The sky was bright, and before the sun rose, Yuhua City was already shrouded in hustle and bustle.

Today is the day when the Yang family, a top family, conducts a talent test once every three years, and more than a hundred families on Taiyuan Star have sent people to watch the ceremony, which is a luxurious feast and an opportunity for a carp to jump into the dragon gate. Hundreds of young people from the Yang family are gearing up, ready to show their skills.

If they can stand out in this test, then they can immediately become a well-known genius in Taiyuan Star, become a guest of many families, and be favored by big people.

Yang Ze three years ago was the best example, an unknown descendant of the Yang family's branch showed his A-level martial arts talent in the talent test, which shocked the entire family. He was immediately accepted as a disciple by the Great Elder of the Yang Family, and three years have passed, and now Yang Ze is already a congenital sixfold powerhouse, ranking first in strength among the younger generation of the Yang family.

The teenagers are full of longing, and they all expect that they will be the brightest stars today.

There were still three hours left before the test, and all the teenagers in the martial arts arena stopped their activities at the moment, recuperating their energy, and waiting for the test to begin. However, in a remote corner of the martial arts arena, there was a black-haired teenager who was still working hard.

It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a resolute face, his hands wrapped in bandages, and with each punch, he made a pit in the hard stake.

"Bang!" "Bang!" A dull voice sounded, he sweated profusely, his fist trembled slightly from the pain, but he always swung his fist unwaveringly, never stopping.

The boy's name is Yanqing, and he is the child adopted by the head of the Yang family when he traveled around the earth. has F-level martial arts talent, although it is not a descendant of the Yang family, but the monthly share of star coins is distributed according to the standard of the descendant, and many people have complained about it, so they have been unpopular in the family.

"Hey, who is this person, why is he still exercising, and isn't he ready to take a test?" A young man on the viewing platform had sharp eyes and found Yanqing's figure.

"Lei Mu, you don't even know who this person is? Hehe, he's very famous, he had already tested it three years ago, known as the Yang family's worst talent, why, you still can't remember who he is? Next to her, a girl dressed in flowers covered her mouth and smiled.

When Lei Mu heard this, he immediately thought about it, and suddenly said, "Oh, it turned out to be Yanqing." When it comes to the worst talent, I remember, three years ago, the Yang family gave birth to the strongest talent and the worst talent, which is a big event that is famous throughout Taiyuan Star. ”

"It's just that why does he want to stay in the martial arts arena, and he doesn't conduct tests, is he exercising? It's impossible, how can anyone exercise in today's martial arts arena, it looks like it's putting on a show, it's really disgusting! ”

"Presumably, many people have noticed him on the viewing platform now, isn't this in vain to increase ridicule, and it is even more shameful to the Yang family."

"Hehe, who knows what he thinks, maybe he has a psychological problem."

Yan Qing turned a deaf ear to the discussion on the viewing platform, he didn't care, all he cared about was the wooden stake in front of him, every punch was exerted from the whole body, and every punch was used with all his strength.

One thousand eight hundred and ninety-six, one thousand eight hundred and ninety-seven, one thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight...... Yan Qing silently counted in his heart, if he could punch ten thousand punches in a row, and those ten thousand punches must be the strongest punch he could throw. Then he can turn on a system that changes his fate, and that's his only hope.

The martial arts arena is the best place to exercise, and for the past three years, he has been training himself here every day, and now he can swing 9,800 punches in a row! It is only 200 punches away to reach 10,000 punches. So during this time, he worked harder, even the most diligent teenager was not as hard as him, and he was extremely eager to one day be able to swing those 10,000 punches, so as to change the gray future.

"Hey, that's the worst, what's going on? There are just over two hours to go. There is no place for him in today's martial arts arena. ”

"Even a waste person who can't cultivate dares to be embarrassed here, it's really shameless."

Many teenagers on the martial arts arena looked at Yanqing with dissatisfaction in their eyes. Today is their home field, what are these wastes doing here?

The elders of the family who presided over the stage also frowned, and their faces were stern. An elder couldn't help but say, "Family Master, Yan Qing's stay here will have a great impact on the reputation of my Yang family, it is better to let him go back first, and he will be less cold." ”

"Seventh Elder, what's the hurry, there is still some time before the talent test, since he can stand it. Then stay here and wait for the talent test to begin, and it's never too late to go. The head of the family, Yang Su, quietly spat out a sentence. He came to the martial arts arena and kept an eye on Yanqing from beginning to end.

