Chapter 1: A Genius Boy
Chapter 1: A Genius Boy
Tian Yuan City was an inconspicuous small city in the Holy Demon Continent, but now this small city was particularly dazzling. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info[Burn^Text^Library][]. [774] [buy]. []γFor more exciting novels, please visitγ
And all this light comes from a young man named Lin Feng.
At noon, the sun is blazing!
However, the surroundings of Tianyuan City Square have been surrounded by water, and at a glance, the black and pressed heads have gathered into a sea of ink.
In the center of the square is a square ring, on the ring there is a wooden tower about nine zhang high, and at the highest point of the wooden tower there is a colorful glass ball shining brightly.
In the past ten years in Tianyuan City, all the genius boys have gathered in this quartet ring. And their eyes all shone with a greedy gleam, staring at the colorful glass ball at the top of the wooden tower.
A crisp bell sounded slowly, and then only the old and strong voice was heard, which spread to every corner of the square.
"Tianyuan City's triennial elite martial arts competition has officially begun!"
As the shouts fell, the more than 100 genius teenagers all moved like rabbits, aiming at the colorful glass beads on the wooden tower.
Just when the pride of the sky and the saintess were in full swing, the discussions of the onlookers also rang out one after another.
"That is Wang Long, a genius boy of the Wang family, who is as fast as a tiger, I am afraid that only the genius Lin Feng is his opponent!"
"The son of the City Lord's Mansion is born with divine power, a pair of iron fists can break stones and collapse mountains, if Lin Feng didn't participate, I'm afraid he would be a sure thing!"
"Hurry up and look, the new generation of leaders of the Liu family, Liu Feiyang, is so brilliant in swordsmanship, and his body is also elegant like a ghost, I'm afraid only Lin Feng can compete with him!"
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Just when these Tianjiao heard everyone's discussion and felt indignant, there was another burst of even more sensational and loud shouts from the crowd.
"Look, Lin Feng, a rare Tianzhong wizard in Tianyuan City in a hundred years, is here!"
With a burst of exclamations from everyone, a young man in a green shirt who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, stepped into the air with a sword and landed firmly in the center of the ring.
This young man in green shirts is the legend of Tianyuan City, Lin Feng!
Lin Feng glanced at everyone coldly, and in his clear eyes, a trace of confidence flashed, pointing his sword at the sky, and shouted word by word: "This colorful glass bead is my Lin Feng's!" β
Wang Jiatianjiao Wang Long snorted coldly and shouted, "Lin Feng, you are really arrogant enough. If you want this colorful glass bead, pass me first! β
Before the words fell, I saw Wang Lung swinging his sword through the air, like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing straight to the forest wind.
However, Lin Feng didn't have the slightest intention of moving, just stood quietly in place.
When Wang Lung's scimitar approached Lin Feng's distance of three feet, he saw a dazzling sword shadow, slashing through the air.
After the crisp sound of "bang" sounded, Wang Lung's entire body had already flown upside down, his body's center of gravity was unstable, and he stumbled and fell to the ground quite embarrassed.
How Lin Feng came out with the sword, except for a very small number of older figures, almost no one could see clearly. Almost everyone's faces showed a look of great surprise.
At this time, several other genius teenagers saw such an incredible scene, and they all looked at each other. After glancing at each other, I don't know who shouted: "Let's go together, after defeating Lin Feng, let's go and compete for the colorful glass beads!" β
As long as the teenager who is crowned with the halo of genius has a strong self-esteem in his heart, at least he will disdain to bully more and less.
But at this moment, they didn't hesitate at all, and almost all of them made a move at the first time.
Because their opponent this time is the myth of the younger generation of Tianyuan City, Lin Feng!
Facing the siege of the genius young men in almost the entire Tianyuan City, Lin Feng did not have the slightest fear on his expression, he just frowned slightly.
When everyone came up, they saw Lin Feng's toes touching the ground slightly, like a dragonfly dotting water, jumping into the air. Then the figure rotated, and the sword was like rain, killing in all directions.
The pride of heaven and the saints who surrounded them, no one dared to step forward to compete with them, and they retreated one after another.
Then I saw Lin Feng pull out three sword flowers in the air, swing his sword and slash out, forcing all the people who stood in the way to retreat.
Seeing that there was no one standing in the way in front of him, Lin Feng no longer entangled with them, and his figure was like a white crane with bright wings, stepping into the air and walking up the wooden tower.
