"Zino, the sun is shining on your butt, why don't you get up quickly..." A young woman with beautiful appearance and graceful figure opened the door of a luxuriously decorated room and walked in, patting her gently.

He patted the butt of the sleeping little boy on the bed and said dotingly.

"Well... Mother." Hearing this, the little boy sat up sleepily, rubbed his eyes with his pink hands, and said sadly, "Mother, the child just had that strange dream again. In the dream

Those brothers and sisters are so pitiful, and that hateful uncle is so cruel."

"Haha..." The young woman was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to why her son often had such a strange dream, but then she smiled and touched his little head and comforted him gently, "Good boy, Zino, that's just a dream.

I think about it day by day and dream about it at night. It must be that our boy Nuo really wants to learn martial arts, so he often has that dream about fighting."

"Oh, really?" Zinuo pouted his lips thoughtfully and looked very endearing.

"Of course, get up quickly. Don't forget that today is the day for the martial arts talent test. It only happens once a year. You are eight years old this year and have just met the qualifications for the martial arts talent test. It was agreed yesterday that today you

You are such a lazy boy for sleeping so late. Your father and your elder brother are waiting for you outside." The young woman continued while quickly helping the little boy get dressed.

"Your eldest brother tested his talent three years ago, and it was a blue martial soul with level nine innate soul power. This is already unbelievable for an ordinary family like us. As long as your eldest brother works hard, he will definitely be able to stand out in time.

You may not even reach the realm of a martial saint, you must work hard, I hope you are not less talented than your elder brother."

"Oh, I see." The little boy nodded without understanding, quickly put on his clothes with a little excitement, and followed the young woman out of the room. For a child of his age, just going out and playing is more fun than anything else.

This is the Sun-Wu Empire, one of the two great empires of the Sun-Moon Continent. Like the other great empire, the Yue-Wu Empire, both empires are extremely bellicose countries. Their citizens value martial arts over culture.

There are martial arts palaces of different sizes in all provinces. The martial arts palace was jointly founded by the two empires and the divine religion. It is almost spread across all provinces in the Sun and Moon Continent. The main task of the martial arts palace is to serve the two empires.

The Heshen Sect taps martial arts talents from among the people and trains them.

The two empires also have an unwritten rule, that is, all children on the Sun and Moon Continent, as long as they are eight years old, must be sent to the local martial arts hall to receive martial arts talents on March 1st every year.

A test is conducted to determine whether a person is suitable for practicing martial arts. Once he is suitable for practicing martial arts, he is required to enter a martial arts school to study.

Of course, nothing is absolute. There are still many individual forces and various small and large sects in the two empires. They have the unique inheritance of their families or sects and enjoy unique exclusive powers. Some big families and powerful sects can even disobey the gods.

The two great empires of Christianity and China were self-sufficient and lived a life isolated from the world.

The little boy just now has a surname of Zheng and a given name of Zino. He is just eight years old this year. He is the youngest son of Zheng Changfeng, a 27th-level martial artist in Binjiang City of the Japanese Empire. He has an elder brother, Zheng Zizhou, who is eleven years old this year. Three years ago, he reached the level of martial arts talent test

The ninth level of soul power shocked almost the entire Binjiang City at the time.

After a hurried breakfast, Zheng Changfeng took his two sons and drove a carriage to the Wuxiu Palace in the center of Binjiang City. Since the Zheng family lived in a sparsely populated area on the outskirts of Binjiang City, there was still some distance to the center of Binjiang City.

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Although Zheng Changfeng is a twenty-seventh-level martial artist and is well-known in Binjiang City. He is a teacher at the Intermediate Martial Arts Hall in Binjiang City, but he is very low-key. This can be seen from the fact that he personally drives the car for his two sons.

Zheng Zinuo was still a little sleepy along the way. The excitement he had just come out to play had been completely replaced by sleepiness. Now he was leaning against the inner wall of the carriage shed and playing haha.

Zheng Zizhou, who was sitting opposite, saw how lazy his brother was. He frowned, pushed his shoulders, and taught him in his immature voice: "Brother, cheer up. We will arrive at the Martial Arts Hall later."

It’s time to test your martial arts talent. You must know that you are not a child of an ordinary family. Your father is a twenty-seventh level martial artist and your brother is a fourteenth level warrior. You will be laughed at by others.

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Zheng Zizhou inherited his father's unsmiling and majestic side, while Zheng Zinuo was more like his mother, with a more elegant temperament.

Hearing his brother's words, Zheng Zinuo closed his eyes and rubbed them vigorously, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that kept invading him. Then he made a face to Zheng Zizhou and said, "I know, my brother is more verbose than my mother."

Zheng Zizhou smiled bitterly when he heard this. He was at a loss for this cute little brother. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Brother, taking this time, why don't I tell you about the test of martial arts talent? I will definitely have to test your talent immediately.
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