Chapter 1: The Crippled Boy.

The spring breeze is blowing, at this time, when everything is recovering, and the rain moistens the earth, the air is extremely fresh, and the surroundings of the Jiwu Continent are filled with strong vitality.

Xuanling Empire, Luofeng City, Mu Family Courtyard, the door of a remote hut was gently pushed open by a white-shirted young man, and there was a woman in green who followed him, the woman was gentle and elegant, generous and decent, with a green silk hair tied into a bun, and a trace of worry was written on her beautiful face, but it was more of a caress.

"Chen'er, it's just spring outside, and the wind and cold haven't passed, so beware of catching a cold. ”

The woman's gentle voice was like a catkins breeze, blowing gently, turning into a touch of warmth and entering the heart of the white-shirted young man.

"Mother, it's out of the way, now that the weather is getting warmer, the child wants to breathe some fresh air. ”

The white-shirted boy is about twelve years old, his body is extremely thin, and his fair skin can make most women ashamed of themselves, but this kind of whiteness is not normal, it is a sickly white.

Seeing her son's emaciated back, a trace of guilt flashed in the eyes of the woman in green, and there seemed to be tears flowing.

"Wan'er, don't worry, as long as I still have a breath, I will definitely not let Chen'er suffer any harm. With a light sigh, a man in green clothes walked out of the corner of the original house, this man was full of resoluteness, gently took the hand of the woman in green, and said firmly.

"Thank you, Brother Feng, as long as our children can live a healthy life, I am very satisfied. But..."The woman in green who was called Wan'er leaned lightly on the chest of the man in green clothes, her voice trembling a little.

"You have to believe Chen'er. The man in Tsing Yi raised his head slightly, and his reddish eyes also looked at the young man in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

These two are the parents of the white-shirted boy, Mu Feng and Bi Wan.

Walking out of the yard, looking at the lush greenery around him, he muttered, "It's spring, heh... It is said that spring is a season full of vitality, but where is my vitality?"

The white-shirted boy shook his head self-deprecatingly, he had been stuffy in the house for a whole winter, it was time to go out for a walk, sighed, he took a slow step towards the courtyard outside, he was going to the back mountain, only there, he would feel peaceful.

"Yo, isn't this our family's crippled Fourth Young Master! I haven't seen you for a winter, oh, I'm really sorry, Fourth Young Master, I'll salute you." Before he had gone too far, an arrogant young man with an extremely ordinary appearance said with a mocking face, and behind him, a young man in a luxurious blue shirt walked over surrounded by a group of people, this young man was about thirteen years old, extremely handsome, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his thin lips were slightly mean, and his eyes looked contemptuously at the young man in white shirts who was walking on the path.

The white-shirted young man frowned slightly, ignored the group of people at all, and walked forward on his own.

"Huh, fourth brother, what's wrong with you? I didn't say hello when I saw the second brother, didn't you stay in the house for a winter and didn't even know the second brother?" The blue-shirted young man spoke indifferently, and looked at the white-shirted boy with straight eyes.

"That's right, only a leisurely person like the fourth brother has time to stroll around, it's early spring, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it's a good time for the maids to enjoy the flowers, alas! It would be nice if the second brother could have so much time as the fourth brother, but it's a pity. The blue-shirted young man's mean lips pursed, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, the meaning of his words was very clear, now is the season for maids to enjoy the flowers, and as a man, he needs to cultivate. Only a boy in a white shirt has time to enjoy the flowers and walk like a maid.

Hearing this, the white-shirted young man's eyes showed a trace of anger, but the perennial ridicule had made him a habit, so he quickly hid this trace of anger.

He couldn't help but bear it, the blue-shirted young man in front of him was recognized by the Mu family as the first day of the Mu family, the second young master of the Mu family, Mu Rongxuan, who had reached the strength of a seven-ring martial artist at the age of thirteen, even if he was put in the entire Falling Wind City, Mu Rongxuan could be called a genius.

You must know that everyone is born with a certain amount of time to let the body grow, which takes nine years, when you are nine years old before you can start to exercise, forging the body is only the most basic exercise, through continuous practice of basic skills, so that the body is active, so as to lay a good foundation for the future cultivation path to lay a good foundation.

Often, this foreshadowing takes two to three years, which means that you can only become a qualified martial artist at the age of eleven, but Mu Rongxuan broke through to the seventh ring martial apprentice in two years, which has confirmed his genius cultivation talent. Jiwu Continent, martial arts are respected, strength represents everything, strength represents the right to speak, if you have strength, you can also trample others under your feet and humiliate.

