Beside a lake as clear as a mirror outside the city of Yas, a somewhat slovenly-looking old man piled several twigs in different quantities on a flat rock. In front of him, squatting were several people who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
The older boys all looked curiously at this strange old man who had never been around before.
"What have you seen from these different numbers of branches?" The old man finished stacking the branches. A total of three small piles of branches were stacked on the flat rock. The first pile had only one, the second pile had a small handful, and the third pile had a handful of branches.
Three piles are a big handful, and the three piles of branches are neatly stacked.
The old man's strange and meaningless words left the group of curious teenagers scratching their heads for a long time. They all looked at the three piles of inexplicable branches with puzzled faces.
"Haha, I know you can't guess it." The old man seemed very satisfied with the reactions of these young people. He slightly stroked a sparse beard on his chin and pointed to the young man squatting on the edge.
He piled a branch with only one branch and said, "Can you break this branch?"
The young man was a little confused, but he still picked up the branch and broke it into two pieces effortlessly. The old man nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to the second pile of branches and said, "Break this pile of branches as well."
He picked up the second pile of branches again and broke them off with great force. The old man chuckled and said, "Now you continue to break off the third pile of branches."
The young man frowned when he saw the pile of branches, but he still held them up with both hands, gritted his teeth and exerted force, but this time he did not break the bunch of branches.
The old man suddenly burst out laughing, "Do you understand anything now?"
"Tch!" The teenagers collectively booed and picked up their buckets and dispersed. They thought that the strange old man who suddenly appeared would do some tricks for them, but in the end, he ended up explaining to them something that they had already heard.
Hear the corny old story about the importance of unity.
Seeing the young people scattering, the old man couldn't help but have a flash of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, because there was still a young man squatting in front of him, blinking and looking at him curiously.
"What's your name?" the old man asked kindly.
"My name is Xu Lei, and I am a student of Yas Academy." The young man named Xu Lei answered truthfully, but he did not tell the old man that he was actually just an informal temporary class student at Yas Academy. Strictly speaking,
He does not belong to the establishment of Yas Academy.
"Oh, Xu Lei, what a good name." The old man looked at the only young man who didn't leave, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Can you break this pile of branches?"
Xu Lei nodded, "Yes."
"Can you?" The old man glanced at the pile of hundreds of branches. Xu Lei's answer was beyond his expectation.
"I really can." Xu Lei said seriously.
"Okay, show me." The old man never believed that this young man, who looked thin and had no skills at all, had such great strength.
Without saying a word, Xu Lei stretched out his hand to mess up the pile of neatly arranged branches, then picked up one of them and broke it off with a snap, then picked up the second one and repeated the same trick. After a while, the old man was stunned.
Next, break all the branches into two pieces.
"It's done!" Xu Lei said with satisfaction.
The old man was slightly startled, "Well, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that you can't break them one by one, you have to break them all together." After that, the old man stacked a bunch of branches again.
Xu Lei squinted his eyes and looked at the pile of branches and thought. Seeing Xu Lei's look, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Haha, it won't work anymore. This is what I want to tell you today.
, people must be united..."
"This is simple!" Before the old man could finish his words, Xu Lei took out the hatchet from his waist while the old man was stunned, and chopped the pile of branches into two pieces with one blow.
"It's done, but what did you want to say to me just now?" Xu Lei inserted the hatchet into his back again, looked at the old man and said seriously.
The corner of the old man's mouth trembled, "Young man, why don't you follow the routine?"
Xu Lei shrugged and felt bored for a moment. He originally came out to fetch water today, but he saw this strange old man he had never seen before. He spent some time with him out of curiosity, but the result did not surprise him at all.
"I'm going back first. I'll be scolded if I'm late." Xu Lei said, picked up the two buckets on the ground and left without looking back.
Looking at this somewhat thin figure, the old man let out a long sigh and said to himself: "Why didn't I think of cutting with a knife before? I have been studying this issue of unity for thousands of years, how stupid I am...
..." After finishing speaking, the old man's figure gradually disappeared, as if melting into the air.
"Brother Xu Lei, you are back!"
As soon as Xu Lei walked into the back door of the school, a girl who looked about the same age as him ran towards him.
"Well, sister Tian Yu, go and eat. I'll help you pour the water into the tank." Xu Lei smiled at the girl named Tian Yu. Maybe in this school, this girl was the only one who would smile at him and make him smile.
Be friends!
"Thank you, Brother Xu Lei. I always trouble you to fetch water for me. Why don't you stay a while and I'll treat you to dinner." Tian Yu winked at Xu Lei playfully.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. You go ahead and eat. I'll eat by myself later." After Xu Lei finished speaking, he carried the bucket and walked towards the school's reservoir. Like Tian Yu, he was a very good student at Yas Academy.
Official temporary class students, everyone in their class has one characteristic in common, that is, they all have low qualifications, mediocre fighting spirit, and poor family backgrounds.
In this land where the strong are respected, everyone has his own fighting spirit. The so-called fighting spirit is actually another independent soul in his body. The fighting spirit is a variety of weapons, which can be knives, swords, etc.
It can be a fork. The fighting spirit is innate from birth and can no longer be changed. Among the many kinds of fighting spirits, the sword spirit is the most common and the lowest fighting spirit because it is extremely difficult to cultivate the sword spirit. Generally, a two-star sword can be cultivated.
The soul is the limit, and more people who own the sword soul will never be able to completely sacrifice the sword soul in their lifetime.
