At noon, Yang Xiuyun personally cooked and tidied up a large table of delicious food.

Brother-in-law Zhao Huazhang and nephew Zhao Xiaohu all went home early, and the whole family sat in the living room, waiting for today's most important guest Zhao Huaqing.

Zhao Xiaohu was surrounding Yang Yi, and it felt very fun.

"Uncle, you are so handsome today. You look better than dad when you wear such clothes."

Yang Yi was amused and laughed, and stuck out his tongue at Zhao Xiaohu with a bitter face.

"Pay attention to the image!"

Sister Yang Xiuyun coughed lightly.

Zhao Huazhang looked at his wife with some amusement, then looked at Yang Yi again, and shook his head secretly.

He was not optimistic about today's blind date at all. He knew very well what the entire Zhao family valued, and he knew better.

Even if Yang Yi is ten times more handsome, if he has no future in martial arts, he will definitely not be able to attract the attention of the fourth sister.

The fourth sister Zhao Huaqing is not the best among the many brothers and sisters, but she is not bad either. She is a warrior in the early stage of the Blood Transformation Realm at a young age and is also an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect.

His father Zhao Yunfeng not only values ​​talent, but also family lintels.

The fourth sister's future husband will not be decided by herself, it depends entirely on her father's meaning. No matter how bad the father is, his father will find her a genius young man of the same level to be her husband.

The Yang family is just a small family that is not as good as the class, and there is no possibility of this happening.

Zhao Huaqing came late. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the situation in the living room. His smile faded a little on his face, which was originally a little smiling.

"Second brother, second sister-in-law, hello, my little sister has delayed some things in the morning. I'm late. You won't mind?"

"No, no, fourth sister, sit down!"

Yang Xiuyun greeted Zhao Huaqing intimately, and of course, Yang Yi stood up politely to greet Zhao Huaqing when he entered the door.

However, Zhao Huaqing's eyes only glanced at him when he entered the door, and then never looked at him again, which made Yang Yi, who had originally wanted to introduce himself, feel a little embarrassed.

Everyone took their seats and chatted for a few words. Zhao Huaqing responded indifferently, not thinking about it at all.

Even Zhao Huazhang felt extremely embarrassed and didn't know how to get into the topic.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yang Xiuyun smiled and called the housekeeper to serve the food.

“No need to be busy.”

Zhao Huaqing suddenly stood up, looked at Yang Yi mockingly, and then said to Yang Xiuyun: "Second sister-in-law, I know what you mean. But do you think your younger brother is worthy of me, Zhao Huaqing?"

Yang Xiuyun's smile froze on her face, her expression was extremely awkward, "That, fourth sister, you...I don't mean that, look..."

"Second sister-in-law, you don't need to explain." Zhao Huaqing waved his hand to stop Yang Xiuyun, then looked at Yang Yi, with a strong look of mockery and disdain on his face.

"I don't know what your name is, nor do I have any interest in knowing it. Yesterday, when you saw me at the weapon shop, you were moved by my outstanding appearance and had other unrealistic ideas, which I can understand. However, if you want to approach me in this way, you are very wrong."

Zhao Huaqing sneered coldly, his tone exuded condescending scrutiny and disdainful contempt.

"You should be a martial artist disciple in Changshan Martial Arts Academy, right? How old is this year? Thirteen or fourteen? Do you think you have the chance to reach the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm before you are fifteen and win the top ten places in the martial arts camp?"

Speaking of this, the mocking look on Zhao Huaqing's face was even more proud.

"You probably don't know yet? Three of the ten disciples who went to the Lingyun Sect to participate in the assessment in this Changshan Martial Arts Academy were defeated. Lin Nan from Fenglin Town, you must know? The cultivation level of the tenth level of the Body Refining Realm is still defeated. How do you think you are better than him?"

"A disciple from a small family like you has poor talent, average family background, no strong resource support, and even no qualification to enter the Lingyun Sect. I, Zhao Huaqing, practice martial arts at the age of eight, specially recruited to enter the Lingyun Sect at the age of twelve, and became an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect at the age of sixteen. What qualifications do you have to pursue me?"

"Do you think you deserve me Zhao Huaqing? Although I said something bad, it can help you realize the reality earlier and avoid doing unforgivable things. You can do it yourself."

After saying that, Zhao Huaqing bowed to Zhao Huazhang, and without looking at Yang Xiuyun, who had no blood on his face, and Yang Yi, who had a gloomy expression, turned around and left.

