When An Xiaoyu woke up, he found himself lying on the bluestone street, surrounded by laughter, sighs, and discussions.

Barely opening his red and swollen eyes, An Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, the familiar modern streets, high-rise buildings, cars, and subways were gone, replaced by ancient pavilions, low shops, wooden plaques, sedan chairs, and carriages.

The people around him are no longer wearing jeans, travel shoes or dresses, and high heels, but robes, thin-soled fast boots, or tight-fitting suits, and cowhide boots.

An Xiaoyu wanted to move, but his whole body was in pain, his hands and feet were weak, especially the back of his head was wet, and when he touched it with his hand, his palm was bright red.

An Xiaoyu used his elbow to crutch the ground, trying to support himself, but he felt that his elbow was slammed, and he touched it with a bloody hand and touched a small black stone from the ground.

"Didn't I get struck by lightning? Why did I have a brain hemorrhage? Where is this?"

An Xiaoyu had a splitting headache and struggled to sit up, holding the black stone in his hand, and the memories on the earth began to recover.

An Xiaoyu is 28 years old this year, a special forces unit of the Huaxia State, with rich experience in actual combat, and is good at grabbing, fighting, driving, and firearms, and is a well-known soldier king in the Huaxia special forces.

Ten years in the army, this is the first time to ask for leave to go home to visit relatives, but when I arrived at the door, I saw a few gangsters molesting female students, and immediately acted bravely.

The moment An Xiaoyu was struck by lightning, he saw a black light mixed with lightning, could it be that the black light was this stone?

At this time, fragments of another person's memory appeared in An Xiaoyu's mind.

"An Xiaoyu, the son of the patriarch of the An family in Qingshui City of the Tang Empire in the other world, fifteen years old, unable to practice martial arts since childhood, is a student of the liberal arts class of Qingshui City College......"

"Have I traveled to another world? and possessed a young scholar with the same name?" An Xiaoyu suddenly had a terrible thought in his mind, and hurriedly looked at himself.

Dressed in a white gown, now stained with dust and blood, the original thick arms and thighs have become thin arms and thin legs, and the big feet of forty-five have now become the feet of a thirty-seven-yard boy, and they touch their faces with their hands, and the stubble that used to prick their hands has now become smooth and tender.

At the same time, a large number of memories of An Xiaoyu from another world began to merge with the memories of An Xiaoyu from Earth.

The Otherworldly Continent is divided into four regions: east, west, north and south, and the Tang Empire is the largest country in the Eastern Regions and the third power in the Otherworld.

Qingshui City is located in the northeastern border of the Tang Empire, and it is also a fortress to defend the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

In addition to the City Lord's Mansion, there are also four major families in this ordinary small city: Qiu, Gao, Lu, and An.

The Qiu family is the largest family in Qingshui City, and has always controlled underworld transactions such as casinos, green buildings, and fighting arenas.

The Lu family is the second largest family in Qingshui City, and the head of the family is the president of the Qingshui City Branch of the Rune Guild of the Tang Kingdom.

The An family is the third largest family in Qingshui City, controlling the largest market in Qingshui City, and is friendly with the Lu family.

The Gao family is a hermit family, and the clansmen are very low-key, and the dragon is not visible, but no one dares to provoke it, because the people who have provoked the Gao family have disappeared.

Therefore, many people believe that the Gao family is the first family in Qingshui City, and even the City Lord's Mansion is very respectful to the Gao family.

The strength of the other world is respected, and what is more tragic than the low strength is that you can't cultivate martial arts at all.

The Tang Kingdom was martial, and almost all the people were martial arts cultivators.

An Xiaoyu from the other world is indeed an exception, since he was a child, his meridians have been solidified, his dantian has been stagnant, and when he is eight years old, he can't condense his qi into the dantian, so he can only go to Qingshui College to study liberal arts, and he wants to take the exam in the future.

On the way out of school today, I met Qiu Wu, the young master of the Qiu family, to provoke and let An Xiaoyu drill the crotch of his pants.

