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If you want to live better than others in this world, and if you want to have dignity, you must work hard to cultivate.

Tianwu Empire, Guyuan City, Qingtian Town.

In an icy cell, the strange smell pervades the air, the dampness after the rain plus the smell of blood that has dried up. The whole space was very dim, except for a few oil seals on both sides that shone faintly. It was blown by the wind, and two more lights were extinguished.

There is no daylight here all year round, and even the air is muddy. A normal person will not be able to stand it if he stays for a while, let alone a person who will not be able to get out of this place for the rest of his life. It turned out that it was not only the smell of dampness and blood, but also the smell of death.

A teenager who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, sat in a decadent cell, his dirty hair had not been washed in days, and he was wearing a white prison robe with the number 3203 written on the back, which was his number, and the people here had no names, only a string of nasty numbers. The boy's name is Ling Tian, and he is a child of a small family in Qingtian Town, who is studying martial arts at Qingtian Academy.

Ling Tian's Qingtian Academy is a middle school, Ling Tian, who has always been known as waste materials, has had a headache since he was a child, his father doesn't know how many doctors he has visited, he can't start, one night in the academy, Ling Tian passed out because of a headache, and he woke up and was caught here for some reason.

In this dim, damp and musty cell, the wind is howling, the cold wind makes people unable to sleep peacefully, the food they eat is abandoned by people to soak in cold water, and then eat that cold rice under the blowing of this cold and biting cold wind, it is simply not a human life, the prison clothes are thin and the wind penetrates, and the young man feels trembling all over.

"Why? Why? Over the years, I have put in no less effort and sweat than others, but why can't I get any strength? Now that I've been caught here for some reason, can I be unlucky? The boy muttered.

In the past few days, he has suffered the worst life in the world, and he has been awakened by the cool breeze at night many times, so he can only curl up in the corner and wait for the next time he will fall asleep at some point, and even if he falls asleep, he will wake up again with nightmares.

"I was bullied at school, and now I am caught here to suffer, and I think that there will be a blessing after the catastrophe." The young man scolded himself angrily, he was originally an earthling, and a car accident made him come to this world inexplicably.

On this continent, I grew up with hope for life, but I was hit again and again. Cultivating waste materials, eating and waiting for death, and not seeking progress have become synonymous with him.

Ling Tian didn't know why, no matter how hard he worked for more than ten years, he was lower than others, who said that if you pay, you will get something? Ling Tian angrily recalled the past. It's been a long time here, no one knows how long it has been, and there is an ordinary cell covering it above, and this prison can be said to be a day that will never see the sky, not to mention that the sunlight and ordinary light cannot enter.

"3203 You can come out, you are lucky, after these days of investigation it has been proven that you are innocent." At this time, the warden stood outside the cell door and looked around with disgust, and said to Ling Tian.

"You mean I can go home?" Ling Tian asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, no, no, I didn't say that, in a place like the prison, how can you come and go as you want? You're going to Prison No. 1 now. As soon as the warden finished speaking, Ling Tian became angry.

"Who said I wanted to come? I won't leave without explaining why I was arrested. Ling Tian glared at the warden angrily and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't care why you're arrested, come with me." The warden opened the door and ordered.

"I'm not leaving." Ling Tian gritted his teeth and said, where would Ling Tian, who had a stubborn temper since he was a child, easily shake his faith.

"I can't help you if you don't leave, come on, press him to Prison No. 1 for me." The warden shouted, and two people came from behind, grabbed Ling Tian from left and right, and dragged him out.

After passing through several checkpoints along the way, Ling Tian was thrown into a prison with a big number one written on it in the common script of the mainland.

"This man is handed over to you." The two said to the prison cell.

"Yes." The prison manager replied softly and led Ling Tian to a cell, where there were six fat and strong men, who knew at a glance that they were not good people, and looking at the scars on that person's body and covered with scars, they knew that they had experienced a lot of bloody storms.

"You'll live here in the future." After speaking, he opened the door and pushed Ling Tian inside.

It's much warmer here than the previous prison, and it's also very big inside, and there are several beds, not to mention that there are six big men living in it, or ten people living in it.

Ling Tian looked at his surroundings and suddenly found that the six big men were staring at him with cold eyes.

"New here? How much is the number? The big man at the head looked at Ling Tian and asked expressionlessly.

"3203." Although Ling Tian was in prison for the first time, he also understood that the people here liked to form gangs, and the people in front of him were obviously in a gang.

"Hehe, you went to Prison No. 1 at such a young age, there is a kind of, what did you do?" Dahan sneered and asked again.

"Nothing happened." Ling Tian replied truthfully.

