In the year 985 of the Taiyao calendar,

Jiang Guo, Xiuwu Academy.

The sun is blazing, the scorching waves pour down, the earth is steaming, the willow leaves are low, with the edges curved by the searing, outlining a vague outline in the human field of vision.

The cicadas are sluggish, but the human voices are clearly audible.

On the martial arts training ground, dozens of slightly young and young people, ranging from twelve to seventeen or eighteen years old, were scorching under the scorching sun, sweating, and were humming and exercising their bodies.

The summer breeze suddenly blows, a white uniform with a slight wave, the chest of the shirt is embroidered with a simple needle and thread of the horse pattern, moving with the wind looming, like a living thing, this horse is the totem of Jiang Guo, riding the sun on the horse, people who are familiar with the standards of the branch of Xiuwu Academy know that such a simple uniform represents that these dozens of boys and girls are students of the Xia Cai Academy.

"Drink!"

A teenager in the crowd, about twelve years old, shouted particularly loudly, as if the scorching sun had not disturbed his vigorous momentum in the slightest. Seeing that his black and straight hair was simply tied behind his head with a sheepskin rope, and under the two slender and sharp sword eyebrows were a pair of bright black eyes, and sweat slid down his wheat-colored cheeks, making the childish cheeks suddenly have a sense of maturity.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, the muscle lines of his arms were clearly visible, and the swings of his arms were all full of majestic momentum, accompanied by the martial movements of his limbs, and a halo visible to the naked eye shrouded his body. At this time, the young man naturally stretched out his right hand, and suddenly, countless points of light gushed out, and in an instant, a sword blade was held in his hand, and the blade shone with a sharp shimmer, and it seemed that it was not an illusion of light and shadow, but a real existence.

On the martial arts training ground, looking at the sword blade born in the twelve-year-old boy's right hand and the shimmer of the edge around him, the other students suddenly stopped moving, some of them were sixteen or seventeen years old, but they were all full of envy and admiration, and then there were more noisy whispers on the field where there was originally only humming.

"Yang Ming is really amazing, we are all still refining the martial arts in the body, he can already release the mental image as he wants, I really can't believe that he is just a freshman who has just studied the martial arts academy for less than half a year. A fourteen-year-old student swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, I was admitted to the hospital half a year ago, and when Yang Ming Wuyao awakened, he was set by the academy as the level of Qili Chenyao, don't say that it is in our Academy, even if there is no one in the Academy, there is no one who can compare with our Yang Ming. ”

A tall young man walked up to the middle of the crowd of speakers, gave a thumbs up, and said proudly as if he was showing off: "Do you know, the sword is the head of weapons, as far as I know, since the establishment of our Jiang Kingdom's Martial Arts Academy for nine hundred years, Yang Ming is the first student with a sword-like mental image, and on the day he entered the hospital, the entire Martial Arts Academy was boiling for a while." ”

"That's right, I've heard about this too, it's a pity, this sword is a ......" A young man pulled a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and sighed in a regretful tone, hearing the young man's words, everyone sighed in understanding, and their eyes invariably looked at the young man holding the sword blade not far away, Yang Ming.

followed everyone's gaze, but saw that the light of the sword blade that was condensing in the young man's right hand suddenly stopped, and the blade was only ten centimeters long, without a sword tip, as if it had been cut off by someone invisibly.

"It's a pity it's a broken sword. ”

Half a year ago, when the admission test, such a result really shocked the teachers of the Martial Arts Academy, for nine hundred years, countless admission tests, the tester either Wu Yao can condense and form, turn into a mental image, or unable to condense, there are only these two results, but there is a third result in Yang Ming, half, broken sword? This is an unprecedented alien.

Perhaps sensing the regretful sighs of the people around him, Yang Ming turned around, dressed in a standard hospital uniform, with a fiery horse totem painted on his chest, and his expression was radiant. Looking at his companions who sighed for him, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth gently curved into a natural arc, sunny and soft, adding a bit of aura to the young man's healthy face.

