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A spacious room, a dark-skinned young man lying on his back on a soft bed, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man slowly opened his eyes, and his body was still motionless.

He stared at the ornate chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, and a bitter smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

Why didn't he die?

Why can't you die when you pass out after being beaten?

What's the point of living like this?

In this world where the strong are respected, as long as you are strong enough, any power in front of you must bow down to you, even the supreme imperial power!

In such a world, what is the point of living as a waste material like yourself?

What about the father?

The young man thought about it a lot, and after a long time, he finally sighed deeply, his bitter smile gradually disappeared, and he muttered in disbelief: "If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future." ”

"Where is Houfu?"

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The land of China is respected by martial arts.

Even if countless worlds have been fused, even if a high degree of civilization has been developed, the habit of martial arts has not changed.

It's a world where strength is everything.

If you want to become a martial arts powerhouse, in addition to superior talent, you also need to have an incomparably tenacious and strong will.

Nothing can be done casually!

The young man has no talent and no will, and he is still only a third-grade martial artist in his twenties, such a realm, placed in the family, anyone will look down on him.

If he hadn't been born in a long house, he would have been kicked out of the family a long time ago.

However, even if he was born in a long house, he will still be sneered at, and he will still make people stumble.

The reason is simple, he is in the way of others.

If it weren't for him, there would be no queen in the long house, and the ancestors would have chosen another head of the family long ago.

The young man lying on the bed suddenly frowned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help moaning after gritting his teeth for a long time.

He only felt that his soul was shaking violently as if he had been struck by lightning.

Not long after the young man whispered, his eyes went dark, and he was unconscious again.

I don't know how long later, the young man opened his eyes again, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a slight throbbing and heart-pounding feeling from the depths of his soul.

As if something was going to come out.

It was as if something was going to take possession of the flesh.

The young man's face changed and changed, and he sat up with difficulty, and a wry smile appeared on his face again.

After sitting cross-legged, he slowly closed his eyes and began to exhale, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, refining his body, and nourishing his soul.

The young man actually knew very well in his heart that this was all useless work, otherwise he would not still be a third-rank martial artist after fifteen or six years after reaching the three-rank realm after he had all the cultivation resources.

It didn't last long before the young man stopped cultivating and let out a breath of turbidity.

He felt a pang of relief all over his body, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart, but unfortunately it was nothing more than that.

The young man slowly got out of bed, moving faster and faster, and finally he did not look seriously injured at all, suppressed his surprise, and walked out of the room to the familiar courtyard.

Stakes, sandbags, dumbbell barbells...... Whether it's practicing or exercising, the equipment has everything.

The young man stood in the courtyard and breathed in the fresh air, and he was deeply touched by the rebirth.

The young man walked to the stake and began to practice the family heirloom of the dragon tree.

Suddenly the fist wind whistled all around, cutting through the air.

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

"Hey!"

The young man's mouth let out a loud shout, sinking his waist, tucking his abdomen, and punching, and the fist of the so-called regrettable dragon hit the wooden stake like a meteor, making a huge rumbling sound, and sawdust splashed everywhere.

The young man looked at his hand in disbelief.

The wooden stake that has been refined with a secret method can only be broken by a fifth-grade martial artist!

The young man was stunned for a moment and was a little surprised, is it already a six-rank martial artist?

The reason why it is called waste and is looked down upon by other families is because it has not been able to break the five products for a long time!

The lower five grades, the middle three grades, and the upper two grades.

The people of the other families, after having the cultivation resources of the family, which one of them didn't quickly break through the lower five grades? Even if it was a medicine pile-up, they would already be among the middle three grades, even if it was the lowest sixth rank martial artist in the middle three grades!

The young man only practiced the boxing skills in the dragon spectrum, but he has always stayed in the third grade, and it is because of this that he has always been ridiculed by others.

The young man looked at his hands blankly, as if they had changed!

Is it because of that strange feeling in my heart?

"Ran'er!"

A voice came suddenly.

I saw that there was an extra middle-aged man in the courtyard at some point.

This person has a slender body and a powerful aura, somewhat similar to a young man.

The young man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, bent down and clenched his fists, and said respectfully: "Father!"

The middle-aged man suppressed the excitement in his heart, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Ran'er, are you...... Hello!!"

The young man called Ran Er was dying when he was sent back three days ago, his life was hanging by a thread, and he had been in a coma for three days, and even the hospital pronounced him dead, so they could arrange the funeral.

The middle-aged man has lost hope, and has even begun to prepare for his future, planning to step down as the head of the family, and planning to find a planned successor for the family.

But at this moment......

The middle-aged man looked at the young man with surprise and joy, and then looked at the sawdust scattered all over the ground and the wooden stake that only left the base, and his heart was really excited.

The young man looked at his father's appearance, his heart was full of feelings, and he bent down and whispered: "Yes, father, I am already well, and it seems, it seems to be ......"

"Good! good!"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man, and a glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes.

A blessing in disguise.

Waiting for him to die, the brothers who thought that he handed over the position of head of the family would be disappointed when they saw that Ran Er was not dead, right?

Seeing Ran'er's current appearance, he must be ...... Must be desperate, right?

The young man suddenly shrank his body and looked at the middle-aged man with admiration.

The eight-rank powerhouse, even the aura emitted is enough to make people chill.

From six to eight, although there is only a difference of two products, there is a world of difference!

Five to six is a chasm that is difficult to cross, and seven to eight is a moat.

From ancient times to the present, how many people have stopped at the seven grades in their lives.

"Ran'er, who did it?"

The middle-aged man asked with a gloomy face, he wanted to make sure what was in his heart.

The young man hesitated a little, and only after a long time did he say, "Father, I'm fine, I don't need to pursue it." ”

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, but he was also very pleased.

Except for the eldest and third who are complicit, who dares to attack the eldest grandson of the Ren family?

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Tomorrow I will have a clan meeting with me, I want to see how they can abolish my family master!"

The middle-aged man is called Ren Xingyi, and he is the contemporary head of the Ren family.

The Ren family, calling for wind and rain in Jeju, no one dares to provoke them...... Except for infighting.

Because the only son, Ren Ran, has no talent for cultivation, even if he exhausts his resources, he is still only a mere three grades, and he has been under pressure.

The brothers of the family are all coveting the position of the head of the family for this reason, and have been encouraging the elders of the family to re-elect the head of the family.

The family has given Ren Ran many opportunities, and Ren Xingyi has also taken Ren Ran to visit many famous doctors, but talent is talent, and it cannot be made up for by hard work.

Three days ago, Ren Ran was injured and his life was in critical condition.

Ren Xingyi knew who did it, as long as Ren Ran died, it would be the last straw that broke the camel's back, and he would no longer have any reason to be nostalgic for the position of the head of the family.

Just now......

Ren Xingyi put his hands behind his back, looked at the sawdust on the ground, and then looked at Ren Ran's thin figure and slowly walked into the back mountain bamboo forest.