Chapter 1: Father and Son Humiliated
Wang Xing opened his somewhat heavy eyelids and looked around, the simple houses made him feel familiar. The familiar scene made him stunned for a moment, and then he saw a familiar figure standing next to the window.
Wang Xing's chest and ribs were extremely painful, and he forcibly supported his body, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he whispered: "Dad!"
The middle-aged man heard the voice and slowly turned around. He is about 30 years old, with a wide face and a square mouth, and his eyes are bright. The whole body is a little thin, and the face looks a little abnormally pale. Although he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, he just stood there and did not move, making people feel angry and intimidating.
This person is Wang Xing's father, Wang Yunlong.
"Xing'er, are you doing it with them again?" Wang Yunlong looked at Wang Xing with an extremely plain gaze, and the majesty in his tone was invisible.
Wang Xing couldn't help but be a little scared when he saw his father, who had always been strict, and then said a little unconvinced: "These people laugh at me and say that I am stupid, so that's it." They all scolded us Wang for being stupid, and the most important thing was that they actually scolded Daddy for you...... The largest and largest waste in Qingyang City...... I'll do it!"
"What if he scolded. If you are not good at learning, you will do it and suffer losses, so it is naturally yourself. You have three broken ribs and you will have to lie in bed for at least a month. This time you need to have a good memory!"
Wang Xing touched his aching chest, gritted his teeth tightly, and said nothing.
The Wang family was originally a well-known martial arts hall in Qingyang City, and the number of side sects with various surnames attached to the Wang family alone reached more than 20. Under each side sect, there are dozens of martial arts cultivators.
But at the martial arts competition in Qingyang City ten years ago, Wang Yunlong, the head of the Wang family, was injured by Li Chengyuan, the head of the Li family, and the aura root was injured.
Under the martial atmosphere of the Xuanyue Kingdom, the Wang family was squeezed out by the martial arts halls, and finally Wang Yunlu had to dismantle the Wang martial arts hall, move from the city to a remote place outside the city, and build this simple thatched hut as a shelter for the father and son.
Two days ago, when Wang Xing was cultivating alone in the back mountains and forests, he happened to meet Li Haotian, the young master of the Li family. The other party's mocking words made Wang Xing's heart extremely angry, but he remembered his father's admonition of 'forbearance'.
But the other party became more and more arrogant, and his words were even more vicious, cursing his father and him as a big and a small waste, Wang Xing couldn't bear it. The two sides fought each other, and the result was that Wang Xing was broken three ribs by the young master of the Li clan and his men.
"Bastard, Li Haotian, you remember this hatred for me. Next time, I will definitely pay back twice as much as I will avenge your insult to my father and son!" Wang Xing looked at and shouted loudly.
After yelling, thinking of the other party's strength, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Li Haotian, the fourth level of the quenching realm, the dirty realm. And he himself only reached the realm of skin refining this year, that is, the realm of a heavy layer. Quenching is divided into skin refining, tendon refining, bone refining, visceral refining, and blood exchange, a total of five realms. The strength of this Li Haotian's quenching fourth realm is a genius-level figure among the martial arts juniors in the entire Qingyang City.
Thinking that he is the same age as Li Haotian, but he is only in the first realm, and it is simply difficult to defeat the person in the fifth realm of quenching.
The improvement of each realm of quenching is extremely obvious. For example, if you only refine the skin, the skin of your body will be as hard as a rock. The strength is also several times stronger than that of ordinary people. The power of the punch hit more than two hundred catties.
And after the tendon training, the strength rises in a straight line. After the fourth training, each blow can hit more than 800 catties of power. With a strength of more than 800 catties and a strength of more than 200 catties, there is no doubt that the egg touches the stone.
"It's so fast, it's better to have this time than to comprehend the cultivation method. This is a hundred-year-old bone refining spirit plant, you eat it. The body will recover faster. Wang Yunlong took out a palm-sized brown plant from his pocket and put it in Wang Xing's hand.
Wang Xing held the spirit plant in his hand, and his face was slightly stunned. This spirit strain is a miracle medicine that has been used for a hundred years. My father is no longer the head of the illustrious Wang family, but where does such a valuable thing come from?
He keenly saw that his father's feet were stained with yellow sand, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't look closely. He suddenly understood. On the back mountain of his home, there are often some warriors who come, and I heard that there are some spiritual grasses growing, but the spiritual grass is extremely difficult to pick, and they risk their lives to go, and in the end, most of them end up with broken arms and legs. I've never heard of anyone picking it.
"Dad!" Wang Xing choked up for a moment. Dad's martial arts were abolished, and he was able to pick up this elixir for him, so you can imagine how much risk he had.
"Son, Daddy doesn't need you to regain the glory of the head of the Wang family. As long as you cultivate in peace, improve your exercises day after day, cultivate hard, and become the strong person you want to become. Then, Dad is relieved. Wang Yunlong kindly and slowly touched Wang Xing's head and smiled.
"Dad, don't worry. In the martial arts competition in the city after January, I will definitely wash away the shame of the past!" Wang Xing's eyes were already red, and he nodded heavily.