"But ......"

Seeing what the Seventh Elder wanted to say again, Yang Su sneered and said, "What, what I say doesn't work?" Doesn't our Yang family even have this measure, and now driving people away is just admitting that my Yang family is good-skinned. ”

The Seventh Elder sighed and stopped talking, but looked at Yan Qing with a little more annoyance, even if what the head of the family said was reasonable, but if it wasn't for Yan Qing, this scene would not have happened at all.

Yan Qing could feel that his body had reached its limit, but he only threw eight thousand one hundred and twenty punches. His will was blurring, and his body was tired and about to collapse, but Yanqing was still throwing his fist, as if this movement had become his instinct. Breaking limits has never been a problem, and he is breaking the limits of his body every day to move towards his goals.

"As long as you can unleash 10,000 supreme fists, it can be opened...... I can already feel it, and I'm going to succeed this time! Yanqing turned this thought over and over again in her heart.

Eight thousand one hundred and twenty-one punches, eight thousand one hundred and twenty-two punches...... Eight thousand five hundred and thirty-one punches...... Nine thousand and one punches! Yan Qing's body had long since lost consciousness numbly, and even though he was waving his fist mechanically, his fist wind still hunted and pierced the air.

This time it will definitely break through 10,000 punches!

There were still ten minutes before the test, and at this time Yanqing had already thrown nine thousand seven hundred and forty punches, Yang Su looked at Yanqing silently for a while and closed his eyes. Thinking of the frustrated and lonely look of that kid after learning about his talent three years ago, I can't help but feel heartbroken.

"Head of the house!"

Qichang honestly couldn't help it, after all, all the teenagers in the martial arts arena were waiting with bated breath for the test to start, and only Yanqing was still swinging his fists. This made Yanqing completely the focus of the audience, the worst name, after three years, will become a laughing stock in Taiyuan Star again, and the Yang family will lose face again.

The bursts of discussion and laughter from the viewing platform made many of the elders twitch.

"Family master, now let Yanqing step down, it's time for the test soon, according to the family regulations, it's time to clean up the unrelated people on the martial arts field, it's too late." Another elder couldn't help but speak.

"Wait a little longer" Yang Su opened his eyes and stared at Yanqing's figure. Swinging 10,000 supreme fists in a row is not easy for a person in the acquired realm, but maybe Qing'er can really achieve his goal this time. He has been a qualified head of the family for so many years, and it is time to be a qualified uncle.

"Head of the house!" The two elders spoke earnestly.

Yang Su didn't speak, there was only silence at the moment, he closed his eyes again, and such a picture flashed in his mind

"Uncle Yang, if I can swing ten thousand supreme fists, I can change my talent."

"Oh, that's great, Qing'er, since you've set this goal, let's do it. Only by doing it can we change the future. ”

"Well, Uncle Yang, I know. Now, I'm going to train! ”

This scene was deeply imprinted in Yang Su's mind, from that moment on, even if he was ridiculed, even if he was made difficult, even if he exercised all day, he was tired and crawled back! Qing'er, he never gave up.

"Head of the house!" All the elders spoke,

"Wait! Just wait another five minutes. "Yang Su sighed, Qing'er, I can only give you another five minutes, the last five minutes, I already see your hope of success, as long as you achieve this goal, it is impossible to change your talent. Hopefully, after you complete this goal, you can come back from the haze of three years ago, talent is not important, the important thing is to live happily.

There are still five minutes left before the test, Yan Qing threw nine thousand nine hundred and one punches, Yan Qing's punch speed is getting slower and slower, but the fist style is still sharp, Yan Qing can't hear anything at the moment, can't see anything, touch, taste, smell are also gone, cut off the five senses, the body is just left with instinct, like a marionette, hitting the stake. The whole arena was silent, except for the sound of Yanqing's fist smashing on a stake. The last 100 punches are fighting for your life!

In four minutes, Yan Qing had already swung nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-two punches! The left hand is nearly shattered. The fingers of the right hand were bent at will, apparently broken.

In three minutes, Yan Qing had already swung nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-nine punches! The left hand was completely useless, the flesh was blurred, and the left arm was drooping. The right hand is dying.

