C1 Rebirth of Dragoncloud

Loong Chen's family, the training field.

A youth was standing on the battling platform, deep in thought, gazing at the distant horizon with a dejected look in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Loong Yun, Dust Realm level 1, is still not suitable to participate in the competition." The instructor said expressionlessly.

The young man was the Loong Yun that the instructor spoke of, but his soul was Warlord Loong Yun, who was at the peak of the ninth heaven.

Actually, Loong Yun was already dead two days ago.

He was the famous crane tail of the family, but Loong Xiangyu, who had the title of a proud daughter of heaven, had taken a liking to him.

The brothers, who were of the same branch family as him, had beaten him up two days ago.

He died on his deathbed,

A hundred years ago, Loong Yun now had a earth-shattering battle with the Demon King Chenhai. Chenhai was sealed and Loong Yun was seriously injured.

While recuperating, Loong Yun and his fellow brothers, the God of Heaven Alliance's Sovereigns, temporarily turned the tables, causing his death.

However, a wisp of his residual soul was able to be deposited in the Loong Yun's family's mysterious Nine Dragons Cauldron. A hundred years later, due to luck, he was able to obtain it.

Loong Yun's Warlord's soul was reborn from his body.

His fate was similar to mine. Loong Yun was momentarily moved.

"Haha, look at his silly look." Everyone burst into laughter.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" Elder Loong Qi, he will be hosting today's competition.

Arena battles had always been a common occurrence in the Royal Capital, and it was also a tournament that displayed the strength of the clan. The strength of the younger generation also represented the future strength of the clan.

As one of the three great families, Loong Family was naturally valued, and small fights would often be held in the training grounds to test the strength of the clan's disciples.

Loong Yun ignored the words of the crowd and walked straight down the stage.

Not long later, on the stage …

"Dragon Tiger, Beginner Tiger Roar Fist Art!"

"Long Ba, you are even more outstanding than your younger brother!" The instructor's expression softened.

Elder Loong Qi lightly stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

"This kid is worth teaching!"

"Are all martial arts nowadays so far behind?" Loong Yun shook his head and walked out of the crowd.

"Loong Yun, stop. Are you not satisfied with my evaluation?" Elder Loong Qi was extremely displeased.

Sigh! Loong Yun felt helpless and sighed softly, "The Howling Tiger Fist that the two brothers just fought was really clumsy."

The crowd burst into an uproar.

"Is Loong Yun's brain damaged?" Ten years have passed, and he has still remained at the first level of Dust Realm. He has never heard of anyone cultivating martial skills, and he is still speaking nonsense! "

"In a month's time, it will be the Imperial City Challenge Tournament. At that time, if we take the last place spot, not to mention losing face for Loong Family, I'm afraid I will be kicked out of Loong Family!"

"This time, I don't think Cousin Xiangyu will be able to protect him."

"Haha, then there will be a good show to see."

Everyone kept ridiculing Loong Yun behind his back.

"Then how do you think we should fight against the Howling Tiger Fist?" Elder Loong Qi asked.

"The Howling Tiger Fist is about the eruption of inner strength. It is not about showing off. You have to clench your fists fiercely, and move your fists to the back of your waist." Loong Yun said seriously.

Elder Loong Qi's heart was in turmoil. Even he himself did not have such a profound understanding of the Howling Tiger Fist.

Dragon Bears cupped his fists and shouted in unison, "Elder, please allow any of us to fight with Loong Yun."

"Loong Yun, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Elder Loong Qi asked Loong Yun.

"I'm afraid that my attack is too strong. If we were to fight, the two of us would fight." Loong Yun said indifferently.

"Haha, Loong Yun, have you thought this through?" Loong Qi laughed sinisterly.

"Just take it as stretching."

After saying that, Loong Yun walked back onto the stage. No matter how much the crowd mocked him, he paid no heed to them.

"Loong Yun, you have the nerve to teach us martial arts, you piece of trash? I advise you to stay away from Cousin Xiangyu! Otherwise our fists won't grow eyes. " The brothers smiled at each other.

Loong Xiangyu? Ten years ago, Loong Yun saved her life in the back mountain. In her memory, there was always a little girl sticking to her.

"You guys told me to stay away from Cousin Xiangyu, so you want me to get closer to her?" Loong Yun revealed a curious expression.

"Hahaha." Loong Yun's words caused a bunch of disciples to laugh out loud.

Everyone knew that Loong Xiangyu was the proud daughter of heaven in the family, and was at the fifth level of the Transcendence Stage at the age of sixteen. In terms of aptitude, within the family, only Loong Aotian, who was at the fourth level of the Transcendence Stage, was the most qualified. On the other hand, the Dragon Tyrant Dragon Tiger was only at the third level of Dust Realm, which was truly not enough.

"You." Long Ba was at a loss for words.

"Bro Ba, why say so much to this piece of trash? Hit him again later on to let him remember so much." The Dragon and Tiger didn't want to pester him any longer, so they reminded their brother.

Seeing the two of them muttering, Loong Yun was also speechless. In Loong Yun's eyes, two third stage Dust Realm cultivators were no different from ants.