"Hammer, you still have kung fu to chat, there is still a month left before the lifting assessment of the Martial Arts Academy, if we don't hurry up the cultivation, we will be ridiculed by the noble children of the Shangcai Academy again." ”

"It's also said that the people who went to the academy have been getting more and more excessive, and they have been finding fault again and again, and they almost fought several times. The tall boy in the center of the crowd, known as the Hammer, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. The hammer's real name is Lu Kui, because his Wu Yao's heart is like an iron hammer, so he has this hammer nickname.

"They went to the academy because they were from an aristocratic background, and they didn't take us poor students seriously at all. ”

The more people talked, the more angry they became, and the atmosphere on the martial arts training ground became noisy again.

"That's right, that's why we have to cultivate even harder, so as to extinguish the prestige of the Shangcai Academy, so that they can see that the children of the civilian family are not easy to mess with. Yang Ming clenched his fists, his eyes flashed, and he shouted with high morale.

"That's right, with Yang Ming's joining this year, our Xiacai Academy finally has a chance to raise our eyebrows. ”

"It's just a pity, the rare sword form, but it is a broken sword, otherwise Yang Ming would not be ridiculed by the people of the Shangcai Academy for being a half-hanger......" Lu Kui pursed his lips, and immediately stopped his mouth, although the matter of the broken sword is known to everyone in the Martial Arts Academy, and Yang Ming is not shy about it, but the broken sword is really regrettable.

After Yang Ming heard this, the corners of his mouth just chuckled, he had been accustomed to this kind of sighing sound for half a year, he raised the broken sword in his right hand, looked at the blade, and the sharp luster spilled down the sight into two, although it was a broken sword, it was also very sharp.

Broken sword, the talent of regret, as if born with a disability, although regretful, but only acceptance, after all, nothing in the world is perfect, after understanding this, Yang Ming also saw it, the arrangement of fate has its own reason, although the broken sword is short, it is also a sword, I just want to use this broken sword, cultivate to the strongest, and achieve a fame.

What is cultivation? Everything has to start from the origin of the continent [Taiyao]. In the center of this continent, there is a dazzling pillar of light like a lonely peak, the book says: "Pull out the earth to the sky, hold the sun in your hand", the name of the pillar of light is [Taiyao], it is the source of all life and power in the continent, and it is for this reason that the mainland is named "Glorious Continent".

At the beginning of the continent, due to the influence of [Taiyao] irradiation for a long time, a kind of light called "Wu Yao" was born in the human body, which was the beginning of the path of human cultivation, and there was Wu Yao in everyone's body, but it did not mean that everyone could use Wu Yao, only Wu Yao's awakened person, that is, Wu Yao condensed into a form and turned into a mental image, or a sword, sword, gun and stick and other utensils, or a natural existence such as wind and fire, plants, etc., in addition, there is a third type of rare hidden form, such as cold and warm can be felt, but there is no specific shape. In this way, you can cultivate and transcend ordinary things, and those who cultivate Wuyao are even more respected as "national warriors", the foundation of the country, and from then on, glory, wealth, fame and status, everything will follow, which can be said to be a step to the sky.

Over the past thousand years, Wu Yao's cultivation has gradually formed a system after countless generations of efforts, and the strength of Wu Yao's value is divided into four levels according to the sun, moon and stars: sun, moon, star, and chenyao. Each level is divided into ten powers, as long as Wu Yao awakens, everyone can reach Chenyao, and then continue to cultivate one force at a time, when the ten forces are completed, they will enter the next level, that is, Xingyao. And above the fourth order, there is a more powerful layer, that is, Shinto, such a realm, it is said that only one in a million people can reach it, and the strong person who reaches Shinto is under the [Taiyao] in the center of the continent, and it is also the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty - 'Muguang', the legend says that it is a city of extreme day with eternal light and no night, overlooking the heroes and sitting on the glory of the world.

