"Blood flows for hundreds of miles, the reddest is no more than the blood maple forest; Back then, the wings of the sky broke their feathers, the dome fell, and the heroes were short of breath. Sigh that the years are ruthless, and the rise and fall of the human race is sad. A restaurant in Haining City invited a popular storyteller today, and the opening sentence aroused the emotions of the audience, "Bang! Today we will talk about that dark era." ”

The storyteller rolled up his sleeves, moistened his throat with a cup of tea, and began the story.

There was a table under the stage, and there was only a white-bearded drooping old man, listening to the storyteller's story, looking at the cup in a daze. His mood may never be understood by us, because none of us have ever been the person in the storyteller's story.

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Haining City, located in the easternmost part of Yuanzhou on the Xuanfeng Continent, has developed very prosperously due to the existence of ports and dragon bone mountains.

The Yun family, one of the three major families in Haining City, controls the business of the port and the bazaar, and is absolutely second to none in terms of wealth in Haining City.

In Yunjiabao, in the martial arts training ground, a burly man in the prime of life is instructing more than 20 children to practice martial arts, the eldest is only fifteen or six years old, and the younger one is only ten years old. The childish face is sweaty, but it is full of seriousness. Because they all know that in this Xuanfeng Continent, where strength is supreme, strength is the foundation that determines status. In this Haining City, the Yun family can have such a status because of the patriarch who is the Martial King.

"Yun Yi, you lead everyone to continue to practice basic boxing techniques, and then take everyone to physical training. The man in the prime of life said to one of the sixteen-year-olds.

"Yes, Deacon Wu. Yun Yi replied, turned to the other children and shouted, "Everyone, continue to fight the basic boxing technique ten times, and then run ten laps around the martial arts field." ”

"Brother Yunyi, I can't hold on. A little girl who was only eleven years old pouted in protest.

"Xiaoman insisted, you see that Yaoyao is only one year older than you, and she has always insisted. Yun Yi comforted, and looked at Yaoyao, unabashedly showing a loving gaze, "Boys have to work harder, don't be compared." ”

"Yaoyao, take it easy, your brother and I'm going to be tired. By Yaoyao's side, a thirteen-year-old boy whispered to her.

"You deserve it, let you always be lazy, you can't compare to me, I'll tell my dad to go back, let my dad clean you up, slightly~" The girl said playfully to her brother Yun Feng, and after speaking, she continued to play the basic boxing technique, completely ignoring Yun Feng's rich expression.

With the sound of the children's gasps, the sun gradually sank in the west, ending the day's training.

"Tomorrow at noon, everyone will gather in the martial arts training ground for this year's strength test. The man in the prime of life said a word and walked away.

Yun Yao and Yun Feng also returned home, and their parents had already prepared meals and were waiting for their return. Yun Feng's father, Yun Zhan, served as the captain of law enforcement in the Yun family, and his strength was also considered to be upstream in the Yun family, and he was not smiling, and he was even more harsh on Yun Feng Yun Yao's cultivation. Fortunately, the mother Liu Mei dotes on the two children very much, and can govern the obedience of the father who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Feng'er, Yao'er is back, go wash up, hurry up and eat. Seeing the children coming back, the mother hurriedly greeted her.

"Slow, how was the training today?, did you miss the training task?" asked the children with a straight face.

"Ask, you can't wait for the children to finish eating!" Seeing that Yun Zhan didn't even let him eat first and asked, Liu Mei was not happy, "Go and wash your hands, and then answer your father after eating, listen to your mother." ”

"Okay~" The two children looked at their father's deflated appearance, but they didn't dare to laugh, so they ran to wash their hands with a smile and returned to the table to gobble up.

"Alas... It's all made you spoiled. Yun Zhan sighed, with a straight face, trying to save the last shred of face.

