The Extreme Martial Continent is respected by martial arts.

The path of martial arts is divided into nine realms, and the samurai realm is the first realm of martial arts.

There is an unwritten rule in the Jiwu Continent that children cannot officially practice martial arts until they are three years old. On the way of martial arts, it is necessary to listen to the true meaning, condense the merits, and awaken the martial heart.

Listening to the true meaning refers to the fact that before the age of three, children can only learn about the knowledge of martial arts; condensing the martial arts refers to the fact that children begin to choose exercises after the age of three and formally practice martial arts, as long as they condense their own martial arts skills in the body, they can be regarded as embarking on the road of martial arts; as for the awakening of martial arts, it is not listed for the time being.

However, after the age of three, even if you condense martial arts, you can't be called a martial artist. The so-called gong seed is the seed, and the seed needs to be watered when it is buried. This so-called "water" refers to the vitality of heaven and earth. Generally speaking, it takes about three to five years for an ordinary child to attract the vitality of heaven and earth into the body and complete the first "watering".

Zige is exactly five years old this year, that is to say, he became a martial artist a whole year earlier than ordinary children!

Zige's punch obviously carried the pure [Wu Yuan Force] - Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the body, and the energy that wandered in the body of the warrior was the power exclusive to the warrior, known as the "Martial Yuan Force".

"Apologies. Xiao Tiange said seriously to Song Jiachuan who fell to the ground.

"Hmph, if you have the ability to kill me, my father will avenge me!" Song Jiachuan said stubbornly, with a bit of a real man's taste, if those dodgy eyes didn't reveal fear - he was only a five-year-old child after all.

"Okay, then I'll kill you. Xiao Tiange pretended to be vicious, but there was no killing intent on his body, he was just scaring Song Jiachuan.

But it still has to be done, Xiao Tiange clenched his fists, and slowly approached Song Jiachuan step by step, showing a smile like a little devil.

Raise your hand, clench your fist, and fall.

Song Jiachuan subconsciously turned his head, crossed his hands to block his head, and shouted, "I apologize!"

But, a second before he shouted these three words, one hand blocked Xiao Tiange's falling fist.

"Huh? Xiao Tiange withdrew his fist, took two steps back, and slammed into the humanity that was blocking him.

"Waste!" The person named Song Wenyi did not respond to Xiao Tiange, but scolded Song Jiachuan who was trembling.

Song Jiachuan heard the voice, looked up, and immediately hugged Song Wenyi's thigh, crying: "Brother, you have to avenge me! Mo Tiange bullied me!"

Song Wenyi, the son of the Song family, Song Jiachuan's half-brother, is five years older than Xiao Tiange and Song Jiachuan. Before Xiao Tiange was born, he was known as the first genius of Qingtang Town.

Song Wenyi was condescending, glanced at his younger brother with disgust, and then looked at Xiao Tiange, his eyes were as dark as his father: "You just said that you wanted him to apologize?"

"Song was afraid that the dog would hurt Uncle Jixiang, and my mother said that if she did something wrong, she would apologize. Xiao Tiange met Song Wenyi's eyes without fear and said.

Song Wenyi nodded, turned his head to look at Uncle Jixiang, who was not daring to make a sound, and said indifferently: "Do you need my Song family to apologize to you?"

Uncle Ji Xiang was taken aback, although he was in his thirties, he couldn't say that he had seen through the vicissitudes of the world, but he was always a person who had experienced ups and downs, Xiao Tiange said that Song Jiachuan apologized, but Song Wenyi directly said that it was the Song family's apology, although the difference between the two was only a few words, but the meaning was completely different. The former is easy to say, but the latter is a poison that kills people. The Song family's apology is not something that a small mortal can bear.

Uncle Ji Xiang looked at Xiao Tiange with an ugly face, and then looked at Song Wenyi, who had an indifferent face, and immediately said to Xiao Tiange: "Little young master, or ...... Forget it. ”

Xiao Tiange said: "Uncle Jixiang, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

As he spoke, he patted his chest, which was not broad.

"Little Brother Mo, since he doesn't need to apologize, you don't have to embarrass him. Song Wenyi said with a sneer.

"Who is your little brother!Your little brother is now hugging your thighs and crying!!Shame, shame!" Xiao Tiange said, and ran his finger across his face, sticking out his tongue, which is the action of children when they laugh at others.

Song Wenyi's hanging hand tightened unconsciously, and he didn't smile, and said: "Little Brother Mo, since you are already a real martial artist, don't you know that martial arts are the way, and respecting seniors is the first rule? I am older than you, and my martial arts cultivation is stronger than you, so I call you Little Brother Mo, as a junior, you should accept it with an open mind." ”

"Slightly!" Xiao Tiange grimaced, "It's really shameless, is it true that if you are older than me, you must be better than me?"

"Oh, so you want to be on a par with me?" Song Wenyi showed a bright smile, but under this bright smile, there was a fierce heart.

