"Heh, ha......"

In the empty martial arts training ground, a little boy about ten years old was wearing heavy armor, holding a broad broadsword that was not commensurate with his body in both hands, and was dancing like sweat.

Every time the broadsword danced, the boy's muscles were tied up all over his body, his teeth were clenched, and he was indescribably struggling, but even so, he still looked stubborn and serious, ignoring the sweat that had just been bathed, and waved the broadsword in his hand one at a time.

Every sword is so skilled, so serious, the pace on the ground is not at all disordered due to the effort, it is so calm and skillful, the two cooperate completely tacitly, if you don't look at the boy's age, others will definitely think that this is an old man who has practiced swords for decades.

Outside the martial arts training ground, an old man glanced over here, and found the little boy on the field, a look of love flashed in his eyes, and then walked towards this side.

Don't look at the old man's beard and hair, his face is full of wrinkles, but he is full of energy, he walks like a dragon, and his whole body exudes a powerful aura, giving people a feeling of not being angry and self-assured, not like an aging person at all.

The old man came to the edge of the martial arts training ground, quietly looking at the boy on the field, a complicated look flashed on his resolute face, there was appreciation, relief, love and joy, as well as regret and distress.

"Hao'er, take a rest, don't get tired. After a while, the old man smiled kindly and shouted lovingly to the little boy on the field.

"Ahh The boy exclaimed, and the sword in his hand suddenly stopped, as if he was too serious about refining the sword just now, and he didn't notice the arrival of the old man, but as soon as the old man spoke, he was startled.

"Grandpa, when did you come. The boy looked at the old man outside the arena a little crampedly and asked.

"Just came. The old man looked at the boy kindly, and said lovingly: "Although sword refining is important, you must also pay attention to your body, don't be tired." ”

"Hmm!" the boy nodded, and said seriously, "My body can still stand it, and I'll go to rest after practicing for a while." ”

After saying that, the boy ignored the old man, lifted his sword again, and danced again and again.

Looking at the immature figure on the field that was soaked in sweat, looking at his stubborn and determined demeanor, the old man sighed helplessly, shook his head, turned to leave, and at the same time, muttered in his mouth: "It's a pity." ”

As the figure of the old man disappeared from sight, the boy on the field suddenly stopped, glanced at the direction of the old man's departure with complicated eyes, sighed lightly, lowered his head weakly, and looked lost.

"I'm sorry grandpa, Hao'er disappointed you. ”

But in an instant, the original look of loss was suddenly replaced by firmness and stubbornness.

"No, I want to persevere, and I can't let my grandfather and them down. The boy gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and muttered with a firm face: "What's wrong with the body of the five elements, others say that the body of the five elements can't be practiced, but I haven't refined it yet, and now I have reached the high level of the sword servant, I believe that as long as I persist, I will not lose to others." ”

"Yes, you can't lose to anyone. The little boy nodded fiercely, waved his clenched fist in front of his chest, a look of firmness and confidence, and then raised his head violently, and his hands clenched the broadsword again and waved it fiercely.

"Wow, ha......"

The boy's name is Wen Hao, the second son of the Wen family, one of the four major families of the Tianwu Empire in the Middle Continent of the Sword Martial Continent, who has been smart and clever since he was a child, and is deeply loved by all the elders of the family, and has been placed high expectations on everyone in the family.

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that when Wen Hao was three years old and underwent a family physical test, he was found to be extremely rare and difficult to find one person out of a million people with the body of the five elements.

The body of the five elements, also known as the body of waste, is difficult to cultivate in its life, which means that Wen Hao will have nothing to do with Wu.

If Wen Hao was born in an ordinary family, it would be nothing, in the Sword Martial Continent, there are countless ordinary people who can't cultivate their strength, and it is okay to live a dull life.

But the problem is that Wen Hao was born in one of the four major families of the Tianwu Empire that are famous for martial arts, and in such a family, an ordinary person who cannot cultivate suddenly appears, and everyone in the family is naturally difficult to accept.

After repeated tests by the family elders, they finally had to accept the reality with disappointment that Wen Hao was indeed the body of the five elements, and he was also the most wasted body of the five elements of the body.

Wen Hao was very unlucky, but he was also lucky, because the direct bloodline of the Wen family was not prosperous, so even if he was a waste material, everyone in the family was still good to him, and they did not laugh at him because of this.

Although there are many people in the outside world who ridicule the Wen family for having a waste material, they are just talking behind their backs, no one dares to say it in front of the Wen family, let alone in front of Wen Hao, after all, the identity of one of the four major families of the Wen family is not for decoration.

When Wen Hao was four years old, he was smart enough to finally know his situation, and he also knew why his mother's eyes were always full of worry every time she looked at him in the past year.

In order not to let others look down on him, in order not to worry his mother, Wen Hao finally mustered up the courage and proposed to his grandfather that he wanted to cultivate his strength.

I don't know for some reason, knowing that Wen Hao was a waste material, his grandfather actually agreed to his request and passed on to him the Wen family's family heirloom "Heavenly Thunder Decision".