"Loong Yun, you trash, now let everyone see how useless you are." Long Ba saw that Loong Yun was clearly mocking them. He couldn't wait to chop Loong Yun into eight pieces, otherwise it would be hard to resolve the hatred in his heart.

"You call me trash? If I am trash and you all lose later, wouldn't you all be worse than trash?" Loong Yun was still calm and composed.

Many of the disciples shook their heads. They were not optimistic about Loong Yun.

"We will lose?" Long Ba was shocked by Loong Yun's appearance. Previously, Loong Yun didn't have the guts to speak like that.

"This Loong Yun is a little different today." The surrounding disciples also felt it was strange.

Loong Yun was in no hurry. He pointed at the Dragon and Tiger brothers and said, "You hit me two days ago, I'm here today to collect some interest."

"That depends on whether you have the ability or not!" The two brothers said at the same time.

"Watch carefully, what is Tiger Roar Fist?"

Just as he finished his sentence, Loong Yun suddenly threw out a punch with extraordinary momentum.

It was a simple punch, and it struck towards the head of the dragon and tiger like a bolt of lightning.

Long Hu's facial expression changed drastically. Loong Yun's punch made him feel that his brother Long Ba was unable to use his full strength.

He had no time to think and could only block it with his fists.

The two fists collided with each other. The dragon and tiger felt endless fist energy wreaking havoc on his arm. In the next second, his entire hand was broken.

The whole hall was silent. Elder Loong Qi was even more surprised.

"And you!" At the same time that Dragon Tiger's arm was broken, Loong Yunshuang's eyes narrowed. He turned his fist and took the opportunity to attack Dragon Ba who was standing to the side in a daze.

Bang! A huge hole suddenly appeared in Long Ba's chest, and his body fell to the ground with a thud. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"What?" The eyes of the Dragon Tiger that was holding the severed hand suddenly contracted.

Was this still Loong Yun, who they beat up two days ago? Isn't he at the first level of Dust Realm? How could such a terrifying power explode?

Those who mocked Loong Yun earlier were so scared that they didn't dare to make a sound. They felt very ashamed, they never expected Loong Yun to be so powerful.

Loong Yun stretched his back and turned to the Dragon Qi elder, "Elder, is my Howling Tiger Fist alright?"

Elder Loong Qi immediately announced with an embarrassed face, "Loong Yun's performance today was excellent. It's worth everyone to learn from him!"

He finally vented his anger on behalf of the owner of this body.

Ye Hu was shocked, the Loong Yun in front of him was no longer that weak youth. He even had the illusion that Loong Yun was like a god that was worshipped by his family, sacred and inviolable! He was so scared that he quickly carried Long Ba, who was still unconscious, and left the training ground.

This was the case with Longwu Continent. Martial arts were revered, the strong ate the weak, and whoever's fist was stronger had the right to dictate the life and death of others.

In the field of martial arts, realm represented strength, and there were strict divisions in every rank.

The beginning of the Martial Dao was divided into three stages: Dust Realm, Transcendence Stage, and Lesser God Realm. Each realm was further divided into nine levels. Above them were the super strong four realms: King Stage, Earthly Immortal Stage, Divine Emperor Realm, and True God Stage.

Only after reaching the peak of True God Stage would one have the chance to pry into the mysteries of heaven.

Loong Yun returned to his room from the training field.

"Brother, you're finally back. I heard from them that you fought with the Dragon Tiger brothers in the training field. I'll let Wan see if you're injured."

Loong Yun was moved. He searched his memory and found that the lively Wan was the only family he had left. Her parents had left too early, and Wan had been dependent on him ever since they were young.

"Big brother is fine, I made you worry. That pair of brothers were beaten up by me this time, is big brother strong?" Big brother will still be able to protect you in the future! " Loong Yun made up his mind. Wan is his own sister, so she should be under his protection!

Wan looked at her brother with wide eyes and said unhappily, "When did brother learn to brag? I'm not ashamed. I'm going to tell Sister Xiangyu, hmph. "

Loong Yun heard Loong Xiangyu's voice again as a beautiful figure appeared in his mind.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so poor at martial arts. His luck with the peach blossoms is quite good." Loong Yun smacked his lips.

"The Imperial City Challenge Tournament is near, I still need to quickly raise my strength, maybe I will be chased out of the family, where will my Warlord's face go?"

However, his memory of his Loong Family didn't perform well in these few years in the arena.

Loong Family used to be the number one clan under the imperial city, but now it had withered up to this point.

My Loong Yun Palace is probably not much better.

Since I was reincarnated in the Loong Family, I should be shouldering a share of the responsibility.

After chatting with Wan for a while, he returned to his room and started his closed door cultivation.

He checked his body again.

He found that his seven meridians were all blocked, his dantian could not feel the flow of spiritual energy, and his body was as weak as a piece of paper. The ten thousand books in Loong Yun's mind could not find a single cultivation technique to cultivate.

Natural waste? If my Nine Dragons Cauldron was still alive, all of these problems would have been easily solved.