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Chapter 1 Ten Years of Perseverance

Chihuo Town, Long Family.

The huge mansion is divided into pieces, with different identities and different positions.

Southwest corner, a small dilapidated courtyard.

Peng.

With a loud bang, the door that was already ragged was kicked hard by a kick.

Three men and one woman, four teenagers rushed in, looking fierce and evil. Before the person arrived, an angry roar had already been heard.

"Long Ao, your uncle, do you want to kill us?"

In the courtyard, a young man with tall figure, strong facial features and sword-eyed eyebrows and star-like eyes was practicing boxing. He punched him out and became powerful, as if he had a huge force of hundreds of kilograms.

Hearing the roar, Long Ao frowned, his face full of disgust, and he closed his fists and took a deep breath, calming himself down completely.

"Oh, our waste Lao Qi is so hardworking, it's really admirable."

"Bah, Brother Jiu, can you not disgust me like this? A waste is a waste. No matter how hard he works, he is still a waste after all. Have you ever seen someone who has not yet condensed his internal energy at the age of eighteen?"

"I haven't seen it before."

"That's all. He has lost all the face of our Long family. If it weren't for the uncle's sake, such a waste would have been thrown out of the family long ago."

Three men and one woman ridiculed Long Ao unscrupulously, and the four of them were full of contempt and mockery, and they looked arrogant.

The four are direct disciples of the Dragon Clan, namely Long An, Long Zheng, Long Fang, Long Qianqian, the four's father Long Jian and Long Lin, which are the biological younger brothers of Long Ao's father Long Yi. The relationship between the five is self-evident.

Long Ao didn't say anything, and his angry eyes had already shown the anger in his heart, because Long Ao knew clearly that no matter how angry he was, he could only endure it, otherwise he would only be beaten.

"Yuyou, look at it. Lao Qi is angry and scared me to death. Lao Qi, don't be angry, I'm so scared," Long Fang patted his chest, looking worried and scared.

"Long Ao, from now on, you will not be allowed to practice the Dragon Ba Long Art of my Long family."

"Why? Grandpa once said that as long as he is a disciple of the Long family, he can practice the Balong Art," Long Ao finally spoke, because the Balong Art is his hope. Once he cannot practice, everything about him will be completely cut off.

Long An's contempt was even heavier, and he said disdainfully: "Grandpa did say so, but who should I tell you, a waste who can't even condense his internal strength. To practice the Dragon Art, besides embarrassing the Long family, tell me, what else can you do?"

He was speechless when asked by the other party because it was true. For ten years, he could not condense his internal strength and remained in the third level of acquired heaven.

"Why? I won't talk anymore? Saying a few more words to a waste like you is the biggest insult to me. Don't talk nonsense. This time we are mainly dealing with you."

"What's the account?"

"You and us pretend to be confused? Lao Qi, I really didn't expect that you are not only a waste, but also a sinister villain. Yesterday I asked you to clean the ancestral hall. Go and see what you were cleaning, which made us severely punished by our second uncle. Tell me, how should we calculate this account?"

"You made a mistake and cleaning the ancestral hall is your business. Why do you ask me to clean it? Since I have helped you clean it, why do you still have to be picky? Since I think I am not cleaned, why don't you go and clean it yourself?"

The anger in my heart was like a volcano erupting, pouring out directly.

The four of them were completely stunned by Long Ao's questioning. Then, the four of them looked furious. Long An said with a cold smile: "He looks so eloquent. It seems that Lao Qi's skin is itchy again."

The four of them smiled evilly and walked towards Long Ao step by step.

"you……."

Before Long Ao finished speaking, the four of them rushed forward. You punched and I kicked, and fell on Long Ao's body for a full minute. The four of them stopped.

Looking at Long Ao who was still standing firmly, the four of them seemed a little moved, but they were more ridiculed and contempt.

"Lao Qi, don't blame me for not reminding you that tomorrow morning, if we see the ancestral hall and the ancestral hall has not been cleaned, it will be as simple as being beaten. Don't talk about the Balong Art at that time, even if it is other martial arts, you will never want to practice it."

With a fierce look of contempt, the four of them seemed to leave happily. As the four of them gradually disappeared, they could vaguely hear the laughter from the four of them from time to time.

Long Ao stood firmly, his whole body, his clothes were torn and blood-stained.

At this moment, Long Ao seemed to have long forgotten the pain coming from his body, because the anger and unwillingness in his heart were the greatest pain.

He held his hands tightly, and even pierced his fingers into his flesh, he was confused. Long Ao kept asking himself in his heart, why is this?

Long Ao knew that he was constantly bullied and even dared not fight back when he was beaten. All of this was because his strength was not good. If he condensed his internal strength and reached a continuous cycle, would the other party dare to do so?

Long Ao knew very clearly that he had to have strength so that he could not be bullied by anyone. He only held his fists with his fists. Long Ao told himself that no matter how much effort he puts in, he had to have strength.

In the Tianwu Continent, martial arts are the most respected.

Ten years ago, Long Ao officially entered the sixth level of internal strength with the proud talent of the first genius of the Long family.

Ten years ago, Long Ao was eight years old.

The eight-year-old warrior of the sixth level of internal energy, not to mention the Long family, even in the entire Chihuo Town, is the most talented genius. Therefore, Long Ao was envious and jealous, and was described by everyone in four words, and was amazing.

His cultivation speed is so fast and his talent is absolutely the best in his peers, and he swept the Chihuo Town.

But God does not follow people's wishes.

When Long Ao broke through the seventh level of internal strength from the sixth level of internal strength, the internal strength in his body could not be circulated continuously, and finally he even plummeted. Not only did he not make a breakthrough, he slumped thousands of miles and retreated back to the third level of acquired heaven.

No one knows what the reason is. Even Long Ao himself doesn't know what happened. Since then, the Long family has tried every means to save the genius of the past, but the final result is disappointment, disappointment, or disappointment.

When everyone chose to give up, Long Ao himself did not give up. His practice day and night was ten thousand times harder than others, and his endless efforts eventually turned into a bubble.

Do you really want to give up?

Long Ao once kept asking himself, but he always got only one answer, that is persistence.

At the peak of martial arts, Long Ao has always dreamed of what he wants to pursue because he knows that if he wants to survive better, he must become stronger. If not, he would not have been able to persist for ten years. Ten years of persistence are not something that everyone can do.

In this way, Long Ao has been persisting and working hard for ten years, but fate is ruthless, and it played the biggest joke with Long Ao. No matter how hard he tried or how he persisted, he never successfully condensed his internal strength.

Gradually, the genius of the past was given the title of trash. Perhaps it was the envy, jealousy and hatred that the current Long family disciples came to trouble Long Ao from time to time, not only ridiculing and ridicule in words, but also punching and kicking.

Ten years of hard work and ten years of persistence ultimately received only the word "waste", which not only made me unable to raise my head, but also made my father shame.
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