The spring breeze blows on the face. At this time, when all things are recovering and the earth is moistened by rain, the air is extremely fresh, and the surroundings of Jiwu Continent are filled with strong vitality.
Xuanling Empire, Luofeng City, Mu Family Courtyard, the door of a remote hut was gently pushed open by a young man in white. Following him came a woman in green. The woman was gentle, elegant and decent, with a black hair bun.
Her hair was tied into a bun, and there was a trace of worry on her beautiful face, but more of it was caress.
"Chen'er, it's just spring outside and the wind and cold haven't passed yet, so be careful of catching a cold."
The woman's gentle voice was like the breeze of willow catkins, blowing gently, turning into a touch of warmth and spreading into the heart of the boy in white shirt.
"Mom, it's okay. The weather is getting warmer now, and the kid wants to breathe some fresh air."
The boy in the white shirt is about twelve years old. He is extremely thin and has fair skin that would make most women feel ashamed. However, this kind of whiteness is not normal, it is a kind of pathological whiteness.
Seeing her son's emaciated back, a trace of guilt flashed in the woman's eyes, and there seemed to be tears flowing down her face.
"Wan'er, don't worry. As long as I am still breathing, I will definitely not let Chen'er get hurt in any way." With a sigh, a man in green clothes walked out of the corner of the original house. This man had a resolute face and said softly.
He took the woman in green's hand and said firmly.
"Thank you, Brother Feng. As long as our child 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, her voice trembling.
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"You have to believe Chen'er." The man in green raised his head slightly and looked at the young man in the distance with red eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
These two people are the parents of the boy in white, Mu Feng and Bi Wan.
Walking out of the yard, looking at the lush greenery all around, he murmured: "It's spring, hehe... They say spring is a time full of vitality, but where is my vitality?"
The boy in white shirt shook his head mockingly. After being bored in the house for a whole winter, it was time to go out for a walk. He sighed and took steps to walk slowly outside the courtyard. He wanted to go to the back mountain.
There, he will feel peaceful.
"Hey, isn't this the disabled fourth young master of our family? I haven't seen you all winter. Oh, I'm so sorry. I salute you, fourth young master." Before he had gone too far, an arrogant young man with an extremely ordinary appearance appeared.
He said with a mocking look on his face. Behind him, a young man in a luxurious blue shirt walked over surrounded by a group of people. This young man was about thirteen years old. He was extremely handsome and had fine features, but his thin lips were slightly mean.
He looked at the young man in white shirt who was walking on the path with disdain.
The young man in white shirt frowned slightly, ignored the group of people and walked forward on his own.
"Eh? Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? You didn't say hello to your second brother when you saw him. Could it be that you stayed in the house all winter and didn't even recognize your second brother?" The young man in blue shirt spoke indifferently and looked straight at him.
The boy in white shirt.
"That's right. Only those who are as leisurely as the fourth brother have time to stroll around. It's early spring now, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant everywhere. It's a good time for the maids to enjoy the flowers. Alas! If only the second brother could have as many things as the fourth brother.
It would be nice to have free time, but it's a pity." The young man in blue pursed his mean lips and showed a disdainful smile. The meaning of his words was very clear. Now is the season for maids to enjoy flowers. As a man, he
, need to practice. Only losers like the boy in white shirt have time to enjoy flowers and walk like a maid.
Hearing this, the boy in white shirt showed a trace of anger in his eyes, but years of ridicule had made him a habit, so he quickly hid this trace of anger.
He couldn't help but bear it. The boy in blue shirt in front of him was recognized as the number one genius of the Mu family. Mu Rongxuan, the second young master of the Mu family, had reached the level of a seventh-ring martial arts disciple at the age of thirteen. Even if it was compared to the entire Luofeng City
, Mu Rongxuan can also be called a genius.
You know, everyone is born and needs a certain amount of time for their body to grow. This takes nine years. You can only start exercising when you are nine years old. Exercise is just the most basic exercise. Through continuous practice of basic skills, your body can become active.
, thereby laying a solid foundation for the future path of cultivation.
Usually it takes two to three years to prepare the ground, which means that you can become a qualified martial arts disciple when you are eleven years old, but Mu Rongxuan broke through to the seventh-ring martial arts disciple in two years.
His genius-like cultivation talent has been confirmed. In Jiwu Continent, martial arts is respected, strength represents everything, and strength represents the right to speak. If you have strength, you can also step on others and humiliate them.
The martial apprentice is the most basic level in the Jiwu Continent. Reaching the martial apprentice level means that you are not a useless person. You can start your journey of cultivation. Above the martial apprentice, the order is: martial artist, martial artist, great martial artist, martial spirit, and martial king.
