Early in the morning, the sky had just turned white. Among the shadows, a person was already sweating in the martial arts field …
This was Tianfeng City, the main residence of the Ling Clan.
"Ha!"
A crisp shout tore through the dawn sky, and the youth's appearance could be seen clearly.
He looked to be around thirteen or fourteen years old. He was slightly tall and thin, and his skin showed an unhealthy color.
This was probably due to malnutrition. However, the youth had a heroic look. Although he couldn't be considered handsome, he definitely had the aura a martial artist should have.
It was just dawn, and the roosters in the courtyard hadn't crowed yet, not to mention the others. In such a large martial arts field, he was the only one practicing martial arts, sweating like rain.
"Grandfather said that the clumsy bird flies first. I'm not as good as others, so I should work ten times harder than others. I don't believe that I can't break through to the second layer of the Martial Vein! Today, those people laughed at me. Tomorrow, I'll make them dumbfounded! "
The youth's name was Ling Xiao. Originally, he had nothing to do with the Ling Clan.
About a year ago, in order to expand the clan's strength, the Ling Clan of Tianfeng City sent out invitations. Anyone with the surname Ling could participate in the Ling Clan's examination. Those with excellent results would be officially accepted into the Ling Clan.
He entered the Ling Clan because he passed the examination. At a young age, he followed his grandfather to beg for a living. Unexpectedly, because he picked up a broken cultivation method, he opened his Martial Vein and advanced to the first layer of the Martial Vein. He could be considered a genius.
Even the Ling Clan members who were in charge of the examination praised him.
However, Ling Xiao knew in his heart that all this was because of a sentence his grandfather said, "In this world, martial artists dominate. If you become a martial artist, we won't have to beg anymore."
From then on, he cultivated day and night. Even when he was begging, he didn't forget to cultivate. This was why he had such achievements.
Others thought he was a genius, but in reality, he was just cultivating more desperately than others.
After becoming a member of the Ling Clan, Ling Xiao and his grandfather moved into the house prepared by the Ling Clan. At this time, Ling Xiao was filled with anticipation for the future.
There was a girl called Ling Yu.
She wasn't from Tianfeng City's Ling Family, but her family background was very good.
In the past, when Ling Xiao went to her house to beg for food, this unruly young lady would always sneak out after her family went in, throw Ling Xiao's bowl to the ground, and then stomp on it a few times with her little leather boots made of high-quality materials.
At the same time, he added, "I'd rather give it to a dog than to you!"
However, after Ling Xiao had joined the Ling Clan, Ling Yu had viewed Ling Xiao in a new light. She had even taken the initiative to get close to Ling Xiao and befriend him. This filled Ling Xiao with a sense of pride. He was determined to walk further on the path of martial arts, determined to amaze the Ling Clan with a single brilliant feat.
However, while ideals were plentiful, reality was cruel.
A martial artist at the first level of the Martial Vein was just a drop in the ocean in the Ling Clan.
The Ling Clan of Tianfeng City was a clan with a population of over ten thousand. With the addition of the expansion this time, their population had already reached twenty to thirty thousand. They were practically the absolute overlords of Tianfeng City.
How could such a clan really look up to a martial artist at the first level of the Martial Vein?
They casually pulled out a maid or a servant, and they were all at the first level of the Martial Vein!
The young men and women of the same age in the Ling Clan all had very good foundations. They were all martial artists at the second level of the Martial Vein or above. Some had even reached the third level of the Martial Vein! The fourth level of the Martial Vein was an existence that Ling Xiao could only look up to.
Of course, if he could break through to the second level of the Martial Vein within a year, Ling Xiao might be able to be proud.
However, some things really couldn't be forced. Because the broken cultivation technique he picked up before conflicted with the Ling Clan's basic cultivation technique, he could only cultivate from the beginning.
Gradually, he was surpassed by many people who came with him.
And at this time, Ling Yu, whose attitude towards him had changed, once again became that high and mighty unruly young lady. This was because not only did she break through to the second level of the Martial Vein, she also hooked up with a genius disciple of the Ling Clan.
After recognizing the reality, Ling Xiao didn't collapse. On the contrary, he didn't forget how he came to the Ling Clan. Therefore, he cultivated even harder and more diligently. He swore that he would never be chased away by the Ling Clan. Otherwise, his grandfather, who he depended on for survival, would suffer again.
The Ling Clan's rule was that outer sect disciples who couldn't break through to the second level of the Martial Vein within a year would all be expelled. Otherwise, they would simply become servants of the Ling Clan.
At this time, there was only a month left until Ling Xiao entered the Ling Clan's one-year limit.
Hu! Ha!
The young man waved his arms, creating wind. The explosive sound from his mouth was filled with fighting spirit.
Ling Xiao knew what awaited him after a year, but he wouldn't give up. If he could cultivate to the first level of the Martial Vein from the beginning, he believed that he could cultivate to the second level of the Martial Vein.
