightly with both hands and looked at Jian Chen with a vigilant look. Due to the lesson he had just learned, he never dared to underestimate Jian Chen again, so this time he was particularly cautious.

Jian Chen always had a faint smile on his face, and when he saw Changyangke's gaze there was a joke that Changyangke still couldn't understand, he said, "San brother, can you start the attack?"

Changyangke tightened the axe in his hand. This time he mobilized the holy power in his body, and then rushed towards Jian Chen again, with a speed that was obviously much faster than before.

Jian Chen waved the branch, which was only half a meter long in his hand, and suddenly a wonderful feeling came to his heart, as if his god had a very obscure connection with the branch, and at the same time, Jian Chen

In his mind, the scene of his magical power of using the god to control the sword realm when he was about to die in his previous life. Finally, the sword in his hand flew a hundred meters away under the control of his "god" and pierced Dugu Qiubai's throat.

.

Thinking of this, Jian Chen had a thought and controlled the branches in his hand to stab at Changyangke.

"Swoosh!"

As soon as the thought arose, the branch held by Jian Chen seemed to have come alive. It flew out of Jian Chen's hand independently and stabbed towards Changyangke at an extremely fast speed. The entire branch was faintly wrapped in a faint white light.

Then, a strong and sharp sword energy emitted from it. The branches were very fast, as fast as lightning. A flash of light reached Changyangke's chest.

Feeling the speed of the branches flying and the sword energy that came from somewhere on the branches, Jian Chen was shocked and immediately stopped by controlling the branches. At the speed of the branches piercing out and the sword energy that suddenly appeared on the branches.

He had no doubt that this branch could definitely pierce Chang Yangke's body easily. Even if he could not die, he would be seriously injured. If such consequences occur, Jian Chen would have caused a great disaster.

The branch finally stopped when it just arrived at Changyangke's chest. Despite this, the front end of the branch also pierced into Changyangke's chest. Fortunately, it was not penetrated deeply, but it just pierced into the skin.

If Jian Chen reacted a little slower, Chang Yangke's body would be pierced by this branch, and the consequences would be unimaginable at that time.

Jian Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His god had a very obscure connection with the branches. Through the sensing of the branches, Jian Chen understood that the branches had just pierced a little of Changyangke's skin, and there was nothing serious.

Jianchen felt a lot more relaxed.

The severe pain from his chest made Chang Yangke's white and fat little face turn pale. When he lowered his head and saw the blood on his chest, his face suddenly changed, and then he burst into tears with a "Wow..."

Tears in his eyes rolled out like a fountain.

"Blood...blood...blood...woo...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my...my

Changyangke seemed to have become a naughty child who loves to cry. He threw away the wooden axe in his hand and ran out of the garden crying. After all, Changyangke is only a person under ten years old and is still in the greenhouse.

Just a child growing up.

Looking at Chang Yangke who was gradually disappearing from his sight, Jian Chen shook his head helplessly and walked towards his residence. He knew in his heart that he might be severely criticized next.

....

"What, Uncle Chang, you are not kidding me, are you?" In a study room, Chang Yangba, the head of Changyang Mansion, suddenly stood up from the chair, staring at an old man standing opposite him,

He said in surprise.

The old man was the butler of Changyang Mansion, Bo Chang.

Uncle Chang nodded affirmatively and said with a serious expression: "Head of the family, I didn't believe in this matter, but dozens of people in the kitchen saw it clearly. The Fourth Young Master did do a job in a kitchen.

The guy was injured, and finally lifted the guy who weighed more than 100 pounds and threw it for a distance of five meters. And most importantly, the guy himself was a possessive guy.

The strength of the three levels of holy power.”

After hearing this, Changyang Ba's eyes became even more surprised, and he felt a little bit unbelievable.

Uncle Chang looked at Changyang Ba, hesitated for a while, and said again: "Head of the family, I just received the news that when the Fourth Young Master was competing with the Third Young Master in the garden, he beat the Third Young Master with just one branch.

I was injured."

"What, Xiang'er and Ke'er competed, Xiang'er actually injured Ke'er." Chang Yangba's tone was filled with surprise again.

"Yes, the head of the family, and the fourth young master only uses a branch, while the third young master uses a wooden axe." Chang Bo added.

"How is this possible!" Chang Yangba stood up from the chair again and said, "Xiang'er can't cultivate the power of saints at all. On the other hand, Ke'er, Ke'er is not only three years older than Xiang'er, but also the power of saints is also

After reaching the third level, and practicing martial arts every day during this period, how could it be defeated by Xiang'er, who knows how to do martial arts."

At this time, a half-meter-long branch suddenly appeared in Uncle Chang's hand and said, "The head of the family, the fourth young master used this branch to defeat the third young master."

Changyangba borrowed the branch that he handed over to Mr. Chang, which was a little thinner than his little finger, and on the other end of the branch, it was a little bit dipped.

Little blood.

When Chang Yangba's eyes fell on the dry blood at the broken branches, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said, "Bo Chang, Ke'er is fine."