When he flew to the top of the tower, Lin Feng picked up his long sword, held the colorful glass beads tightly in the palm of his hand, raised them high, and shouted to the people below: "This colorful glass beads belong to me Lin Feng!" β
At that moment, Lin Feng stood in the sky above Tianyuan City, enjoying the envious and even adoring gazes of others, and the pride in his heart was overflowing.
However, just as Lin Feng was about to jump off the wooden tower, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a trace of strangeness in the sky.
When he looked up, he only felt a flash of light in front of him, and then his whole person, like a leaf falling in the wind, fell from the top of the tower.
Seeing the scene of Lin Feng suddenly falling from the top of the tower, everyone in the audience was in an uproar.
When Lin Feng's father saw this scene, his expression immediately darkened, and he shouted urgently: "Feng'er! β
Before the voice was completely shouted, he had already flown out of the air, holding Lin Feng, who was about to fall to the ground, in his arms, and kept shouting: "Feng'er, Feng'er, what's wrong with you?" β
When Lin Feng opened his eyes again, he already found that he was already lying in the room.
Looking at the mountain-like back, Lin Feng shouted in a weak voice: "Dad, what's wrong with me?" β
Lin Yunwei saw his son wake up, his brows like a chain of irons, he immediately stretched out, and asked with concern: "Feng'er, how do you feel now, is there anything uncomfortable?" β
Lin Feng paused for a moment, and on top of his always calm expression, a ripple of panic suddenly rippled.
Lin Yunwei saw that his son's reaction was so big, and asked with some worry: "Feng'er, what's wrong?" β
Lin Feng replied incoherently: "Dad, how can my cultivation ......?"
Lin Yunwei also realized that something might have happened at this time, and asked eagerly: "Feng'er, what's wrong, what's wrong with your cultivation?" β
Lin Feng replied squeaked: "What...... Why are they all gone......"
Hearing this, Lin Yunwei's expression also changed suddenly, and he immediately stretched out his palm and pressed it on Lin Feng's back. After a while, his brows, which had just been stretched, were tightly frowned again, and his mouth kept repeating: "How is this possible? β
Then Lin Yunwei tried several times, but the result was still the same, his face was gloomy, like a completely fallen star.
Seeing his father's expression like this, Lin Feng on the bed, vaguely, felt an ominous premonition, and hurriedly asked in a trembling voice: "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with me, why is my cultivation ......?"
Without waiting for Lin Huan to finish speaking, Lin Yunwei gently patted him on the shoulder and comforted him with concern: "Feng'er, it's okay, everything will pass." β
After finishing speaking, Lin Yunwei stood up slightly, and after a long sigh, he slowly walked out of the room.
Looking at his father's distant figure, the feeling of uneasiness in Lin Feng's heart became stronger and stronger, and he repeated in a trembling voice:
"No, no, this is impossible, it is absolutely impossible, I am the first day genius of Tianyuan City, how can I become a waste......"
However, Lin Feng tried more than a dozen times in a row, and the result was still the same, a little spiritual power had just gathered in his body, and before he could get excited, it was like seeing the clouds of the sun, diffusing again.
Suddenly, Lin Feng seemed to have been drained of his soul, slumped on the bed, his face was not dead, and his eyes, which were clear and deep, bright and could compete with the stars, also dimmed in an instant at this time, and he could not see a trace of vitality fluctuations.
"It's over, I'm a piece of waste!"
Since that time, Lin Feng has completely fallen on the first day of Tian Yuan City, and his cultivation has also descended into the abyss.
The news spread in Tianyuan City, and it spread widely.
Some people say that Lin Feng did something wrong in his previous life, and this time God wants to punish him, and he did it deliberately.
Some people also said that Lin Feng's martial arts qualifications were rare for ten thousand years, and even the heavens were jealous of him, so he specially let him fall into a waste.
There were even people who pulled Lin Feng's mother, whom he had never met, and said a lot of false reasons......
However, no matter what the reason was, it did not change the fact that on the first day of Tianyuan City, Lin Feng had completely fallen, which made people sigh.
It was also since then that people's attitude towards him has taken a 180-degree turn. From the previous awe, stammering, to blowing, ridiculing, and even insulting.
Some people who have had grievances with him often say "waste is long, waste is short", and once they saw him, they made fun of him sarcastically.
Even so, Lin Feng's stubborn heart still didn't stop beating. Every time, he endured it, clenched his fists tightly, locked himself in the room, and began to cultivate day and night......
"If you fall, you must get up, I, Lin Feng, will never give in to fate. Even if the sky is going to kill me, I dare to go against the sky! β
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