Chapter 1: A Weak Boy

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With a crisp sound, the thin fist slammed into the force measurement stone tablet opposite, perhaps because the force was too strong, the fist peak of the small fist actually splashed a large blood stain, dyeing the logo in the center of the entire stone tablet into blood red. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the stone tablet made specifically for testing the level of skill did not react at all.

"Damn......" Han Chen yelled unwillingly, and sat down on the ground with a dejected face.

Even in this aura refining field, is there no way to condense a little bit of internal qi?

Looking at the blood-red piece on the dynamometer stele, Han Chen sighed in annoyance.

"Han Chen, the internal qi value - zero! level...... Garbage-grade ...... Hahahaha......" A loud voice suddenly came from the entrance of the aura refining field, and then, dozens of mermaids rushed in, and in a moment, Han Chen was surrounded by water.

"Oh, it's zero again? Pitiful, he has been able to cultivate for seven years now, right? He still can't practice internal qi, this kind of talent is really earth-shattering, it can be called the first waste material in Qinglong Mansion in a hundred years. ”

"Hey...... The son of the strongest man in Luojia City, he couldn't support him even after consuming so many resources in Qinglong Mansion, he was really a complete loser, and he lost the face of his father and the entire Qinglong Mansion. ”

"You said that his father and mother are so powerful, why did he give birth to a son like scum?

"Haha...... Maybe he's not biological......"

Everyone surrounded Han Chen, as if they were watching something rare, pointing at him, and the countless ridicules were more like a hammer, smashing into the young man's heart again and again.

Han Chen's face was flushed, his teeth were gritted, and his clenched fists trembled slightly because of anger.

Glaring at the young man who took the lead angrily, Han Chen said angrily, "Qu Tianxiang, what are you doing here?"

The young man named Qu Tianxiang walked up to him arrogantly and sneered: "I came in to tell you that a waste material like you is not qualified to come to this kind of place!"

"You ......" Han Chen's breathing became more and more rapid, if his eyes could kill, he was afraid that Qu Tianxiang in front of him would have already been torn to pieces.

Facing Han Chen's anger, Qu Tianxiang sneered disdainfully, and he unceremoniously waved his hand and pushed the other party aside.

Qu Tianxiang went straight to the force measuring stone, pretended to look at it carefully, and then said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "Oh, even the hand is broken, Brother Ayi, you are really hard enough." But waste is always waste, and even if it costs one's life, it will have no effect. ”

There was another burst of laughter all around.

It seemed that he had long been accustomed to such a scene, although Han Chen was angry, he did not impulsively pounce on it, he snorted angrily, ignored the ridicule of everyone, turned around and walked towards the exit.

"Young Master Han, don't be in a hurry to leave!"

Unexpectedly, before he took a few steps, he was stopped by several people sideways, blocking the way.

Han Chen turned his head and said angrily, "Qu Tianxiang, what do you want?"

Qu Tianxiang smiled: "It's nothing, I just want you to see the difference between genius and waste wood." ”

As soon as the words fell, he drank in a deep voice, and with a standard lunge punch, he directly hit the force measurement stone on the opposite side. With the support of the thick internal qi in his body, this punch actually rubbed a very piercing scream in the air.

"Bang-" There was a violent sound, and Qu Tianxiang's fist hit the rune mark in the center, and the powerful impact force stifled a strong wind, blowing the clothes of the nearby crowd into a loud sound.

Han Chen's force measurement stone tablet that didn't move with all his strength, but at this time, it suddenly emitted a golden light, surrounding the nine stripes around the rune imprint, and they lit up one by one in an instant.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3 ......

The aura logo, which represents the level of internal qi, stopped at the fifth line.

"It's amazing that you've actually reached the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. ”

"Tsk...... It seems that in another three or five years, Senior Brother Qu will be able to step into the Spiritual Silence Realm and become a disciple of the inner sect of the Qinglong Mansion!"

"It is worthy of being a rare genius in Luojia City, and it is amazing that he can have this level at the age of fifteen. ”

The words of envy and praise from all around greatly satisfied the vanity in the young man's heart, and the smile on Qu Tianxiang's face became even more proud.

Slowly walking up to Han Chen, Qu Tianxiang patted the other party's Tie Qing's face, and said, "See? Even those outer disciples are a hundred times stronger than you garbage, Qinglong Mansion is one of the four major forces in Luojia City, and you have become the laughing stock of Luojia City, with you, our reputation is ruined, if you know each other, pack up and get out, lest we be embarrassed by following you." ”

"yes, fuck off!"

"Remove his name from Qinglong Mansion!"

"Stay away from the Blue Dragon Mansion!"

“......”

The coaxing of everyone made Han Chen's face more and more distorted, and he could endure it again, and he also had the desire to do it at this moment.

However, he knew that he was no match for these people at all, and that his actions would only deepen his humiliation.

Qu Tianxiang was very satisfied with Han Chen's expression, he raised his hand and pressed it, and the surroundings quickly quieted down. Qu Tianxiang said: "Actually, I'm still very kind, so let's do it, for the sake of your dead ghost father, I'll give you a chance to stay here." ”

Qu Tianxiang spread his feet, stood in front of Han Chen, and said, "You drill under my crotch, maybe I will consider not driving you away." ”

"Qu Tianxiang, you deceive people too much!" Even though he had been bullied by the other party before, but it had never been so excessive this time, Han Chen was furious, picked up his fist and smashed it against the other party's door.

