Early in the morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten, but the entire Sun Feather City was still in the darkness before dawn … …
Sun Feather City, Zhao family.
Teng!
Reflexively, the teenager lifted the warm blanket and jumped off the bed. He put on his clothes and washed up. All of his actions were done in one go.
At this time, most of the clan's disciples and even some servants were still asleep … …
The young man was thirteen or fourteen years old, his body was slightly thin, and his face was white and tender. Although he wasn't very handsome, he was very pleasing to look at.
Especially his eyes, which were bright and full of spirit, flashing with fighting spirit: "If I can hold on for a while longer, I will be able to break through to the second rank of the Martial Path and make those people from the Zhao family shut up."
The young man's name was Zhao Feng.
Half a year ago, with his outstanding performance, he entered the Zhao family from the Zhao family of Qingye Town.
In the Zhao family of Qingye Town, he was one of the most outstanding youths of his age, and was the first to reach the first rank of the Martial Path. From then on, he left the realm of ordinary people and stepped into the door of the Martial Path.
At that time, the elders in the town all praised his talent, and said that his future was immeasurable.
His family, his parents, all had high hopes for him.
But only Zhao Feng knew that he had put in much more effort than his peers to become a genius of Qingye Town … …
The Zhao family of Qingye Town was one of the branches of the Zhao family, and every five years, they would receive two recommendations to enter the main clan.
Together with Zhao Feng, there was also a girl from the same clan, "Zhao Xue", who had reached the first rank of the Martial Path two months later than him.
When he left Qingye Town, Zhao Feng was full of fighting spirit, and he was determined to go to the Zhao family and show off his skills.
However, when Zhao Feng entered the Zhao family, he realized that he was a frog at the bottom of a well … …
In terms of scale, the Zhao family of Qingye Town only had a population of a hundred, and there were only seven or eight youths of the same age.
On the other hand, the Zhao family was a large clan with tens of thousands of people. They controlled large amounts of land, mines, and other resources. Compared to the Green Leaf Village branch family, they were more than a hundred times stronger!
In the Green Leaf Village Branch Family, he was considered an outstanding person, even a genius … But when he arrived at the Zhao clan, he was an existence at the bottom, a lowly outer disciple!
Many youths of the same age in the Zhao family had reached the second rank of the Martial Path, and some of the more talented ones had even reached the third rank. It was rumored that some of the geniuses in the family had a terrifying cultivation of the fourth stage of the Martial Path …
Faced with this reality, Zhao Feng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, and he understood how ignorant and insignificant he was.
In addition, "Zhao Xue", who also came from Green Leaf Town, was a pretty girl. After entering the Zhao family, she gradually drifted away from him and got together with one of the top three outer disciples of the family.
Back then, when Zhao Xue was in Green Leaf Town, she was full of admiration for Zhao Feng. But at that time, Zhao Feng was completely focused on cultivation, and his mind was muddled, so he didn't respond.
Since then, Zhao Feng, who was deeply stimulated, worked even harder to cultivate.
He once swore that he would definitely win a place in the Zhao family, and in Sun Feather City.
Otherwise, he would never return to Green Leaf Town!
… …
After washing up, Zhao Feng took a deep breath, and quickly walked towards the family's martial practice field.
Ha! Ha! … …
Zhao Feng was half squatting in a horse stance, and his fists were faintly emitting wind as he practiced the Zhao family's classic martial art — — "Flaming Metal Fist".
"Flaming Metal Fist" was only a basic martial art, but Zhao Feng practiced it meticulously, skillfully, and smoothly.
In the secular world, normal martial arts were divided into five levels: basic, low, middle, high, and peak.
Basic martial arts were the lowest level, and mainly focused on tempering the body, strengthening blood and Qi, but their killing power was limited.
Generally speaking, the higher the level of the martial art, the more powerful it would be, and the better the effect of cultivation.
But with Zhao Feng's status as a branch family disciple, and his lack of talent, it was hard for him to come into contact with higher level martial arts.
"I've been stuck at the peak of the 1st rank of the Martial Path for a long time, and I still need some time to break through to the 2nd rank."
After practicing for a long time, Zhao Feng was drenched in sweat, and his breathing was rapid.
Zhao Feng's talent wasn't bad, but the reason why he couldn't catch up to the main disciples of the Zhao clan was because they had a higher level cultivation method. Their family was rich, and they could use some precious elixirs to increase their cultivation speed.
It was said that some of the Zhao clan disciples had used precious elixirs to strengthen their bodies, and before the age of ten, they had successfully broken through to the 1st rank of the Martial Path, and they had a unique advantage.
