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Chapter 21 Testing the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms

Late at night, the city of Le'an County is brightly lit.

The taxi took Fang Lang and his family across Ankang Avenue and headed towards Yunhai Jingyuan.

Fang Xinshui was very confused.

As far as she knew, Fang Lang was not paid for mining in Wan Zhong Mountain, but where did Fang Lang get the money?

She decided to ask clearly when she arrived at Yunhai Jingyuan.

At this moment, Fang Lang saw the taxi passing by Ankang Avenue, and what he was thinking about was how to make money next.

After he bought the house, he only had 3 yuan left. For a warrior, millions are not enough, let alone only [-] yuan.

After sitting in the car and thinking for a long time, Fang Lang couldn't think of any other way besides hunting monsters to make money.

It was hard for him to imagine how he would spend the rest of his life if his martial arts cultivation was not restored.

Probably just like the previous life, he struggled all his life in the city, shouldered the unpaid mortgage, and then gradually grew old in a small corner of this prosperous world.

While Fang Lang was thinking, the taxi had unknowingly arrived at Yunhai Jingyuan.

The family got out of the car together and took Fang Xinshui into Yunhai Jingyuan and their new house.

"Mom and Dad, why didn't you tell me this earlier!"

After returning home, the family sat together and explained to Fang Xinshui the origin of the house. They also told Fang Xinshui about Fang Lang's extraordinary master and that he was a third-level warrior.

Fang Xinshui was very excited after hearing this and slapped Fang Lang's thigh hard, "Okay, you, extraordinary disciple, our old Fang family's success depends on you!"

Fang Lang drew back his legs and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Where did the extraordinary master come from?It's just a lie to make you feel at ease.

But even without a transcendent master to back him up, Fang Lang still had strengthening runes.

These strengthening runes are his true backing.

"Sister, please take a rest. You have worked hard these years." Fang Lang looked at Fang Xinshui and said seriously: "From now on, leave the family to me. You just have to enjoy life!"

When Fang Xinshui heard this, she looked at Fang Lang in a daze, and then two lines of tears fell from her eyes.

Fang Lang originally thought that Fang Xinshui could put down the burden on his shoulders and cry, but he noticed that Fang Xinshui's face was full of sadness, with deep bitterness in the sadness.

"Do you want your sister to become a useless person?" Fang Xinshui quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, stood up and said, "Sister has gone to bed."

Fang Xinshui got up and left, returned to her room, fell on the bed, buried her head in the quilt, and cried bitterly.

"Old Fang, let's go to bed too."

Minnie glanced at Fang Lang quietly and took Fang Yi back to the house.

"okay!"

Fang Yi's reaction was a bit strange, as if he thought of something, he immediately got up and left with Minnie.

Fang Lang was the only one left in the living room.

Fang Lang sat on the sofa, feeling heartbroken when he thought of his sister's sad look just now.

Then he thought of his parents rushing back to the house, and suddenly felt that his parents and sister were hiding something from him.

"Mom, Dad, sister, what are you hiding from me? Why don't you tell me?"

Fang Lang was lying on the sofa, really wanting to know what it was that Minnie, Fang Yi, Fang Xinshui and the three of them were hiding from him.

After thinking hard to no avail, Fang Lang had no choice but to decide to explore slowly in the future.

He returned to his room and did not rest, but began to practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"If we use internal energy to mobilize the spiritual energy in our body, I'm afraid this house will cease to exist."

When Fang Lang was practicing, he only relied on his physical body. Otherwise, his new home would be gone on the first day he bought it.

He decided to find a place in a few days to try out the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a martial art known as the pinnacle of the outer sect.

The next day, Fang Xinshui went to work as usual.

Menifang Yi couldn't stay idle at home and had to go out to find something to do.

Fang Lang had no way to stop this. He couldn't let his parents stay at home all the time.After Meni Fang Yi went out, Fang Lang thought that he seemed to be very free, so he started looking for a suitable place to practice.

There are actually many places for warriors to practice in Le'an County, but those places are not like Wan Zhong Mountain and can be destroyed at will.

Therefore, Fang Lang locked his training location in the towns under the jurisdiction of Le'an County.

"Le'an County, Baishi Town, Baishi Mountain."

"It's a good place. It's not far from the city of Le'an County."

Fang Lang decided to practice on Baishi Mountain.

For the next ten days, Fang Lang practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Baishi Mountain.

He leaves early and returns late every day. He leaves for Baishi Town at three in the morning and doesn't get home until around ten in the evening, which is about the same time as his sister gets off work.

"It's been more than ten days before I learned the two moves of Kanglong Yougui and Feilong Zaitian."

"Forget it, you can't bite off more than you can chew, let's test its power."

Seventeen days later, Fang Lang combined the internal skills and mental skills of warriors in this world to practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but only learned the first two moves.

He was looking forward to the power of these two palms.

"The first form of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Kanglong has regrets!"

Fang Lang stepped forward with his left foot and followed with his right foot. He took a good stance and mobilized his spiritual energy into the palms of his hands. He then made a palm move with his left hand and another with his right hand.

The two palms move forward and backward at an extremely fast speed, making it impossible for the enemy to avoid it.

As he shot out his left and right palms at the same time, two terrifying qi formed a looming dragon shadow and flew out of his palms at extremely high speed.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

Two dragon shadows, one behind the other, directly punched two big holes in Baishi Mountain.

"What a powerful force."

"I'm only at level three."

"However, I have an attack bonus of 326 points, and my strength far exceeds that of a third-grade warrior. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am invincible. This move is enough to injure a fourth-grade warrior."

Fang Lang looked at the two big holes thoughtfully.

Afterwards, he exercised his energy and breath for a moment and began to test the power of the second move.

"The second form of the eighteen palms subduing the dragon, the flying dragon is in the sky."

Fei Long Zaitian's move was just a palm.

However, it requires the user to induce the spiritual energy all over the body from the Dantian to the palm of the hand, and then suddenly release it.

Fang Lang started to exercise his skills, and all the spiritual energy in his Dantian rushed out, directly to his right arm, and then rushed out from the palm of his hand.

The burst of energy turned into a golden dragon visible to the naked eye.

With a dragon roar, the golden dragon had already bombarded Baishi Mountain.

Under this palm, the entire mountain of Baishi Mountain seemed to shake, and countless boulders rolled down.

"Tsk, tsk, even a fourth-grade warrior can't catch this palm!"

Fang Lang was very satisfied after testing the power of the two palms.

With his current level [-] strength, he is not afraid of any level [-] warrior!
"After these days of practice, the spiritual energy in my body has slowly begun to liquefy. It should not be long before I can break through to the fourth level."

The Qi in the Dantian of a third-grade warrior is like a ball of flame, constantly moving.

This flame was probably only as big as a fist in Fang Lang's dantian.

These days, Fang Lang feels that the energy in his Dantian is slowly condensing into a liquid state.

When this ball of energy the size of a fist is condensed into liquid spiritual energy the size of a water drop, you will be a fourth-grade warrior.

The spiritual energy liquefies into the size of water droplets, which is the sign of a third-level warrior being promoted to a fourth-level warrior.

(End of this chapter)