The mansion of Yang Qian, the Duke of Zhen Guo, is located ten miles north of the capital city of Dazhou, with "Yan Mountain" at its back. The huge mansion covers an area of more than a thousand acres, with carved railings, jade masonry, and painted pillars, making it look like a palace.
A small palace.
In late spring, the vegetation on Yanshan Mountain has long been lush, and some tall seedlings have been planted in the Zhenguogong Mansion. The entire Zhenguogong Mansion is almost shrouded in dark green, with only some corners showing.
There are some traces of bricks and tiles.
In the early morning, there was a small mountain forest behind the Zhenguogong Mansion.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an open space in this mountain forest, a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old was naked, standing in a horse stance, punching constantly with both arms, and his fist hit the trunk of a small tree in front of him, making a "bang" sound.
"Bang" muffled sound.
Although this young man is not old and his body is a little thin, he has a certain determination on his face.
"Practice!" "Practice!" "Practice!"
The young man kept shouting in his mind, and the strength of his hands became stronger and stronger. The small tree trembled slightly from the young man's blow, and the leaves rustled.
boom!
I don’t know how many punches were thrown. The young man’s strength was exhausted. He staggered and fell forward. Even though he had no strength at all, the young man was not willing to fall down like this. He tried his best to hold his hands in front of him and gasped.
Rough...
"Why, after I practice so hard, my strength can only stay at the initial level of body tempering?"
"If I had the cultivation level of Qi refining, my aunt wouldn't treat me like that. Withholding my monthly salary and letting my brothers bully me, I can tolerate these things. But why, even my only maid, Xiaodi, has to do this?
Sold out, and even sold to the 'Yumo Tower', where they are used as prostitutes and allowed to be molested and played with..."
With his arms supporting his body, the young man lay on the ground, his chest rising and falling, his expression full of unwillingness and resentment.
This young man's name is Yang Shuo, and he is the son of Yang Qian, the Duke of Dazhou Town. To be precise, he is a bastard of the Yang family.
As a concubine of the Zhenguo Palace, although his status is very low, he is better than a slave after all. He can practice family martial arts, is also served by servants and maids, and has a lot of monthly silver to use every month. If he can master martial arts
If you show extremely high potential in life, your status in the family will rise sharply, and you can even surpass those of your legitimate sons.
However, Yang Shuo did not have such an opportunity.
Yang Shuo can clearly remember that when he was six years old, he was tested for martial arts qualifications in his family. His qualifications were the lowest "inferior"!
Those with inferior qualifications are least suitable for practicing martial arts.
In the Zhenguo Palace, disciples with high qualifications can obtain high-level exercises; but Yang Shuo's qualifications are only suitable for practicing the lowest-level exercises. In the end, Yang Shuo only obtained a low-level exercise "Manniu Jin"
》Come and practice.
With inferior qualifications and low-level skills, Yang Shuo's cultivation speed is naturally extremely slow.
The six realms of martial arts, body tempering, qi refining, martial artist, venerable, grand master, martial saint, Yang Shuo have been practicing for more than eight years, but they are still stuck at the lowest level of the preliminary body tempering. Other brothers and sisters in the family are in this
At this age, he has at least entered the level of Qi refining, but Yang Shuo is still far away from the intermediate level of body tempering. With such qualifications and potential, one can imagine his status in the family...
Usually, Yang Shuo lives in the most remote small courtyard of his family, with only one maid "Xiao Di" to serve him.
On weekdays, Yang Shuo could tolerate the oppression of Yang Shuo by his brothers and even his servants. It didn't matter to Yang Shuo if he occasionally deducted his monthly salary.
However, this time, his father went into seclusion and his aunt took charge of the housework. On the grounds that Yang Shuo "had passed the age of fourteen and no longer needed a maid," he sold Yang Shuo's only maid, Xiaodifa. And... she still sold it.
The famous brothel in the capital - Yumo Tower.
"Xiao Di is only twelve years old. She has been trained in Yumo Pavilion for two years. I'm afraid she will have to serve others with sex..."
Thinking of this, Yang Shuo couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart and clenched his fists suddenly.
Since his biological mother died of illness, his father has not even been seen once a year, and his half-brothers are not friendly. It can be said that Yang Shuo's only relative is this little maid who has served him since childhood and grew up with his childhood sweetheart.
At the age of fourteen, there may not be any love between a man and a woman.
But at least Yang Shuo treats Xiaodi as his biological sister!
But now, his sister has fallen into a pit of fire...
"Don't say that my father is in retreat now. Even if my father is not in retreat, if my aunt wants to sell my maid, my father will not stop it, right? In his eyes, I am just a waste, I can't compare to anyone, no one
They are all better than me..."
Father, will you care about yourself?
Yang Shuo knew that his father's eyes would always only stay on his talented brothers, but for Yang Shuo, his father didn't even look at him.
In the eyes of his biological father, he is just a waste. This feeling is hard to explain.
Everything is just because Yang Shuo has poor qualifications, low comprehension, and extremely slow cultivation speed. If he can easily cultivate to the level of Qi refining and show extremely high potential, he will have a certain status in the family, even if he is
My aunt doesn't like herself, but she won't treat her like this.
He couldn't even protect the people closest to him. Yang Shuo hated not only his aunt, but also his own uselessness...
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Shuo finally regained some strength and stood up reluctantly. In addition to hatred, there was also a touch of perseverance in his eyes.
"Two more years."
"Yumo Tower is the most romantic place in the capital. Many dignitaries often come in and out of it. The youngest singer, dancer and maidservant there are all fourteen years old. If Xiaodi hangs a sign in Yumo Tower, it will take almost two years.
After that, if I practice hard within two years and reach the Qi refining level, or even the martial arts master level, I will still have a chance!"
Thinking in his heart, a glimmer of hope arose in Yang Shuo's mind.
At the martial master level, they are considered masters in the entire Great Zhou. As for the Venerable, they are the masters among the masters; reaching the level of Grand Master is a figure who can establish a sect in the Great Zhou; and the Martial Saint is almost a legend.
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Once you reach the level of a martial artist, you will have a certain status and can become a guest in many families and forces. If you fall in love with a girl in Yumo Tower, it is not difficult to redeem her.
"Two years, at the martial arts master level, it may be difficult!"
"But no matter what, we can only give it a try!"
It took him eight years to reach the initial level of body tempering, but he wanted to enter the martial arts master level in two years. Yang Shuo also knew that this was undoubtedly a fantasy.
But even if there is only one in 10,000 chance, Yang Shuo will never give up and will give it a try!
"The technique I practiced before was the lowest level "Manniu Jin". With this technique, it is impossible to reach the level of a martial artist within two years. There are also many low-level techniques in the family library.
Maybe which one will be suitable for my practice and greatly increase my practice speed..."
After venting in this small mountain forest, Yang Shuo also calmed down.
Are your talents really "inferior"?
Yang Shuo did not believe in this evil. Yang Shuo believed that there was no worst aptitude, only the most unsuitable exercises. His so-called poor qualifications were just that he did not find suitable exercises and did not "teach students in accordance with their aptitude."
There are a large number of exercises in the library of Zhenguo Gongfu.
Although Yang Shuo has a low status and does not have access to mid-level or high-level skills, even if he can only have access to low-level skills, he might be able to find a low-level skill suitable for his practice. Although the chance is slim, Yang
Shuo knew that this was his only chance and he could never give up!
"Go to the Library Pavilion and look for the technique!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Shuo walked towards the Zhenguo Palace without hesitation.