Invincible Over the World

Second-stage Warrior!

From starting his cultivation to becoming a Second-stage Warrior, Huang Xiaolong only took a little over three days! While he dared not claim that none should follow, there were definitely none who preceded him!

Typically, a disciple with a Tenth-level Martial Soul needed about a year to break through to the Second Rank, and even those with a general Super Martial Soul needed about half a year.

But Huang Xiaolong, he only took a mere three days!

Huang Xiaolong suppressed the excitement in his heart, circulating his Cultivation Technique, and the Fighting Energy in his Second Level meridians slowly calmed down, quietly flowing before slowly moving on.

If the First Level meridians could be likened to a small stream, then the Second Level meridians were like a small river, wider and larger, capable of holding more Fighting Energy.

A night passed.

When the warm morning sunshine streamed in through the window and bathed Huang Xiaolong, he finally ceased his Cultivation and opened his eyes. After a night of Cultivation, he had stabilized his strength as a Second-stage Warrior.

"Wonder how Huang Wei is doing with his cultivation," Huang Xiaolong thought to himself. Then he stood up, jumped down from the bed, walked out of the room, and stretched his limbs in the sunlight.

After walking out of the room, Huang Xiaolong's gaze swept over to the half-meter tall stone in the corner of the small courtyard that he had knocked away a few days ago. He couldn't help but stride over to it. Standing in front of the stone, Huang Xiaolong raised his right hand, with light flickering in his palm, and Fighting Energy surged forth as he fiercely slapped down. The rock trembled violently, and tiny pieces of stone fell off, scattering on the ground.

Huang Xiaolong retracted his right palm, and small, fine cracks extended across the stone. Seeing the effect of his palm's strength, Huang Xiaolong nodded in satisfaction. As anticipated, now that he had advanced to the Early Stage of the Second Rank, his attack power was comparable to a warrior in the Late Stage of the Second Rank, with the strength of his palm worth two stones.

If this were back on Earth, the idea of a seven-year-old child possessing the strength of two hundred jins would be unimaginable, but in the Martial Soul World, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

Huang Xiaolong left the small courtyard and headed towards the East Hall Courtyard.

However, he hadn't gone far from his small courtyard when he heard several of the family's guards discussing ahead.

"Tsk tsk, I heard that Young Master Huang Wei only took three days to successfully condense Fighting Energy! It took us almost two months to do the same when we began! By this rate, Young Master Huang Wei might break through the First Rank in less than four months!"

"I wonder how Young Master Xiao Long is doing with his cultivation?"

"Young Master Xiao Long? Although Young Master Xiao Long's talent is also not bad, he probably needs a month to successfully condense Fighting Energy. He simply cannot be compared to Young Master Huang Wei, breaking through the First Rank would at least take a year, right?"

Huang Wei condensed his Fighting Energy successfully? Huang Xiaolong stood with his hands behind his back, looking like an adult as he watched the talking guards walk away.

As he watched the backs of the guards disappear, Huang Xiaolong turned and continued walking towards the East Hall Courtyard. In a short while, he arrived at the East Hall Courtyard, and upon entering the Great Hall, he saw his father Huang Peng and his mother Su Yan were both there. Besides his father Huang Peng and his mother Su Yan, his younger sister Huang Min and his four-year-old younger brother Huang Xiaohai were also present.

"Dad, Mom," Huang Xiaolong greeted as he walked into the Great Hall.

"Sit," Huang Peng said, lifting his head and pointing to a seat next to the Great Hall. There was a hint of worry between his brows. After Huang Xiaolong sat down, he noticed that Su Yan also looked worried and couldn't help asking, "Dad, Mom, what happened?"

"Did you hit Zhou Guang's son a few days ago?" Huang Peng stared at his son and asked.

Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but look towards his younger sister Huang Min. Without a doubt, it must have been this girl who spilled the beans. Seeing Huang Xiaolong looking at her, Huang Min stuck out her tongue and dared not meet his gaze.

"That kid had it coming," Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

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Huang Peng and Su Yan both started, exchanging glances.