At the starting line, Zhao Feng was too far behind them.
Half an hour later, the sun slowly rose from the horizon.
On the martial practice field, more and more disciples of the Zhao family appeared, talking, laughing, and playing.
When some of the Zhao Clan disciples saw Zhao Feng, their expressions suddenly turned cold, and they even showed some disdain and disdain.
This kind of attitude wasn't only directed at Zhao Feng.
The main disciples of the Zhao clan had always been a little 'xenophobic', and they looked down on disciples from the branch family.
In front of the branch family disciples, they had an inexplicable sense of superiority!
When Zhao Feng was slightly dazed, a wind whistled behind him, "Little jinx! Stop right there! "
Pa!
A hand that was as hard as iron slapped his shoulder.
"It's you …"
Zhao Feng staggered, and he almost fell. Luckily, his foundation was solid, and he stabilized his body.
The person who came was a black-clothed youth, strong and muscular, with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. There was a trace of playfulness in his eyes as he looked down on Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Kun! What is the meaning of this? "
Zhao Feng's face was filled with anger.
When he first came to the Zhao family, Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun had a conflict. The reason was because Zhao Kun mocked and looked down on the branch family disciples, and Zhao Feng was dissatisfied and talked back.
Zhao Kun was a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Since then, he often found trouble with Zhao Feng, and thought of all kinds of ways to humiliate him.
"Zhao Kun! With your strength, if you can't take down this branch family disciple in ten moves, then it'll be too boring! "
"Ten moves? Zhao Kun has already cultivated to the peak of the second stage of the Martial Path. I think three moves is enough to deal with that kid. "
"Three moves? I'm afraid it won't be easy to fight him head on! "
Some of the Zhao Clan disciples nearby looked like they were watching a good show.
Most of them wanted to see the world in chaos, and they egged him on.
"Three moves? Hahaha … "Zhao Kun threw his head back and laughed, and his face was full of disdain," You guys have underestimated me, Zhao Kun! I only need one move to defeat this kid! "
Only one move!
The disciples present were in an uproar, and many of them were shocked.
"One move?"
Zhao Feng's eyebrows twitched, and his face changed slightly. Anger rose in his heart.
There was a difference of one stage between him and Zhao Kun, and if Zhao Kun performed well, it was indeed possible for him to defeat him in three moves.
But one move …
That was a blatant insult!
Facing Zhao Kun's provocative gaze, Zhao Feng quickly calmed down, "I can't fall for his trick. Even if I can survive one move, I'll still be humiliated."
In the past half a year in the Zhao family, he had suffered a lot of losses, and he had gradually learned to endure.
"Today's cultivation is quite tiring. Let me rest for a few days, and I'll spar with you again."
Zhao Feng's face was expressionless as he turned around and left.
His performance caused Zhao Kun and the other youths of the same age to be slightly stunned.
"Good kid, I'll let you off today, but the next time we meet, don't forget today's' One Move Pact '."
Zhao Kun's eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness and cunning.
One Move Pact?
Zhao Feng's heart jumped. It seemed like Zhao Kun was not willing to let him off.
"I must break through to the second stage of the Martial Path as soon as possible, only then can I fight with Zhao Kun."
Zhao Feng's heart was pressing.
After leaving the martial arts field, Zhao Feng returned home.
Ever since Zhao Feng entered the Zhao family, his parents in the town also "benefited" from it, and also entered the Zhao family.
This should have been the glory of his parents.
But Zhao Feng had always been a little ashamed. His performance in the Zhao family had disappointed his parents, and also let down the expectations of the elders in Green Leaf Town …
"You're back."
A calm and slightly weathered man walked out.
It was Zhao Feng's father, Zhao Tianyang.
"Feng 'er, come and eat!"
His mother, Zhao clan, with a face full of love, brought out the food from the kitchen.
Every time he returned home, Zhao Feng could only feel the warmth.
"Thank you, mother … It's really delicious!"
Zhao Feng gulped down the food, and his words were a little slurred.
During the meal, Zhao Tianyang and Zhao clan did not speak, as if they wanted to say something.
"Father, Mother, you two are …"
Zhao Feng found that his parents' expression was a little solemn, as if they had something to say.
Zhao Tianyang and his wife looked at each other, and let out a long sigh.
"Let me say it, not long ago, the higher-ups of the clan sent a message."
Zhao Tianyang slightly paused.
"The higher-ups of the clan?"
Zhao Feng was a little puzzled.