, Wu Zong, Wu Emperor, Wu Zun, Wu Sheng, and Wu Emperor are ten realms. Each realm is divided into nine small classes, and each small class will be called "Huan".
When you break through from a warrior to a warrior and activate your Yuan Power, a martial ring with condensed Yuan Power will appear under your feet. Your cultivation level can be judged from the number of martial rings. A martial ring is a warrior ring.
The nine martial arts rings are the nine-ring warriors. Every time you advance to a higher level, the color of the martial arts rings under your feet will change accordingly.
Red martial artist, orange martial artist, yellow great martial artist, green martial spirit, cyan martial king, blue martial arts master, purple martial emperor, silver martial master, golden martial saint, and colored martial emperor. As for the martial arts disciples, they are colorless because they cannot absorb vitality yet.
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Basically, 99% of people can reach the level of martial arts. This has become a necessity. However, he cannot do it because he is a well-known cripple, a cripple who has been destined to live a mediocre life since he was a child.
Thinking of this, he didn't want to stay here for even more than a moment, because they were not from the same world.
The young man in white shirt took another step, speeding up slightly. However, after he took three steps, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his way. The young man in white shirt looked up and saw that this figure was not unfamiliar.
It was Mu Hu, the arrogant young man who was the first to mock him.
"I said, Fourth Young Master, I have already saluted you, but you didn't even say a word. What's wrong? Do you look down on me? Oh, that's right. With Fourth Young Master's incredible cultivation speed, I really can't match it."
Mu Hu said this with a serious face, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from behind.
It has to be said that although this Mu Hu looks ordinary, his hurtful words reach the pinnacle.
When the young man in white shirt saw this situation, he smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he couldn't escape unscathed this time, so he simply closed his eyes and let these people show their ugly faces. It didn't matter even if they used fists and kicks.
If he is disabled, what else can they do to himself?
Mu Hu noticed that the young man in white shirt was posing like a broken jar, and immediately chuckled: "Hey~ What is our fourth young master doing? Looking calm and calm? He even closed his eyes.
, are you saying that we don’t deserve to be looked at by you? Brothers, is this what you said the fourth young master meant?”
"I think so. The fourth young master usually doesn't even look at us." Someone immediately agreed.
"That's right, Fourth Young Master, I don't accept it, why do you look down on us?"
"How about Muhu, if you have a fight with the fourth young master, how about you let the fourth young master have his hands and feet?"
"Why don't you just stop moving and let the fourth young master fight. If the fourth young master can knock you down, we will admit that the fourth young master has the strength to ignore us."
“…”
"Okay, it's up to you." Mu Hu chuckled, turned to look at the boy in white shirt, and said: "Fourth Young Master, I will stand still. As long as Fourth Young Master can knock me down, then I will let Fourth Young Master leave.
, and when you see the Fourth Young Master from now on, you will bow respectfully. If the Fourth Young Master doesn’t dare, then it’s easy. As the price for despising us, you have to get under the crotches of us people.”
At this time, Mu Rongxuan, who had been watching the development of the situation with a smile, frowned. No matter how useless the fourth child was, he was still his cousin. Asking his brother to get into his follower's crotch, wasn't this a slap in the face? Thinking of this
, Mu Rongxuan said in a deep voice: "Mu Hu, what did you say?"
Mu Hu was stunned, but he was not stupid. As soon as he thought about it, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly corrected him: "Well, forget it, if you don't dare, as the price of contempt for us, you have to get under the crotch of the second young master.
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Mu Rongxuan: "..."
Although I still felt that Mu Hu was a little too much, it wasn't so awkward now.
The young man in white shirt who was standing there was already livid. He opened his eyes suddenly, his sharp eyes were fixed on Mu Hu, and he said word by word: "I, accept, accept!"
Mu Hu was suddenly glared at by the boy in white shirt, and he subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but he restrained himself. He found that he almost lost his composure, secretly spat, and said: "I'm standing here, if you can
Knock me down and you win."
After speaking, Mu Hu planted his feet firmly into a horse stance, took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Come on."
The young man in white shirt actually regretted that sentence when he said it. Although the Mu Hu in front of him was far different from Mu Rongxuan in strength, he was still a peak martial artist of the third ring. He was only one step away from advancing to the fourth ring martial arts.
He has profound basic skills, what can he use to defeat him? Just rely on his own crippled body?
The boy in the white shirt sighed, and a breeze blew by, lifting the sleeve of his right arm. The sleeve floated in the wind, as light as a feather...