Yang Xiuyun's face was very bad, with tears in her eyes. She forced herself to not flow out, covered her mouth and ran to the backyard.

"well……"

Zhao Huazhang sighed heavily.

"Dad, uncle, what's wrong with him? Is the fourth aunt bullying her?"

Zhao Xiaohu pouted his mouth, pinched his two small fists tightly, and looked at his father and Yang Yi with grievance and anger.

"Brother-in-law, I'll go see my sister. Take care of Xiaohu."

Yang Yi took a few deep breaths and smiled at Zhao Huazhang.

"Go."

Zhao Huazhang waved his hand powerlessly.

Yang Yi quickly walked into the backyard and came outside his sister's room.

In the room, my sister Yang Xiuyun's depressed cry came.

Yang Yi pushed the door open and saw his sister Yang Xiuyun lying on the dressing table beside the bed, covering her face and crying sadly.

Hearing the movement, Yang Xiuyun hurriedly wiped his tears. When he saw that it was his younger brother Yang Yi, not his husband Zhao Huazhang, Yang Xiuyun's tears were stuttering down again.

"sister!"

Yang Yi walked over, half-squatted in front of his sister, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother, I'm sorry to you! If I had known this, I wouldn't have arranged this meeting privately. I'd be so humiliated. I'm so damn!"

Yang Xiuyun hugged her younger brother, cried bitterly, and kept beating her heart.

"Sister, it's my brother who's sorry for you. Don't cry, look at me."

Yang Yi grabbed his sister's hand and said solemnly.

Yang Xiuyun pulled out his hand, wiped his tears, and looked at Yang Yi.

"I, Yang Yi, swore that I must become a hero who stands tall in the future, and that I will never let anyone dare to underestimate my sister and my Yang family!"

Yang Yi raised his right hand and solemnly swore to the sky.

"Today she, Zhao Huaqing, humiliated my sister so much. I will make her kneel down and beg my sister for forgiveness in the future!"

Yang Xiuyun seemed to not know her younger brother, wiped the corners of her eyes, carefully held Yang Yi's face, and then smiled happily.

"Good brother, I believe you, you will definitely be able to do it!"

"Let's go, let's have a meal. Don't let these things affect your mood."

Yang Yi took his sister's hand and walked out.

"Yeah, go for dinner."

The meal was very dull. Although Yang Yi seemed to be heartless and ate and drank, neither Zhao Huazhang nor Yang Xiuyun had any mood or appetite.

On the contrary, Zhao Xiaohu saw that his uncle Yang Yi had a good appetite, and his mother stopped crying and followed him to compete with Yang Yi for food, which finally made Zhao Huazhang and his wife laugh.

...

After returning to the courtyard, Yang Yi completely released himself.

"Zhao Huaqing, one day, I will let you understand that in my eyes, Yang Yi, you are nothing! Today's humiliation, I will make you repay a hundred times the next day, and kneel down and ask my sister for forgiveness!"

This matter was obviously Zhao Huaqing's fault. She did not ask about the reason and did not understand the truth of the matter. She only guessed and wished to think that this matter was Yang Yi doing something behind the scenes. His sister helped him, so she spoke directly to humiliate him, not only humiliating him, but also humiliating his sister, which suddenly touched Yang Yi's bottom line.

At the same time, Yang Yi knew very well that if you want to gain respect and awe, you can only have strong strength.

Without strength, nothing is wrong.

After making a vow, Yang Yi devoted himself to crazy cultivation, and this matter was buried deep in his heart. Once his will was a little relaxed, he took it out to wake him up.

For half a month, Yang Yi spent most of the time practicing in the courtyard, occasionally going to the warrior camp to order Mao, and then continued to go back and take Zi Ling Qi and Blood Pills to temper the innate essence and increase the intensity of Qi and blood.

After half a month, all fifteen purple spiritual blood pills were consumed.

His physical potential was stimulated and tempered. In addition to the perfect tempering of the great vertebrae, the bones in various parts of his body were also tempered to great success, and the strength of tendons, veins, muscles and blood were also greatly tempered.

Now he explodes with all his strength, and can exert more than 8,000 kilograms of huge force, and can kill a tiger with one punch.

The internal energy cultivation level also reached the late stage of the fourth level without realizing it, and was close to perfection.
Chapter completed!