The glorious continent, the four directions seem to be bounded, but in fact the vast and vast territory is boundless, there is only one empire, and this is the Great Zhou Dynasty. Before the establishment of the dynasty, the Guangyao Continent had been in a state of clans, and the clans, in order to compete for the ownership of the central [Taiyao], attacked each other, and the war continued for nearly a hundred years. Later, the Zhou family gradually became stronger, and then defeated many powerful clans at that time, the rest of the clans have been attached, the war lasted for a long time, became history, known as the "battle of unification", after the war, the Zhou family unified the continent, and merged the Quartet, established an unprecedented unified empire, the Great Zhou Dynasty, the central capital - 'Muguang', the following year, the line was divided, the rest of the families that followed were divided into territories according to merit, and more than 800 vassal states were established, guarding the territory of the Quartet, and Jiang was one of the princes of the dynasty, leading the 32 cities in the extreme east.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty ended the chaotic clan era, for thousands of years, the family rule with blood ties was still deep-rooted, and the victorious families relied on their strong strength to control the military and political power of various countries. In order to stabilize the rule, protect the fruits of the war, and also to control the power of the world, the aristocratic class headed by the royal family of the dynasty set a strict hereditary system of nobles, led by the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the vassal states opened martial arts academies, and strictly ordered that only nobles could practice Wuyao, and civilians were not allowed to practice without authorization, and the cultivation system was completely owned by the nobles. From the moment of birth, the fate of a person has been decided, the noble is the noble, and the poor is the poor.

However, 900 years later, this seemingly eternal wheel of fate has gradually loosened......

The source of the continent's light [Taiyao] stands in the center, so the closer it is to the central place, the more radiance will be and the more conducive to cultivation will be, while Jiang Guo is located in the extreme east of the extreme east at the edge of the continent, and its strength is weak. Despite this, Jiang was still a vassal with deep roots. If it was before, Jiang was on the side of peace, although the strength was weak, but it was also stable, but in recent years, with the decline of the dynasty, the binding force on the princes around the country was not as good as before, so the ambitions of the powerful princes of the Quartet Territory were restless, and they gradually started to annex the land of other princes. In order to expand the power of the state, seven years ago, King Jiang took the lead in breaking the traditional aristocratic system and allowing non-aristocratic and talented commoner children to enter the martial arts academy. As a result, Jiang Guo's Xiuwu Academy produced two academies, the upper and lower talents, and the basis for the division was the origin of the students.

But this kind of move is to make the nobles of Jiang Guo very dissatisfied, so the two courts are often contradictory, for seven years, it has always been the strength of the Shangcai Academy, the weakness of the Xia Cai Academy, in front of the nobles of the Shangcai Academy, the students of the Xia Cai Academy can hardly raise their heads, and they swallow their anger everywhere on weekdays, but this year, there has been a subtle change in this situation, that is, there has been a genius freshman in the Xia Cai Academy, Yang Ming.

Talent is the fairest, it never dislikes the poor and loves the rich, even if it is poor, it has the qualifications to have a genius, and the addition of geniuses suddenly doubled the confidence of the Xiacai Academy, so as soon as Yang Ming entered the Xiacai Academy, he immediately became a thorn in the side of the noble students of the Shangcai Academy.

"Yo, half-hanging, I'm here to cultivate with a bunch of lowly poor people. ”

Just when Yang Ming's expression stretched slightly, a piercing and sharp provocation sounded leisurely, and when he looked sideways, he saw dozens of bright and beautiful figures not far away walking over slowly, this line of people came to the same as standard hospital uniforms, but the horse patterns on their white hospital uniforms were carefully sewn by gold threads, shining dazzling in the sun, not only that, everyone had a luxurious peiyu hanging around their waists, and each piece was worth a lot of money. There is no doubt that these people are the students of the Shangcai Academy who were born in the aristocracy.

Although in the face of being rich and powerful, there will always be a trace of inferiority, but the other party is so provocative, and they will not back down at all.

"This is the martial arts training ground of our Xia Cai Academy, what are you doing here?"

