Five years later.

"Fragrant buns! hot buns!"

"Xiao Er, serve tea! Bring me another bowl of noodles, I want a big portion!"

"Miss, this is the best rouge, the villain has a small business, don't embarrass the villain. ”

This is a market in Qingtang Town, most of the people come and go are mortals, this time is just the time for breakfast, and the small shops in the market are also lively.

"Uncle Jixiang, I also want a bowl of wonton noodles. ”

In the bazaar, in an inconspicuous small shop, there was a cute little boy sitting, staring at the shopkeeper's skillful hands with big sparkling eyes, and couldn't help licking his lips.

In front of the little boy were five large bowls with only a little soup left, and the little boy looked down on him as no more than five years old, but he ate more than an adult. The little boy especially likes the wonton noodles in this store, and as long as he doesn't have breakfast at home, he will definitely eat several bowls of wonton noodles here.

"Come on, little master, your face!" Uncle Jixiang was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he was seen holding a steaming bowl and bringing it to the little boy with a smile.

"Uncle Jixiang, I said don't call me any little master, just call me Xiaoge. My mother said that you should be polite to your elders. Although the little boy was talking, his eyes were fixed on the wonton noodles in the bowl, "Uncle Jixiang, what do you want to call me again, I won't come to eat wonton noodles in the future." ”

"Okay, Master Xiaoge!" Uncle Jixiang quipped, the little boy said this I don't know how many times, but after finishing speaking, he still came over to eat the wonton noodles he cooked?

"The little young master is really good! he never relied on his status as the son of the head of the first martial clan in Qingtang Town to be powerful, but he was also polite to us little people, which is really commendable!" Uncle Jixiang looked at the little boy who was eating with relish, and once again felt such a sigh in his heart.

This little boy is Mo Tiange.

Just as Xiao Tiange was about to finish eating, a group of people with meaty faces walked into this small shop, and in front of the group, there was a gorgeously dressed boy about the same age as Xiao Tiange.

"Old man, above!Six bowls of somen noodles!" A big man who was obviously a small man yelled, then turned around and wiped the table top and a wooden chair vigorously with his sleeve, and bowed to the child in front of him, who was only five or six years old, and said, "Second young master, you sit." ”

The flattery is disgusting.

Uncle Ji Xiang frowned, this group of people is a well-known gangster on this street, and they usually do some things to bully the weak, but with the idea of being a guest at the door, Uncle Ji Xiang answered and went to do it. After a while, the first bowl of noodles was ready, Uncle Jixiang took the noodles, put them in front of the big man, and said, "Guest officer, your noodles." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but the big man suddenly pressed his shoulder, dragged him back, and stared at Uncle Jixiang viciously: "Damn! You're blind, aren't you! I didn't see the second young master here! You don't know who to give it to!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and hit Uncle Jixiang.

"Stop!"

shouted loudly, although the voice was immature, there was an undoubted momentum in the tone, it was Xiao Tiange.

"Little hairy boy, there's nothing to do with you here!Get out!" the big man turned around and yelled at Xiao Tiange with a fierce look.

"My mother said, when the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, if you make trouble, I will beat you. Xiao Tiange said seriously, but with the pink little face and crisp children's voice, it made people laugh.

Sure enough, a group of big men immediately burst into exaggerated laughter, and the big men led by them laughed so much that tears were about to come out, and said: "Did you hear that? This hairless little hairy boy said that he was going to beat us! Hahaha! I really laughed to death! Hey, child, do you know that you string your mother like this? Hahaha!"

Perhaps the laughter was too fake, the big man stopped laughing and said viciously: "Little brat, while Lao Tzu is in a good mood now, hurry up and go to your mother's arms to breastfeed! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will beat you together!"

Xiao Tiange's big eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce meaning: "Don't insult my mother!"

Several big men were shocked by Xiao Tiange's sharp eyes, and they didn't speak for a while, and after a while, the big man came back to his senses, perhaps because he was actually frightened by a child, his face turned red, and his eyes began to really show a fierce color.

"Damn, I think you're underwhelmed, brothers, teach this little hairy boy a lesson!"

Saying that, in addition to the big man who was the leader, the remaining four big men who also looked like scoundrels smirked and rushed towards Xiao Tiange, however, before they could pounce on Xiao Tiange, they had already fallen to the ground with a few thuds, and everyone screamed, not seeing what was going on at all. Even their boss's expression became solemn, and he was even a little afraid, he couldn't help but look at the second young master in his mouth, but the second young master didn't look at him.

The big man knew what this meant, so he pretended to be fierce and vicious: "Stinky boy, dare to hurt my brother!

Dahan pounced as he spoke, but as a result, like his brother, he was lying on the ground in agony in the next second.

Xiao Tiange clapped his hands disdainfully, turned his head to look at the so-called Second Young Master, and saw that the Second Young Master was also looking at him.

