Chapter 27

Part of his strength? Just as everyone was still trying to figure out what Huang Xiaolong meant, suddenly, a surge of fighting aura, several times, no, ten times, even stronger than Huang Wei's, erupted from Huang Xiaolong, directly smashing into the roof of the grand hall.

Everyone was stunned. After the shock, their bodies trembled as if they had seen a ghost, staring at Huang Xiaolong with wide eyes. All the elders and managers who were sitting before leaped up from their seats as if their bottoms were on fire.

"Fourth Rank! It's actually Fourth Rank! Oh my God, it's actually Fourth Rank!"

"Is it an illusion?! No, it's not an illusion, this is not an illusion!"

"Damn it, why are you pinching me?!"

Some disciples were pinched by their peers, causing them to jump and scream.

The entire grand hall fell into unprecedented shock, with some people so excited that their whole bodies trembled, as if they couldn't hold it in any longer.

Huang Peng, Su Yan, and Huang Ming were equally shocked, just like everyone else.

As for Huang Qide, his eyes were frozen, staring at Huang Xiaolong, his mind blank.

"No, you can't possibly break through to Fourth Rank, you can't possibly have such good luck again!" On the stage, Huang Wei's eyes were filled with endless terror, shouting madly.

He simply couldn't believe that Huang Xiaolong had such good luck again, breaking through to Fourth Rank?!

Huang Xiaolong coldly watched the terrified and madly shouting Huang Wei, not saying a word. His hands suddenly burst with fighting aura, and Huang Wei let out a惨叫, flying backward with a "boom" and crashing onto the stage.

Huang Xiaolong flashed to Huang Wei's front and stomped down hard with one foot.

Huang Wei's eyes were filled with terror and anger, shouting, "I won't accept it! I am the family genius! Why, why does this lucky dog always surpass me!"

"Genius? Lucky dog?" Huang Xiaolong coldly looked at Huang Wei, suddenly stomping down again with one foot, and at the same time, kicked Huang Wei in the stomach, sending him rolling and tumbling to the edge of the stage.

Huang Wei let out a惨叫.

At this moment, the shocked crowd in the grand hall finally came to their senses.

Huang Ming, looking at his son lying on the ground, clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a chilling coldness that made people shudder. However, he ultimately held back.

Huang Qide came to his senses, looking at his grandson Huang Xiaolong on the stage, his eyes flickering. Could it be that, as his grandson Huang Wei said, he had good luck and consumed some kind of genius treasure to break through to Fourth Rank?!

At this moment, Huang Wei shakily stood up from the ground, looking at Huang Xiaolong with eyes burning with hatred, "I'll fight you to the death!" He charged at Huang Xiaolong again, like a wounded beast.

Seeing Huang Wei charging over, Huang Xiaolong's eyes flashed with a cold light. As Huang Wei approached, he suddenly raised his hands and struck Huang Wei's arms.

A "crack!" sounded, the sound of bones breaking.

Just as Huang Wei let out a惨叫, Huang Xiaolong lifted his feet and kicked Huang Wei's legs again, another "crack!" sounding.

But this was not the end. Huang Xiaolong's palms were filled with fighting aura, and he struck Huang Wei's chest with one palm, causing a "bang!" Huang Wei's clothes burst open, leaving him naked and flying backward, crashing onto the ground from the stage.

"Wei'er!" Huang Ming shouted in anger, flying up and catching Huang Wei as he fell from the stage. He saw Huang Wei spitting blood nonstop, with both hands and legs broken.

Huang Ming felt both pain and anger, handing Huang Wei to the elder Zhou Guang, "Take care of the young master!" He then flew up to the stage, walking toward Huang Xiaolong with a murderous look, "You are so cruel!"

Huang Xiaolong coldly looked at the approaching Huang Ming. Last time, Huang Wei wanted to cripple Huang Xiaolong's hands, but Huang Ming didn't say his son was cruel. Moreover, during the last annual meeting, Huang Xiaolong had already spared Huang Wei, not breaking his hands. But Huang Wei, relying on his strength, instead retaliated against his sister Huang Min and brother Huang Xiaohai!

This time, Huang Xiaolong would not be lenient!

Huang Xiaolong looked at his grandfather Huang Qide on the stage and said coldly, "During the annual meeting disciple competition, no one else can intervene, or they will be punished according to family law! Grandfather, this is what you said just now, right?"

Huang Qide's face was hesitant, but he did not answer.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but sneer and mock, "What? When my father wanted to intervene, you said to punish him according to family law, but now that Huang Ming is attacking me, you turn a blind eye? How fair!"

The elders and managers in the grand hall were silent.

"You, insolent!" Huang Qide couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, slapping the chair beside him.

Seeing his father's attitude, Huang Ming was completely reassured. He looked at Huang Xiaolong, "You broke my Wei'er's hands and legs, now I will break yours!" He then released his full Seventh Rank late-stage fighting aura and struck Huang Xiaolong's hands with both palms.

"Xiaolong!" On the stage, Huang Peng was startled and was about to fly up when suddenly, a figure appeared faster than him, instantly standing in front of Huang Xiaolong, raising his hands to meet Huang Ming's palms.

"Spit!" Under everyone's watchful eyes, Huang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing onto the ground and knocking over countless chairs.

"What?!" Everyone was shocked, looking at Huang Ming, who was spitting blood uncontrollably, and then at the figure standing in front of Huang Xiaolong.

"Is, is it him?!"

"Is it really him?! How could this be?"

The people of Huang Family Manor recognized the person who had acted, finding it hard to believe that it was the servant Huang Xiaolong had bought?! Huang Qide, Huang Peng, Su Yan, and others also widened their eyes.

To be able to send Huang Ming flying with one palm, he must have at least Eighth Rank strength!

Eighth Rank!

At this moment, Fei Hou turned around and respectfully said to Huang Xiaolong, "Young Master, are you alright?"

Huang Xiaolong nodded, "I'm fine." He then looked at Huang Ming, who was now supporting himself with a chair, his eyes filled with terror and hatred.

"Father!" He looked at Huang Qide, his voice hoarse, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Huang Qide came to his senses, flashing to the stage, and coldly looked at Fei Hou, "I didn't expect you to be a hidden expert, but you are too arrogant, daring to attack my son in front of me!"

However, Huang Qide forgot that if Huang Ming hadn't disregarded family rules and tried to cripple Huang Xiaolong's hands and legs, Fei Hou wouldn't have acted. Now, he was blaming all the faults on Fei Hou.

Fei Hou did not speak, his face cold, stepping back to guard behind Huang Xiaolong.

Seeing that Fei Hou ignored him, Huang Qide couldn't help but feel angry and shouted, "Speak! What is your intention for infiltrating my Huang Family Manor? If you speak now, I can spare your life, otherwise, you will find it hard to die!"

Although Fei Hou had seriously injured Huang Ming with one palm, Huang Qide was not concerned. In his view, Fei Hou's strength, though not weak, was at most Eighth Rank late-stage.

(Shen Jian's birthday is calculated according to the lunar calendar, so today is Shen Jian's birthday.)

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