Just as Tang Feng finished speaking, the expressions of the three Tang Sect elders suddenly changed, and they were all stunned.
Even Bai Wuyou from Yaowang Valley frowned slightly. Although Tang Feng's potential was indeed unlimited, the rules and taboos of the ancient martial arts world were such that even the most powerful leaders did not dare to break them easily.
It would be fine if Tang Feng agreed to join the Tang Clan, because this is no longer considered a rumor.
But now he actually asked for the Tang Sect's unique flying knife for another side story. This really made Bai Wuyou feel incredible.
Of course, the reason why Bai Wuyou sighed like this was because he didn't know Chen Haoran's true identity. If he knew that the other party was an illegitimate son of the Tang clan, he probably wouldn't think so.
Among the people present, the White Dragon Envoy was the calmest. Apparently he had already guessed it.
After a long while, the Supreme Elder in the middle said: "You ask for the Tang Clan's stunts on his behalf? You have to know that if you agree to join the Tang Clan, not to mention the Tang Clan's flying knife stunts, it will only help you compete for the position of the Ancestral Dragon in the future.
How effective is it?"
Tang Feng chuckled and said: "Let's not talk about whether I want to fight for the position of the Ancestral Dragon. To say the least, even if I want to fight, I will fight with my own strength without relying on external forces!"
The three great elders of the Tang Sect fell into silence, obviously thinking.
Tang Feng didn't rush him, sat back on the chair, took out his cigarette and puffed away leisurely.
Chen Haoran was right next to him and listened completely to the entire conversation. On the surface, he seemed indifferent to the incident, but his heart was already in turmoil.
Of course, what's more, he is grateful to Tang Feng. The two have known each other in the army more than ten years ago, and later trained together. During the mission, Tang Feng took good care of him.
During this period, Tang Feng completely ignored his personal danger and saved his life three times. Thinking of this, Chen Haoran was deeply moved. If the situation was not wrong, he might have shed tears.
The three supreme elders whispered to each other for a long time, then turned around and said: "Mr. Tang, after we unanimously discussed this matter, he wants the Tang Sect's flying knife skills. This is okay, but we have a prerequisite.
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Tang Feng asked: "What's the premise?"
The great elder said: "The premise is that Chen Haoran must change his surname back to our Tang clan's Tang surname!"
Having said this, he gave a wry smile and continued: "You also know that he is the illegitimate son of Tianhao. As long as he changes his surname back, we will also recognize his identity as a Tang sect, so that his knife-throwing skills will not be considered a rumor."
Tang Feng waved his hand and said: "I have no right to decide this, you have to ask him!" He pointed at Chen Haoran.
The three Supreme Elders immediately turned their heads and fixed their eyes on Chen Haoran. This was also the first time they had looked at this person carefully at such a close range.
It was then that they realized that this boy, with his tall nose and slightly thin oval face, looked exactly like Tang Tianhao when he was young.
Chen Haoran met the gazes of the three of them, gritted his steel teeth and said word by word: "I have told you a long time ago that in this life, my surname will only be Chen, and I will never be surnamed Tang!"
Having said this, he immediately stood up and strode out.
The three supreme elders were stunned. They didn't care whether they wanted to stay or not.
Since as brothers of life and death, Tang Feng naturally couldn't sit down again when he saw Chen Haoran getting up. He stood up and patted his butt and said, "There's nothing I can do if he doesn't agree. I'm happy to save Mr. Tang Er, but..."
Having said this, Tang Feng stopped talking and walked away. Zhan Kuang, who was sitting next to him, also stood up.
The three supreme elders immediately became anxious, but the White Dragon Envoy reacted quickly and hurriedly caught up and shouted: "Dragon Thorn Envoy, please stay, this matter is serious for us Tang Menzi, I will contact the sect master and the Taishang
Visit the owners and ask them what they think."
The three Supreme Elders also said: "That's right, let's ask the two Supreme Sect Masters for their opinions first."
Tang Feng nodded slightly and paused when he heard the sound, and Chen Haoran also stopped immediately.
The two Tang Sect masters, the chief and the deputy Taishang Sect Master, are talented people of the same generation as Zu Long. At this moment, they should be hunting for treasures in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain like Zu Long.
The call was quickly connected, and an old voice came from the other side. Bailong made the matter clear in a few words, then closed his mouth and waited for the other party's reply.
"That brat Tang Tianhao's illegitimate son? I heard him mention this before. Well..." The two Supreme Sect Masters fell into deep thought.
The three Supreme Elders asked: "How do you like it? Do you agree?"
The Supreme Deputy Sect Leader pondered: "Old man, it doesn't matter at all. It's so old. An illegitimate son is no longer a son. Doesn't he also have the blood of our Tang Sect in his body?"
Bailong envoy asked happily: "So, you always agree?"
The deputy head of the Supreme Sect shouted: "I agree, illegitimate children are also sons, and they are all ours anyway. It's not a bad thing. What's there to think about?"
The Bailong envoy immediately said: "Grandpa Xing Er, I understand."
As he was about to hang up the special call, the master of the Taishang Sect suddenly shouted coldly: "He practices flying knives, but there is a condition. When he first comprehends flying knives, he must control at least three of them, otherwise there is no need for him to practice.
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"It's Grandpa!" After the White Dragon Messenger hung up, he immediately turned around and walked out of the yard, saying with great joy: "The two Grandpas agreed, and also agreed on your identity. Haoran, you will be my cousin from now on.
We are a family."
Chen Haoran just smiled bitterly and did not answer his words.
Tang Feng frowned and asked: "I just heard you talking on the phone. The Supreme Sect Master said that he should control at least three people. What's going on?"
The White Dragon Envoy explained: "Actually, this is not something Grandpa meant to make things difficult for us. This is just a guideline for our Tang Sect to practice the flying knife skill for the first time."
"What criteria?" Chen Haoran asked for the first time.
The White Dragon Envoy glanced at him and said with a smile: "The rules are very simple. As long as our Tang sect reaches the level of transformation, we can apply to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to practice special skills."
"It's just that every Huajin master uses his own energy to understand and control the flying knife for the first time, but it is not the same. He can control a flying knife for the first time. This is the lowest qualification."
"Being able to control two flying knives at the same time is an intermediate qualification, and it is also the level of most masters."
"Being able to control three flying knives at the same time is considered an elite figure in our Tang Sect."
"If you can control four to six flying knives at the same time, you are called a genius. If you can control seven to nine flying knives at the same time, you are called a genius. If you can control more than nine, you are called a monster."
Tang Feng nodded after hearing this and said: "In this way, it is not too much to ask for at least three handles. After all, if you can't even have three handles, there is really no need to practice."
Bailong envoy said: "In fact, in the Sichuan Tang Sect, the masters who mastered less than four flying knives for the first time will choose to give up this flying knife skill in the future. After all, the potential is not great, and there is not much meaning in practicing it."
Tang Feng couldn't help but ask: "I'm curious, how many handles did you have for your first time?"
"Eight handles, the first time I could only control eight handles, I reached the limit." The White Dragon envoy smiled, turned his head and looked at Chen Haoran and said: "I am more curious, how many handles he can comprehend the first time."
Tang Feng laughed and said, "I'm looking forward to it too!"