"How did you get in if you didn't do anything?" Dahan obviously didn't believe what Ling Tian said.

"How do I know?" Ling Tian was already in an irritable mood and said unhappily.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, these have nothing to do with me, from now on, you just need to remember, you have to listen to each of us, here is to rely on strength to speak, if you don't obey anyone, you will defeat him, if you don't have the strength, you will be honest and be a man for me, call me Brother Tiger in the future, and you will be my person in the future." Brother Hu's face froze, and he talked to Ling Tian about the rules.

"Yes." Ling Tian understood that he couldn't be their opponent, the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, so he endured it first.

"Well, it's good to understand, you can knock my legs on the legs." Brother Tiger lifted his legs and lay them flat on the bed and said to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian looked at Brother Tiger's fat legs, where was he willing, he had only heard that he would be bullied in prison before, but he didn't expect it to be so miserable, isn't this no different from his subordinates? Although Ling Tian is known as a waste material, he also has a heart for martial arts, neither humble nor arrogant, not afraid or afraid, sometimes there is no need for conflict, forbearance for a while, Ling Tian will, to bully himself to do what his subordinates do before he fights, it is simply too much.

"What? Don't want to? Okay, I'm here to see if you have the ability not to be a man on your stomach, bald, you go and clean him up. Brother Tiger looked at Ling Tian and said with some anger after watching Ling Tian not move for a long time, and a man with strong limbs and no hair on his head stood up and walked towards Ling Tian.

"Boy, here you rely on your fists to speak, according to the rules, newcomers have to try their skills when they come." The bald man said to Ling Tian with ill intentions, Ling Tian knew at a glance that his cultivation could not be high.

"Come on." Ling Tian said and set up a formation, this was in line with Ling Tianyi, even if he knew that the hope of winning was very slim, Ling Tian had to give it a try, defeating without a fight was not the martial arts heart that a cultivator should have.

"You kid really dare to fight me?" The bald man watched Ling Tian set up a formation, and immediately became angry, and threw a punch that was extremely powerful in terms of momentum and strength.

"Martial artist junior?" Ling Tian muttered and flashed to the side, a full blow of this strength was not something Ling Tian could withstand.

There is no way to directly see through the strength of others in this continent, and you can only judge according to your breath and power at the moment of your move.

The bald man missed the blow and turned around and swung his fist at Ling Tian again, this punch forced Ling Tian into a corner, the prison was so big, the fighting displacement field was too small.

Looking at the bald man who had forced himself into a corner, Ling Tian had no choice but to use his strongest killing move martial art, the Explosive Palm.

Condensed all the energy in his palm and slapped it out towards the fist in front of him, and the air flow swirled in Ling Tian's palm to form a shock wave.

Peng-----

Ling Tian's martial arts were extraordinary, he took the bald man with a punch, and Ling Tian, who took two steps back and leaned against the wall, showed a cold sweat on his face, he thought that he could repel the bald man, but he didn't expect the other party to be unscathed, the strength of his seven-star cyclone was still too poor compared to the martial artist.

The bald man sneered, stepped forward and punched Ling Tian hard in the face, his back against the wall Ling Tian couldn't dodge, and his face was blood-red when he was directly hit by the bald man.

"Hmph, take it, right? Some newcomers just don't clean up. The bald monster said with a smile.

"Phew." Ling Tian covered his red and swollen face, spit out bloody phlegm and did not speak.

Seeing Ling Tian spitting on the ground, the bald man thought that Ling Tian was not convinced, and immediately became angry, pressed Ling Tian to the ground, punched and kicked hard, Ling Tian was not an opponent, and had no choice but to hold his head and endure the beating.

"Convincing or not?" The bald man stomped on Ling Tian's back and asked.

"Not convinced." Ling Tian roared angrily, being beaten so badly that Ling Tian was extremely angry in his heart.

"Grass ni, little mongrel, playing tricks with Lao Tzu." The bald man was not convinced when he heard it, and stepped on it

Ling Tian's head slammed down on his head. Ling Tian was lying on the ground, his eyes were a little scarlet, it didn't matter if he was beaten, he had been bullied since he was a child anyway, but when he heard the bald man scolding his mother, a burst of blood suddenly surged up his head.

Since he was a child, he has been a waste of cultivation, and he has suffered from the cold words of his family, only his parents will never abandon him, and he is willing to protect himself and give himself a piece of warmth. Cao Ni, these three words were repeated in Ling Tian's mind, his eyes became more and more scarlet, and the bald man who kept trampling on his dignity on his body stepped on his head with his feet in a hideous manner.

"I'm fighting with you." Ling Tian suddenly got up, grabbed the bald man and swung it away.

Swing it away with all your might.