Chapter 1123 The mortal world develops quietly, while the monk world strikes hard

Su Changge smiled and took the Fang Tian Hua Ji casually, but something unexpected happened to him. As soon as his palm touched the opponent's Fang Tian Hua Ji, he couldn't bear it. The Fang Tian Hua Ji actually fell directly on the ground, and his hand was as if he hadn't caught it.

With a clang, the Fang Tian Hua Ji fell heavily on the ground, and sparks flew.

Su Changge frowned slightly. He didn't expect that his strength in this life was so unbearable. He was so weak that he couldn't even pick up the Fang Tian Hua Ji. It was really a bit crazy.

Yang Long saw this scene and didn't say anything, but he still had some concerns in his heart. He didn't expect that this master couldn't even take down the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

But it is understandable. This Fang Tian Hua Ji weighs more than 100 jin. This master may have learned other light weapons. It is reasonable that he can't lift it.

Thinking of this, Yang Long didn't say much.

Su Changge went to the side to get a sword and held it in his hand. This sword was not heavy, only about 10 to 20 jin, and it was engraved with various patterns, which was beautiful.

Su Changge was about to split the wood next to him with a sword, but at this moment, for some reason, a quarrel suddenly broke out outside the Yang family's door, as if someone was quarreling.

Then the housekeeper came in and reported: "Master, Master, it's bad. Several people outside broke in and said they wanted to be your master, but those people wanted to eat alone, so they started fighting."

Yang Long immediately understood that these people were fighting for the opportunity to enter the Yang family, but this was always a good thing. He smiled faintly, didn't look at Su Changge for the time being, and went outside to greet them.

In about an incense stick of time, he saw several people in front of him. These people were all old men wearing black robes. Each of them had a gray beard and gray hair. The whole person was flowing with an old age and death, and the dead air was heavy, just like a dead person who was about to die.

However, the pressure on these people was very strong. Each of them seemed to have walked out of countless hardships and dangers. It can be said that they were extremely strong in Yulong City.

Yang Long had never seen these people, but he could feel the pressure coming from them. He was shocked and immediately clasped his hands and said respectfully, "I wonder who are the seniors..."

There were six of them in total. Upon hearing this, they returned the greeting and smiled gently, saying, "I am not talented. I am Wang Jiang. I don't know their names, but they are not as good as me. They can't teach you anything. Let me, Wang Jiang, teach you."

As soon as these words came out, the other elders were unhappy. They spat at him and said, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can be so arrogant just because you have taught a few outstanding disciples? Let's compete!"

As they talked, they were about to fight.

Yang Long hurriedly stopped them, smiling and saying, "Since you are all here to be my master, I am embarrassed to turn you all away. Why don't you come to my house and have a few cups of tea first, and then we will go to the martial arts arena to practice. Whoever has the deepest skills will be kept by me. What do you think?"

These people naturally meant this, and when they heard this, they immediately nodded in agreement.

In fact, among these people, no one was convinced by the other, and they all wanted to compete to see who was more powerful, but now that Yang Long provided this platform, they were naturally happy.

After about a meal, these people finished drinking the best tea and were soon taken to the martial arts arena by Yang Long.

After Yang Long came here, his face became very embarrassed. He bowed to Su Changge and said, "I'm really sorry, brother, you should go back. These masters are enough for me."

Su Changge was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this man didn't want him. But after a quick look at the old men who came, Su Changge immediately understood that from the oppression flowing from these old men, these people's cultivation was not low, so Yang Long chose them and wanted to withdraw himself.

But Su Changge didn't say anything. This is normal. Since they have a better choice, they will leave.

Thinking of this, Su Changge didn't linger too much. He directly threw away a scripture in his hand. The scripture fell on the ground not far away, and then he left without looking back.

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