With the exercises, Wen Hao has been practicing every day since then, except for eating, because he knows that he is a waste material, and if he doesn't work hard, he will really become a waste material.

In the hard cultivation day and night, three years later, the waste material Wen Hao finally broke the legend and cultivated his strength, although this surprised everyone, but everyone did not have much hope for Wen Hao, because everyone knew that even if Wen Hao worked hard, it was impossible to achieve much success.

And Wen Hao is not proud of this, he still cultivates hard every day, until now, Wen Hao is also eleven years old, and his strength has also reached the high-level sword servant.

Although his strength has reached the strength of a high-level sword attendant, as he grows older, Wen Hao also understands that he is indeed a waste material, because his younger brother and sister, who are five years younger than him, have also reached the strength of a high-level sword attendant, and his training amount is still several times that of them.

Therefore, every time he saw the disappointed and gloomy looks of the elders, Wen Hao felt a pain in his heart, and several times, Wen Hao wanted to give up, since he was a waste material, then he should be a waste material who lived happily for a lifetime, why bother to endure all the hardships like now.

But every time Wen Hao was about to give up, his mother's worried eyes would always appear in his mind, making him feel distressed, and at this time, all the distractions were all swept away from his mind, and there was only one thought left, stick to it, you must stick to it, not for anything else, just to prevent her mother from worrying about herself anymore.

In this way, again and again, Wen Hao has persevered until now, and this is the case today.

The cultivation only lasted for a short time, and a petite and cute, pink-carved little girl wearing a red dress jumped up and ran from a distance.

The little girl came to the side of the martial arts training ground, without a trace of stopping, and ran up with her feet in small red leather shoes, and came to Wen Hao's side, regardless of Wen Hao, who was cultivating, and pulled him down brutally.

At the same time, he shouted coquettishly: "Brother, go and tell me a story." ”

Wen Hao reluctantly put down the broadsword in his hand, looked at the little girl who wanted to tell her a story, and said with a wry smile: "Little sister, my brother still needs to train, go and ask the teacher to tell you a story." ”

"No, no. The little girl's head shook like a drum, pouted, and said dissatisfiedly: "Those teachers only know that they want me to remember this, remember that, and the story is not exciting at all, I want my brother to tell me, okay!"

Looking at the little sister with a flat mouth, misty eyes, and a look of grievance, Wen Hao knew that if she dared to refuse, then she would immediately attract everyone with a thunderous cry, making everyone think that she had bullied her.

With a wry smile, anyway, I have been practicing for a long time today, and it is time to rest, Wen Hao immediately said to his sister: "Okay, but my brother is sweating all over his body now, you have to wait for me to clean it." ”

"Okay, okay. The little girl nodded happily, and then was pulled away from the martial arts training ground by Wen Hao.

The little girl's name is Wen Xiaoyue, five years younger than Wen Hao, she is the sister of his sibling, usually Wen Xiaoyue is very well-behaved and obedient, Wen Hao loves this sister very much, and this sister is also very dependent on Wen Hao, and rarely so rude as today.

However, Wen Hao knew that today's incident was not because of his sister, it must be that his grandfather was afraid that he was tired, so he specially called his sister to come, and things like this often happened before.

Back in the small courtyard where he lived, as soon as he entered the door, Wen Hao saw a young woman in her twenties, slender, beautiful and moving, and exuding a noble temperament all over her body.

Beside the young woman, a little boy who was the same age as the little girl, as soon as he saw Wen Hao and his sister coming in, a naughty smile immediately flashed on his white face, and he didn't care about the young woman and Wen Hao, he ran over directly, and the two of them ran to the side hand in hand with Xiaoyue girl, muttering something to say, and laughing from time to time.

"Mother. Wen Hao came to the young woman and shouted affectionately.

The young woman is Wen Hao's mother Sun Yulan, and the little boy is called Wen Rui, who is Wen Hao's younger brother, and Xiaoyue is a twin brother and sister.

"Hao'er, are you tired?" the young woman pulled Wen Hao over, took out her hand, and helped him wipe off the sweat stains on his face with a distressed face.

"Not tired. Wen Hao shook his head, and then said, "Mother, I'll go and clean it first." ”

"Well, go ahead. The young woman nodded, let go of Wen Hao, and said with a smile: "I ordered the kitchen to make your three siblings' favorite sweet and sour fish today, wait a while, you don't run around." ”

"yes, there's sweet and sour fish. Without waiting for Wen Hao to answer, Wen Xiaoyue and the little boy cheered.

"Yes. Wen Hao nodded, and then went into the house.

Ten minutes later, Wen Hao, who was wearing wet hair and dewy hair, walked out of his room, took a shower, most of the fatigue just now was gone, there were no sweat stains on his body, and the whole person became refreshed, feeling like a different person.

At this time, Sun Yulan had already left, leaving only Wen Rui and Wen Xiaoyue, two little guys, waiting in the house for Wen Hao to tell them stories.

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