Zhao Tianyang's expression was solemn: "There is a new rule in the clan: if a branch family disciple cannot break through to the second rank of the martial path, then they will not have the right to participate in the" Clan Martial Meet "; if … before the age of fifteen, they cannot reach the third rank of the martial path, then they will be sent back to their original branch family."
What!
Zhao Feng's heart thumped, and his expression changed greatly.
The clan martial meet was a chance for all the youths of the clan to compete. If one ranked higher, then in addition to the generous rewards, there was also the chance to become an inner disciple, and be trained by the clan.
Therefore, the clan martial meet was a chance for all the outer disciples to become a carp leaping through the dragon's gate.
If they lost the right to participate in the clan martial meet, it was the same as being abandoned by the clan!
But what made Zhao Feng's heart cold was the last rule: before the age of fifteen, if they cannot reach the third rank of the martial path, then they will be sent back to their original branch family.
"No, this is absolutely not possible …"
Zhao Feng's voice trembled, and his fists clenched.
Whether it was him or his parents, they did not have the face to return to the Green Leaf Village branch family.
"This rule is specifically for branch family disciples."
His mother, Zhao clan's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction.
"Father, mother, don't worry. I will definitely train harder, and before the clan martial meet, I will break through to the second rank of the martial path."
Zhao Feng clenched his teeth, and his voice trembled slightly.
"There are still two months until the clan meet, and the registration needs to be a month in advance. If you want to break through to the second rank of the martial path within a month, I'm afraid it won't be easy. "
Zhao Tianyang shook his head.
Only a month?
Zhao Feng's expression dimmed, as if he had fallen into the abyss.
If it was two months, and he worked even harder, then he might have a twenty to thirty percent chance.
But to break through to the second rank of the martial path in a month, he had no confidence at all!
After a long period of silence.
Zhao clan lightly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and softly said: "Feng 'er, no matter if you succeed or fail, we will always be proud of you … At most, we will return to Green Leaf Village, as long as you live a peaceful life."
"That's right! When we return to Green Leaf Village, you will still be one of the top disciples of the Zhao family. Rather be the head of a chicken, than the tail of a phoenix! "
Zhao Tianyang nodded his head in agreement.
As parents, they all wished for their children to live a peaceful life, even if it was a bit ordinary …
Return to Green Leaf Village?
"No!"
Zhao Feng shook his head violently: "I don't want to return to Green Leaf Village and live a mediocre life!"
He once swore: I will definitely win a place in the Zhao family, and make a name for myself in Sun Feather City.
In his heart, he yearned for the ninth rank of the martial path, the peak of the martial path, and the outside world …
How could he just give up and go back like this?
Zhao Feng forcefully held back the tears from the corner of his eyes, and with a roar, he rushed out of the house.
"Feng 'er! Don't be stubborn … "
His parents hurriedly called out to him.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sound of thunder exploded in the sky, and it started to rain heavily outside.
Zhao Feng felt extremely sullen, and with a long roar, he ran in the rain.
At this time, the sky was filled with flashes of lightning, and the youth's face was flickering between light and dark.
"Not good!"
Zhao Feng only felt a sense of pressure, and when he looked up, he was extremely shocked.
In his entire life, he had never seen such a vast amount of lightning. It was so dense that it looked like a spider web.
In a short instant, the lightning above his head seemed to be affected by some kind of power, and it seemed to distort and collapse along with the space around it.
Whoosh — —
A faint black light flashed across the endless sky.
It passed through the dense lightning, causing ripples, and it was as beautiful as a dream.
It was unimaginable what kind of existence this "faint black light" was, and it was able to ignore the power of nature's lightning.
Poof!
Zhao Feng only felt his feet go numb, and his hair and clothes were burnt black. The rumbling sound stopped in his ears.
The entire world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence.
"This is …"
His face was pale, and he looked at the strange black bead under his feet. It was like an eyeball, and it was formed by the faint black light.
Thump! Thump …
The eyeball-shaped black bead seemed to have a life of its own. It gave off a frequent beating sound, and it "looked" at Zhao Feng.
For some reason, the rhythm of the "eyeball" beating seemed to perfectly match his heartbeat, and it gave Zhao Feng a feeling of familiarity.
He faintly heard some kind of calling.
"Could it be that this thing is alive?"
He held his breath, and his face was alert and guarded.
However, before he could do anything.
Poof!
The eyeball-shaped black bead turned into a shadow, and it pierced into Zhao Feng's left eye.
"Ah …"
Zhao Feng screamed and fainted.
The moment before he fainted, he only had one thought: It's over … I'm blind!
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