"Unleashed Fury: A Clash of Swords and Smoldering Hatred"

At that moment, Huang Wei also turned to look and met Huang Xiaolong's gaze. A sneer played at the corners of Huang Wei's mouth, and his eyes exuded intense hatred.

Ever since the birthday celebration at Li Mansion, Huang Wei's hatred for Huang Xiaolong had grown exponentially. Every day, he was reminded of his resentment towards Huang Xiaolong. Whenever he thought of Li Lu holding Huang Xiaolong's hand and refusing to let him leave, or the scene of Li Lu tearfully begging Huang Xiaolong not to go, Huang Wei wished he could tear Huang Xiaolong apart.

Their gazes met briefly before they looked away. Huang Xiaolong, accompanied by his father Huang Peng and mother Su Yan, took their seats opposite Huang Ming and the father-son duo of Huang Wei.

Before long, their grandfather Huang Qide arrived.

As Huang Qide appeared, Huang Xiaolong understood the reason for his grandfather's attendance at the annual meeting. Huang Qide had devoted himself to training Huang Wei, but Huang Xiaolong's victory over Huang Wei in the previous year's meeting had greatly humiliated him. This time, Huang Qide came to witness Huang Wei's defeat of Huang Xiaolong and regain their family's honor.

As Huang Qide arrived, everyone stood up to pay their respects.

"Alright, everyone, please be seated," Huang Qide said with a smile, gesturing for them to sit.

The people took their seats.

Just like the previous year, Chief Steward Chen Ying stood up and began his speech for the annual meeting. After the speech, with Huang Qide's approval, he loudly announced, "Let the annual meeting begin!"

The annual meeting commenced!

A brief silence fell over the main hall, and then the Martial Spirit Awakening disciples took the stage to showcase their skills and compete with each other. Huang Xiaolong, being a Martial Spirit Awakening disciple, could only wait until all the other disciples had finished their matches before he could step onto the stage.

The people in the main hall eagerly watched the disciple competitions, their attention fixed on the duel between Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei.

Last year, Huang Wei, the most talented young member of the Huang Family Manor, was defeated and humiliated by Huang Xiaolong, the grandson of the former Manor Lord. Now, everyone wondered what would happen this year.

Huang Qide sat in the chairman's podium, his gaze filled with anticipation.

Soon, the Martial Spirit Awakening disciples finished their matches, and a momentary silence fell over the entire main hall. All eyes turned to Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong.

Unlike last year, this time it was Huang Xiaolong who stood up first. He made his way to the central stage of the main hall, surprising the onlookers.

Huang Xiaolong stood on the stage, looking down at Huang Wei, and coldly said, "What's the matter? Are you afraid to come up?"

Huang Wei suddenly stood up and laughed. He leaped into the air and landed in front of Huang Xiaolong, saying, "Am I afraid to come up? What a joke! Huang Xiaolong, you were lucky when you ambushed me last time and managed to win by sheer chance. But this time, do you think luck will be on your side?"

Huang Wei's words silenced the main hall.

The people looked at him with strange expressions. Ambushed? Won by sheer chance?

Huang Xiaolong hadn't expected Huang Wei to be so shameless.

Unconcerned about the people's reactions, Huang Wei turned to

Huang Qide and said, "Grandfather, according to the annual meeting's rules, no one can interfere in the disciple's match, right?" He then glanced at Huang Peng on the stage, clearly indicating that he feared Huang Peng would intervene to protect Huang Xiaolong when he mercilessly beat him.

"Yes, nobody can interfere!" Huang Qide nodded, his tone resolute and unquestionable. When the people heard this, they understood that Old Manor Lord was warning Village Lord Huang Peng.

Huang Peng and Su Yan couldn't help but feel the weight of Huang Qide's words. Although they were angry, their primary concern was their son's well-being.

Having received his grandfather Huang Qide's assurance, Huang Wei felt completely at ease. He turned to look at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust. The year-long pent-up hatred in his heart was about to burst forth.

"Huang Xiaolong, it's time for you to see the difference between my Level 10 Martial Spirit and your Level 7 Martial Spirit! I'll show you the terrifying extent of my current strength!" Huang Wei's voice was low and deep, and his Battle Qi surged like a flood, fully exposed before everyone. At the same time, his Martial Spirit, the Three-Eyed Black Tiger, appeared behind him.

Compared to a year ago, the Three-Eyed Black Tiger had grown significantly larger, emanating a black glow that exuded an awe-inspiring and threatening aura, a testament to its innate power.

"Such powerful Battle Qi! It's at least Rank 3, or even Rank 3 Middle Stage Peak! Unbelievable! Huang Wei's talent is simply heaven-defying! He has actually reached Rank 3 Middle Stage Peak in just one year!"

In the main hall, all the elders and managers of the Huang Family Manor were shocked, some even couldn't help but stand up from their seats.

In the chairman's podium, Huang Qide's anger dissipated when he witnessed Huang Wei's display of Rank 3 Middle Stage Peak strength. A bright smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

Under the stage, Huang Ming wore a smile, nodding approvingly at his son's performance on the stage.

Huang Wei fully revealed his Rank 3 Middle Stage Peak Battle Qi, and with a self-satisfied sneer, he said to Huang Xiaolong, "Huang Xiaolong, now you can see my current strength. I'm sure you're trembling with fear! Don't worry, it's only natural to be afraid. Nobody will laugh at you. Now, do you finally understand the gap between our talents? No amount of dumb luck can bridge the gap between us!"

"Fear?" Huang Xiaolong shook his head inwardly, looking at Huang Wei with indifference. He spoke in a cold tone, "Is this your full strength? Show me what you've got. This time, I'll make sure you don't recognize your father or even your grandfathers!"

People shook their heads when they heard Huang Xiaolong's words. They couldn't believe that he would win against Huang Wei, who was at Rank 3 Middle Stage Peak.

But in the chairman's podium, Huang Qide's anger flared up. His grandson Huang Xiaolong was being too insolent!

"Is that so?" Huang Wei sneered, and his eyes suddenly flashed with malice. In an instant, he appeared in front of Huang Xiaolong, his fists ready to strike. It was only a test.

"Xiaolong!" Seeing Huang Wei's fists about to strike Huang Xiaolong, Huang Peng and Su Yan's expressions changed. They stood up, but at that moment, Huang Qide, furious at his son's potential interference, unleashed his imposing presence and locked onto Huang Peng. He glared fiercely and shouted, "Who dares to interfere? According to the family's laws, they will be punished!"

However, at that moment, Huang Qide noticed that the atmosphere in the main hall had become somewhat peculiar. He saw that all the elders, managers, and disciples were staring dumbfoundedly at the center of the martial arts stage. Huang Qide became puzzled and followed their gaze, only to see that Huang Xiaolong had caught Huang Wei's fists with his own hands, effectively blocking them!

Under Huang Qide's and everyone's gaze, Huang Xiaolong looked at Huang Wei with indifference and said, "Since that's the case, I'll show you a fraction of my current strength!"