Nanzhan, the burning country, a certain boundary in the remote Wanli Youyue Mountain Range, a gathering place for the human race, in a tribe called Gu Xiang, there were bursts of foul language from the martial arts training ground. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Waste Xia Feng, with your small body, you still dare to come to the martial arts training ground? You are not afraid of walking and flashing your waist!hahaha!"

"Hmph, I really don't know what Uncle and they think, just like Xia Feng, what are you doing in the tribe, eating our tribe's brute beast meat all day long, drinking our tribe's elixir liquid, after so many years, he still looks sick! Even making a fire and cooking is so tired that he looks like a leper dog! What a waste! No, I'm afraid he is not even as good as a waste!"

"Waste, the latrine at the back of my house is blocked again today, why don't you go and clean it for me, if it is not clean today, you will not be allowed to eat!"

Several tall and strong young men stood on the tribal martial arts training ground, surrounding a thin, frail and sick young man, verbally disgusting, insulting, scolding, and scolding, one of the tall and strong young men in the lead also pushed this young man named Xia Feng: "Speak, waste, and today you cleaned the toilet for me, and washed the clothes of several of us! Otherwise, you will not be allowed to eat tomorrow!"

"You..."

When the thin young man heard this, his face was bitter and resentful, his hands were clenched tightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but the young man Xia Feng looked at the few teenagers around him, and thought of himself again, he sighed secretly in his heart, and turned around and wanted to leave the martial arts training ground.

"Hmph, it's not just a sick seedling, it's really a waste, I don't dare to refute it, it's not as good as a watchdog fed at home!"

"Hahaha, there are a lot of stinky clothes that have been changed in the past two days, waste, we have to wash them, if they can't be cleaned, you won't be able to get out of bed for three days!"

Seeing Xia Feng, the waste turned around and was about to leave, several tall and strong teenagers had a strong disdain on their faces, and laughed disdainfully, there are very few entertainment activities in the tribe, so it has become the fun of many young people to bully and laugh at the waste in this tribe every day.

"Damn, what are you still grinding, waste is waste, and even walking is not as fast as a Laipi dog!"

Suddenly, a young man with a mocking face suddenly pushed Xia Feng, who turned away, and directly pushed Xia Feng to a stagger, plopped, and fell on the hard bluestone ground of the martial arts training ground like a dog gnawing.

"Ahh

Xia Feng fell the bluestone ground, letting out a cry of pain, Xia Feng's body was already very thin, and when he fell so hard, he felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and a stream of hot pain instantly rushed straight to his head, making Xia Feng couldn't help but let out a low breath.

Damn, if I could cultivate, how could I be bullied like this!

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Xia Feng gritted his teeth tightly, got up from the bluestone ground, glanced at a few tall and strong young men who laughed at him with resentment, and left hobbled.

"Hahaha, shit! My watchdogs are better than him!"

Listening to the bursts of laughter coming from behind him, Xia Feng gritted his steel teeth, he couldn't wait to immediately turn around and rush over, and give these people who were laughing at him a punch, but...

Thinking of his body, Xia Feng was bitter, in this world where martial arts are respected, strength is heaven and earth, he is a sick seedling, a waste who can't cultivate, if he really turns around and rushes over, he will definitely be easily beaten down by those teenagers who are at least two blood refiners, thinking about the scene where they broke a few bones and lay on the bed for half a month last time, Xia Feng had more than enough strength to do so, so he could only speed up his pace and stay away from the bursts of harsh ridicule and insults.

Coming to a small river next to the tribe, Xia Feng gritted his steel teeth, waved his hands that were still in pain when he was pushed down and fell to the ground by several teenagers just now, and washed the clothes of those teenagers.

After a long time, Xia Feng regained some strength, returned to the tribe, and received a lunch under the disdainful gaze of a middle-aged woman in the tribal canteen.

After gobbling up a lunch with some brute beast meat into his stomach, Xia Feng let out a sigh of relief, and then took advantage of eating some brute beast meat, drinking some beast meat soup, and feeling the heat coming from his stomach, Xia Feng hurriedly came to the small river where he washed his clothes.

Xia Feng took a deep breath, set up the shelf, and his mind flashed through the most basic and fundamental ancient elephant blood refining decision in the tribe, and then tried his best to control the fiery feeling brought by eating the brute beast meat in his stomach and drinking the brute beast broth, and began to cultivate.

"The Ancient Elephant... Ancient elephants..."

The shelf was set up, Xia Feng worked hard for a long time, but found that the heat in his stomach was not under his control at all and gradually began to dissipate, no matter how hard he worked to cultivate the Ancient Elephant Blood Refining Decision, how accurate the most basic shelf of the Ancient Elephant Blood Refining Decision was. It couldn't stop the fiery breath in the stomach from dissipating.

"Alas... Am I really a piece of waste?"

When the fiery breath in his stomach dissipated, Xia Feng smiled helplessly, raised his arm, and looked at his skinny, fleshy palm and arm, he almost gave up.

Over the years, no matter how hard Xia Feng tried, he still couldn't get started, and he couldn't cultivate if he couldn't get started, even if he was the son of a hero who defended the ancient elephant tribe, he had also suffered the ridicule of the clansmen, and if it weren't for a few friends of his dead parents who had been guarding him, it was estimated that Xia Feng would have been swept away by the tribe and buried in the mouth of the brute beast.

"I can!

Thinking of the eyes of several uncles from hope to indifference, Xia Feng bit hard, came to a big tree next to the river, raised his hands, and slammed them on the trunk of the tree, making a thumping sound.

"Drink... Drink!"

Every time he pounded the trunk of the tree hard, it would bring a burst of pain to Xia Feng, but Xia Feng couldn't get started with cultivation, so he could only use this method to train his body?

Cultivation is the most basic, and at the very beginning, it is necessary to carry qi and blood, warm and nourish qi and blood, so as to temper the body, so that people can have the strength to confront tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests.

Bang bang bang!

Again and again, Xia Feng's two fists were already red, and every time he raised his arms, there would be bursts of stinging pain, but Xia Feng still gritted his teeth and insisted, because he couldn't give up.

"Yo, it seems that this waste is not inferior to the watchdog in my house, and he washed my clothes so quickly......"

At this moment, a disdainful voice came from behind Xia Feng, hearing this, Xia Feng stopped panting, wiped the sweat on his face, and turned his head to see that a tall and strong young man was looking at him coldly, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Xia Feng, a waste who turned his head to look at him, the tall young man pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Waste is waste, and you still want to use this method to strengthen your body, hoping to strengthen your qi and blood?