In the Tianxing Continent, martial arts is the pursuit of people, and being able to become a generation of martial artists has always been a thing that the people on the mainland are proud of, just like glorifying their ancestors.

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After the state of Chu unified the world, in order to enhance the strength of the country, the academy system was established.

Anyone who reaches the age of ten, even if he is a little beggar, can also get free martial arts education from the state, and the martial artist is the foundation of martial arts, and can condense the dantian to be called a martial artist.

It is difficult to produce a hundred martial artists among thousands of people, and before the age of fifteen, if you haven't opened the dantian, then you are destined to be unable to cultivate for the rest of your life, and you can only stay in the body.

Of course, there are also children of rich families who can cultivate through genius earth treasures.

Alpha Civilian Academy, a national academy, is free and open to civilians, but there are not many people who practice martial arts here, most of them are orphans, even poor families, in order to let their children become martial artists, they would rather grit their teeth and provide cultivation resources and go to the noble academy.

At this moment, the scorching sun was scorching, and hundreds of figures gathered in the martial arts training ground, their eyes fixed on the martial arts training platform.

I saw two fifteen-year-old boys fighting in Taichung, the black clothes were called Li Nan, he was a tall man, and his hands were filled with a terrifying aura.

"Nie Bufan, do you still think you're a genius? The corners of Li Nan's mouth cracked slightly, and he mocked.

In the fight, Li Nan seemed to be at ease, but on the other hand, the young man in white was extremely difficult, and his only advantage was agility and vigor, but he was fighting with his physical body, and in front of absolute strength, his advantages were almost equivalent to nothing.

"Bang. Suddenly, the two fists came together.

"Is this the power of a martial artist? Nie Bufan, who was dressed in white, was thin and weak, and after a blow, he retreated with difficulty, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he could stabilize his footing, and his dark eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Now do you understand the gap between us? Hehe, even if your martial arts talent is strong and you can't condense the dantian, you are still a waste. Li Nan sneered, seeing that Nie Bufan was so weak, he lost interest, and turned to leave.

"I don't like that title. Nie Bufan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, said stubbornly, and suddenly stepped on it, a palm-sized crack appeared on the hard stone platform, and his body shot towards Li Nan like a dazzling sword, which was much stronger than just now.

"You're really annoying me. Li Nan raised his eyebrows, turned around quickly, and the aura in his hand became even more terrifying, directly facing Nie Bufan.

"Bang bang. ”

The two fought two punches, fists and fists, and each punch came with the sound of bones bursting, which was naturally Nie Bufan, and Li Nan's attack became stronger and stronger, until the second punch, Nie Bufan's arm bones were all shattered, and finally he couldn't bear it, and his body flew out upside down.

Li Nan didn't keep his hand this time, and when Nie Bufan was still in mid-air, his footsteps opened an arc, jumped up, and hit Nie Bufan with a terrifying fist.

"Why?" The huge pain in his arm, the ensuing feeling of falling, Nie Bufan was unwilling, at this moment he didn't care about the infinitely enlarged fist in front of him.

"Enough. Suddenly, a middle-aged man jumped up, resisted Nie Bufan with one hand, caught Li Nan's fist with the other, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Teacher. Li Nan also hurriedly retracted his strength, took a few steps back, clenched his teeth, and had a faint jealousy in his eyes: "Why did you make a move? Now that he is just a waste, why are you still helping him, can't I compare to him?"

The middle-aged man was their teacher, and I saw him angrily reprimand Li Nan: "Shut up, if I don't make a move, you'll kill him?"

Li Nan didn't speak again, looked deeply at Nie Bufan, who was supporting the teacher, just was silent for a moment, and then turned to leave.

The middle-aged teacher let go of Nie Bufan and said solemnly: "It's a *** stable! If you can't condense the dantian, it will be wasted, can't you live?"

Nie Bufan could see the gloom hidden in the teacher's eyes, it was disappointment, he started cultivating at the age of ten, and he was already a junior martial arts practitioner in the first year, and he arrived at the junior level of martial arts training a year earlier than Li Nan.

He has always been the pride of his teacher, which is also the reason why Li Nan hates him, but now that he is fifteen years old, he is still at the advanced level of martial arts.

"Okay, today is the last time we all get together, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, let's go back, I want the academy to arrange it, and we will gather here tomorrow." Seeing that Nie Bufan was silent, the teacher turned to the hundreds of students around him and said.

Hundreds of people are also like Nie Bufan, unable to condense the dantian, they are about to be sixteen years old, and their fate is destined to be an ordinary person.

When night fell, the street was deserted, Nie Bufan walked into a broken temple with scars, it can be seen that there is fire in the temple, a little girl with a ponytail, about ten years old, very thin, wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead, and cooking there.

The movement of Nie Bufan coming in made the little girl turn around, her face was a little messy, and her big eyes were a little watery, which made people feel very distressed.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go to the academy? Seeing Nie Bufan's hands bandaged, the little girl immediately ran over and held Nie Bufan.

"It's fine. Don't ask. Nie Bufan was upset at the moment, and he seemed very impatient.

The little girl still had worry on her face, she knew that her brother couldn't condense the dantian, which was undoubtedly a big blow to the brother who had always been strong.

Propping her brother on the straw bunk, the little girl went on to make dinner.

"Minmin, I'm going to sleep for two hours. Nie Bufan's eyelids were heavy.

Nie Minmin is the name of this little girl, she is not Nie Bufan's own sister, she is an orphan rescued by Nie Bufan outside, and the two have been dependent on each other for ten years.

Nie Minmin nodded with a heavy heart, stepped forward, and grabbed the broken quilt with his little hand and covered his brother's body.

Soon, Nie Bufan fell asleep, and in the dream, it was the iron tower again, thousands of feet high, hundreds of floors, and the surrounding area was dim and the atmosphere was gloomy.

The surroundings of the iron tower released this coercion, but Nie Bufan withstood this pressure and slowly walked towards the bottom door of the tower, his arm was intact in his dream, and every step out was under great pressure, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

His speed was like that of an ant, and after a while, joy appeared on his face: "I'm three steps away, and I'm about to open that door." ”

But he found that he was just three steps behind, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to move an inch, just like although he was one step away from stepping into the martial arts, he couldn't condense the dantian.

"Boom" suddenly the tower broke, everything around him came to naught, in reality, Nie Bufan suddenly opened his eyes, at this time there was no pain in his arm, and he moved freely.

"Brother, you'll be fine so soon. Nie Minmin saw that Nie Bufan was awake and his arm was also restored, and he was happy in his heart, and walked in front of Nie Bufan with a bowl of soup.

Nie Bufan nodded, speculating: "Indeed, I didn't expect such a serious injury to recover so quickly, it should be that the closer that tower is, the stronger the power it can give me, not only to give me strength, but also to repair me in reality." ”

"Then don't you have any hope of condensing the dantian?" Nie Minmin asked cautiously.

"Hopefully. With a sigh, Nie Bufan stroked Nie Minmin's hair and said unwillingly.