At this time, Uncle Ji Xiang hurriedly grabbed Xiao Tiange, who was about to speak, and whispered: "Little young master, don't fall for him! This eldest young master of the Song family practiced martial arts when he was five years old, officially became a martial artist when he was six years old, and was already a second-order martial artist when he was eight years old, and was rumored to be a third-order martial artist last year, and now his martial arts cultivation no longer knows how high it is! Little young master, you are a 'quasi-king qualification', and you have a great talent in martial arts, as long as you give you a year or two, you can surpass him, and it will not be too late to fight again!"

"Uncle Jixiang, my father said that a strong person must be fearless. I'm not afraid of him!" Xiao Tiange comforted Uncle Jixiang, and immediately turned his head, a sense of battle rose in his eyes, "Song Wenyi, if you lose, Song is afraid of the dog, and you will have to apologize to Uncle Jixiang, and you will be my little brother Mo Tiange in the future." ”

"Don't be ashamed!" Song Wenyi flashed a trace of anger, and when the words fell, he had disappeared.

Bang –

The third order of the martial artist gave this ten-year-old child a good speed, and in a blink of an eye, he had already reached Xiao Tiange's back, and a hand knife wanted to stun Xiao Tiange, but was blocked by Xiao Tiange, who reacted.

"The response is good, but I see you can block me a few times!" Song Wenyi smirked.

The Song family's exercises are biased towards speed, coupled with the all-round improvement given to Song Wenyi by the third order of martial arts, for a while, the small shop was full of Song Wenyi's fluttering figure, and Xiao Tiange, who could only stand in place and keep defending.

"What's the matter? Can the genius of the Mo family only be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

"What a first-day genius boy! I think it's a first-day genius turtle!"

"Didn't you say that you want my Song family to apologize to you? Let me tell you, even if my Song family is at fault, it can only be my Song family to discipline you! You stinky little hairy child, you still want to learn to draw a knife to help? Go home and drink milk!"

Every sound fell, it was inevitably accompanied by the sound of a fist falling on Xiao Tiange's body, and the voice revealed the pleasure of finally being able to breathe out after being aggrieved for a long time, which was the pleasure that Song Wenyi had begun to distort.

Before that, he was known as the first day talent of Qingtang Town, but since Xiao Tiange was born, the news of "quasi-king qualification" spread, and he could only rank second. Inexplicably, he was squeezed into second by a little kid who was five years younger than himself, and it is estimated that no one would be happy to change it, and Song Wenyi distorted his mind because of this, thinking that all this was Xiao Tiange's fault, and in his sleep, he even often dreamed of scenes such as Xiao Tiange's sudden death.

A ten-year-old child, but his mind has begun to be distorted, which is not unrelated to the Song family's family style.

"Shoot! Aren't you very capable? Shoot! Shrinking turtle!"

When I thought of myself when I was five years old, I didn't know how much hardship I had to endure to condense my martial arts, but now my opponent had completed the "feat" of being five years old two years ago, and he became a martial artist a year earlier than his original self.

As soon as he thought of this, the anger and jealousy in Song Wenyi's heart continued to deepen, and the strength in his hand continued to increase, and the pleasure of fighting on the first day of this Qingtang Town continued to grow at the same time, and an inexplicable feeling kept surging in Song Wenyi's mind, but at this time, he had a very clear thought-

"What martial arts genius? What quasi-king qualifications? It's not that I've beaten me now, and I don't have the power to fight back! Yes! It's now! Go die! As long as you die, it's over!"

"Die, little bastard!" As soon as he thought of this, Song Wenyi suddenly laughed and shouted.

I saw that when Xiao Tiange heard the words "little mongrel", his original defensive posture suddenly withdrew, his hands naturally drooped, and his head was lowered, so that people could not see his eyes.

Boom –

The fists that were originally full of confidence and would definitely be able to hit Xiao Tiange were embarrassedly exposed to the air at this moment, and at the same time, a calm voice sounded in Song Wenyi's ears.

"Your speed, it's slow. ”

Song Wenyi only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Xiao Tiange's figure had already appeared in front of him, only a fist away from him, but he didn't see clearly how Xiao Tiange dodged his attack at all. The moment he couldn't react at all, a small fist struck him in the softest abdomen.

Song Wenyi staggered back a few steps, a wisp of blood flowed out of his mouth, he arched his body in pain, covered his abdomen with his left hand, pointed at Xiao Tiange with his right hand, the fear in his eyes, there was nowhere to hide.

He suddenly realized that he was just a clown who jumped off the beam, and in front of Xiao Tiange, whose strength was much higher than him, he worked hard and unknowingly performed poorly. In fact, Xiao Tiange is not without the ability to fight back, but disdainful of fighting back. His sentence "little bastard" angered Xiao Tiange, so there is the current scene.

This scene was exactly the same as when his half-brother was knocked to the ground.

He also said the same four words, but there was a difference of one word.

"Samurai Third Order!"