Therefore, people with sword souls are always looked down upon in this continent, while people with those weird and rare fighting souls can gain extraordinary status.
People on this continent who can successfully sacrifice their fighting souls are collectively called fighting souls. Although everyone on the continent is born with a fighting spirit, there are only a few who can successfully sacrifice their fighting souls. Becoming a fighting soul is the only thing on this continent.
Everyone's dream.
Xu Lei not only possesses the most common and low-level sword soul, but also has extremely mediocre qualifications. It is naturally impossible for him to successfully sacrifice the sword soul at this age, so he can only work part-time in this school. The reason why the school is
The purpose of establishing such a class is mainly to add a group of free handymen. Occasionally letting these low-spirited people sit in on a few classes can satisfy the hearts of these people who are destined to be poor and humble for the rest of their lives.
Xu Lei poured the water into the reservoir, and then moved his arms, which were a little sore after pumping water twice in a row.
"Hey, who is that, move this pile of things into my dormitory for me!"
Xu Lei looked back and saw a young man in white clothes made of fine fabrics. He was raising his eyebrows and waving his hand impatiently, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
Xu Lei recognized the boy in white in front of him. He was a famous figure in Yas School. His name was Ye Yong. Not only did he have a rare trident fighting spirit, but he also had very high qualifications. Although he was not much different from Xu Lei in age, he was still there.
The junior class has already used the Trident, and not long ago he broke through one star and successfully advanced to a two-star combat soul master. To have such an achievement at this age can be called a genius, and his family is well-off.
They are the leading big family in Yas City. They usually walk sideways in Yas City, let alone in this small school.
Although he had no favorable impression of this overbearing young master, Xu Lei, who was accustomed to doing chores, was still ready to help him with the pile of things. But just when Xu Lei was about to go over, Ye Yong shouted impatiently: "You guys
You untouchable, you have this kind of virtue in your heart, I know what you are thinking, I will reward you with a silver coin later!"
Xu Lei suddenly stopped, smiled at Ye Yong, then turned around and walked away. Just after walking a few steps, he felt a strong wind blowing from his back, and then he felt a strong impact on his back. Xu Lei
He was immediately hit by the powerful impact and fell forward to the ground.
"Bah, do you know who I am? Do you know that no one in the entire Yas City dares to treat me like this? Who do you think you are? How dare you not give me face?" Ye Yong stood.
He yelled loudly next to Xu Lei who fell to the ground. He seemed to be still angry with the kick just now. Before Xu Lei could get up from the ground, he kicked Xu Lei again on the back.
Xu Lei only dared to feel a dull pain in his back. After a while, he struggled to get up from the ground. He lowered his head and patted the mud on his body. He gritted his teeth stubbornly to prevent tears from flowing out. In this school, like
It is common for students like him to be bullied, but what is slightly different from other bullied students is that Xu Lei has never shed a tear, even though he feels extremely wronged like everyone else.
At this moment, a few more people came from the side and heard voices. Xu Lei could tell that these people were also classmates in his class, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. The students in their temporary class all had trash with no exception.
For students from poor family backgrounds, their classmates may not necessarily help them, but they should at least comfort themselves with a few words.
"What happened to Master Ye Yong? Who offended you?" a voice asked urgently.
Ye Yong pouted at Xu Lei who was standing beside him, and cursed "untouchable!"
"Xu Lei? How could you offend Master Ye Yong?" A man walked up to Xu Lei. Xu Lei raised his head and looked at his classmates. He was about to say something, but he was suddenly punched in the face.
, and then fell to the ground again, followed by punches and kicks.
"You dare to offend Master Ye Yong, I think you are tired of living!" Several of Xu Lei's classmates surrounded Xu Lei who was lying on the ground and kicked him violently, while also swearing.
Ye Yong on the side sneered as he watched these untouchables jumping up and down and performing, with a hint of pride in his eyes, "Okay, stop it, you guys move these things to my dormitory, and give them to me later."
Two silver coins for you."
When the people who were beating Xu Lei heard this, they immediately stopped and rushed to help move the pile of Ye Yong's things.
"You untouchables, be careful and don't break it, otherwise you won't be able to afford the compensation even if I sell it!"
"Haha, okay Master Ye Yong, we will pay attention. Everyone, please be careful. Master Ye Yong's things are very precious."
Xu Lei felt like all the bones in his body were falling apart, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. His face was covered with blood mixed with soil. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the tears that wanted to burst out.
His hands were clenched tightly, trembling constantly.
"Hey, what's the matter? You've got your fists clenched, do you still want to hit me?" Ye Yong looked at the dirty untouchable in front of him playfully, took two steps forward, raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm standing right here
In front of you, feel free to take action, if you have the ability to hit me, it will be over for today, otherwise I will make you have nightmares every day!"
"Hahahaha, this guy who overestimates his own abilities still dares to clench his fist in front of Young Master Ye Yong. I really don't know how high the sky is. Master Ye Yong, if he can hit you, I will never be born to you!"
"
"Haha, that's right, doesn't he know that Master Ye Yong is a rare one-star warrior? He is really overestimating his abilities!"
Amid everyone's ridicule, Xu Lei slowly raised his fist, and suddenly raised it hard. Two handfuls of mud in his hands immediately flew away towards Ye Yong. Ye Yong was dressed in pure white and fine clothes.
It became speckled, and other people were more or less sprinkled with mud stained with blood.
"You are looking for death!" Ye Yong was furious. He raised one arm, and a faint light curtain appeared on his arm. A trident about three meters long appeared in Ye Yong's hand instantly.
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