"What's the matter? What happened to me with the meat that fell from my own body? You can't get used to it, take the bowl, go to your study to eat, and sleep there at night." Liu raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Poof......" Yun Feng couldn't hold it back, and squirted out the rice he had just eaten in one bite, "Ahem... Mother, I, I'm full... I went to read a book. As he spoke, he ran back to his room, and there was a burst of laughter.

"I'm so angry, dare to laugh at Lao Tzu, see how I clean him up!" said Yun Zhan and was about to get up and leave.

"Stop, what's the matter, the food I cook is not to your liking?Have you eaten?Are you starting to dislike the food I cook?" Liu Mei shouted as he stared at Yun Zhan.

"No, no, it's delicious, I'll eat it all, I'll eat it all. Yun Zhan instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and sat down quickly, and ate his meal in a big gulp, which was very enjoyable.

"That's right. Liu Mei stared at Yun Zhan and ate two bowls of rice before nodding with satisfaction, "Yaoyao, tell my mother, are you tired from today's training?"

"Don't be tired, mother, we will have this year's strength test at noon tomorrow", Yaoyao raised her little head and said to her mother, "I really hope that I can quickly reach eight hundred catties of boxing strength, so that I can start cultivating internal strength." ”

"Silly boy, how old are you, when your mother is your age, she only has 200 pounds of fist strength, don't be tired of yourself. Liu Mei said distressedly.

"Who... Who said that when I was twelve years old, there were... Three hundred pounds of fist strength..."Yun Zhan's mouth was full of rice and vegetables, and he muttered vaguely.

"You're so capable, you man has to compete with us women!" Liu Mei glanced at Yun Zhan.

"This rice is so fragrant..."Yun Zhan didn't dare to speak anymore, and had already begun to fight against the fourth bowl of rice.

Yunfeng room

"This year's test will be conducted tomorrow, Yun Yi's guy will definitely be in the limelight again, it is estimated that he will be able to reach 800 catties of boxing strength this month. Tsk, if you reach it, you can cultivate internal strength, and if you practice internal strength, you are a martial artist, a sixteen-year-old martial artist, and you can be regarded as a man of the year in Ninghai City. Yun Feng lay on the bed and thought lazily.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm not the last. Thinking about it, I fell asleep.

"The end of the law is coming to an end, can you hear the call of duty?I am waiting for your return at the highest place of the magic tower, pick up the sword in my hand, and lead us back to our homeland. In the dream, an old voice kept ringing.

It's this dream again... How do I keep having this inexplicable dream lately... Let me know who this old man is, I have to pull out his beard, old man! And what he doesn't know is that whenever he has this dream, looking at the space around him, there is always a feeling of collapse.

The sunlight poured into the room, and the servant came to beckon Yun Feng to go to the front hall to eat, and after breakfast, he said goodbye to his mother, and went to the martial arts training ground with his sister early.

"Yaoyao, tell my brother, how many catties of fist strength do you have now?"

"Cut, I won't tell you, I'll scare you for a while. ”

"You girl, you're getting worse and worse for your brother. ”

"Slightly~"

When I arrived at the martial arts training ground, I found that my friends had almost arrived, some of them were talking to each other, some were still training, and some had already begun to pat Yun Yi's ass. Of course, in addition to his great talent, he also has another identity, that is, the grandson of the patriarch.

Yun Yi's personality, in all fairness, is still very good. Humility, hard work, passion. But Yun Feng just can't get used to it, maybe it's because of the child's heart, and the grapes that can't be eaten are always sour.

It was almost noon, and one after another, the patriarch, the three elders, Yun Feng's father and other deacons arrived. The cultivation of the younger generation is always the most important thing for a family, and they represent whether the family can continue to stand in the next hundred years.

"I announce that this year's strength test has officially begun, little ones, come on. After receiving the nod from the patriarch, the Great Elder said to Yun Yi and the others below, "According to the order of age, from the smallest to the largest, attack the test wall in turn, each person has three chances, and the highest strength value is the final result." ”

"The first one, Yun Xiaoman. ”