In two minutes, Yan Qing had already thrown nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one punches! The right hand was as useless as the left, and the shape of the hand could not be seen, but Yanqing did not feel the pain at all, because he no longer felt pain.

In one minute, Yan Qing had already swung nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine punches! Yanqing's arms had been completely shattered and fractured, blood was flowing down, and he couldn't even shake it, he staggered and couldn't stand steadily. The instinct of the body also subsided under the rapid loss of bodily functions, and at this time, only one punch remained......

But at this time, Yanqing was almost immobile, and his arm couldn't even move a centimeter, let alone swing his fist.

Is this a show? Totally impossible!

How could anyone be so persistent that they gambled their lives!

The constant sound resounded in the softest place in people's hearts, which was just a kind of persistence, but it was an insistence that countless people couldn't do. Many people remember that their talent is not bad, and if they can persist like him, the current realm may have already broken through!

The standing figure seems to be telling them that the talent is poor, so what, I will not be depressed, I will only move forward! Go against the waves, climb the cliffs, cross the abyss, go wherever you can, maybe you can reach the top!

Can they do this?

The people on the viewing platform were silent, the teenagers on the martial arts arena were silent, even the elders who spoke were silent at this time, and there were faint sobs on the stage, and many people couldn't bear to look at it. All the previous ridicule, banter, dissatisfaction, contempt, disgust are gone, and the only thing left is admiration.

This teenager, who has been named the worst, has always been the object of ridicule and a negative teaching material. But today's scene, although people can't know why this young man is so desperate, but his almost desperate persistence shocked everyone, everyone's views have changed, no genius can be so persistent, how strong is this belief, will always, keep swinging punches like this, even if the bones are broken, even if the flesh and blood are broken, they can't stop him. Is this a rebellion against fate, or is it a roar unwilling to be at the mercy of fate.

Only Yanqing knows that this is a kind of spirit, and men should be self-reliant!

With a shake, Yanqing finally couldn't stand on his feet and fell to his knees, causing an exclamation. However, Yan Qing stood up trembling again, the blood on his body kept dripping, his knees bent, his back hunched, his neck and head tilted to the side, his posture was extremely ugly, but extremely tall.

"Don't go any further!" Many people silently said in their hearts, a little distressed. The arena was quiet, and everyone forgot about the talent test and focused on a remote corner of the martial arts arena. Although that person was a teenager, he was a tough mountain in their eyes.

"Head of the house!" Many of the elders were moved and spoke again, but this time the two words had a different meaning. They never knew that this teenager could do this, and Yanqing's expression was respected and recognized by all of them.

"Wait!" Yang Su's expression was stern, looking at Yanqing, Yanqing didn't need anyone's help at this moment, and there was a last punch!

At this moment, as if returning to the light, Yanqing's consciousness was slightly clearer, he glanced at the stake, and pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing.

"Uncle Yang, you always thought that I didn't get out of the haze of three years ago, and that was wrong. I said that throwing 10,000 powerful fists can change talent, and that's true. Because I am a traverser, I have the Saint Seiya system in my body, as long as I reach the 10,000 Strongest Fist, I can open it and become a Saint Seiya! Talents will also change! Uncle Yang, you are optimistic, after this punch, a miracle will be born! ”

Yan Qing gathered the last remaining strength, mobilized his whole body, kicked the ground with his left foot, and took off! As soon as the body spun, his right arm finally lifted up and slammed towards the stake!

Ten seconds left before the talent test, the last punch finally landed!

"Bang!"

Blood sprayed, and his right arm twisted into a twist.

"Plop!"

Yanqing fell heavily to the ground, lost consciousness, and the field fell silent, seeing the worst boy on the field who fell to the ground, many people wanted to cry, this is a tragic interpretation, fate is really annoying, people are born unequal.

Nothing happened, Yang Su sighed, talent change is really impossible, Qing'er is just comforting himself. Like a gust of wind, he arrived at the place where Yanqing was located in an instant from the presiding platform. He was about to step forward when his body suddenly shook and stopped.

Nothing happens, doesn't talent change, no! Wielding 10,000 powerful fists is to choke the throat of fate. At this moment, in Yanqing's body, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Saint Seiya system, on!"