And the martial apprentice is the most basic level of the Extreme Martial Continent, reaching the martial apprentice means that you are not a wasted person, you can start your cultivation journey, the martial apprentice is in order, the martial artist, the martial master, the great martial artist, the martial spirit, the martial king, the martial sect, the martial emperor, the martial emperor, the martial saint, the martial emperor These ten realms, each realm is divided into nine small classes, each small class will be called "ring".

When you break through from a martial disciple to a martial artist, when you urge the Yuan Force, there will be a martial ring condensed by the Yuan Force under your feet, and you can judge your cultivation level from the number of martial rings, one martial ring is a martial artist, and nine martial rings are the nine-ring martial artist. Each time you move up a large class, the color of the ring under your feet will change accordingly.

Red Martial Artist, Orange Martial Master, Yellow Great Martial Artist, Green Martial Spirit, Cyan Martial King, Blue Martial Sect, Purple Martial Emperor, Silver Martial Emperor, Golden Martial Saint, and Color Martial Emperor. As for the martial artists, because they can't absorb the vitality yet, they are colorless.

And basically, nine out of nine people can reach the level of martial arts, which has become an inevitability, but he can't, because he is a well-known cripple, a cripple who has been destined to work all his life since he was a child.

Thinking of this, he was even more reluctant to stay here for half a moment, because they were not people of the same world.

The white-shirted young man took another step, his speed increased slightly, but just after he took three steps, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his way, the white-shirted young man looked up, this figure was not unfamiliar, it was the arrogant young man Mu Hu who was the first to mock him just now.

"I said Fourth Young Master, I have saluted you, and you didn't even say a word, what's the matter, do you look down on me? Oh, that's right, with the Fourth Young Master's cultivation speed against the sky, I really can't reach it. This Mu Hu said with a serious face, which immediately caused a burst of laughter behind him.

I have to say that although this Mu Hu has a mediocre appearance, his hurtful words have reached the peak of the realm.

When the white-shirted young man saw this, he smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't get out of it this time, so he simply closed his eyes and let these people play their ugly faces, even if they added their fists and kicks, it didn't matter, anyway, they were all crippled, what else could they do to themselves.

Mu Hu found that the white-shirted young man was in a broken and broken posture, and immediately chuckled: "Yo~ What are our fourth young masters doing here?

"I think so, the fourth young master usually doesn't look at us at all. Immediately someone chimed in.

"That's it, Fourth Young Master, I'm not convinced, why do you underestimate us?"

"Why don't Mu Hu and the fourth young master get into a fight, how about you let the fourth young master have both hands and feet?"

"Just don't move, just let the fourth young master fight, if the fourth young master can knock you down, we will admit that the fourth young master has the strength to ignore us." ”

“...”

"Well, it's up to you. Mu Hu smiled, turned his head to look at the white-shirted young man, and said: "Fourth Young Master, I will stand still in place, as long as the Fourth Young Master can knock me down, then I will let the Fourth Young Master leave, and when I see the Fourth Young Master in the future, I will bow respectfully, if the Fourth Young Master does not dare, it will be easy to do, as a price to despise us, you have to get under the crotch of our people." ”

At this time, Mu Rongxuan, who had been smiling and watching the development of the situation, frowned, no matter how wasteful the fourth child was, he was also his cousin, and asked his younger brother to drill the crotch of his follower, isn't this a slap in his face? Thinking of this, Mu Rongxuan said in a deep voice: "Mu Hu, what did you say?"

Mu Hu was stunned for a moment, he was not stupid, as soon as he thought about it, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly corrected it: "Eh, forget it, if you don't dare, as a price for despising us, you must get under the crotch of the second young master." ”

Mu Rongxuan: "..."

Although I still felt that Mu Hu was a little too much in my heart, it was not so awkward at this time.

The white-shirted young man standing in place was already pale, only to see him open his eyes suddenly, his sharp gaze locked on Mu Hu, and said word by word: "I, accept, accept!"

Mu Hu was suddenly glared at by the white-shirted young man, and subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but he was restrained by himself, and found that he was almost out of shape, so he secretly took a sip and said, "I'm standing here, if you can knock me down, even if you win." ”

After speaking, Mu Hu took a steady step with his feet, took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Come on." ”

The white-shirted young man actually regretted it when I accepted it, although the strength of this Mu Hu in front of him was very different from Mu Rongxuan, but he was also a third-ring peak martial artist, only one line away from advancing to a fourth-ring martial artist, with a deep basic foundation, what would he do to defeat him?

The white-shirted young man sighed, and a breeze blew, lifting the sleeve tube of his right arm, and the sleeve tube floated with the wind, as light as a feather...