Douluo: Miss Tangmen, she burst into the audience

Chapter 276 Rectification of name, recognition of ancestors and return to clan

Tang Chen still had great majesty in the hearts of these elders.

What's more, he has the Haotian Order in his hand, representing the head of the sect, and the elders must obey his orders.

Tang Xiao glanced at Tang Hao, Tang Qingxi and the others with a complicated expression, and took the lead in answering: "Yes, junior, let's go and make preparations!"

No matter what, Tang Hao and his son Tang San seemed willing to return to the Clear Sky School, which Tang Xiao was happy to see.

Tang San glanced at Tang Qingxi at this moment, and Tang Qingxi nodded slightly.

It is impossible for Tang Qingxi herself to return to Haotianzong. As she said, she has become the saint of Wuhun Temple, so does she still care about Haotianzong?
It's even more impossible to restore the status of Haotianzong disciple. At that time, there will be more people in Wuhundian who have opinions on him. He didn't take his position very securely in the first place.

As for Tang San, it had no effect at all, and she hadn't absorbed Tang San into the Spirit Hall before.

And just now, when many disciples gathered inside and outside the hall, and even wanted to attack her, Tang Qingxi took a general observation.

Don't talk about comparing with her, Hao Tianzong is a generation younger, except for herself, no one can surpass Tang San.

In the future, the suzerain position of the Clear Sky School would most likely fall on Tang San's head.

Naturally, Tang Qingxi was happy to see the results.

But in the end, it depends on the ancestor recognition ceremony.

If Tang San couldn't get a decent position, then she wouldn't be able to put the Seventh Elder down easily.

That old bastard really didn't wink at him even after Tang Chen talked about it and forced him to force him.

With Tang Chen's attitude, even if he didn't understand it in his heart, he should know something was wrong.

Tang Xiao's eyesight was much better. Tang Qingxi noticed that Tang Xiao looked at him several times. Although he was confused, he basically didn't say a word the whole time.

Tang Xiao and the elders immediately went to prepare for the ceremony of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan.

They arranged for the younger generation to take them to rest.

When the Seventh Elder and Tang Qingxi were fighting each other, and when Tang Chen was furiously cursing, Tang Yuehua stood quietly by the side without saying a word, and only then came over.

And responsible for arranging them to rest were two juniors, one named Tang Long and the other named Tang Hu.

Tang Qingxi knew the two of them. After all, they were of the same generation and older than her. They had always met when they were young.

The relationship between Tang Long and Tang Hu actually didn't seem to be very good, and they seemed to be facing each other faintly, but on the surface they still led them to the rest area in a well-behaved manner.

The eyes of the two would fall on Tang Hao and Tang Qingxi from time to time, relatively speaking, Tang San and the others were not so focused.

The main thing is not to recognize.

Tang Qingxi and Tang Hao, they both recognize each other.

However, more attention was focused on Tang Chen, the old suzerain who had never seen it before but heard about it in the legend.

I heard that the strength was already extremely strong back then, but I don't know how strong it is now.

Tang Qingxi didn't care about the presence of Tang Long and Tang Hu, and said quietly: "Removing the position of elder, this punishment is really painless."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Tang Long and Tang Hu looked over.

Tang Chen pursed his lips. After all, the Seventh Elder had the strength of a Titled Douluo, and how many punishments could be given to him, so he couldn't be deposed.

"Take care of him, don't let him dance in front of me again." Tang Qingxi didn't want to pursue anything, just a reminder.

If that guy doesn't have eyes, he really can't blame her.

It is indeed impossible to confront Titled Douluo head-on, but with her ability, it is really possible to find a way to kill a titled Douluo.

What's more, the strength of the Seventh Elder is not very strong.

"By the way, you two." Tang Qingxi suddenly turned the conversation to Tang Long and Tang Hu, "We were specially arranged by two elders to entertain us. I think you are the leader of this generation? Who is the chief?"

Tang Long looked at Tang Chen and said, "It's me."

It's just that Tang Hu on the side hesitated to speak, with an unwilling face, he lowered his head and hid again.

This shallow concealment naturally cannot escape Tang Qingxi's observation ability, she chuckled: "It seems that Brother Tang Hu is not convinced by you."

Tang Long didn't say anything.

But Tang Hu said unwillingly: "He is not my opponent, the last time I lost to him was just bad luck."

Tang Qingxi knew that every month the young disciples of Haotianzong had to conduct actual combat drills under the supervision of the elders, so as to rank them by strength, and the first generation of disciples was the chief.

Hearing what Tang Hu said, Tang Qingxi smiled: "Then you are not wronged."

Tang Long also looked helpless at this time. In fact, he has been the chief for several years.

"What do you mean?"

Tang Hu's thinking was a little bit wrong, Tang Chen and Tang Hao both noticed, waiting for Tang Qingxi to continue speaking.

After all, what they said to teach was somewhat too heavy.

"If you lose, you lose. I don't want to work hard to beat him next time. I only know how to argue about luck and not luck. It's ridiculous. Isn't it wrong to lose? Luck is also a kind of strength."

Tang Qingxi really didn't mind teaching him a lesson, "You can still talk nonsense about the winners and losers of the competition between the disciples of the same school. After leaving Haotianzong, it's life and death. If you lose, you will be gone. Who will argue with you afterwards? Opportunity."

"If you encounter this kind of situation where you lose because of luck, you will know how unwilling you will be." Tang Hu did not fully agree with Tang Qingxi's words, "At your age, you can't experience many battles, right? I am Your brother of the same generation, don't talk like that."

As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed.

Tang Long also changed a lot. Tang Hu may not have seen the dispute in the hall before he came late.

He also clearly saw that Tang Qingxi dared to raise his knife at the Seventh Elder without saying anything, and even took the Seventh Elder's move head-on.

Tang Long himself didn't know Tang Qingxi's strength anyway. Although he couldn't believe it, Tang Qingxi was indeed too young, but he always felt that he was not much different from him.

"Oh?" Tang Qingxi felt even more interesting, "What strength do you have?"

"Both of us are level 64!"

Tang Qingxi said lightly: "Oh, I'm level 66. In this world, strength is always the most respected. In terms of status, I, the saint of Wuhun Temple, is higher than you, who is not even the chief disciple. Why can't it be so Talked?"

"Your level 66 soul power? Are you kidding me? You haven't turned 20 this year, right?" Tang Hu was shocked.

Even Tang Long's eyes widened slightly. He guessed that Tang Qingxi was not weak, but he still underestimated Tang Qingxi after all.

"Tsk." Tang Qingxi smacked his lips, then shook his head, "The disciples of this generation of Haotianzong are not very good. Their strength is not very good, and they still don't go in after persuasion. I thought that Haotianzong lost its pride, but it seems that there are still some. It is arrogance, nothing, arrogance becomes ignorant arrogance."

"How can you say that about our Clear Sky School!" Tang Hu became even more displeased, "Since you said you have level 66 spirit power, well, then I challenge you! Let's see if you are really that strong! "

(End of this chapter)