"Song is afraid of dogs, it turned out to be you. ”

Hearing the words "Song is afraid of dogs," the boy's face that was not much different from Xiao Tiange's face became ugly, who was he? He was the second son of the head of the second largest martial clan in Qingtang Town, Song Jiachuan! He was actually called like this in front of the public, and this person was still the eldest son of his family's rival, Song Jiachuan's breathing became short, and he was angry.

"Mo Tiange, don't bully people too much!" Song Jiachuan glared angrily, in fact, the word "too much deception" was something he overheard yesterday, but he didn't expect to use it immediately, "You injured my house slave and insulted me, I want to duel with you!"

"I didn't insult you!" Xiao Tiange pouted, "You were chased down the street by a dog last year, everyone knows it." ”

"You!" Song Jiachuan slapped the table, stood up, stretched out his finger and pointed at Xiao Tiange, but he couldn't find a word to refute, because this was the truth, "I'm going to fight you alone!"

"Single-handedly, single-handedly, anyway, you're being chased by a dog, and you can't beat me. Xiao Tiange's innocent tone made people laugh, but it made Song Jiachuan angry half to death.

Speaking of which, Song Jiachuan is a few months older than Xiao Tiange, and the two families are in the same town, so they don't look up and look down. The circle of two children who are not much different in age is so big, there will always be a time to play together.

In recent years, the Mo and Song families have become more and more incompatible, which has also directly affected them. When the two met for the first time, Song Jiachuan wanted to bully Xiao Tiange because of his age, but he didn't know that Xiao Tiange had condensed martial arts skills, and his physical fitness was far from being comparable to a person without martial arts skills, so he was naturally beaten by Xiao Tiange in turn.

Because after all, it was just a game between children, and Xiao Tiange was also very measured, and the adults of the two families didn't say anything because of this. Later, the two children would always fight every time they met, but Song Jiachuan was always the one with a disgraced face.

Don't think that the friendship between the two children will be strong in the fight, you must know that in the past few years, the Mo and Song families have been on the same footing. So, under the conscious guidance of the two adults, the two children will only look at each other more and more unpleasantly, but because of the constant education of Xiao Tiange, most of the time it will not be the first person to do it, only when someone insults his mother like this, Xiao Tiange will do it.

Song Jiachuan's eyes flashed with gloom, which was influenced by his father, and he immediately said triumphantly: "Don't think that only you have martial arts skills." Hmph! I'll tell you, I also practiced martial arts yesterday!"

After all, he is only a five-year-old child, and he has no scheming, and he still retains his childish straightforwardness, if it is an adult world, he will only take advantage of the opponent's habits for two years, thinking that he is still a mortal without martial arts, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to take the enemy by surprise, even if he can't defeat the enemy with one move, at least he can hit the opponent hard.

"It took two years to practice martial arts, are you ashamed, Song is afraid of dogs!" Xiao Tiange made a grimace at Song Jiachuan, and immediately said seriously, "Song is afraid of dogs, if you want to fight with me, just say it, but you actually used Uncle Jixiang to make Uncle Jixiang suffer, today, I will not let you go." ”

After speaking, he raised his small fist.

"I said, my name is Song Jiachuan, not Song is afraid of dogs!"

Song Jiachuan said, his body was rioting, he clenched his fists and hit Xiao Tiange hard, only to see that the wooden chair under Xiao Tiange's seat was torn apart, but Xiao Tiange was already standing beside Song Jiachuan. Song Jiachuan was taken aback, then turned around and smashed his fist at Xiao Tiange again, the fist broke through the air, and there was a faint cracking sound.

A child who has only condensed martial arts skills, and is not even a real martial artist, and is only five years old, the wind blowing from his fist already makes people's cheeks hurt, even the big man who grovelled to him just now can't do this.

This is the power of a martial artist, even if Song Jiachuan is not a real martial artist yet.

Song Jiachuan punched one punch after another, as if to vent the pain of being beaten by Xiao Tiange before, and then let this person who was smaller than himself but stronger than himself also taste the pain of the fist hitting his face.

Although the small fist is strong, every time he punches, he can't even touch the corner of Xiao Tiange's clothes, and even because of the continuous punches, his physical strength has been consumed a lot, and the speed and strength of the punch have gradually weakened. Seeing that if he continued to fight, he would have no strength, but he couldn't touch a single hair of his opponent, Song Jiachuan was anxious.

"Mo Tiange, you shrunken turtle! dare to punch me face to face!"

Hearing this, Xiao Tiange stood still and said crisply: "Song is afraid of dogs, you can't even keep up with my speed, you can't beat me." You ask them to apologize to Uncle Jixiang and me, and I won't beat you today. ”

Song Jiachuan's face turned red and shouted, "Do you think you can still beat me!

Song Jiachuan, who felt the contempt, was angry, used all his strength, contracted his right hand back, and then slammed his clenched fist into Xiao Tiange's face.

Xiao Tiange didn't dodge anymore, he also raised his right hand and punched.

Punch for fist.

Bang –

Song Jiachuan flew out upside down, fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Xiao Tiange's eyes for the first time with fear, and said in a lost voice: "First Order of Samurai!"