Chapter 1: The disabled boy.

The spring breeze blows on my face. At this time, when everything is reviving and the rain moistens the earth, the air is extremely fresh, and the Jiwu Continent is filled with strong vitality.

Xuanling Empire, Luofeng City, Mu Family Courtyard, the door of a remote small house was pushed open by a young young man in white. Following him was a woman in green. The woman was gentle and elegant, generous and decent, with her hair tied into a bun. There was a hint of worry written on her beautiful face, but more of it was caressing.

"Chen'er, it's just spring outside, and the wind and cold have not passed, be careful of catching a cold."

The woman's gentle voice was like a willow catkins, blowing gently, turning into a touch of warmth and spreading into the heart of the boy in white clothes.

"Mom, it's okay. Now the weather is getting warmer, and the child wants to breathe fresh air."

The young man in white clothes is about twelve years old. He is extremely thin and his fair skin can make most women feel ashamed of themselves. However, this kind of whiteness is not normal, it is a kind of pathological whiteness.

Seeing her son's thin back, a trace of guilt flashed in the eyes of the woman in green, and tears seemed to flow.

"Wan'er, don't worry, as long as I have a breath, I will definitely not let Chen'er be hurt." A sighed and walked out of the corner of the original house. The man had a strong face, gently pulled the hand of the woman in green and said firmly.

"Thank you, Brother Feng, as long as our children can live a healthy life, I will be very satisfied. But..." The woman in green, known as Wan'er, leaned gently on the chest of the man in green, and her voice trembled a little.

"You have to believe Chen'er." The man in green raised his head gently, and his slightly red eyes also looked at the boy in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

These two are the parents of the young man in white clothes, Mu Feng and Bi Wan.

Walking out of the yard, looking at the lush green surroundings, I murmured: "It's spring, haha... Everyone says that spring is a time of vitality, but where is my vitality?"

The boy in white clothes shook his head in self-deprecatingly, and was bored in the house for a whole winter. It was time to go out for a walk. He sighed and took a step and walked slowly out of the courtyard. He was going to the back mountain. Only there would he feel quiet.

"Oh, isn't this the disabled fourth young master of our family? I haven't seen you for a winter. Oh, I'm so sorry, I salute you." Before we walked too far, an arrogant young man with an extremely ordinary appearance said with a sarcastic face. Behind him, a young man in a luxurious blue shirt walked over surrounded by a group of people. The boy was about thirteen years old, with a very handsome appearance, with beautiful eyebrows, but his thin lips were slightly mean, and he looked at the white-shirted young man walking on the road with contempt.

The young man in white frowned slightly, ignored the group of people and walked forward on his own.

"Huh? Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? I didn't say hello when I saw my second brother. Could it be that I didn't even recognize my second brother after staying in the house for a winter?" The boy in blue shirt said indifferently, and his eyes were straight at the boy in white shirt.

"That's right, only those who are as leisurely as the fourth brother have time to stroll in the garden. It's early spring now, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant everywhere. It's a good time for maids to enjoy flowers. Alas! It would be a pity if the second brother could have so much free time for the fourth brother." The boy in blue shirt pursed his harsh lips, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his lips. The meaning of his words was very clear. Now is the time for maids to enjoy flowers. As a man, he needs to practice. Only useless people like the boy in white shirt have time to enjoy flowers like maids.

Upon hearing this, a trace of anger appeared in the eyes of the young man in white, but the years of ridicule had made him develop a habit, so he quickly hid the trace of anger.

He had to endure it. The blue-shirted boy in front of him was Mu Rongxuan, the second young master of the Mu family, who was recognized as the first genius of the Mu family. He reached the strength of the Seventh Ring Martial Artsman at the age of thirteen. Even if he was placed in the entire Luofeng City, Mu Rongxuan could be called a genius.

You should know that everyone is born with a certain amount of time to grow up, which takes nine years. Only when you are nine years old can you start physical exercise. Body exercise is just the most basic exercise. By constantly practicing basic skills, the body can be active, thus laying a solid foundation for the future cultivation path.

Often, this preparation takes two to three years, which means that you can only become a qualified martial artist at the age of eleven, but Mu Rongxuan broke through to the Seventh Ring Martial Artist within two years, which has proved his genius cultivation talent. In the Jiwu Continent, martial arts are respected, strength represents everything, and strength represents the right to speak. If you have the strength, you can also trample others under your feet to humiliate them.