Han Chen couldn't even condense his true qi, where would he be Qu Tianxiang's opponent? Qu Tianxiang easily grabbed his fist and said with a cruel smile: "Dare to do it with me? You kid has itchy skin......

was just about to teach the other party a lesson, when suddenly a coquettish voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Stop!"

With the sound, a beautiful figure jumped from the top of everyone's heads and blocked in front of Han Chen.

The girl in front of her, about twelve or thirteen years old, had long satin-like hair that fell straight to her waist. Her eyebrows are slender and slender, with an almost perfect curve, as if carefully drawn by a painter, a pair of beautifully contoured phoenix eyes are mesmerizing, and under the straight bridge of the nose are two cherry lips that shine softly. Her figure is slightly petite, and although her concave curves are not yet fully developed, they can already show a touching and peerless style.

"Miss?" As soon as they saw this beautiful girl, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in unison. Some people have a bit of fear in their tones, but more of them are envy and admiration.

Glaring at everyone angrily, the girl shouted, "Get out of here!"

She is the daughter of the lord of Qinglong Mansion, where does everyone dare to say more, and they all bow their heads and go out of the door.

Qu Tianxiang and several teenagers around him also have some background in Qinglong Mansion, although they dare not disobey, they are not as restrained as others. He snorted coldly and said, "Okay, for the sake of the eldest lady, I'll let this garbage go today, but it's ......"

He smiled at the girl, and continued: "This kid is already fifteen years old this year, according to the regulations of the Qinglong Mansion, he must take the junior disciple test after a month, if he can't pass, he will be assigned to the peripheral industries of the Qinglong Mansion to work as a coolie, and then the eldest lady will not be able to protect him." ”

The minimum standard for a junior disciple is to have the fifth-level cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Realm at the age of fifteen, Rao is the body of the spiritual vein when Han Chen was not injured back then, and it is difficult to upgrade to the fifth level in three months, let alone the crippled now?

In the eyes of everyone, Han Chen's exit from Qinglong Mansion was already a sure thing.

The girl didn't know, but it was too hurtful to say it so nakedly. The girl said angrily: "Shut your mouth!"

Qu Tianxiang glanced at Han Chen coldly, and sneered: "It's really a shame to ask a woman to protect you, and you won't have anything to do in this life." He turned around and waved his hand and shouted to everyone, "Let's go!"

"Rubbish!"

"Useless stuff. ”

"Hide behind the woman and see how you gain a foothold in the Qinglong Mansion in the future. ”

"Die! scum. ”

It wasn't until Qu Tianxiang and his party were clean that the girl turned her gaze to Han Chen and said softly, "Brother Achen, are you okay?"

Han Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, I'll let you see the joke again." ”

Looking at Han Chen's lonely figure, the girl let out a long sigh.

Han Chen's father, Han Tianfeng, was once one of the five major masters of Qinglong Mansion and was also recognized as the strongest person in Luojia City. As Han Tianfeng's only son, Han Chen not only inherited his father's amazing cultivation talent, but also a rare innate spirit vein owner.

You must know that in the True Martial Continent, the innate spirit vein represents a special talent, known as a peerless genius who is unique in ten thousand, and almost every martial artist with the innate spirit vein is a famous party in the mainland.

It is precisely because of this that the entire Qinglong Mansion once had great hopes for him.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, seven years ago, his parents were unexpectedly involved in a shocking battle, and in order to protect him, both parents died.

Although Han Chen escaped, he was injured by the aftermath of the battle, and not only was his cultivation completely wasted, but he could no longer cultivate.

Over time, the various auras that were pinned on him also became endless burdens. In the eyes of most people in Qinglong Mansion, Han Chen is an out-and-out waste.

In fact, it is okay that Han Chen can't cultivate, under the care of the Qinglong Mansion Master and the rest of the sect masters, he can spend the rest of his life in peace, but Qinglong Mansion is a wealthy family after all, and the internal relationships are intertwined, Han Chen, a down-and-out young master, can get special care from the top of Qinglong Mansion, which will inevitably cause jealousy and dissatisfaction among some children.

Today's friction with Qu Tianxiang, an outer disciple, in the aura refining field is just a small episode of everyone's daily targeting of him.

The girl straightened Han Chen's messy clothes and said, "Those guys are too much, I'll go talk to my father and give them a little punishment." ”

Han Chen frowned, and Qu Tianxiang's words before leaving instantly came to mind: "It's really a scumbag to ask a woman to protect it......" He gritted his teeth hatefully and said: "No need, one day, I will use my strength to shut them all up!"

After speaking, he ignored the girl's resentful eyes and walked out of the door. The girl hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, today is your parents' sacrifice day, my father and several other masters went out to run errands, and they couldn't come back in time for a while, he asked me to tell you and worship Uncle Han on their behalf!"

Han Chen's footsteps froze, nodded slightly, he turned around, showed a smiling face, and said, "Yinning, thank you!"

The girl Yinning was stunned for a while, followed by a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and in an instant, even the flowers outside the door lost their color.

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