Ling Xiao was currently cultivating the Ling Clan's foundational martial art — — "Barbaric Bull's Strength".
"Barbaric Bull's Strength" was the most common foundational martial art. It included cultivation methods and martial skills. Not only could it raise one's cultivation level, it could also be used in battle. It was considered one of the foundational martial arts that low level martial artists liked the most.
Because he had practiced this set of "Barbaric Bull's Strength" too many times, Ling Xiao actually had a natural feeling when he executed it. This meant that he was more suited to practicing martial arts.
Although this martial art was very common, it was also divided into levels — — Basic, Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced, and Peak!
Of the five levels, "Barbaric Bull's Strength" was only the most common foundational martial art.
This division of levels was naturally not for fun, but because the higher the level, the better the effects of the cultivation method and the stronger the martial skill.
Ling Xiao was only an outer sect disciple. He didn't even have the bloodline of the Ling Clan. In addition, he didn't display any outstanding talent, so he could only cultivate foundational martial arts. He didn't even have the qualifications to come into contact with basic martial arts.
"I feel like I'm about to break through, but I'm always stuck at the most crucial point. Sigh, if only I had a Breakthrough Pill."
After practicing for a long time, Ling Xiao took out a water bag and drank some water. In his heart, he thought about his own helplessness.
After nearly a year of observation, he finally understood that he wasn't inferior to anyone. It could even be said that because he was more hardworking, it was reasonable to say that his cultivation progress should be faster.
In fact, the problem still lay in the cultivation method and the pills.
The Ling Clan members and the outer sect disciples who had money either had a higher level of cultivation method or had the money to buy a Breakthrough Pill to help them break through.
Those disciples at the second level of the Martial Vein had basically all used a Breakthrough Pill.
This kind of pill wasn't too expensive and didn't have any side effects. However, Ling Xiao couldn't afford it. The Ling Clan provided him with food and drink, which was already the greatest benevolence. It was impossible for them to give him money.
"Scram, I already told you, trash. This is my exclusive land. You don't have the qualifications to cultivate here!"
When the sun had completely risen, it was already two hours later. Ling Xiao packed his things and prepared to leave because he didn't want to have a conflict with the Ling Clan members.
However, it was still too late.
A loud shout rang out. It was the Ling Clan's disciple, Ling Chong.
While speaking, Ling Chong even jumped onto the high platform and pushed Ling Xiao. Fortunately, Ling Xiao had been diligently cultivating, so although he didn't break through, his body was very strong. Although he looked weak, the strength in his thin and weak body wasn't small.
Ling Chong didn't push him. He was like an old tree rooted there.
"Ling Chong, I have no enmity with you. Why do you always humiliate me?"
Ling Xiao was angry in his heart. This wasn't the first time the other party had treated him like this.
"What a joke. You think I like to bully trash like you? It's just that your ears don't work. I already warned you not to cultivate here. Don't infect us with your trashy attitude."
Ling Chong looked at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with ridicule and amusement.
Yes, he did it on purpose. But so what? Among all the outer sect disciples who came in, only this Ling Xiao dared to not listen to him. If he didn't find trouble with Ling Xiao, who would he find trouble with?
The Ling Clan's disciples all had an innate sense of pride. They felt that the outer sect disciples who came in were just servants in name, and could be ordered around at will.
So almost all of the outer sect disciples had been bullied by the Ling Clan's disciples. However, some chose to remain silent, some chose to wag their tails and beg for pity. As for Ling Xiao, he chose to be neither servile nor overbearing.
Ling Xiao didn't want to cause trouble, but if he didn't train in the martial arts field, then he would have to go far to find a suitable martial arts field. He also had to take care of his grandfather, so he couldn't go too far.
"Ling Chong, you're really useless. You can't even push this outer sect brat off the martial arts field. How did you survive?"
"That's right. You're a martial artist at the second level of the Martial Vein realm. This brat is at the first level of the Martial Vein realm. You're not as strong as him?"
"Hurry up, Ling Chong. Drive this brat away. We still have to train."
Those who came with Ling Chong were either the Ling Clan's disciples or outer sect disciples who relied on the Ling Clan's disciples. In any case, they were all people who liked to watch a show.
After all, they didn't mind watching a show.
"Motherf * cker, you dare to look down on me? I'll slap this brat down right now and let him know what it means to be a martial artist!"
Ling Chong was provoked. He looked at Ling Xiao with contempt and suddenly slapped out, directly imprinting on Ling Xiao's chest.
"Is that enough?"
Ling Xiao's mouth overflowed with blood, but he didn't fall down, nor did he fly out.
He could use flying out to avoid harm, but he didn't want to. Once a person cowered, once they were afraid, they would develop this kind of bad habit.
He was unwilling!
"This brat! You're courting death! "Ling Chong was angry. He flew up and kicked Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Ling Chong was so scared that he hurriedly dodged. This kick missed and he flew out of the martial arts field.
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