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the students of the martial arts training ground gathered together, and there was a great smell of gunpowder against the enemy.

However, the few people led by the students of the Shangcai Academy, in the face of the questioning of Hammer and others, were still arrogant, and their eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"Hmph, it's just a phoenix with broken wings flying out of the chicken nest, and I think it's amazing. ”

"A half-hanger, your Xiacai Courtyard is still regarded as a fragrant dumpling, so civilians have never seen the world. ”

"Hahaha......"

Dozens of people in the Shangcai Courtyard laughed in response, mockery, contempt, provocation, all the harsh feelings melted into this ridicule.

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth moved slightly, his eyes locked into a slit, and he strode forward to meet the Shangcai Yuan and others who were full of provocation, and said sharply: "If you have a fart, let it go, leave if you have nothing to do, the martial arts training ground is not a place for you idlers to play." ”

Yang Ming's gaze swept over the group of people on the opposite side, looking at their age, about fourteen or fifteen years old. "If you want to fight, I'm here to help. ”

Hearing Yang Ming's such an arrogant reply, the faces of the students of the Shangcai Academy changed drastically, and a trace of anger flashed in their eyes, especially when the other party was just a twelve-year-old freshman, and when he was about to shout again, he saw Yang Ming's eyes raised slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and several sharp daggers seemed to be turning under the black eyes, which made people feel a chill suddenly.

After a long time, a fifteen-year-old student in the middle of the other party pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Our Shangcai Academy wants to requisition this martial arts training ground." ”

"This is the martial arts training ground of our Lower Talent Academy, why should we give it to you, and you Upper Talent Academy obviously has two larger martial arts training grounds. The hammer gritted his teeth and said, but his eyes were full of jealousy, there are a total of two martial arts training grounds in the Shangcai Academy, and they are both located at the foot of Asahi Mountain, even in the summer, it is also a breeze, and the Xia Cai Yuan is only this one martial arts training ground, there are only a few willow trees around, every time the sun is scorching, the martial arts training ground is like a big steamer, but even so, for the students of the Xia Cai Academy, this is also the martial arts training ground that they regard as treasures.

"This year, we have too many freshmen in the Academy, and the original martial arts training ground is not enough, so I have to ask you to borrow a place, who let you have fewer people in the Academy. ”

"Even if there is only one of us, this martial arts training ground belongs to the Xia Cai Academy. Yang Ming did not take a step back, this is no longer an ordinary provocation, the other party wants to encroach on his own land, this is undoubtedly a challenge to the bottom line of the students of the Academy, people can be poor, but they must not lose their dignity and backbone.

"Half-, don't be too self-righteous, even if you Wu Yao awakens to Qili Chenyao, you're just a twelve-year-old doll. The other party relied on the advantage of his age, several people held their heads high, and faintly surrounded Yang Ming, and their glances were mixed with ill intentions.

In the face of several fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers, Yang Ming's hair could barely reach the shoulders of several people opposite, but the disparity in height did not make Yang Ming feel any fear, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth,

"I'm just a twelve-year-old doll, and I scared you so much that it took three or five people to dare to confront me?"

Yang Ming was so sarcastic, it suddenly made the cheeks of the few people who came over red, and they gritted their teeth fiercely, but they couldn't say half a word of reply, and at this moment, an arrogant voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.

"So, how about I come one-on-one with you?"

The sharp sound was like a hot wind, and the crowd on the opposite side hurriedly and obediently dodged an aisle. I saw a twelve-year-old boy walking in the middle of the road, this person was extraordinary, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely, his black eyes were like stars, and a noble courtyard was wearing gold thread embroidered with a fierce horse ornament, revealing a fierce arrogance from the inside out.

Looking at the visitor, Yang Ming's brows furrowed slightly, a pair of black eyes flashed two sharp rays of light, as sharp as thunder and lightning, and his teeth trembled, and he bit out three proud words.

"Liu Qianyu!"