Although An Xiaoyu in the other world is timid and weak, he is always bullied, but he also knows that if he drills Qiu Wulai's crotch, not only will he have no face to see people in the future, but his father and the entire An family will not be able to raise their heads in Qingshui City, so he would rather die than obey.

Qiu Wulai shot ruthlessly, and punched An Xiaoyu in the eye socket of the other world.

An Xiaoyu of the other world was powerless, and was immediately beaten to the ground on his back, the back of his head just hit the stone, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion, and he died of anger, and a wisp of unjust soul flew to the underworld.

As a result, An Xiaoyu on the earth crossed into the other world and possessed An Xiaoyu's body in the other world.

"An Xiaoyu, did you pretend to be dead just now?" Qiu Wulai was a little scared when he saw An Xiaoyu out of breath, but when he saw An Xiaoyu sitting up, his tone hardened again.

"Stinky scoundrel, if you die a hundred times, Lao Tzu will not die. An Xiaoyu put the black stone into his arms, staggered to his feet, and said in a stiff tone.

"Damn, dare to scold me? Lao Tzu called Qiu Wulai, not a stinky scoundrel. Qiu Wulai didn't expect An Xiaoyu, who was usually timid and cowardly, to dare to scold him, so he raised his hand and slapped An Xiaoyu in the face.

The palm with the sound of the wind became very slow in An Xiaoyu's eyes, he instinctively dodged to the side, stretched out his left hand and pinched Qiu Wulai's vein, but he didn't expect the original owner to be weak and weak, and he didn't block Qiu Wulai's slap at all.

"Smack. ”

The slap did not hit An Xiaoyu's face, but it hit him firmly on the shoulder.

An Xiaoyu was beaten to the side, but his left hand did not let go, still pinching Qiu Wulai's pulse.

"Waste wood, dare to resist? I'll fight until you serve. Qiu Wulai scolded as he raised his other hand.

"Stinky scoundrel, I, An Xiaoyu, will fight you to the end today. While annoyed by this weak body, An Xiaoyu also began to sympathize with An Xiaoyu's experience in the other world, and quickly entered a new role.

An Xiaoyu quickly stretched out his right hand, pinched the big tendon on Qiu Wulai's elbow that had not yet been withdrawn, and pinched the left hand of the vein gate and pulled it in the opposite direction, Qiu Wulai suddenly tilted his body halfway, his arm was numb, and one arm was dislocated.

This is An Xiaoyu's best move when he was a special soldier, "splitting the muscles and wrong bones." "Can make the enemy lose the ability to resist in an instant.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death, why are you stunned? ”

Qiu Wulai didn't expect An Xiaoyu, who was usually timid and cowardly, to dare to resist, and accidentally landed, and suddenly his heart was on fire, and he struggled to break free of An Xiaoyu's hands, and commanded several other Qiu family teenagers to do it together.

The four Qiu family teenagers came back to their senses and immediately hugged each other, surrounding An Xiaoyu and punching and kicking.

An Xiaoyu protected the vital point with both hands, barely supporting this weak body, relying on the dexterity of his feet, dodging the attacks of several second- and third-order martial artists who had cultivated to teenagers.

Seeing the opportunity, An Xiaoyu quickly inserted his fingers into the eyes of the young man opposite, hit the bridge of the young man's nose on the left with his elbow, pushed his knees against the lower body of the young man on the right, and stomped his feet behind to hold the young man's feet.

One of the four teenagers covered his eyes and retreated, one covered his nose and wiped blood, one rubbed his lower body with his waist, and one jumped in circles on one leg.

The four warriors beat a scholar and suffered a loss, and the young people of the Qiu family felt that they couldn't hang on their faces, relieved the pain, and rushed up again in Qiu Wulai's angry scolding, this time with strength in their hands, and the attack was rapid.

Although he was constantly hit his shoulders, back, and legs, An Xiaoyu relied on tenacious perseverance, gritted his teeth and persevered, standing tall and not retreating.