"The Third Young Master is fine, he just broke a little bit of skin." Uncle Chang replied.

Changyang Ba nodded slightly, his face became more and more beautiful. Then he held the branch in his hand and looked carefully several times, and the expression in his eyes became more and more confused. Finally, he couldn't help but speak, "Brother Chang."

, This is just an ordinary branch that cannot be more ordinary, and the tip is extremely flat. With Xiang'er's power, it is impossible to hurt Ke'er with this branch."

After hearing this, Chang Bo nodded slightly, but a trace of splendor gradually appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Master, I have a bold guess. The Fourth Young Master may not be a useless person who cannot cultivate the power of the saint, but look at the Fourth Young Master today.

The performance of the fourth young master may have already cultivated the power of saints, and at least it is the power of saints of the fourth level. Otherwise, the fourth young master would not have defeated Qiu Er, who has three levels of saints of saints."

Upon hearing this, Changyang Ba's face turned slightly happy, and a look of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes. This has always been the biggest regret in Changyang Ba's heart for this fourth son who has been extremely talented since childhood but cannot practice.

"Bo Chang, what you mean is that Xiang'er can not only cultivate the power of the saint, but also a genius in cultivation." Chang Yangba's tone trembled slightly, full of excitement. He reached the fourth level of the power of the saint at the age of seven.

It is indeed a rare genius on the Tianyuan Continent. After all, under normal circumstances, it is usually only aged around ** to reach the fourth level of the Holy Power.

Bo Chang nodded slightly and said, "Fourth Master, I watched him grow up. I can see his extraordinary talent clearly. For the Fourth Master, I have always had great expectations in my heart, and I vaguely

I feel that in the near future, the achievements of the Fourth Young Master will definitely surpass me."

Hearing the words from Uncle Chang, Changyang Ba couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief and ecstasy.

Uncle Chang continued, "When I learned that the Fourth Young Master was a useless man who could not practice the power of the saint, I felt very strange. I always felt that this seemed a little wrong, but I never understood where it came from.

The problem, until today, judging from the two things that the Fourth Young Master did, I have confirmed that my previous guess was correct. The Fourth Young Master is not a person who cannot cultivate the power of the saint, but a genius of cultivation."

Chang Yangba took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his excitement. Just as he was about to say something, a servant suddenly ran in and said respectfully to Chang Yangba: "Head of the family, the third young master is injured,

The third lady asked the head of the family to come over."

"I understand, you go back." Chang Yangba waved his hand and said in a calm tone.

"Yes!" The servant responded respectfully and slowly retreated.

Changyang Ba looked at the butler, Uncle Chang, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Chang, why not let's go over and take a look together, and also care about Xiang'er. Xiang'er has indeed been neglected during this period." When Changyang Ba said this, he slightly

He said in a serious tone: "Brother Chang, those two kitchen friends who bullied Xiang'er, please drive them out of my Changyang Mansion. Humph, the two servants actually bullied my Changyang Ba's son.

of."

Bo Chang smiled slightly and said, "Head of the family, I have driven them out of the mansion. Although one of them was introduced by the eldest lady Linglong, the other was the younger brother of Qiu Ling, the captain of the mansion's guard team, he dared to bully him.

There is no need for them to stay in the mansion on the Fourth Young Master's head, otherwise where would my Changyang Mansion be faced?"

...

In a large and very luxurious room, Chang Yangke, who was injured by Jian Chen, was lying on the bed, his face slightly pale, and the wound on his chest was carefully bandaged.

On the head of the bed, Changyangke's mother Yu Fengyan looked at her son with heartache. Not far away, Jian Chen and his mother Bi Yuntian, as well as eldest aunt Linglong, second aunt Bai Yushuang, and second sister Changyang Mingyue.

They all stood in the room.

Yu Fengyan turned around and stared at Bi Yuntian with an angry face, and said in a gloomy tone: "Fourth sister, your baby son is getting more and more bold. He actually injured Ke'er with a weapon. Fortunately, I

Ke'er is very lucky and his injury is not serious. Otherwise, he really doesn't know what consequences will be."

After hearing this, Jian Chen frowned and said unconvincedly: "It's no wonder that I was the third brother who took the initiative to ask me to compete with him. Moreover, it is inevitable that the two sides will suffer some minor injuries when they fight.

I didn't use a weapon, it was just a branch. If you want to blame me, I can only blame my third brother for not being good at learning skills."

Yu Fengyan was so angry that her face turned pale when Jian Chen said, but Jian Chen's words made a lot of sense, which made Yu Fengyan unable to find something to say.

When Yu Fengyan thought that she was stumped by a child of a few years, an unknown anger arose in her heart, especially Jian Chen's last sentence, "If you want to blame, you can only blame the third brother for not being good at learning skills."

This sentence made Yu Fengyan's face turn blue and white. Isn't this clear that his son is not as good as a useless man who cannot cultivate the power of the saint?
Chapter completed!