"How is your cultivation going these couple of days?" A while later, Huang Peng didn't press further on that matter and changed the subject. Huang Xiaolong had been cultivating day and night in his small courtyard, dedicating himself to bitter training, which Huang Peng and Su Yan had seen and were greatly comforted by.

Hearing his father ask about his cultivation, Huang Xiaolong hesitated, wondering whether he should tell his parents the truth or hide a portion of his strength, simply saying that he had successfully condensed Fighting Energy?

Seeing his son hesitate, Huang Peng couldn't help but offer words of comfort, "It's only been a few days. It's fine if you haven't condensed Fighting Energy yet. It took your dad more than a month to succeed when I first did it."

"Yes, Xiao Long, your talent is even higher than your dad's. You'll definitely be able to condense Fighting Energy within a month!" Su Yan followed up.

It seemed that they thought Huang Xiaolong's hesitation arose because he was embarrassed to admit he hadn't managed to condense Fighting Energy yet.

Huang Xiaolong, hearing his parents' words, was taken aback for a moment and then gave a wry smile inwardly. However, after a brief consideration, he went along with what they were saying, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. Within a month, I will definitely be able to condense Fighting Energy!"

Huang Peng and Su Yan, hearing their son's "oath," felt deeply reassured.

However, their brows furrowed more deeply with worry, and as Huang Xiaolong wondered what could be the cause, Huang Peng said, "Xiao Long, the day before yesterday, Huang Wei declared that he's going to cripple your hands at the family's annual meeting!"

Huang Xiaolong then understood the root of his parents' concern.

While others might not dare to do such a thing, if Huang Wei had said it, then he might very well cripple Huang Xiaolong's hands during the annual meeting. Huang Xiaolong knew that even if Huang Wei did cripple his hands, he would just claim it was an accidental injury, and his grandfather, Huang Qide, would likely do nothing more than scold Huang Wei a few times without imposing any punishment.

"Cripple my hands?" Huang Xiaolong chuckled, feeling a surge of defiance rising from within his heart.

Seeing her son's nonchalant expression, Su Yan, worried that he didn't grasp the seriousness of the situation, raised her voice anxiously, "Xiao Long, Huang Wei has already succeeded in condensing Fighting Energy, and by the end of the year, he might even reach the Warrior First Order Late Stage. What he says, he can do; he might really cripple your hands at the annual meeting!" As Su Yan spoke, the thought of her son having his hands crippled brought tears to her eyes.

"What can we do! What can we do!" Su Yan cried, tears falling.

Huang Peng, seeing his wife crying, became irritated, "Women are such crybabies, what good does crying do?"

Su Yan turned to him, her eyes brimming with tears, "But what if Xiao Long really does get crippled by Huang Wei? If Xiao Long's hands are crippled, how will he live on? Huang Peng, why don't you go beg your elder brother to ask Huang Wei to spare our Xiao Long?"

"Beg Big Brother?" Huang Peng frowned.

"I know it's embarrassing for you, but are you really going to just stand by and watch Xiao Long get crippled by Huang Wei?!" Su Yan's crying grew louder.

Seeing their mother crying, Huang Min and Huang Xiaohai, the two little ones, also came to Su Yan's side and began to cry, their voices melding in a chorus of sobs.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to speak up, Huang Peng suddenly stood up, his teeth gritted with determination, "Fine, I'll go!" Having said that, he walked over to Huang Xiaolong, took his hand, and headed toward the North Hall Courtyard where Huang Ming was.

"Father, I--" As they left the East Hall Courtyard, Huang Xiaolong began to speak, intending to explain that there was no need to plead with Huang Ming, but Huang Peng cut him off with a stern face, "Xiao Long, when you are in front of your uncle later, you must be obedient, understand?" After speaking, without allowing Huang Xiaolong to argue, he led him straight to the North Hall Courtyard.

When they reached the North Hall Courtyard, Huang Ming and his son Huang Wei were in the Great Hall of the North Hall Courtyard, and by coincidence, Elder Zhou Guang and his son Zhou Xuedong were also there.

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