The soul wears the mother's womb, and the emperor's father overheard the voice of the dragon qilonglin Chapter 70 The eighth younger brother in the previous life
Chapter 70 The eighth younger brother in the previous life
The more he thought about it, the more hopeless he felt, and Long Yun's eyes narrowed together.
If there is no hope of winning over Long Qian, then he will have no choice but to win over stronger people in the future.
The two forty-nine princes in front of him can be regarded as a help, but their power is not very great.
The air was dull for a moment, and Long Qiang and Long Jian had already touched their bellies.
Long Yun looked at it and sighed in his heart. He was indeed a person who had no thoughts about the throne. He just knew how to eat without any thought.
Taking action, Long Yun waved his hand.
"Let's go and eat first, and be careful about this Long Lin later."
The three of them went to the dining room together.
*..*
In the martial arts arena, Long Qi waved the long stick in his hand.
The long stick now is no longer the wooden stick of the past, but a beautifully carved iron stick.
Long Qi holds an iron rod in his hand and wields a set of stick techniques in a very coherent manner in the martial arts arena.
As the long stick was swung, the sound of breaking wind continued to explode.
Not far from Long Qi, Baida and Baichuan stood, holding their swords in front of their chests, staring at Long Qi and watching every detail of his swing.
Not far from Long Qi, there was another person, Long Gan.
Long Gan held two big hammers in his hands. When the hammers were swung, they also made waves of breaking wind sounds.
The two figures have been practicing here for quite some time.
Dang! Bang!
As two powerful bombardments sounded on the ground, the two stopped almost at the same time.
Long Qi's physical strength was very good and he was not panting yet, but at this moment, Long Qian's breathing was obviously very rapid.
In his hands, he held two large hammers.
Long Qi turned his head and looked at Long Qian, showing a smile.
"Eighth brother, I practiced with an extra stick of incense today. You are making rapid progress."
"But you are breathing so hard, do we still have to fight today?"
Long Qian took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his breathing.
"Fighting, only fighting can improve my martial arts, but I need to rest for a while first."
"Huh... I'm a bit out of strength. These two big hammers are majestic to use, but each swing is really laborious."
Long Qi nodded, went to the wooden chair next to him and sat down.
Long Qian let go of his hand, placed the hammer on the ground, and walked towards the wooden chair.
Huhu...chichi...
Long Qi smiled slightly and looked at his eighth brother, who was blushing and panting.
Long Qian loves double hammers. This was the case in his previous life. The force of swinging the two hammers down was so terrifying.
In his previous life, his martial arts skills were very average. In front of these two hammers, he could not resist even one hammer.
The others all sneered and looked down upon him, with the exception of Long Qian.
In his previous life, his brother had scolded him all day long and disliked him for not seeking to make progress. As time went by, his inner resistance to this reached the extreme.
The harsher his brother spoke, the more he fought against him. It was not until the brothers almost broke up that the brother gave up reprimanding him.
He could also understand that there could only be one person who could step onto the throne, and as long as his brother was around, he would never have a chance.
What does it matter whether you work hard or not? It’s better to live happily and casually.
If the world remained unchanged, he would be able to spend his life in peace, but things did not go as expected, and in the end the whole world fell apart.
Long Qian took the initiative to invite Ying to fight. Although he bought a certain amount of time for the Long Dynasty, he eventually died on the battlefield with hatred.
My brother's martial arts in his previous life were quite good, stronger than Long Qian's. However, Long Qian's martial arts in his previous life was actually not very strong.
When my brother practiced martial arts in his previous life, the martial artist was not a shadow guard, so there was an obvious difference.
The point is that in the previous life, my brother only spent a small part of his time practicing martial arts and did not invest a lot of time. Most of his time was spent on various books. He was considered a man who had learned a lot about ancient and modern times.
And Long Qian, who practiced martial arts with his brother, was even worse.
Long Qian practiced martial arts alone, without a sparring partner or guidance. It was really rare to be able to achieve such martial arts just by relying on his own hard work.
But this life was obviously different. He was practicing martial arts in the martial arts arena, which obviously attracted Long Qian's arrival.
He admired Long Qian very much and knew in his heart that Long Qian would definitely practice martial arts with him.
Sure enough, everything went as he expected, and Long Qian started practicing martial arts.
With his guidance and his training as a sparring partner, Long Qian's martial arts progress was very rapid.
In addition, the shadow guards around him will also give certain pointers, which makes Long Qian's martial arts even more powerful than in his previous life.
The stronger Long Qian is, the better it will be for the entire Long Dynasty. As for the other princes, Long Qi won't pay attention at all.
Whether it is the eldest prince or the second prince, they have no hope in the battle for the throne.
At this time, he is definitely stronger than his brother in his previous life, whether it is studying books or refining martial arts.
Long Qian on the side was breathing better.
"Eighth brother, how come you and Long Lin get involved with the second prince?"
Although Long Qi hated Long Lin in his heart, after all, Long Lin was his biological brother. Long Lin could stay away from him, but he could never stay with the second prince.
Long Lin didn't have to contribute anything to him, or he didn't have to learn or have any skills. In fact, as long as Long Lin didn't get in the way, he could make Long Lin live a life without worries about food and clothing.
The more ordinary Long Lin is, the weaker the murderous intention in his heart will be.
After the tragic situation back then, now that he was reborn, he must change the fate of the entire Dragon Dynasty and never let the Dragon Dynasty be destroyed in the hands of Long Lin.
Long Lin followed the second prince, which was simply an insult to him.
Other things may be bearable, but this one is definitely not.
When Long Qian heard this, he smiled slightly.
"Fifth Brother, that was just an accident. Although I don't understand Sixth Brother, I believe that Sixth Brother will never mix with the Second Prince."
Long Qi took a deep breath. Long Lin was not stupid, so he probably didn't know how to do it.
I'm afraid only a really stupid guy could do something like that.
After resting for a while, Long Qian regained a lot of his strength. He stood up and walked towards his beloved hammer with golden eyes.
With one hand in each hand, he lifted two huge spherical hammers.
"Fifth brother, come and let's fight again. Let's see how many rounds I can last."
Long Qi also stood up with a stick in hand, smiling and nodding with the same fighting spirit.
Holding the long stick with both hands horizontally, he assumed a defensive posture.
Long Gan's two hammers moved forward and backward, his body jumped up, and he raised the hammer and smashed it directly.
clang......
Long Qi held the iron bar in his hand, and the hammer hit the long staff directly. A huge sound spread throughout the martial arts arena, and sparks flew into the air.
Long Qi blocked the hammer and saw another hammer coming. He swung his long stick sideways and swept it towards Long Gan's waist.
Forced by helplessness, Long Qian could only take a step back and continue to hit the long stick directly with the hammer.
clang clang clang......
There was a continuous loud sound, and the two men's movements were smooth and smooth. The long sticks and double hammers collided violently countless times.