"An Xiaoyu, let me tell you clearly, you are a waste of firewood, we will bully you, not only will we bully you, but in the future at the City Lord's Mansion Competition, our Qiu family will also defeat the younger generation of your An family and drive your An family out of Qingshui City. Qiu Wulai held his shoulder, grinning in pain, and kept shouting.

"Who wants to kick us out of Qingshui City?" a beautiful girl's voice came.

"An Ping, it's you. Qiu Wulai recognized the beauty in front of him at a glance, took two steps back, and the young men of the Qiu family immediately stopped and retreated to Qiu Wulai's side.

"Qiu Wulai, you are really a scoundrel, you actually bullied a powerless scholar, and you have the ability to fight me. An Ping's face was cold, her chest was undulating, she was holding a sword, and her scabbard was pointing directly at Qiu Wulai.

"An Ping, An Xiaoyu scolded me just now, and we just did it. "Qiu Wulai is the wicked to sue first.

"Qiu Wulai, you don't make up a good reason for lying, An Xiaoyu is an ordinary person, dare to scold you, a martial artist at the peak of martial arts?" An Ping said.

"An Ping, you are a third-order warrior, I won't fight with you, let's go. After Qiu Wu finished speaking, he turned around and ran, and the other Qiu family teenagers also ran away with a puff of smoke.

An Ping and several other An family teenagers just wanted to chase after them, but An Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to stop them.

"Third sister, forget it today, I will take revenge myself in the future. ”

An Ping stomped her foot, snorted, and said, "Hmph, I'll be cheap for him today." ”

An Xiaoyu's weak body couldn't bear it, and when he saw the An family coming to relieve the siege, his heart was relieved, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

Under An Ping's signal, several An family teenagers found a stretcher, put An Xiaoyu on the stretcher, and several people lifted it and walked towards An Jia.

An Xiaoyu had a splitting headache, a blue nose and swollen face, a wound all over his body, and a confused heart, lying on the stretcher with his eyes closed, but his ears were not idle, listening to the sounds around him, planning to find a way out in the future.

"What is this waste wood doing to save him? I don't know how to resist when I am beaten? My personality is too cowardly, and it is really a shame for us to settle down. ”

"He can't practice martial arts, and he can't be killed if he resists. ”

"It is better to die than to live to suffer, and to be bullied all day long is really worse than death. ”

"I don't know what the patriarch thinks, wasting a lot of resources on this waste wood, if it were given to us, we would have broken through several realms a long time ago. ”

"You have wronged Xiao Yu this time, I came early, I saw it, Xiao Yu first dragged Qiu Wulai's arm and dislocated it, and then entangled with them for a long time with one enemy and four enemies. ”

"Really, fake? Scrap is going to be salted and turned over?"

"Give me a few words, and then talk nonsense, I told the patriarch. An Ping roared twice, and everyone was silent.

Where there are people, there is competition, and there is strife.

Although An Xiaoyu is a young patriarch, he can't cultivate martial arts congenitally, so the clansmen have lost confidence in him, but An Xiaoyu's father An Delin has not given up on his son, and has been using a large number of precious medicinal materials to cultivate the foundation for him, but the stone sank into the sea without a ripple.

Naturally, this practice aroused the resentment of other ethnic groups. The elderly are embarrassed to say anything, and many people in the younger generation look at him unpleasantly, sarcasm, sarcasm, and white-eyed are naturally commonplace.

There is no warmth at home, and there are few friends in the college, An Xiaoyu's personality is becoming more and more withdrawn and autistic.

Unexpectedly, the other world is a world of martial arts, and the owner of this body is a waste wood of martial arts, which makes An Xiaoyu of the earth extremely depressed, lying on the stretcher with a heavy heart, wondering how to survive in this strange world.

An Xiaoyu was thinking wildly, and the stretcher had already been carried into the Anjia meeting hall, when he heard a middle-aged man's roar: "The Qiu family is too deceitful, I'll go and kill that little rabbit cub now." ”