The martial artist is the most basic level in the Jiwu Continent. To reach the martial artist, it means that you are not a useless person. You can start your cultivation journey. The martial artist is the ten realms of warrior, martial artist, great martial artist, martial artist, martial spirit, martial king, Wuzong, Wu Emperor, Wu Zun, Wu Zun, Wu Saint, and Wu Emperor. Each realm is divided into nine small classes, and each small class will be called "ring".

When you break through from a martial artist to a warrior and activate the primordial power, a martial ring condensed by the primordial power will appear under your feet. The number of martial rings can be used to determine your level of cultivation. One martial ring is a warrior, and nine martial rings are a warrior of the nine martial rings. Every time you upgrade to a large level, the color of the martial rings under your feet will change accordingly.

Red warrior, orange martial artist, yellow martial artist, green martial spirit, blue martial king, blue martial sect, purple martial emperor, silver martial master, golden martial saint, color martial emperor. As for martial artists, they are colorless because they cannot absorb vitality.

Basically, 99% of people can reach martial arts, which has become a necessity, but he cannot, because he is a well-known disabled person and a disabled person who has been destined to be a mediocre person since childhood.

Thinking of this, he was even more unwilling to stay here for a while, because they were not people from the same world.

The boy in white clothes took another step, and his speed increased slightly, but just after he took three steps, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his way. The boy in white clothes looked up and saw that this figure was not unfamiliar with it. It was Mu Hu, the first arrogant boy who mocked him just now.

"I said to the Fourth Young Master, I have saluted you. You didn't even say a word. What's wrong? Do you look down on me? Oh, right. With the Fourth Young Master's extraordinary cultivation speed, I am really beyond my reach." Mu Hu said with a serious face, which immediately attracted a burst of sneer behind him.

It has to be said that although Mu Hu's appearance is average, his words that have hurt people have reached the pinnacle.

When the young man in white clothes saw this situation, he smiled bitterly. It seemed that he could not escape this time, so he simply closed his eyes and let these people show their ugly faces. Even if they fists and feet were added together, it didn't matter. Anyway, he was a disabled person, so what could they do to themselves?

Mu Hu found that the young man in white clothes was posing as if he was throwing a broken can, and immediately chuckled: "Oh~ What is our fourth young master doing? He looked calm and calm? He closed his eyes. Are you saying that we are not worthy of letting you look at him directly? Brothers, do you mean that the fourth young master?"

"I think it's true, the Fourth Young Master doesn't look at us at all." Someone immediately agreed.

"That's right, Fourth Master, I don't accept it. Why do you underestimate us?"

"Why don't you fight with the Fourth Young Master Mu Hu, how about you let the Fourth Young Master have both hands and feet?"

"Just stop moving, just let the Fourth Master beat you. If the Fourth Master can knock you down, we will admit that the Fourth Master has the ability to ignore us."

“…”

"Okay, I'll follow you." Mu Hu smiled, turned to look at the young man in white, and said, "Fourth Master, I will stand still. As long as the fourth master can knock me down, I will let the fourth master leave, and when I see the fourth master in the future, I will bow respectfully. If the fourth master dares, it's easy to do. As the price of despising us, you have to crawl under the crotch of us."

At this time, Mu Rongxuan, who had been smiling at the development of the situation, frowned. No matter how useless the fourth brother was, he was still his cousin. He asked his younger brother to penetrate the crotch of his followers. Isn't this slap himself in the face? Thinking of this, Mu Rongxuan said in a deep voice: "Mu Hu, what did you say?"

Mu Hu was stunned. He was not stupid. He knew that he had said the wrong thing when he thought about it. He quickly corrected it: "Uh, forget it, if you don't dare, as the price of despising us, you must crawl through the second young master's crotch."

Mu Rongxuan: “…”

Although I still felt that Mu Hu was a little too much, it was not so awkward at this time.

The young man in white clothes, standing there, had a pale complexion. He opened his eyes suddenly, locked in Mu Hu with a sharp gaze, and said word by word: "I accept it, accept!"

Mu Hu was suddenly glared by the boy in white clothes, and subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but he was restrained by himself. He found that he almost lost his composure. He spat secretly and said, "I'm standing here. If you can knock me down, you will win."

After saying that, Mu Hu stole his feet steadily, took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Come on."

The young man in white shirt actually regretted the words when I accepted them. Although Mu Hu's strength is very different from Mu Rongxuan, he is also a peak martial artist at the third ring road. He is only one line away from advancing to a fourth ring road martial artist. He has a deep basic skills. What can he use to defeat him? Just relying on his own disabled body?

The boy in white sighed, and a breeze blew, lifting up his right arm sleeve, which fluttered with the wind, as light as a feather...
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